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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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Special note of thanks to my beta JenJenSon for literally getting this back to me like an hour after I sent it.

What Happens Now?

Chapter Fifteen

“Was it because I repulsed you?” she asked.

“No Hermione, not repulsed. It just took longer than a few weeks to change my opinion of you from know-it-all underage student to shaggable wife.” He replied. “The ministry didn’t care about that of course but it took some time for you to grow on me.”

“Yeah.” Hermione agreed. “I know what you mean.” Then she leant sideways and dropped her head against his shoulder feeling a lot better for opening up to him. “It’s all your fault anyway, if you had never kissed me I wouldn’t have been thinking about it in the first place and therefore wouldn’t have been trying to...you know and getting all worked up about it.”

The next morning Hermione felt a little better when she woke up, admittedly the thought of randomly jumping on top of her husband and kissing him had crossed her mind but she dismissed it when she realised she wouldn’t really know what to do next. It was the following night when they were getting ready for bed that she brought it up again, feeling slightly more able to do so.

“When you said that it took a while for your opinion of me to change...” she started, folding her clothes and placing them on the chair. “do you think that you’d ever change your opinion of me enough to see me that way?”

“What way?” he asked, pulling back the covers on the bed.

“As a...shaggable wife.” She replied quietly, not daring to turn around and look at him.

“Come here.” He told her. Hermione turned around slowly and crossed the room to climb onto her side of the bed. Before Hermione could ask any further questions he leant over and kissed her. If he was to be honest, the minute he had thought about Hermione being up here touching herself his mind had already wandered off track.

Hermione took a few moments to relax into the kiss; it wasn’t a rough and demanding as the last time he had kissed her but the results seemed the same none the less as she felt her stomach clenching. She felt herself being lowered down into a lying position as he leaned over her, pinning her against the bed.

“What are you doing?” she asked shyly, her face flushing.

“What do you think I’m doing?” he asked, lowering his head to kiss her again. Hermione wasn’t going anywhere, they were having a child together and they were already married. In his opinion it meant that whilst the emotional side of being sexually intimate with her was likely to be complicated, especially from her point of view...the risk of her leaving him was already significantly lower due to their circumstances. So he decided that it was worth the risk. She was worth the risk.

He never thought he would see such a young, beautiful woman beneath him, whimpering at his kisses alone, especially not one with his ring on her finger and his child in her belly...but here she was; his gorgeous, intelligent and pregnant wife who had gradually become a part of his life.

His mouth trailed across her jaw and neck, nipping lightly at her collar bone as his hands began to raise her top, uncovering her stomach to him and then her ribs and finally as he helped her lean up so he could remove it completely, her breasts.

He continued to kiss her neck as his allowed his hands a moment to caress her bared flesh, travelling her sides to the sides of her breasts and carefully stroking inwards to cup each one briefly before travelling back down her sides again and tugging her pyjama trousers down her hips. This time his mouth followed, skipping her breasts and kissing her rounded stomach before moving to kiss and nip at her hips as he removed her bottoms completely also, his hands gliding over her hips and thighs, enjoying the warmth of her.

Finally he returned to her lips and she was able to kiss him back, clutching at his arms and shoulders for dear life. He trailed off to her neck again as his hand slid over her core causing her to gasp and jerk her hips in surprise.

“What-”

“Quiet.” He told her, as he slowly stroked across her a few more times before sliding two fingers inside her smoothly and carefully. Hermione let out a long moan as her head fell back into the pillows. It hadn’t felt anything like this when she had tried to rub herself, this was...indescribable.

He moved his hand in a steady rhythm, allowing her to enjoy the sensation and not cause her any discomfort. She was incredibly responsive under him, moaning and gasping.

“Now do you believe me that there’s nothing wrong with you?” he smirked, sliding his fingers from her slowly much to her whimper of protest at the loss. Instead he ran his fingers around her most sensitive spot gently a few times as she again began to writhe under his hand.

He moved to kiss her again before carefully adjusting himself so that he could replace his hand as he slowly began to slide into her. He caught Hermione’s gasp against his lips and allowed himself a moment of stillness to enjoy the warm tightness that surrounded him.

Hermione felt like she couldn’t breathe, she had never felt so stretched, so full...it didn’t hurt or anything but it just felt strangely new to her. After a couple of shallow thrusts the filling sensation began to feel a lot more pleasant to her. Severus had to be rather careful when he leant over to kiss her as her stomach was between them but it was still possible, although probably in a few weeks it wouldn’t be. He tried to keep the pace steady to allow Hermione the time to enjoy it but found it increasingly difficult to hold himself back. After a while he pulled away from her and returned his hand to her for a moment to give him a moment to get back from that edge. He wasn’t eighteen anymore and there was never a guarantee of a second round so he wanted to make sure the first one would be memorable just in case.

He trailed hot kisses down her body before sucking gently at her hip until a small mark appeared before him. Then he dipped his head lower and trailed his tongue across the length of her; probing between her folds gently before flattening his tongue and lapping at her sensitive spot. Hermione was now panting above him as he drove his fingers into her a little faster while continuing his ministrations with his tongue. It was when she started to make half formed protests that he knew she was close, she clearly wasn’t sure what to expect but he didn’t dare stop yet. Instead continuing what he was doing at a steady pace and batting her flailing hands out of the way with his free arm until finally she was there. Her legs began to shake a little and then she held her breath as her whole body went rigid for a moment, her eyes screwed shut as pleasure began to roll through her. She began to shake again as her body began to regain motion and he took his moment to thrust back into her, fully enjoying her inner muscles tensing around him as he drove in and out of her at a faster more erratic pace than before and enjoying every second of it.

Hermione was now moaning and panting wildly beneath him not knowing if she was coming or going. Her body completely abandoning her brain as pleasure overtook. She tried to reach up and kiss Severus as the aftershocks of her orgasm kept shooting through her but found it very difficult to reach until he bent down to kiss her before raising up on his arms and thrusting into her harder than before; finally ending in a strangled moan as she felt him twitching inside her before he dropped to the side to avoid falling on her.

As he rolled completely off of her Hermione was having trouble computing exactly what had just happened. She had slept with her husband, and it had been amazing. She’d never felt anything like it before.

“Better?” Severus asked her, turning to face her a few moments later.

“Mmmm.” Was all Hermione came out with for a moment before she opened her eyes and focused on her husband next to her. “Much, thanks.”

“Anytime little witch.” He murmured, stroked his hand across her stomach and leaning closer to her to kiss her once more on the lips and sitting up, leaving the bed.

Hermione stared after him in disbelief...he was just going to get up and leave? Was that all just to shut her up?

“I’m going to shower.” He told her, before pausing at the doorway. “You’re welcome to join me.”

Hermione sat and blinked a few times in surprise before getting up and following him into the bathroom. It was silly she knew since he’d already seen her but she felt rather embarrassed in her nakedness, not that he seemed to have such worries stood in the bathroom naked facing away from her. Hermione couldn’t help but take in the scars on his back, most quite faint with age and magical healing but there were several that were deep and angry looking that must have been from curses.

He turned slightly and smirked at her crossed arms covering her chest. “Are you going to wash like that?” he asked, pulling back the shower curtain and stepping inside.

“For your information it’s cold!” she retorted, it wasn’t strictly a lie but that wasn’t exactly the reason for her covering herself either.

“Then get your frozen arse in here.” He replied dryly, from the other side of the curtain. So with only the slightest hesitation she slipped into the shower. Instantly his arms slid around her stomach and tugged her under the water. “Warmer now?” She nodded and felt herself flush at the feeling of his naked body pressed along her back.

After they had both enjoyed the warm water for a moment they began washing and then rinsing off the soap. Severus turned Hermione to face him and backed her carefully up against the shower wall and kissed her again.

Hermione gasped as a solid kick came from between them causing them both to laugh. Severus pulled Hermione to him and wrapped his arms around her only to receive more kicks through Hermione’s stomach.

“Alright, alright I get the message.” He laughed, leaning down to place a kiss on her stomach. “If you think you’re going to steal your mother’s attention every second of the day you are sadly mistaken.”

“Severus! That’s your baby in there!” Hermione chided.

“I was aware of that but I think I’m going to enjoy having you all to myself every now and then as well.” He replied, raising back up to finish rinsing off. “That’s why I got a house with so many rooms.”

“You brought one?” she asked.

“Well, it isn’t finalised yet but hopefully.” He replied, as he stepped out of the shower and quickly dried himself before wrapping his towel around his waist. “With a library of course.”

“Really? Can we afford it?” she asked, wrapping her towel around herself and biting her lip.

“Not outright of course but the mortgage is manageable, especially once we’ve sold this place.” He replied. “It’s not a mansion Hermione, there’s just a basement for a potions lab and an extra downstairs room for a library and a few bedrooms upstairs for the children.”

“children?” Hermione asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“Well, you were the one that wanted more than one of the hyper-active little buggers.” He replied. “It isn’t Malfoy manor or anything, I’ll never be able to give you anything like that but it will do for us.”

“Especially since we spend so much of our time at Hogwarts.” Hermione laughed. “But oh Merlin; a library! Our own library; I’m so excited!”

“Yes well, you can’t see it for at least another week so don’t get ahead of yourself.” He told her, as they wandered back to the bedroom. “And it needs a bit of work in some areas but when I saw it I just had to have it.”

“How much work?” she asked suspiciously, tugging her pyjamas back on.

“It’ll nearly all be done by the time the baby’s here.” He replied. “It would appear that your reputation with house elves has spread.”

“We’re not having a house elf.” She said bluntly.

“No, we’ve got two actually.” He replied, casual sliding into bed next to her.

“Tell me you haven’t hired house elves! Severus you can’t! It’s slave labour! I only tolerate the Hogwarts ones because I know they’re free to leave if they wanted to, not that they’d ever ask and they’re treated rather better than most other elves.” She protested.

“Hermione these house elves had no home, they would have ended up at Hogwarts anyway otherwise.” He explained.

“Well then let them go there.” She replied.

“They asked for you, they’ll be treated just fine Hermione. You’ll make sure of it.” She narrowed her eyes at him for a moment before speaking again.

“Alright, explain.” She sighed.

“There are loads of house elves left without their masters after the war. The ministry have taken control of most of the death eater’s assets so some of them have been able to remain in their homes and wait to serve new master’s however there a many without homes. Most of them have been coming to Hogwarts but it seems that there is a new wave of modern house elves that thanks to Dobby and some of the Hogwarts elves have been seeking out the famous Harry Potter and his comrades who are known to treat elves well, they were slightly concerned that you would try to free them though.” He explained.

“Of course I would! It’s slavery.” She nodded.

“They don’t want freedom Hermione, they just want a roof over their heads and a family to look after. They like working, it’s a matter of pride to them.” He replied. “Look, it’s only two house elves and most of the time we won’t even be at the house so they will be free to do as they please anyway.”

“I suppose.” Hermione frowned.

“You know that even Mrs Weasley has a house elf now and Mr Potter also.” He told her. Hermione sighed and sank down into the bed; it was a lost cause. “At least they’re serving people who appreciate it.”

“I suppose.” Was all she said, defeated as she rolled over to sleep.
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