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*Snape's POV*

My mind can only process the shock of what I'm hearing. Promfrey gives Hermione a shot then leaves the room. My eyes stare at her in confusion. This wasn't supposed to happen. Finally, Hermione starts to relax put I'm still stiff with tension.

"Severus, are you not satisfied with what you are hearing," Albus states. I'm unable to answer, for the question is loaded. He lays a hand on my arm and sighs. "You will be a great father, but I worry slightly about Ms. Granger. Being that she isn't fully human, I fear that the child with also be half breed.

"What do you mean she isn't fully human? What else is she?"

"Sirians are a breed of demon. Not human."

"So she's giving birth to a half demon?"

"Hopefully."

"What are you talking about?"

"Long ago there was no word of a Sirian being born; they were made, so there is no saying how this child will come out. Victoria is still out there and the minister of magic is dead. I have a lot of business to tend to. I'll see you soon Severus." With one more glance at Hermione, he leaves the room. I grab her hand and hold it as if it's the only way I will survive.

"How did this happen. Children weren't supposed to be brought into any of this hell" She groans and rolls over to me. Slowly, she opens her eyes and looks around. She shots out of the bed and begins levitating.

"Where am I!" I walk calmly to her side and grab her hand, guiding her to the ground.

"Please relax."

"Where's Victoria?"

"I don't know. Get back into the bed Hermione," I sigh."

"I need to get back to her..."

"The hell you do!" I yell. "You aren't going anywhere with her. She's just using you."

"No she isn't. She wants to help."

"Hermione, what on earth makes you think that woman wants to help you?"

"She's muggle born to Severus. She knows how it feels to be looked at like a freak and have to pay for it"

"You can't stop that," I press," There will ALWAYS be someone who hates muggle borns."

"Not if we kill them all," she mumbles under her breath.

I grab her arms with brute force. "If you kill them all then you'll make everyone else hate you and this time they will actually have a reason. You will just be another Voldemort, killing the people you don't like." She looks into my eyes and I into hers. They are searing red but I can see some understanding. I can see my Hermione and not the demon consuming her. My heart races and I connect our lips. The passion consumes us and we fall onto the infirmary bed.

The kiss is interrupted when she grabs her stomach in pain. I stand back up and attempt to comfort her. I almost forgot about the baby.

"What's wrong with me? It won't stop."

I can't say anything. I'm not sure how she will feel about it being that I'm not too enthusiastic myself. I wasn't aiming for any children. "Dumbledore said that you used up too much dark magic and now it's taking a toll on you."

"But it doesn't feel like that." She waves her hand and shadows in the corners of the room float into the air and dance around us. I can feel a gloomy feeling entering my body the more they circle.

"Ah!" says Pomfrey walking back into the room. "I see you're awake..." She stops walking at the sight of the shadows. "What the...?"

"Sorry," Hermione says. With another wave of her hand, the shadows return to their designated corners. She cringes in pain again and the confused nurse approaches us. She pulls up Hermione's shirt and begins messaging her stomach. "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to see where it may be."

"I can show you where it is. The pain is only occasionally in a different spot."

"I understand that, but this pregnancy is unlike most others I've..."

"Excuse me? Pregnancy? I'm not pregnant."

Pomfrey looks at me with surprise. "I thought you would've told her."

"Told me what?"

"You're pregnant Ms. Granger."

"No. You mean, a person is inside of me right now!"

"Well a baby, yes." Hermione's eyes lose focus and she passes out again. "Oh dear."

"Hermione," I whisper in her ear, rubbing her arm. "Wake up. Hermione." Her eyes open and she looks at me, surprisingly, with a smile.

"We're having a baby." I nod and look out of the window. "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?"

"O-oh of course I am. But aren't you a little unsure about all of this. Don't you think the time period isn't right for a child right about now?"

"The time isn't perfect, but there isn't anything we can do about that."

"We can use a spell to delay the birth."

"No, I'm not doing it. We don't know how it will affect the development of the baby. I refuse to use any magic on our child." I nod again, but still I don't look her in the eyes.

"You really want this?"

"Of course I do. Don't you?"

'No is what I want to say. I'm not fit to be a father, I'm not ready for a child... With a teenager. This can't be right.'

"Yes I want this and most of all I want you to be happy."

"I will always be happy with you." A large explosion is heard outside and the dark sky is light up. We both stand up, about to make our way to the door. Albus stops us upon exiting.

"Peace. They are only fireworks. It is New Years. Despite this unlucky turn of events, I could not deny the students an opportunity to celebrate the upcoming of a new year. Not to mention they need some distraction from everything that's happened.

"Wow, It's a new year already." Hermione sighs. I nod in agreement.

"Time flies."

"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione calls, "what happened to Victoria?"

"We don't know. When the Auras got to the ministry of magic she was gone. There has been any activity since." The explosions continue as Hermione goes into deep thought.

"I'm very sorry Professor Dumbledore. I know I've gotten myself into some deep trouble."

"No need to worry Ms. Granger. The order has you covered. But you will be put through some special sessions for that black magic you possess." Harry walks in to the room after softly knocking on the door.

"Hi, I just came to see if she's OK." He explains.

Madam Pomfrey nods. "But you all better be out of here in an hour. The girl needs another dose of medicine then she'll be out cold."'

"Yes ma'am."

"Happy New Year Mr. Potter," Dumbledore says. With that, the two elders exit.

"Happy New Year Hermione."

"I'm pregnant." Harry and I stare at her in shock.

"What?"

"I'm sorry," she apologizes, looking at me. "I can't keep anything from harry even if I strap my mouth shut."

"You're pregnant. With an actual baby?"

Hermione grabs her stomach and groans in pain. "Y-yeah," she struggles.

"By Snape?"

"Mhm."

"So you and him actually... GROSS!"

"S-Shut up Har-ry" She gasps in between breaths.

"Are you OK."

"I'm as OK as I'll ever be."

"That's a lie."

She rolls her eyes. "Harry I want you to be the god father."

His eyes widen " Wow sure Hermione. How long have you been pregnant," he asks, staring at her stomach. I look as well and my eyes widen when I see what he sees.

"I don't know, but it can't be any more than three days."

"You look 2 or 3 months pregnant." He speaks the full truth. Her stomach has already grown larger. "That can't be right." Hermione lifts her shirt to see her stomach. It's slightly pale and there is a large blue vein running horizontally across it. A small lump appears just above her naval and she grunts once more in agony.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but I don't think a three day old baby in the womb should be able to kick," Harry states.

"Y-yeah. That s-some kick," she gasps. She closes her eyes and her head slumps sideways.

"Hermione!" I shout. I small noise escapes her mouth.

"Calm down Snape. She's just sleeping. She's probably exhausted." He watches me a little then speaks again. "So is this what you wanted?"

"What? Of course not."

"Well next time I bet you'll keep your pants zipped."

"How dare you..."

"Don't give me that. She already has these Sirian problems which are for all we know, causing the baby to grow at an alarming rate. You don't know what this will do to her and you still insisted on taking her innocence."

"I didn't take it, she gave it to me and how dare you imply that I don't care what is happening. Did you not hear me when I said ,'I don't want this.'"

"Well now you have to deal with it because it looks like something she wants."

"That's what scares me."

There is silence for a few minutes. " So, what are you planning to name it whether it's a girl or boy?"

"I don't know." I lay a hand on her stomach and feel the foot pop up again. "But honestly, that's the least of my worries."

LLL- I hope everyone enjoyed.

Hermione- And now it's time to find a name. None of us can think of good name to give the baby. So we're asking you, All of the readers to think of a name and give it to us! In the end we will choose one to give him. ( SPOILER ALERT! It's going to be a boy) In the next chapter, the name will be shown and used throughout the entire story! So just go on facebook to LordLossLove and post a name on the wall with your fanfiction name next to it. Or you can review. Don't forget, be creative. The more creative, the better!

LLL- and if I still can't decide from there. I will have a poll on facebook and fanfiction on what name YOU think I should choose. Because believe it or not these decisions are the hardest part of writing the fanfic. Thanks a million!