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By MysticSlave

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Chapter Eighteen: Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Fun

The mood around Hogwarts was tense and unfathomable for the next week. Or, at least it was in the dungeons, although many people, students and professors alike, found this no different from usual. As per his usual, Professor Dumbledore chose not to tell the general population that the two were pregnant, only that due to present circumstances, Professor Snape would be unable to teach Potions for the unforeseeable future and that as the Headmaster, he had already hired a substitute.

Seamus, forbidden from the potions laboratory for the same reason, left the two lost souls completely out of sorts and needing to find a new location for their meetings. Under the guise of unending detentions, Hermione and Severus were able to maintain their friendship that had become quite close over the extraordinary school year. Neither would have believed in the possibility of their friendship, but neither could bear the thought of giving it up now.

Seamus, still stuck in Hermione�s body, was having a miserable time. His Head of House was still furious with him for the havoc he had wreaked on the girl�s body, of how thoughtless he was, and how lucky he was that he had not gotten the poor girl pregnant or ill with all the running around he did. Admittedly, he felt a bit ashamed at that last bit. He could not imagine how he would have faced Hermione, who he had learned was inhabiting Severus� body, to tell her she had contracted venereal disease or a pregnancy. He was not sure which the young witch would consider a worse fate.

Pregnancy never crossed his mind since it wasn�t something he usually had to worry about. He wished he could talk to Ron and Harry about this, but they were still appalled at Hermione�s recent lack of decorum, and had no idea that it was really Seamus in any case. He couldn�t break the secrecy, not now, not after all this time.

Even if he would take a macabre delight in seeing the faces Ron and Harry were sure to pull when they realised who they had sent the night with before �Seamus� was moved out of Gryffindor Tower.

Sighing, his head in his hands, he sat on the Head Girl�s bed, accepting comfort from the only one who seemed inclined to provide it: Crookshanks. The huge orange cat had given up indifference to another soul inhabiting his Mistress� body when he sensed the despair rolling off this young bloke in waves. He did what cats do best; stalked across the bed into the boy�s lap, firmly kneaded his thighs, and curled up for a long nap, some good scritches, and purred away.

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Meanwhile, the Headmaster was charming the new Potions professor.

�Yes, yes, you shall be just fine. The school could use some fresh blood, a new way of looking at things. Especially in Potions; I am afraid that while our regular Potions professor is a fine brewer and we are lucky to have a Master teaching our young minds, he does not quite know how to engage their interest suitably.�

The man nodded succinctly. �And why is it again that this Potions Master shall be unable to perform his duty as a professor?�

Albus� blue eyes twinkled like two stars. �He has a family emergency that must be seen to with the utmost care and precision. He is still on the premises, as he will be needed to teach you to brew the Wolfsbane Potion, as well as remaining at his post of Head of Slytherin, but he is not to brew any potions on his own; they would not do well for his current . . . constitution, shall we say.

The new professor arched an eyebrow in curiosity, but said nothing in response.

The Headmaster was used to this sort of thing and quickly offered a cup of tea followed by a sherbet lemon, before finally standing and moving elegantly around his desk so that he was in front of the newest addition to the Hogwarts staff.

�Welcome, welcome, Professor Siyamak. Let me show you to your rooms.�

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Hermione and Severus were not aware that their replacement had arrived until the evening feast.

Hermione, glamour and shields in place to hide her developing pregnancy and protect her body and the child should something or someone come in contact with her, slid into Severus� regular seat the High Table.

As per usual, there were people seated on each side of her.

As per usual, she ignored them.

Until she realised that Severus, seated between Ron and Harry, was looking at her with a dumfounded expression, eyes sliding to the left, her right. The seat next to the Headmaster.

The seat of the new Potions professor.

Hermione was never more thankful that she had mastered Severus� expression of complete neutrality.

There on her right side, sat Sage.

It did not take long for the student body to realise there was a new professor that appeared to be a younger version of Professor Snape.

Before the Headmaster was able to gain control of his school, several students had worn themselves hoarse screaming, crying, and a few were floating gently on their way to the infirmary, having passed out in shock at the dire thought that perhaps a second Snape existed. As the hullabaloo died down, only a slight twitch at the corner of Hermione�s lips told Snape just how she felt about Dumbledore�s latest scheme.

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Hermione slipped out of the Great Hall as soon as she reasonably could, and returned to the sanctity of her dungeon rooms. Severus showed up shortly thereafter, his irritation looking completely out of place on the usually jovial face of Seamus Finnegan.

Words flew from his lips the moment the door closed behind him. �How in the world did the esteemed Headmaster find someone like that to replace me . . . you . . . with? Is that git even qualified to be teaching the delicate art which is Potions?�

Hermione smirked at Severus. �I do not know how Albus came across Sage in his search for a new Potions professor, but I do know that he is qualified. He is actually a Potions Master for an Egyptian school of magic.�

�Perhaps he should go back there. What will his school do without their professor?�

�He is not a teacher. He merely brews potions for the school and does copious amounts of research. Research so dry, he even managed to bore me with it.�

Severus glanced at Hermione in surprise. �No matter,� he murmured after a moment, �a Master? That does not mean he can teach. You stated he is not a professor. We shall see how long he lasts. I admit though that I am worried about what he will do when he sees you, or at least the person he will believe to be you.�

�That should be priceless. Do you think we should warn Seamus?�

�Only if you think we�re in danger of Minerva hexing the male population of Hogwarts all over again. I�m sure they�d rather pass up on that delightful opportunity to be as anatomically impaired as a Ken doll.�

�You know what a Ken doll is?� Hermione was suitably impressed.

Severus blushed faintly. �It was a peculiar film reference that I endeavoured to place on having seen this particular film.�

Hermione grinned. �I never would have known you to be a fan of Kevin Smith films.�

�Yes, well, the ideas are fresh, the humour a bit clich� at times, but good for a laugh, and the Metatron was a breath of fresh air.�

�A bit like watching yourself, I would imagine,� snickered Hermione.

Severus looked at her confused, but passed it off as yet another unfathomable modern Muggle reference.

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The next week brought curious whispers as students began their Potions class with Professor Siyamak.

Whether he could teach or not was never in question; no one but Hermione had ever thought that Professor Snape was a good teacher, so they had nothing on the Potions level on which to compare him. He was suave, if a bit cocky, interesting, and, despite his resemblance to Professor Snape, quite handsome and entertaining. It was as if someone had scrubbed Professor Snape clean and hit him with a Cheering Charm.

Not that anyone was complaining.

Except for Seamus Finnegan, who was regrettably still in Hermione�s body.

Seamus wasn�t awful at Potions, but he certainly wasn�t up to Hermione�s par. As such, the Headmaster had pulled Hermione from the upper level Potions class and given her a study period.

It had not taken Sage long to realise that his roster had been modified and that his star pupil, for reasons passing understanding, had been dropped from the course. How that did foul up one�s . . . plans.

He waited for Hermione by the library one Friday afternoon, concealing himself in a darkened alcove until the pretty witch walked by, head in the clouds. Before Seamus knew what was going on, he felt a firm hand close over his wrist and pull him inside of one of the dark niches of the castle.

�Wha--?�

�Shhhhh, my pretty little witch. We wouldn�t want a repeat of Christmas, now would we?�

�Christmas? What are you talking about, Professor?�

�Come, come now, Hermione, you know as well as I do what happened on Christmas. I�ve chalked it up to nerves, so there�s no reason to be upset or guilty. I�ve forgiven your rather inopportune comments. Why else do you think I took a job at Hogwarts but to be by your side? Come, my pretty little witch, I have many things to share with you, love.�

�Professor!�

�Now, now, Hermione, you were pulled from my class � you�re not my student, and we can do whatever we want.�

He tapped Hermione gently with his wand and pulled her unresisting form along behind him, down the short hall to his chambers, which were not far away. Professor Snape had expressed a strong wish not to have the new professor anywhere near his own rooms. For once, Albus had given in, no questions asked

Seamus allowed himself to be pulled along; there actually wasn�t anything he could do about it. The professor had used wordless magic, and Seamus wasn�t the best at fighting off hexes in any case; he could barely fight off the gags the twins used to pull.

He sighed deeply, and hoped that Minerva left his male friends alone. This time, it really wasn�t his fault, and he wasn�t looking forward to what the implied outcome to this adventure was going to be.

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Author�s Note Siyamak is Persian for �man with dark eyes� and remember that the school he comes from is called Nefer Senef which is old Egyptian for (roughly) �beautiful blood�
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