Predicting the Future
Hermione was petrified at the thought of becoming a mother at nineteen.
Severus knew she was worried and tried to calm her.
"I thought you would be against the idea." Hermione mentioned.
"I talked myself around."
"How?"
Severus answered with a question of his own. "What is your biggest fear? That we'll be bad parents?"
"That's one…"
"I'm sure the children will love walking all over you and will cry when I tell them to behave. But don't worry – after a few hugs and lollies from you, they'll be back to their normal disobedient selves." Severus drawled seriously.
Hermione laughed.