A/N:Who wants some angst? My brain obviously. ENJOY! *laughs evily* Disclaimer: NOT MINE….

"Why didn't you tell me? I could've been there or something! What gave you the authority to make this decision alone?" Severus Snape had a throbbing headache and his ears were ringing. His temperature was steadily rising. "Don't you think I might've liked to know?"

Tears were streaming down Hermione's face and her hands were shaking wildly. "I didn't think you would care!" She sobbed and hiccupped between words. "You never cared before! What changed?"

"I don't kno-"

"What changed? Dammit! You never loved me Severus Snape. You have always been a cold hearted bastard!"

"Hermi-"

"NO!" She roared. "You have no right to call me that. Not anymore! I was never going to be enough. It was always Lily, wasn't it? Your patronus never changed! You never loved me like you loved her. I was only a filler, wasn't I? Something to meet your pathetic little needs. Severus Snape, I am done being your filthy slut. I thought I was worth something to you."

"You a-"

"Shut up! Now! I'm not done. You played me. You think you had a right to know? Let me tell you one thing, Snape. You had, have no right to me. This is my body, not yours. You never asked for that. We have been together for how long now? Seven years? And not one bloody proposal. I was just your fuck buddy wasn't I? Just some witch you could call up whenever. No. It was worse than that!" She screamed at him through her sobbing. "I loved you! I wanted to be with you!"

"Please. Just let me explain." Severus had tears running freely from his obsidian eyes. "I do love you. I swear it on my life."

"You lying bastard."

"Let me speak." The man was pleading with her desperately. She knew that he would never stoop this low unless he was serious. She turned her gaze toward the ground. "I want to spend my life with you. The whole thing. Hermione Granger, you are not some quick shag in a dark alley. You are the woman I put on the throne above me." She snorted in disbelief. "Hermione, I wanted to ask you to marry me. Every time I went to do it, a younger wizard was trying to court you. You deserved better than an ex-deatheater who was always a right git to you."

"I didn't want a younger wizard. I wanted you! How hard is it for you to grasp that?" The shards of broken glass around the room and the flickering lights enforced the melancholy atmosphere.

"If you wanted me so badly, then why rid yourself of my child?" He snarled at the sniveling woman. "If you wanted me, why choose to destroy my flesh and blood without letting me know that you were even carrying my son or daughter? How the fuck does that translate into you loving me?" His tears were hot, streaming down his flushed face. The salty taste penetrating his mouth.

"I didn't."

"You what?" His mouth formed a large 'O'.

"I didn't get rid of your flesh and blood, Severus. I love them too much. I could nev…" She trailed off still trying to regain control of her breathing.

"I'm sorry. I.. I am in the wrong Hermione. I should never have accused you of doing something so vile. F- forgive me. Please. I can't live without you." He crossed the room slowly, using his wand to repair the glass she had broken earlier. He sat down beside her and soon a sobbing mess flew into his arms.

"I love you, Severus. Do your damndest not to forget that. I love you. And your children." She had turned so that her back was against his broad chest and grabbed his two hands to rest them on her slightly protruding belly. "Meet your sons, Severus."

"M- my sons. My god! We're having babies. I'm going to be a father! Hermione, thank you for this. I love you. My god! How I love you!" He kissed her soundly on the lips and the once angry and anguished tears had turned into tears of happiness.

He took his wand from the table and whispered two words into the air. A silvery mist burst out of the tip of his wand. Hermione closed her eyes tightly. She didn't want to see the one thing that mocked her existence. Severus placed his head beside hers. "Look at it, Hermione. Please." Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and came face to face not with the famous doe, but with a bubbly happy otter. "It changed the first day, I knew I was in love with you." His hands returned to the sides of her belly. "I would be honored if you would chose to become Mrs. Snape." He kissed away her tears and placed one more kiss to the top of her forehead. "I love you so very much."

"Severus Snape, there is nothing more fulfilling in this world other than raising our children together than marrying you. You are a snarky right git but I love you and our boys."

He smiled, a beautiful but unpracticed thing. They sat content in each other's arms for what felt like hours.