"This should fit if you'd like it, its never been worn" She said "Do you mind?"

He shook his head no, and watched as she carefully dressed his son, cooing to him all the while.

"Thank You" He said, the words were resonant and they both knew... it wasn't just the clothes he was thanking her for.

When he could form words once more, he cleared his throat. "I shall of course pay to replace it"

"You're welcome" She smiled back, but waved off his offer of payment "Someone should use it. No good just sitting in a drawer" and then walked him through the finer points of dressing the boy in the powder blue onesie.

Clean and dressed, she picked him up and expertly cradled him to her chest. The boy began to make the strange noise he heard earlier once more.

"He keeps making that noise" He said worriedly.

"He's got a bit of wind, he could be colicky" She answered, before the boy started making a different noise "But that noise he's making now is because he's grizzling" She said as she supported the boy in her arms, and Severus continued to hover over her.

"Grizzling?" He asked and then blushed fiercely when he noticed his son's movements. "I'm sorry" he said but she waved him off, as his son continued to nuzzle at her breast and she gestured for him to join her on the sofa in the nursery, which he did, gingerly, all too aware of the state of his clothes. His sons hand was flexing against her as he whimpered and nuzzled at her chest.

"Have you fed him at all?" She asked, and there was no accusation or blame in her words. "No...I-I looked, but there was no bottle and I didn't know what to...how to... I was afraid to get it wrong and hurt him or make him sick"

She just nodded and rubbed his arm, "She probably planned on nursing him, its the best for him and the bonus is it costs nothing, which is a plus because at this age pretty much all they do is eat" She joked, and he simply nodded miserably. I cannot even afford to feed myself properly.

After looking at him consideringly for a moment she spoke.

"Severus, may I be candid?" She asked gently, as his son continued to wriggle against her. "Of course" He said as he met her gaze, and saw that she looked almost longingly at the boy in her arms.

"I'm nursing Rose, my hormones are all over the place, and in all honesty holding him like this when I know he's hungry is driving me spare, do you mind If I nurse him?"

She wanted to nurse him? His son? Severus Snape's son? When even his own mother couldn't stand the sight of him?

"Holding him like this and hearing him grizzle, is already making me let down, so do you mind indulging me?"

"N-no, I mean no I don't mind" He managed to get out with some effort. "N-no, I don't mind at ll. T-thank you. I...Do you want me to leave?"

She waved him off as if it was inconsequential and reached into her shirt and -

Fucking Merlin!

He nearly gave himself whiplash, as he turned away so quickly.

"Fucking Hell Granger, warn a bloke" He choked out, too shocked to hold back the Northern accent that the cultured purebloods had taught him to hide. He then instantly regretted using the expletive next to her. It's like my very presence is toxic, I'm sullying her just by being here next to her.

There was a chuckle from beside him. "Don't worry about it Severus, honestly when you're nursing an infant you just stop caring after a while. Pretty sure I had my boob hanging out when I answered the door to the mailman last week."

His eyes flicked back to his son, then to hers, and saw only amusement in her gaze.

When he looked to his son once more and hastily away again, her face softened and she took pity on him. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to see your son nursing, Severus." She said softly. And he simply swallowed and nodded.

Turning to the babe in her arms,she held her breast in her hand, teasing the nipple against the boys mouth, but she needn't have bothered for he was quick to latch on and even quicker to start nursing.

She chuckled softly. "Straight to the point. There we go little man" She whispered as she cradled the child to her breast. "Looks like you were ready for that"

She was rocking him gently and humming softly. A soft fist landed on her breast and she smiled as she looked down upon him. Severus was awestruck as he watched them both. It was ethereal. She was like Madonna with child.

"There you go little man" she spoke again, and a tear fell on the boys hand and Severus looked to see them rolling gently down Hermione's cheek.

He looked at her questioningly. "Sorry...hormones" She offered him with a watery smile, he thought he saw something else in her expression but it was quickly gone.

Then he reached out tentatively and ran a finger over the chubby little fist, only to gasp when the fist suddenly grasped it and held on tightly.

"Look, he knows his daddy" She whispered to him, and once more he was struck dumb by the whole experience.

He watched as she nursed his son tenderly, and in fascination he reached out to stroke the soft cheek with one finger as the boy fed happily. Feeling the motion of his mouth as he fed. The warmth he felt in that moment, feeling the movement of his son as he fed, watching his little lip and eyes and his cute little nose, already showing signs of his family traits, which almost made him want to apologise to the babe. Another thing you've burdened the boy with Severus. After a moment of stroking his sons cheek, he realised just how close he was to certain parts of her anatomy that he really had no business being anywhere near, and when he caught her looking at him with an inquisitive expression, he quickly retracted his hand.

"My apologies-" He began, but she quickly stopped him. "Don't be sorry. I know just how you feel" She said, and her expression showed nothing but honesty. Looking to the overly large cot ,with the sleeping girl in he spoke softly. "Yes, I suppose you do"