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Chapter 2

Hermione was convinced that Ron would never show. It had been almost two weeks before he finally came by, but it was only because Bill and Fleur were in town and going to stop by. She knew it wasn't because he was mad about her saying no. He had told Ginny, who of course told her, that he had asked only because he felt like that was what everyone thought he should do and expected of him, but that it didn't mean he was okay with Hermione running off to Snape now that he had come out of hiding.

"What do you mean, you saved him?" Ron tried but could not hold back his anger.

"That night, I wasn't going back for a vial that I had dropped. I went back to get him to safety and to where he could be bandaged and taken care of until I could see to it personally." Hermione went on to tell him of Ginny's help, the time turner, and that Bill and Fleur had allowed her and Severus to us the cottage as their home.

"So not only did you later kiss me after kissing that greasy git, but you even had my family helping you!" Ron looked from Hermione, to Ginny, Bill, Fleur, and then landed on Harry. "Please, mate, tell me you didn't know!" He seemed to calm some when Harry informed him that he had no idea.

"Ronald, you will not refer to Severus as a greasy git!" She couldn't understand why he cared. He was with a girl he'd met at a Quidditch match. They had loads more in common then she ever had with him. She couldn't understand why he was getting so mad about it.

"I'll call him whatever I damn well please!" Ron shot back. "If it weren't for him, things probably would have gone the way I- we wanted back than." Apparently he wasn't as over her as she had thought.

"What about Melissa? If things had gone how you thought back then you wouldn't be with her." Hermione rose to pace, she had caught a glimpse of Severus's face at Ron's accusations. She realized that she was going to have to pick and damn it, she didn't want to! "Ronald, you need to realize that I didn't become his girlfriend that night. Severus and I had been lovers for the majority of our sixth year." She said, pointing between the two of them. "So no, it's not his fault you didn't get what you wanted!"

"You know Weasley, I had only ever referred to you as a dunderhead purely because I didn't like you. Now I realize, you truly are one." Severus said, not hiding the distain that dripped from each word. "You do not want to pull your wand on me, boy. It will be the last thing you do for a very long while."

"Damn it. Knock it off, both of you!" Hermione yelled. "Ronald, you're being a spoiled brat who didn't get the toy he wanted." She turned on Severus, "And just because you are use to being a snarky prat towards my friends doesn't mean I'm going to stand for it. Whether we are dating or not!" With that she stormed out of the house.

Severus went to follow her but the icy stare from Ginny held him in place. "Ugh, boys are so stupid!" She said before walking by Ron, smacking the back of his head and than turned to Severus, "You're lucky one of my boys will be named after you, old man." With that she went after Hermione.

Severus wasn't furious but he was beyond irritated with Ron. He wanted to punch him. He knew Hermione realized she would have to choose between them when she had looked at him after getting off the couch. Not my bloody fault the dunderhead insulted me. If he kept is bloody mouth shut, I wouldn't give two shits about it, he thought. He wanted to throw them all out but knew that would only upset Hermione more.

"Professor, I apologize for Ginny and Ron." Harry said. He was trying to make some peace for Severus. He too saw the moment Hermione realized she'd have to choose.

"Don't apologize for me, mate." Ron said. "I stand by what I said about the greasy git. And to be honest, if she brings him to the wedding, I'm out."

"Seems your choice for a Best Man wasn't so great, Potter."

"I have to agree with you, Snape. Ron if you want to be a wanker go right ahead. That'll last until I tell Mum." He said before turning to Severus, knowing that Ron would take that point to disapparate. "I do apologize for Ginny, though. She helped Hermione sneak in and out of the dorms. She also helped her ask for help from Bill and Fleur. She knows how much you mean to Hermione."

"I understand, Potter." Severus said. Just then something Ginny said registered in is brain. "Potter, you don't have children." Just then Bill's head popped up, realizing the truth is Severus's statement.

"Surprise. Ginny's pregnant with twins." Harry said somewhat sheepishly. They were not set to marry until next weekend, but that hadn't stopped the couple from celebrating early. "We were going to tell everyone tonight at dinner." He said as he looked at Bill, asking without asking that he keep it to himself.

"Sorry Potter I didn-" Severus stopped mid-sentence when the women return to the house.

"I'm sorry everyone. I guess I'm just a little more stressed about work and everything else in general, than I had originally thought." Hermione said. She forced a smile to try to reassure everyone. "But you all have a dinner to get to and I need to get started on ours." With that she dismissed everyone.

They quickly said their goodbyes. Everyone hugging Hermione and shook Severus's hand. Severus nodded at the congratulations he received for returning as the Potions Master. He in turn, congratulated Ginny and Harry with a somewhat passive Hermione.

He had a strangle feeling that the night was going to be a long one. As he turned to go to the kitchen to start on dinner Hermione stopped him. "I'll cook tonight. I'm too worked up to just sit and do nothing." She said, than she turned for the kitchen. "Oh and make sure you have a weeks worth of clothes packed. We'll be heading to the Weasley's house in the next couple of days. Whether you or Ron likes it or not, you ARE going." With that she dismissed him, as she got busy rummaging through the icebox to find something for dinner.