Author's Note: There is smut in the later part of this chapter. Don't like, don't read.
Disclaimer: Not J.K. Rowling, therefore I do not own Harry Potter.
The Easter holiday started on the fourteenth of April, and the students would be returning to school the Monday after Easter, the twenty-fourth. Severus and Hermione were staying at Hogwarts during that period. Hermione thought that the castle felt rather empty with everyone away for the holidays, but it allowed her to get to know her Professors better, as well as Sirius, who had come to spend the holidays with his beloved Moony. He was also there to help with the Full Moon that was on the 18th. She was currently sitting in the teacher's lounge, and it almost felt like she was being interrogated by the Professors.
"So how did you, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley become friends?" Professor Sprout asked. "I assume on the Hogwarts Express?"
"No, actually," Hermione said. "At least not Ron and I. Harry was always civil, but we didn't truly become friends until the Halloween Feast."
"Ah yes," Severus said. "When you went looking for the mountain troll."
"Actually I didn't," Hermione said, chuckling at the dumfounded looks on both her husband and Professor McGonagall's faces.
"But, Mrs. Snape," McGonagall started. "You said-"
"I lied," Hermione cut her off, chuckling more as the teachers gasped. "I didn't want the boys getting in trouble for saving my life."
"What's the real story then?" Sirius asked, intrigued, as he had never heard stories of their other adventures very often.
"It was Halloween," Hermione started. "During Charms class. The day we learned Wingardium Leviosa."
Flitwick chuckled.
"I corrected Ron on his pronunciation," she continued. "And when I did, he told me 'you do it then, if you're so clever.' Naturally, I did it on the first try. He wasn't very happy. On the way out of class, he said something along the lines of 'it's a wonder she has any friends.' I ran past him and Ron crying, into that lavatory. I vaguely remember Harry saying 'I think she heard you.' Anyway, I missed the feast that day. It was much later and I heard a sound, and then the door burst open. Harry and Ron were standing there, with the troll. I was too terrified to do much more than scream. So they jumped at it, and Ron managed to knock it out using Wingardium Leviosa correctly. That's when the three of you burst in and demanded to know what had happened."
"That was extraordinarily fast thinking, Mrs. Snape," Dumbledore smiled at her. "And very noble too."
She giggled. "It was nothing. So, that's the story of how we became friends."
She told them many other stories throughout their times at Hogwarts. After a long afternoon and an uneventful dinner, Hermione and Severus retired to their quarters. She watched her husband pull off his robes and he was left in jeans and a form-fitting black T-shirt. The sight made her mouth water. She also divested herself of her robes and walked over to him. She stood in front of him and leaned against his chest. He kissed her forehead, and she lifted her head so she could kiss him softly. She hooked her hands under his shirt and lifted it over his head. He smiled and kissed down her neck before removing her own shirt. They walked into the bedroom. Hermione sat on the bed and allowed her husband to remove her jeans. She sat up and unbuttoned his, letting them fall around his ankles. He shrugged them off and pulled down his boxers, letting them fall to the floor. He draped himself over his wife and kissed softly down her neck. He reached her right nipple and tugged it gently between his teeth, reveling at the feeling of her arching up into him. Their groins brushed together and they both gasped at the feeling.
"Severus," she moaned as he pulled her knickers down her legs and tossed them on the floor.
He let his tongue dip between her folds and tasted her sweet wetness. He thrust his tongue in and out of her as she held his head tightly in place. He flicked her clit with his tongue and she came, crying out his name in pleasure. When she came down from her climax, he kissed her softly and positioned himself at her entrance.
"Wait," she said, and he quickly backed off. "Can we make love without the charm?"
"Are you sure?" he asked her.
"Yes," she said. "I'd love to have a baby, or at least try to get pregnant."
He smiled sweetly at her, and repositioned himself, foregoing muttering the contraceptive charm. He pushed into her slowly and they moaned as one. He thrust into her slowly and carefully, making sure to hit her g-spot with every motion. She writhed in pleasure beneath him, and he could feel himself quickly reaching his climax. He thrusted into her faster and harder, before bringing his thumb down to her clit and flicking it several times. Hermione screamed as she climaxed, bringing Severus along with her. They smiled as they collapsed in a tangle of limbs in the sheets. He pulled the covers over them and pulled Hermione into a tight embrace.
"I can't wait until you're pregnant," he said, kissing her forehead.
"Me either," she replied. "You'll be a wonderful father."
He kissed her forehead again before they fell into a deep slumber.
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next one will include the birth of Victoire Weasley :).