Hermione was back at Hogwarts brewing a strong healing potion in the dungeons. She was so deeply focused on her potion that she didn't see the dark, brooding wizard staring at her from his desk. Severus Snape watched closely as his student started chopping the ingredients on the table. His lips were etched into a dark grimace. His student was not cutting the ingredients correctly. In fact, they were being cut way too big for the potion to work correctly. He stood up from his desk and quickly strode over to his student. He stood behind her without so much as her even noticing he left his desk. He breathed quietly in her ear, "Ms. Granger, are you incapable of following simple steps?"

She gasped quite loudly. She was startled by her professor being so close to her. His body was pressed into her back and his pale white hands were gripping her own. "S-sir what do you mean?" Her voice was quivering. His closeness unnerved her.

His voice continued on speaking in his slow and careful tone, "You did not cut the dragon liver correctly. If you have continued, the potion would not have turned red and would have failed to heal anyone. Now Ms. Granger, what are we going to do to fix this grave mistake?" His tone turned dark and sinister.

Hermione looked down at the table and saw that indeed the liver was cut into thirds and not fourths like the directions had said. "I am sorry, sir. I should have checked the potions text, but I thought I remembered." She started to feel even more nervous than before. Her professor continued to press into her back and was not leaving her side. "Sir, what do you intend for me to do?"

Severus felt his cock jump with excitement at the thoughts that crossed his mind. He finally released her hands and stepped away from the table. "Oh, you will be sorry, Ms. Granger. Very sorry indeed." He walked to the front of her table and stared down at his student waiting for her to respond.

She looked up from her table and her brown eyes met his dark ones. She realized she was alone with the Potion's master. She swallowed thickly and said, "I can scrub your cauldrons for you, or I can sort your storeroom. Please sir?" Her tone was nearly begging for release. She was terrified of what this man was about to have her do.

His eyes raked down her form lust shining in his eyes. "Come to my desk, Ms. Granger." He turned and walked back to his desk. He took a seat in his leather armchair and waited for the young witch to approach him. Hermione hesitantly approached the dark wizard. Her legs refused to move any faster and her hands began to shake. He glared at her. His patience was wearing thin. "Hurry up you silly girl."

She quickly advanced forward and reached his desk. Her brown eyes bored into the papers that were scattered across his desk. She was too scared to look into his eyes. "Please sir, I don't know what you want me to do. It was an accident." Her voice came out in a whisper and tears pricked the corner of her eyes.

Snape's slow and deep drawl filled the classroom walls. "I want you to strip for me, Ms. Granger." His dark and predatory eyes stared at her with glee. "Tick tock, Ms. Granger. It is getting late, and curfew will begin here soon enough."

Her eyes snapped to his and her mouth opened in shock. "Sir, you can't!" She was horrified by his request. "This is wrong!" She tried to walk away from his desk, but Severus's hand reached out and grabbed her arm aggressively.

"I will not ask you again. Take off your clothes," he demanded.

Hermione took off her black robes with shaking hands. Beneath the robes was her white collared shirt, Gryffindor tie, and her gray school skirt. She took a shuddering breath and the tears that pricked her eyes earlier were now falling freely down her face. Her shaky hands struggled to undo the buttons on her shirt. Snape reached out with both hands and pulled her shirt open. The white buttons broke free from the shirt and went flying in all directions. Beneath her white shirt was a black lacy bra. Hermione let out a small gasp. She was startled by his actions.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" His eyes leered at her bra that incased her luscious breast. With a silent incantation the bra disappeared releasing the young Gryffindor's chest.

Her arms quickly reached up and covered her breasts. Her cheeks reddened in mortification. She again tried to step back but he wouldn't let her leave. The tears in her eyes began to fall even quicker. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. As she stared at the wizard in mortification her mind reminded her of her wants. She dreamed of her professor multiple times. She imagined him taking her on his desk, worshiping her luscious legs, and murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. As she stared at the wizard, she felt wetness pool in her center. She slowly removed the rest of her ruined shirt. All that was left was her skirt and her matching lacy panties beneath. "S-Sir won't you remove any of your clothing?" she asked boldly.

He smirked at her and said, "In time, Ms. Granger. I see that you have warmed up this idea. Are you ready to remove the rest of your clothing or do I need to help you again?" His black eyes left her face and stared longingly at her luscious breasts. Her breasts were perfect. They were perky with small pink nipples. He longed to suck them and taste them. He slowly reached out and cupped her warm breast in his white hand. He rubbed her nipple with his thumb. "Your breasts are lovely, Ms. Granger. Who knew you were hiding all of this below your robes?"

Hermione gasped in pleasure. She loved the feeling of his hands. They were so soft and warm. She wanted more from him and without thinking she gasped aloud, "More, please." Her chocolate brown eyes met his dark ones, and she moved her head forward to kiss his pink lips.

Before she can reach his lips, she awoke by her daughter pulling on her arm. The bedroom was filled with Sabrina's loud voice calling out, "Mommy wake up! Daddy is here!"

Hermione groaned by her child's loud voice. She looked over at the bedside table and saw that the clock struck 9:00 o'clock. She normally would be awake an hour ago. She slowly climbed out of bed and grabbed her robe. "I'm sorry, sweetie. Mommy was sleeping so long this morning. What were you saying?"

"Daddy is here! Hurry up he's at the door!" Sabrina replied with a big silly grin on her face. She grabbed her mother's hand and pulled her out of the bedroom door.

Hermione begrudgingly followed her child down the stairs and to the front door. She wasn't ready to face him. Her mind was still replaying the dream she just had. She wanted Severus even more. She saw him smiling at her through the glass of the door. She pulled the door open and smiled at him warmly. "Good morning, Pro- I mean Severus." Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment. After the dream she had she was having a hard time viewing Severus as a friend and not her professor. She stepped away from the door and let him come inside. She was hoping that he wouldn't read her mind. She remembered that he was a master at legilimency. She would be horrified if he read her thoughts.

Severus walked inside Hermione's home and shut the door behind him. He turned to her and replied, "Good morning, Hermione. How are you this morning?" He stared at her and was shocked to see that she had a robe on, and her hair was in all different directions. That didn't make her any less attractive to him. "Did you just wake up?"

Sabrina chimed in, "Good morning, Daddy! I woke up Mommy this morning when I saw you at the door. I helped." She beamed up at her daddy and squeezed him tightly to her.

The three of them walked into the kitchen. Hermione was about to start cooking breakfast, but Severus said, "Hermione, I can watch Sabrina and cook breakfast for us, and you can go get ready for the day." He smiled at her kindly.

"Are you sure, Severus? You don't have to do all that," Hermione replied. "I can always get dressed later."

"I want to. It is my job to take care of my two girls you know," he said coyly.

She turned pink by his words. My girls! She was over the moon by his words. "Thank you, Severus!" She quickly raced back up the steps to get ready for the day.

Severus turned to Sabrina and said, "So what should we make mommy for breakfast this morning?" He opened the fridge door and saw bacon and eggs. He grabbed them from the fridge and turned to his young daughter. "Do you think your mommy would like this for breakfast?"

Sabrina nodded and said, "Yes! Mommy loves bacon and eggs. You should also make her coffee!" She bounced away from her father and to the table. She took a seat and watched him closely as he began cooking up the food.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the master bedroom, Hermione was looking through her closet for the outfit she was going to wear for the day. Her eyes caught her old Gryffindor uniform and her mind tormented her with the images of her naughty dream. She shook her head and instead grabbed a black warm jumper and a pair of denim jeans. She left her closet and grabbed a set of undergarments. She made her way to the shower and began her morning routine. She meticulously washed her hair making sure every strand was perfect. After her hair was rinsed from the shampoo, she began to wash her body with the lavender scented soap. As she washed her breasts her mind remembered the way Severus's hands felt in her dream. She wanted to feel his warm and soft hands again. She sighed in thought and continued washing her body making sure every part was covered in lavender. Once she was all clean, she turned off the shower and wrapped herself in her white cotton towel. She stepped out of the shower and on to the warm bath rug beneath. Normally she would spend the time to dry herself slowly with the towel, but because Severus was here and waiting for her, she quickly grabbed her wand off the porcelain sink and dried her body off with a quick wave of the wand. She removed her towel and hanged it on the hook to dry. She opened the drawer beneath the sink and took out her sleek easy hair cream. She pumped a few squirts into her hand and began to rub it into her hair. With a help of her wand, she was done in no time. Her once bushy hair was now framed with beautiful soft curls. She quickly dressed herself and with a quick look in the mirror and a satisfied smirk she left the bathroom in search of her newfound family.

Severus just finished making scrambled eggs and bacon. He set the food on the table and said to Sabrina, "Alright princess let's eat up, okay?"

Sabrina smiled at him and began to pile the eggs and bacon on her plate. She picked up the fork and started eating. "Thank you, Daddy! This is yummy!"

He smiled at Sabrina lovingly and took a seat at the table. He left the coffee pot on for Hermione once she returned to the kitchen. Once he set up his own plate Hermione walked into the kitchen with a pep in her step.

"Thank you, Severus, for making breakfast for us. I appreciate the effort you put into this." Hermione shyly kissed his cheek.

Before Severus could respond to the rare form of affection he just received, there was an incessant rapping at the window in the living room. "Here, you sit and eat, Hermione. I'll go see what is making such a racket." He stood up from the table and approached the noise that continued to tap away at the window. When he finally reached the window, he saw a Eurasian scops owl waiting for him with a letter in its beak. He opened the window and gently took the letter from the owl. The owl hooted at him and flew away from the window. Once the owl was gone, Severus looked down at the envelope and saw that it was addressed to Hermione. He returned to the kitchen and saw Hermione making a cup of coffee. He set down the letter next to her plate and said, "There's a letter addressed to you, Hermione." Severus returned to his seat at the table and continued eating his abandoned eggs.

Hermione finished fixing up her coffee and took a seat across from Severus. She took a sip from the warm steaming mug and picked up the envelope. Her heart clenched at the familiar handwriting that was across the envelope. "Why?" The words came out in a mumbled voice, and she slowly turned the envelope over and opened it. She took out the letter and saw that she was indeed correct. It was from Ginny Weasley. Her face scrunched up with distaste. She didn't know how to feel about this. Part of her was very upset but part of her felt hopeful. She longed to have someone to talk to for years. She ignored me for years and called me a whore. Why bother to send me a letter now? She took a deep and shuddering breath and began to read the letter to herself.

Dear Hermione,

I am writing you this letter to make amends with you. I have made a grave mistake and I realized that when I saw you at the store the other day. I believed Harry and Ron and at the time I was foolish and naïve. I am starting to believe that everything was said was not true. I know it's been years since the last time we spoke, but I would like to meet with you and talk. I understand if you choose not to pursue this, but I was thinking with my upcoming son on the way that he can have a playmate. His name will be James Sirius Potter and I would love for you to be there with me. Will you be available to meet with me tomorrow at a local coffee shop? It's called Green Leaf. I will be there at noon. If you choose to come great. If not, I wish you the best.

From,

Ginny

Hermione felt tears flood her eyes. She folded the letter and set it down on the table. A son? Harry and Ginny are having a boy? As happy as she was for them, she wasn't sure what she should do. They all treated her horribly. She picked up her fork and began to stab at her eggs aggressively.

"What's wrong, Hermione?" Severus asked. "What did the letter say?"

Hermione looked up from her plate and gave Severus a watery smile. "It was a proposition from Ginny Weasley. She wants me to meet her tomorrow to talk and possibly make amends."

Sabrina, mid chewing on her bacon, said, "Who's Ginny?"

"Are you going to talk to her?" Severus asked.

"I don't know, Severus. After everything they put me through it hurts, but it would be nice to have more friends and Sabrina can have a future play date. They are having a son," she whispered the last few words. Her heart clenched. She wanted to be there for them, but it was difficult to get past the hurt they caused her over the years.

"Great, another Potter," Severus replied with a roll of his eyes. "Just what the world needs."

After no one responded to Sabrina's question she exclaimed loudly across the table, "Who is Ginny?"

"She was a friend of mine, Sabrina," Hermione said to her daughter. "We went to school together."

"If you choose to make amends with Ms. Weasley, do you believe Potter will also be willing to make amends with you?" Severus asked nonchalantly.

"I don't know, Severus. That would be a lot to forgive and forget. I'm still very hurt by their actions. At this point it seems like just Ginny is reaching out. I could possibly forgive Ginny, but Harry and Ron that is something completely different," she replied with a sad look.

"I can see Hermione that you want them all to be your friend again. I can see it written all over your face. If you go down this road, I hope it works out for you and you don't get hurt again," Severus cautioned. "I care about you Hermione and I don't want to see you get your hopes up just for it to be crushed again.

"I understand Severus. They were my best friends. Seven years of friendship is hard to forget. We did so much together and going through a bloody war a lot has happened. We leaned on each other and without them I don't know where I would be." Hermione longed to have her friends again. She didn't realize how much she missed them. "They were my brothers."

"You give them far too much credit, Hermione. You would be just as strong if they weren't around. What are they going to name their son?" He put down his fork and leaned back in his chair watching Hermione silently. "You should eat your food, Hermione. It's getting cold."

She ate a forkful of eggs and a bite of her bacon. She swallowed the food and responded with a grimace on her face, "They are going to name him James Sirius Potter."

"Not surprised," Severus grumbled in response. As much as the name angered him it was an unborn child. The three of them continued to sit in silence finishing up the delicious breakfast that Severus made for them.