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Saved By Grace	By : knappshari Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8880 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter Ten
There he was, down on one knee and a beautiful, delicate ring on hand…and Hermione hated to break his heart. She dreamt nightly that the baby would come out with a head full of cinnamon curls and freckles which would proceed to drive such an irreplaceable wedge between them…until nothing, neither respect, nor friendship, nor love would be able to hold them together. She wanted so much for him to be able to go on with his life and not be burdened with a wife and the child born of vengeance and hate. She knew that his claims to parent this child as his own, regardless of what color the hair or eyes were, but she also knew that he believed whole-heartedly that their…her…child was his.
No use in dragging this situation further. She pulled him to his feet and asked him to sit at a nearby table. "Are you hot, dearest?" Severus made to stand and fetch her a glass of water from their table.
"No, Severus please, I must speak." Her voice broke just slightly enough to fool most people, but not her erstwhile suiter. He rejoined her, this time with hooded eyes.
"What is it Hermione?" he carefully enquired. She reached out for the ring box and opened it, staring down at a ring that she'd have picked for herself, and he did it for her. Slowly she closed the box and slid it back to him."Do you think to make light of my feelings for you? Am I so disgusting that you wouldn't even marry our child's father?"
He'd stood up during his rant, using his size as intimidation. But slumped into a chair when he heard the raw, naked pain she bore. "It's my fault, really. I don't want to ruin your life Severus; by effectively tying your hands by marrying me, what happens when that someone comes along and steals away your heart? Look, I know you, you aren't the façade you put up when you're teaching, at heart you are loving, generous and kind. But living with the truth, should the child I deliver have red hair…you'd change. You'd think the worst if I were a mere ten minutes late in coming home. You'd be demanding, and hurtful when given a chance, not that I'd blame you."
He wanted to rail at her, sarcastically rip her to shreds, until…he heard the incredible pain in her words, and his sails deflated. He sat with her and just listened. Hermione had never said a verbal "Never", so he said "Then why don't we wait until the babe is born. What would you say then? Is there a chance for me yet?"
She whipped around to see into those bottomless eyes and whispered "I would say yes…yes…a thousand times Yes."
He picked her up gently, and spun her around and around until she laughed.
The winter Holidays announced themselves with a blizzard that literally paralyzed the muggles, their schools and offices closed for nearly three weeks. Even Hogsmead and the businesses in Diagon Alley were forced to admit defeat and close. While there were effective weather spells that stop, or start Thunderstorms, cold rain, fog and snow, none of them had the power to stop a blizzard with well below zero temperatures, 35 miles per hour wind gusts, and zero visibility. Each house was guided, by a prefect or teacher to and from classes and their common rooms. The reason for this was because two students decided that, when there was a brief respite in the storm, it was cause for going out and getting butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks and…simply vanished when the storm began howling once again. Mme. Rosemurta had kept her place open, for those travelers who'd need somewhere to get a hot pint of their choosing, a home cooked meal and a warm place to wait out the storm.
Head Master McGonagall discovered the matter from the boys' friends when they weren't back when they were supposed to be. At this point the information had come 61/2 hours too late, so she made the decision to in reinforcements. Hagrid who had incredible keen eyesight and his dog Feng, who had a knack for finding what could not be found. It took nearly an hour but both students were frozen to death inside the 'Shrieking Shack'. The wind began to blow again, whipping the soft snow into a solid wall of white. Head Mistress McGonagall was forced to place an invisible net over the school. If any student decided to test the net (three Slytherins, two Ravenclaws, and even one Hufflepuff did) would come back, black and white tails between their legs and stinking of skunk. The curse lasted a mere 72 hours, and was such a horrible fate that no one would attempt it again.
Hermione was heavily pregnant now and the aches, pain, and strong kicks from her daughter were treasured rather than complained about. She was anxious to hold her little baby for the first time, to count fingers and toes and to smell that newborn smell…of sweet soap and baby powder. She and Severus had flooed to their cottage for the Holidays, and Hermione's parents came, as well as Draco, Luna and their newborn boy, Cedric James Malfoy. Everyone had to chuckle when the proud grandpa, the Great Lucius Malfoy, was holding his grandson and cooing to him. Even he smiled up at them and chuckling at his odd behavior, before returning to his conversation with little CJ who gazed up at Lucius and, smiling adorably, cooed back.
Just after all the guests left and the tidying up done, Severus and Hermione were stretched out on their bed, discussing the party, the baby and other things lovers sweetly share. They drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened by shrieking wind and the bitterly cold weather. The cabin was solidly built and, not wanting Hermione to get cold, he'd actually chopped a lean-to full of firewood himself, using his grandfather's old axe.
So impressed was she by this 'nesting' behavior' of his that when he came in the house he found her bawling into her hands. At first, alarm ran through him and he reached her in record time. Kneeling by her side he questioned her gently and felt her abdomen for signs of tightening, and was rewarded by the feel of a foot as it gave a great kick. Hermione gasped and grimaced.
"Sev, it's nothing, just kicks and some Braxton Hicks contractions…completely normal for this late in the pregnancy."
"Then why were you weeping, my love?" He really had no idea, she realized. As she watched him doing manual chores, because he not only enjoyed it and it gave him much needed exercise, and wearing a pair of jeans that hugged muscles no one knew he had in that great black cloak he favored. The jeans and a crimson hedley shirt were gifts from her to Severus for Christmas, and wow, seeing him in it did wonderful things to her nether regions.
When she told him how touched she was that he'd thought about her comfort before his, and… here she whispered into his ear and made his eyes darken with desire. He proceeded in taking up to the bedroom and showing her all the ways to safely pleasure a pregnant woman. She'd been sated and exhausted, while Severus had to 'service himself' or he'd never sleep. It had been by mutual agreement not have intercourse until the babe was born, at first so she could keep a distance between them, in her mind thinking it'd be easier to part if the child proved to be Ronald's and not Severus'.
Then, falling in love with each other, each day working in such harmony, finishing each other's sentences, and each found they were horney as hell. They began to research safe erotica for pregnant mothers. Severus vowed he'd continue to worship her body, and that she was incredibly beautiful. This was after they'd been waiting for the Holiday party and she was fussing with the dress she chose, and when it wouldn't zip up, she'd burst into tears and called herself a "great buggering whale, and she knew he'd never expected her to be a huge fucking hippo…"
Instead of molly-coddling her mood he began to chuckle…she turned and bestowed such a look that nearly shut him down, with that look she'd terrify Voldemort. Just that thought alone sent him into convulsions of laughter. And when told of the jest, they both clung to one another while they laughed.
Not three days past the Holidays, just as the blizzard was at its worse, Hermione's water broke.
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