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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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Author’s Notes: Thanks to all of you again for reviewing. I really appreciate it. I’m going to apologise for this chapter now because it’s a little all over the place as it’s filler mostly I’m afraid but it’s necessary and I hope you guys bear with me.

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What Happens Now?

Chapter Thirteen

Hermione and Severus spent the next week minding their own business, although they did eat together almost every night. Hermione was able to find a lot of research information for her degree and was very hopeful that if she completed the last few experiments when she returned to the school she would be able to finish by Christmas. Of course that would also depend on the baby because she was already halfway through her pregnancy now and the baby would be due in the middle of December.

She had her twenty-week appointment today, it was a little later than planned mainly due to the sheer number of pregnancies that St Mungo’s was now having to deal with. She couldn’t wait to get another glimpse of her little one. Severus was convinced it was a boy and kept calling the baby a he even though they didn’t know yet either way.

Hermione was still undecided whether she wanted to know for certain the sex of the baby at the scan or if she wanted to wait for it to be a surprise. She doubted she’d have made up her mind when she was actually there either.

She grinned as she felt the baby kicking her from inside, whenever she sat reading it seemed to decide that it was time to stretch and kick. It had been much more active this week although it did worry her a little what it would feel like when the baby was fully grown and trying to move inside her.

“Are you ready?!” she shouted down the stone steps. “I need to go so if you’re coming then you need to get up here!” Sure enough a few moments later she heard her husband grumbling his way up the stairs.

“Impatient woman.” He muttered.

“Of course, I want to see the baby again.” She replied excitedly stepping towards the fireplace. Severus rolled his eyes as Hermione hurried into the fireplace and disappeared in a flash of green flames. So with nothing else to do he followed.

On stepping out the other side he glanced around for Hermione, surely she hadn’t just run straight off in her excitement without him? As he went to take a step he noticed something at his feet. Hermione lay in a crumpled heap by his feet. He bent down to her and shook her gently.

“Hermione?” he called. He began to shake her less gently trying to wake her, she looked like she was sleeping... Finally he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the reception, at least she was in the right place, he told himself trying not to start panicking yet. She was still breathing, her heart was still beating and they were at the hospital he could panic when something worse happened.

The receptionist called for help straight away and they were able to take Hermione straight through to a bed to check her over. Apparently his hovering and barking questions and demands at people wasn’t particularly helpful though because they ended up sending him to the waiting room until they could actually tell him something.

So he paced the waiting room, it was frustrating not knowing what was going on. His first thought had been for Hermione but now he also thought about the baby. Was the baby alright? Was it something wrong with the baby that caused Hermione to collapse in the first place?

“Master Snape?” a voice called. “You can come see your wife now.” He followed the older man back to the bed where Hermione had been brought. She was still unconscious and he could now see a redish purple bruise on the side of her head. “It looks like she just fainted that’s all, but she hit her head on the floor when she did hence the bruise. It doesn’t look like there’s any other damage and the baby also appears to be fine I would say that it was just the travel that caused her to faint but her iron levels seem to be rather low so that could also be a factor. I’ll prescribe her some iron potions for now and she’ll have to start focusing on iron rich foods in her diet to try and avoid this in future but I think it’s safe to say she’s fine and free to go home as soon as she wakes up.”

Severus didn’t say anything he just nodded and took a seat next to the bed to wait for her to wake up. The Healer excused himself and left him to his thoughts, relief being the main one. All this over a simple fainting spell, although trust Hermione to be awkward enough to crack her head on marble floors on her way down.

He didn’t have to wait too long for Hermione to wake up, around half an hour to an hour at most and he spent his time reading anyway.

“Urgh...what am I doing in bed?” she groaned, catching his attention.

“You fainted.” He replied.

“Is the baby alright?” she asked suddenly worried.

“Fine, you’re both fine.” He said, placing his magazine down.

~*~*~

In the week following Hermione’s fainting spell Severus had gotten so sick of Weasley’s visiting his house that he had left Hermione in Molly’s capable hands for a few days. Molly had insisted that she feed Hermione up to prevent any further fainting spells and had been appearing with homemade food so often anyway that he thought he’d just let the woman have at it and mother Hermione for a few days. It made it easier for him to spend time house hunting without worrying about the health of his wife at any rate.

Hermione had spent the last day being forced to stay off her feet and eat nearly every five minutes, to be honest she was already sick of being treated like a complete invalid but she knew that the family meant well and Molly probably knew best anyway so she just plastered on a smile to bear the attention.

She had always loved being at the burrow for the holidays with the boys but now that she had enjoyed peace and quiet she kind of missed it. She missed making dinner and having quiet alone time to read...after all she was already going to lose all her alone time when the baby came she wanted to try and make the most of it now.

“Here you go dear, a nice glass of milk.” Molly said, handing her a glass. Hermione smiled her thanks and took the glass.

“Haven’t made an escape yet?” George’s voice called as he entered the house.

“Of course not.” Hermione smiled back.

“If I were in your position I’d be planning the great escape yesterday and out today!” he laughed.

“If you were in my position I’d be worried.” Hermione grinned, gesturing to her stomach. “Besides I’d say your mum is the expert so I’m doing as I’m told.”

“You say that now.” He said shaking his head and heading upstairs.

It was on the fourth day of her stay that she told everyone she really was better now, and that she should be able to take care of herself perfectly fine at home and thanks very much for having her. Severus came and got her almost instantly and she soon found herself relieved by the quietness of their home.

“You hear that?” she asked, flashing a grin at Severus behind her.

“I hear nothing.” He replied bluntly.

“Exactly, nothing. Quiet.” Hermione smiled, flopping down ungracefully on the sofa and letting out a big sigh. “I’ve missed this.”

“Well don’t get too attached because in less than four weeks we head back to the school and never come back to this house.” He told her, tossing his outer cloak on a hook.

“Not the house silly, that fact that you don’t feel the need to speak to me every five second of the day and make loud noises around the house in all of those other seconds.” She laughed. “Oh!” Hermione’s hand flew to her stomach in surprise as the baby placed a rather hard kick to her side.

“What?” Severus asked quickly, obviously still on edge from the incident last week.

“Come here.” Hermione said urgently, waving her hand at him. She flinched again and he did as she said moving slowly closer. “Today! Come on, come here!”

No sooner had he stepped within arm’s reach than she snatched his hand and placed it on her stomach. He instinctively went to pull away but she held his hand there.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Sssh. Just wait.” Hermione insisted. Sure enough a few moments of awkward silence later Severus felt what she wanted him to, a small thud against his hand. “Did you feel it?” She asked excitedly. He just nodded, dropping to his knees so that he could place both hands comfortably on her stomach without bending in half.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, after a second stronger kick.

“Not really.” Hermione replied shaking her head. “Not the kicks but sometimes it feels very strange when the baby turns over. It feels like it’s rearranging my whole insides.” She smiled as her husband absently caressed her stomach as they both felt the intermittent kicks of their unborn child. “You should see it! When I’m in the bath sometimes you can actually see my stomach move.”

“He probably likes the bath.” Severus replied.

“We don’t know if it’s a he yet.” Hermione corrected. In the end they hadn’t found out at the scan whether it was a boy or girl. Some days she regretted it and others she didn’t which is why she decided she could wait another eighteen weeks give or take to find out.

“It’s a boy.” He said determinedly, seeing Hermione frown he continued. “If it is a girl I wouldn’t be disappointed in the slightest but I know that it’s a boy.”

“We should start thinking about buying some baby things.” Hermione said thoughtfully. “We’ll need loads of things, changing stuff, clothes, a crib, toys, a pram and bottles and things....blankets....”

“Thought about this have you?” Severus smirked up at her.

“Well...we’re past halfway now so we ought to start getting some bits, even just a bit at a time.” She said. “I can’t believe I’m going to get bigger. Much bigger and I won’t be able to fit through doorways.”

“Have you seen the new Mrs Potter recently?” her husband asked.

“But she’s carrying twins.” Hermione protested.

“And you’re still carrying one baby too Hermione.” He pointed out. “My point was that the youngest Weasley is now enormous, like she is supposed to be. You have a completely normal sized bump, like you are supposed to. There’s not an ounce of fat anywhere else on you...except possibly your breast of course.” Hermione’s jaw dropped.

“I can’t believe you just said that.” She said quietly, blinking at him a few times.

“They’re kind of hard to avoid.” He smirked. “Besides every time I’ve seen any of those Weasley boys in the same room as you I’ve seen them cast at least one glance their way.” Hermione felt herself flush, knowing her face would be bright red.

“I suddenly feel the need to wear a giant hoody for the next four months.” She said, feeling rather awkward.

“If you wish.” He shrugged, standing and heading towards the basement entrance. “Spoilsport.”

Hermione stared at the spot he had just vacated in shock, what on earth had gotten into him?! He was acting like....like....well she wasn’t sure exactly but it certainly wasn’t normal!

He would never tell Hermione this of course but, Severus was enjoying having his wife home again because as alarmed as he was to realise it he had actually missed her during the days she had been away.
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