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What Happens Now?	By : astartelydianna Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 16016 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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What Happens Now?

Chapter Ten

Hermione glanced in the mirror one last time, finally satisfied that her hair was in fact under control and her make-up was as good as it was going to get she exited the bathroom.

“Oh finally.” Severus muttered. “Are you quite finished or would you like to arrive at the wedding after the bride?” It was only after he spoke that he actually looked up to see Hermione’s handiwork. Clearly her time had been well spent...

“Oh stop over-reacting the wedding doesn’t start for nearly an hour and it’s only outside.” Hermione retorted, brushing straight past him to the door. “Coming?” She turned back to her grumpy husband still sat where she had left him.

“So now you’re in a hurry?” he asked, raising an eyebrow and standing. “Make me wait while you spend all morning getting ready and after two seconds of waiting for me to finish my thought you feel the need to complain?”

“Well...” Hermione bit her lip as his eyes bore down at her. She felt a little bad when he said it like that.

“That thought could have been very important.” He said, opening the door and gesturing her to lead the way.

“I’m sure you’ll have plenty of time to think after the wedding, all summer in fact.” Hermione reminded him, as they walked swiftly down the hallways.

“Not with you interrupting my thoughts all summer I won’t.” He smirked, stepping outside.

“You should wear colour more often.” Hermione commented, eying the dark green waistcoat under his black jacket. “Much better than black, black and more black.” She didn’t tell him that with his hair freshly washed and brushed black out of his face he actually looked almost handsome...in the older rugged kind of way, but then again that isn’t something she would dare tell him.

Severus said nothing. He didn’t tell her that seeing her in her deep green dress that hung loosely over her rounded stomach and low enough for him to get a rather nice view of her now plentiful breasts was very alluring. He didn’t tell her that her hair and make-up made her look like a beautiful young woman, all traces of girl gone from her now, and he certainly didn’t tell her that she took his breath away the minute she walked out of that bathroom. He now had to come to terms with the fact that he was attracted to his wife.

“Hermione!” George called to her from where he stood near the tent entrance. “You’ve crossed over! He’s finally done it and turned you into a Slytherin!”

“Oh George be quite!” Hermione chided. “It’s just a dress.”

“And it looks lovely on you,” he told her; he nodded to her husband standing awkwardly next to her. “Afternoon Professor.”

“Good afternoon Mr Weasley.” He replied.

“Harry and Ron told me to wait for you ‘Mione so I could bring you to say hello before the bride gets here.” George told them.

“I shall take a seat and wait for you.” Severus said, ducking into the tent. Hermione followed George around the outside of the tent to the back. Inside a much smaller tent behind the main one they found Ron stood with his parents, Bill and Harry.

“’Mione!” Harry and Ron greeted at the same time.

“Hi boys.” Hermione replied. “Nervous yet Ron?”

“Bloody right I am!” he replied.

“Well, good luck dear, we’ll see you afterwards.” Molly said, hugging him tightly.

“Good luck son.” Arthur nodded, patting him firmly on the shoulder, before they both left the tent.

“Don’t worry about anything little brother, it can’t end any worse than mine can it?” Bill grinned, following his parents out.

“Great...’cause that’s not tempting fate.” Ron said nervously. “Harry, Hermione; how on earth did you guys do this?”

“Marrying Ginny was easy, I was a little bit nervous but...I chose Ginny as my wife so it’s a bit different for me.” Harry replied.

“Hermione?” Ron asked. “How did you make yourself stay so calm when you married Snape?”

“Actually...I think I was still in shock when we got married since we just decided to get it over with straight away.” Hermione replied carefully. “But Ron, Luna is a good match for you. You’re friends and she’s a lovely person. She’ll love you Ron, she really will.”

“I really didn’t plan on getting married at nineteen you know, and babies certainly weren’t high on the priority list.” He said, he turned to Hermione, his eyes lowering to her rounded baby bump. “I always thought if I was going to get married it would be to you Hermione.”

“Oh Ron,” Hermione breathed, hugging him tightly, burying her face in his neck. “I know. But perhaps...perhaps the ministry wasn’t completely wrong to decline our match. I’m not convinced we would have lasted, we don’t have enough in common.”

“Hermione how can you say that?” he asked, “After everything we’ve been through...I still love you.” Hermione felt tears start to prickle her eyes and held onto them as fiercely as she could.

“Ron,” she told him firmly, stepping back slightly and taking his hands. “There will always be a special place in my heart with your name on it but I am married now and you are about to be. You are about to marry a wonderful girl; a beautiful brave girl who can make you happy if you let her. We have to let go of what we had, remember the good times and let it go.”

“What about you Hermione? Are you happy?” he asked, not looking at her.

“Yes Ron, I think I am, or at least I think I will be in time.” She replied. “I don’t love Severus, but we get along and that is enough for now.”

“Ron, it’s time.” Harry said quietly interrupting their moment. “Hermione, I’m sorry you’ve got to go take a seat.”

“It’s ok.” Hermione nodded. “You’ll be fine Ron.”

“’Mione,” Ron stopped her from leaving, catching her arm and pulling her to him. Before she could blink his lips were on hers and she was kissing him back. She pulled away quickly, blushing furiously. How could she have let that happen? “Goodbye.”

“Bye Ron.” Hermione whispered. “I’ll see you after the wedding.”

Hermione quietly took a seat next to Severus, guilt churned in her stomach. Why on earth had she let him do that? More importantly why had she kissed him back? She told herself not to be stupid, that a kiss goodbye to end their relationship properly after the ministry had effectively ended it for them was not such a crime but then why did she feel so guilty about it.

She sat silently and watched as Luna walked in with her father, she looked beautiful. Ginny followed with Teddy and Lavender, Hermione had been asked but she didn’t feel comfortable in the spotlight with her now large stomach. Hermione was now nineteen weeks pregnant and found it hard to believe that she would get bigger.

Ginny however had no concerns about the spotlight, even though at fifteen weeks she was easily as big as Hermione she was certainly not shy. Molly had told Ginny that she looked like she was having twins when she appeared to have a distinctive bump at only eleven weeks, it turned out that she was right when the twelve week scan revealed that Ginny was indeed having twins. Ginny was thrilled and although slightly nervous about the double arrival Harry was also excited.

After the ceremony the chairs were rearranged in the tent with tables and food was served, music played and couples and children got up to dance.

“Do you mind if I borrow Hermione Professor?” George asked, offering Hermione his hand.

“By all means, as long as she returns in one piece.” Severus replied. So Hermione was reluctantly dragged onto the dance floor to dance.

“Careful George!” Hermione warned. “I warn you, it’ll be like you’re steering a boat.”

“Nah, not a boat Granger Snape.” He grinned. “Maybe a small car...”

“George that’s no way to treat a lady!” a voice called, and Hermione found herself tugged from one Weasley’s arms and into another. “Afternoon Hermione, you look lovely today.”

“Why thank you Charlie.” Hermione laughed, “Thanks for rescuing me from your brother. He’s more hyperactive than usual.”

“Haven’t you heard?” Charlie asked. “Angelina is pregnant; he’s wetting the baby’s head.”

“Ah, of course.” Hermione laughed. “Goodness there’s going to be a whole new wave of Weasleys. Ginny and Harry’s twins, Angelina’s and Fleur’s babies too...everyone is growing up.”

“Save me.” Charlie grinned wickedly.

“Can I cut in?” they turned to see Harry who took Hermione’s hands and left Charlie to dance with his sister. “Are you alright Hermione?”

“I’m fine.” Hermione nodded. “Really, it was hard for a moment but I’m happy for them both and I’m happy.”

“I’m glad.” Harry said, “You look really beautiful tonight ‘Mione. I just thought you should know.”

“Thanks Harry, you know you’re the third person to tell me I look nice today?” she smiled. “I’m beginning to think I normally look awful!”

“I trust none of those was your husband?” Harry asked.

“Don’t be silly Harry.” Hermione laughed. “I don’t mind though, he’s been nicer to me than I expected so I’m grateful for that.”

“May I?” Hermione jumped as she heard none other than the man himself interrupt them.

“Of course Professor.” Harry nodded, “I’d best go rescue my own wife about now anyway...I think George was dancing with her last.”

Hermione felt herself flush as Severus took her hands and began to move her on the dance floor. To start with their movements were awkward and hesitant but after a while they both relaxed a little.

“Are you doing alright with this?” he asked, “Today I mean, the wedding.”

“Of course.” Hermione nodded.

“You’re lying.” He told her.

“I’m not lying, I’m fine really.” She replied, glancing up at his face. “It’s just weird that everyone is getting married and starting a family I guess.”

“And I suppose the fact that you have feelings for Mr Weasley has nothing to do with your complacency?” he asked, his brow arching as if daring her to lie. Hermione sighed in defeat.

“It isn’t just that.” She replied defensively. “I mean, that is a bit strange but...”

“You thought that you would all be having dream weddings to soul mates and living happy ever after like Mr Potter and Miss Weasley?” he asked.

“Well, you don’t have to say it like that but I suppose.” Hermione agreed. “I’m not going to lie, this isn’t what I expected and it certainly isn’t what I planned but I still stand by what I said before, I could have done a lot worse.”

“For what it is worth, so could I.” He said, it was the first time that he had said as much and it surprised Hermione. “Hermione could you picture me being tied to someone like Miss Lovegood or Miss Brown over there? In fact can you think or any other witch who could put up with me?”

“Well, when you put it like that...” she laughed. “But we are in agreement that there is the same shortage of wizards who would be able to put up with me.”

“I’m not so sure.” He commented. “I think the remaining Weasley would certainly have an eye for you if you were not already taken.”

“Charlie? Are you kidding?” Hermione grinned. “He is refusing to come back to the country to avoid getting married! Not to mention the fact that it is generally considered a bad move to date your brother’s ex.”

“Of course.” He agreed. Hermione found that she actually felt more comfortable dancing with him than she thought she would and he had definitely relaxed since they started, he had been rigid and uncomfortable before but now held her comfortably to him as they moved around the dance floor. She noticed his eyes drifting to her stomach and smiled to herself.

“Are you proud of that?” she smirked.

“W-what?” he asked, snapping his eyes back to hers.

“How massive you made my stomach.” She grinned.

“That’s not what I...I just, I never thought I would have this.” He told her, he’d never admit that he was mostly staring down her dress rather than at her stomach.

“Well now you do.” Hermione said firmly. “Just remember how pleased you are now when you’re getting mad at a screaming baby.”

Author's Note: I know that there are errors in my work, but I'm not an English major nor have I taken classes in writing or anything like that and I left school eight years ago so my brain is rusty! There will also be a few differences between English and American spellings and grammar etc. I'm sure and also I have baby brain lol! After two children I think my brain has turned to mush! I'm trying to upload everything as fast as I can but with two little ones at home and work it's a mission! I'm so grateful to everyone who has reviewed and I really hope you all continue to enjoy the story.
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