A/N: Sorry for the big wait again. I thought I would get another chapter out before I went on vacation to let you know there was going to be a big break, but as you all know, that didn't happen. But I'm back now and I'm done with this one and about half way through the next one. I feel like I'm forgetting a billion things with these chapters, so if you find anything amiss please let me know and I'll fix it. I want this to be as good as it can get before I move on to other stories. One of my main worries in this one is Severus during the ceremony, so let me know if you like that part :\

As always, I don't own Harry Potter

"Hermione, we're going to be late if you don't get up right now." Severus was already dressed in his best dress robes. Esther Ann was enjoying her new summer dress float around her as she twirled in place.

As soon as Hermione woke up that morning she knew it was going to be a special day, besides it being the day of Ron and Luna's wedding that is. She was going to have her baby today.

"Hermione," Severus moved closer to the bed to get her up himself if needed.

She rolled her head in his direction as she opened her eyes. "I didn't realize you were so anxious to go to Ron's wedding."

"I'm not," he said lowly.

"Oh, so you're anxious to see Luna. Should I be worried?" Hermione teased.

"No," Severus growled. "I don't want to be late and cause a scene."

Hermione smiled to let him know she didn't mean any of it. "Alright, just give me a minute." I'll tell him about the baby after I'm ready.

Severus became concerned, "Are you alright? Is it the baby?"

Or not... If I tell him now, he'd demand I go to the hospital wing right away and we'd miss the wedding. The baby isn't coming right now; I can go to the wedding. "I'm fine, it's just a little discomfort," she said truthfully.

"Would you like some help getting ready?" he asked tentatively. If anyone was independent it was Hermione and he didn't want to set her off.

Gratefully she smiled, "That would be lovely. Can you get my new dress robes for me? I'm going to take a quick shower."

"Can I help you with that second one?" he smirked.

"Severus! You just said we're running late."

"If we can sneak in discreetly I won't mind."

Hermione playfully slapped his arm that reached for her. "Let me get ready." She shook her head smiling as she made it to the bathroom. As it was they arrived long before the wedding started. There were people mingling, though neither Ron nor Luna was in sight. "Oh no," Hermione heard Severus say as Esther Ann ran off to play with her friends.

"What's wrong?" she followed his gaze and saw one of her 'suitors.' "Don't be quick to judge. Maybe he's grown up."

"For as long as I've known him he's never changed. He's always been the same spoiled little brat."

"There's a first for everything, right? Now behave," she muttered as Harry Potter made his way towards them.

"Hello Hermione. I guess saying I'm sorry isn't even close to cutting it?"

"It's a start." She smiled at him friendly. Nobody was going to make today a bad day for her. Not even Harry. She was just going to ignore any of his rude comments.

"Dad!" a small scrawny boy with dark hair and dark eyes came up to Harry and gently tugged on his robes. Hermione and Severus glanced at each other, each with the same thought on their mind: Potter 'spawn?!' "Can I keep these?" the boy held up a box of candies and all three of them could see the emblem 'WWW.'

Harry snatched up the possibly dangerous product. "Where did you get this?"

"Mr. Weasley gave it t' me."

Harry scowled, "There are six Mr. Weasleys here."

"That one!" the boy pointed to George.

Harry crouched down and said calmly, "I don't want you to mess with any of these things until you're older. Why don't you go play with the other children?"

The boy pouted. "They said there's such things as ghosts and that pictures move and talk. I told them they doesn't and they all laughed at me."

Harry tried not to smile, "Well Pat, there are such things as ghosts and moving pictures. Remember when we talked about how you'd see new things?"

Hermione finally stepped in. She couldn't hold in her curiosity anymore. "Excuse me, but who is this young man?"

The boy held out his hand dutifully. "My name's Patrick Potter, but ya can call me Pat, and Harry Potter's my Dad!" After he released her hand his eyes drifted to her belly. "Why are you so fat?"

"She's not fat!" Severus growled. "Control your child, Potter."

Hermione just smiled at Pat as she placed a hand over her baby. "I'm a bit rounder because I'm pregnant. Do you know what that means? It means I'm going to have a baby," she said after he 

shook his head. "I have a daughter just about your age; her name is Essie Ann. I bet if you ask her she'll show you some of the ghosts and pictures."

Pat scratched his head and looked towards the mob of children. "Which one is Annie?"

Hermione let the name mistake slide. "She's the only one out there with dark hair, you can't miss her." She watched him run away before turning to Harry. "Now explain! You never told me you had a son! Why didn't you say something when you were here?"

"Calm down, Hermione. I didn't tell you because I wasn't a father then."

Severus did a quick calculation in his head, "He looks terribly big for an eight-month-old baby."

Harry had the gall to glare at the older man. "He's seven and I adopted him about a month ago."

"How did you get into that situation?" Hermione asked. She looked out into the field where the children were playing. Pat had just come up to Essie Ann and they had barely exchanged a few words before Essie Ann was leading him off by the hand.

"After our... meeting I decided it was time to start integrating myself back into the wizarding world. I somehow got wrapped up in all the divorces involved with the marriage law. It was quite a job, there are quite a few couples ending their marriages."

"And you wanted to add us to those numbers," Severus drawled.

Harry ignored his remark. "But that wasn't the only thing I found out. This stupid law forced terrible people to marry and have children—those children deserve so much better. As soon as the marriage was dissolvable, neither parents wanted the child they were forced to have so they had him or her shipped off to the first orphanage they happened upon."

"That's terrible. That is where you happened upon Patrick?" Hermione asked.

Harry nodded, "When I heard about how many children were being abandoned, I couldn't help but think of Tom Riddle. But once I stepped into the orphanage where I found Pat, my reasons changed. I know you both noticed Pat's speech problems. Neither of his parents cared about him at all. As soon as he was born his parents shoved him off to a family servant. The boy can't even tell you his parents' names, he barely saw them. He didn't even know anything about the magical world."

"Are most of the children like this?" Hermione cradled her middle.

"Not as bad as Pat, but close."

"Severus," Hermione turned pleading eyes on her husband.

"Don't give me that look, Hermione. We're expecting this one to come in a couple weeks, it'd hardly be fair to a neglected child to enter a household where he wouldn't get the attention he deserved."

"I guess," Hermione looked away only to see Neville walking towards her almost on a rampage. "Neville, what's wrong?"

"Ron's going nutters, spouting off about everything that could go wrong. He's come up with a couple extravagant stories," Neville smirked.

"I'll go talk to him," Harry volunteered.

"Actually, he's asking for Hermione," Neville responded before he looked to see who was addressing him. "H-Harry!"

"Sounds just like Ron. Come on, Neville. Let's go calm down the groom," Hermione took her friend's arm as they made their way away from the two dark haired men.

Severus and Harry watched them walk away before looking at each other. It was then they realized they had been left alone. Harry broke the silence, "What was Neville's problem?"

Severus smirked, "He was nervous about how you would receive him. I believe Longbottom's exact words were 'I stole his girl,' although I don't believe he can use those words when he starts spluttering about."

"What better way is there to say it's a happy marriage than six children?"

"A fertile Weasley."

"Don't talk about Ginny like that," Harry growled. "Enough of this. I'm happy that Gin's happy. She and Neville are great for each other."

How would you know, Potter brat? You haven't even seen them together. "If you say so."

They both fell silent as they looked around at the crowd for someone they'd rather spend their time with. Everyone Severus would talk to was in the wedding party or with them and Harry had lost acquaintance with everyone there.

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" Harry asked.

"Yes."

Ignoring Severus' answer, Harry asked, "Where did you take Hermione on your honeymoon?"

Severus glared at Harry. "That is none of your business," he snarled.

Harry held his hands up in defense, "I just wanted to know how you treated Hermione. I'll still come and take her away if you're treating her badly."

"You won't be needed."

"Just answer the question."

"I don't need to answer to the likes of you."

"Just tell me."

"If I do will you stop this insufferable pestering?"

"Perhaps."

It was better than nothing. "Nowhere. We went nowhere."

"You didn't take Hermione anywhere? I doubt she liked that."

Again Severus found himself wondering how Potter would know how people were like when he hadn't been around for years. It aggravated Severus even more when he realized Harry was right each time. Focusing more on the original topic, Severus realized this wasn't even the first time he had thought of such a thing. Hermione probably wasn't very happy at not having a honeymoon...or a wedding ceremony...or even a marriage proposal. It was something he'd have to think about doing sometime after the baby was born. Then an idea came to him.

Throughout most of the ceremony Severus had been watching his wife out of the corner of his eye. When she had woken up claiming a little discomfort he had been watching her closely, and now she hadn't stopped fidgeting in her chair.

"Oh!" Hermione gasped softly and clutched her round belly.

Severus' eyes snapped from casually watching the ceremony to her hands. "What?"

Hermione didn't answer for a few seconds before sighing and relaxing in her chair. "Just some more discomfort, don't worry about it."

He looked up to her face and saw her biting her bottom lip, a clear sign she was lying. "If you go into labor now I'll never forgive you," he said seriously.

Hermione stifled a giggle. "I wouldn't want to do that, would I? I know how much you'd be sad if you missed the rest of Ron's wedding."

"Hardly. You know I hate to attract attention."

"I know and don't worry. Everything is normal." She smiled at her truth. Yeah everything is normal! My water's broke and I'm having contractions. Must not tell Severus yet...

Severus dropped his arm across the back of his wife's chair to pull her closer; glad they were in the back row. "Besides it's the soon-to-be Mrs. Weasley I'm here for. She must be traumatized at the turn of events and will need all the support she can get."

"Severus you convinced her to marry Ron."

"Quiet dear, they're saying their vows," he smirked when she turned her attention to the front. The minister had just asked Ron to repeat after him and Severus ducked his head down to her ear. "I, Severus, take you, Hermione, to be my wife again."

"Severus, what are you doing?" Hermione hissed as she glanced around to make sure nobody was looking in their direction.

Severus ignored her. "To have and to hold," he squeezed her tighter, "in sickness and in health as long as we both shall live." He sealed his vow with a kiss.

"Oh, Severus," Hermione barely whispered as she, too, repeated her own vow to her husband as Luna did to Ron.

"I love you," Severus' voice sounded gravelly, perhaps from keeping the words in for too long. Hermione's response was to gasp loudly as she clutched her stomach. "Hermione?"

Hermione waved it off, "Never mind that. Say it again," she gripped his robes and raised her other hand to his face.

"Crazy woman, you're in labor, aren't you?"

"Just say it again!"

By then, they had attracted everyone's attention. Ron and Luna had already been announced man and wife and were also staring at the couple. "We have to get you to the hospital wing. Poppy!" Severus called as he lifted Hermione in his arms. So much for not drawing attention.

"Severus, please!" Hermione cried.

Severus halted and gently set her on her feet. All of his 'friends' and colleagues were watching, but that didn't stop him from kissing Hermione hard on the mouth and whispering, "I love you, Hermione Snape. I have for long time, but couldn't actually say it. You have given me one child already and you are about to give me another; you have given me great happiness and continue to do so every day. Have no doubt how much I love you."

"Enough of this!" Molly Weasley's shrill screech came from near the altar. "Severus, you have to get her to the hospital wing!" As if on cue, Poppy came up and started ushering them away towards the castle.

"Congratulations Ron and Luna!" Hermione called as she was carried off again.

"Why didn't you say something to me?" Severus asked softly.

"I wasn't going to miss my best friend's wedding. Plus it was going to take a while to get things going."

"You should have said something."

"Are we interrupting something?" a familiar voice drawled. Hermione and Severus turned away from their light bickering to see Draco Malfoy standing near the entrance of Hogwarts. He wasn't alone either. Next to him stood a slim, petite woman with long black hair and bright blue eyes. Her hand was tucked into the crook of Draco's elbow which happened to show the gleam of a large diamond ring on her left ring finger.

"Draco! What are you doing here?" Hermione asked.

"I thought I'd come for a visit, but it seems I came at the wrong time. Are you in labor?"

"Forget it," Severus demanded. "Who is this?" He had a bad feeling.

Draco started at the mention of his companion. "Oh, forgive my lack of manners. Dahlia, this is my godfather and his wife, Severus and Hermione Snape. Severus and Hermione, meet Dahlia Malfoy."

A/N: Hope all is well! :)

1 more chapter and epilogue to come