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 2
Hermione tossed and turned in the bed until finally deciding that no position made her feel better. She felt so sick that she was certain she’d need to dash to the bathroom any minute. What happened to the words ‘morning sickness’? Sure she felt a little nauseous in the mornings but she felt far worse in the evenings.
“Deep breaths.” A voice came from the other side of the bed. “It’ll help.”
Hermione didn’t reply, she didn’t actually trust that she could speak without being sick but with some concentration she lay on her side and took a few deep breaths. After a few moments she managed to slow her breathing and had to admit that she felt a little better at least. She must have fallen asleep still taking deep breaths because it was the last thing she remembered.
Severus paused to look at his sleeping wife as he rose the next morning, the young girl looked so exhausted that he almost felt guilty for putting her in this position, that was until he remembered that it was really the ministry’s fault not his. Even so, before he left for breakfast he summoned a house elf.
“Lolly, my wife is pregnant and needs something suitable for breakfast.” He told the elf abruptly. “In fact I want you to personally see to it that she is taken care of the entire time.”
“Oh yes Master Snape. Lolly will sees to it that Mistress Snape gets everything what she needs!” the elf fawned. The potions Master nodded his acceptance of this and headed to the great hall for breakfast himself.
Hermione woke at the sound of a pop next to her bed. She sat bolt upright in surprise to find herself face to face with a very apologetic house elf.
“Lolly is sorrys Mistress Snape! Lolly was just bringings Mistress some breakfast!” the elf cried.
“No Lolly! That’s fine. Thank you very much.” Hermione said quickly, trying to stop the elf from slapping herself.
“If you needs anything you just call Lolly Mistress. I is an expert!” the house elf winked and then vanished from sight. Hermione glanced at the bedside table to find a small plate with a glass of orange and pumpkin juice and a few small slices of toast.
After her plate was empty it disappeared by itself and Hermione climbed out of bed. In truth she actually felt better than she had in days although she was pretty tired. Who would have thought that at only seven weeks, pregnancy could affect her so much already?
Somewhat grimly she made her way to the bathroom to shower and get dressed before starting her studying for the day. How many more weeks would it take her to stop feeling sick and would something else just take its place afterwards? Her musings continued and she seemed unable to focus like she normally did. That house elf had said that she was an expert...so she knew that she was pregnant? That could only mean that Professor Snape had told her since he was the only other person that currently knew...he must have asked the house elf to bring her breakfast in bed because she had been feeling so sick.
Despite the fact that she hated the thought of house elves waiting on her due to the whole cruelty of it she still found the fact that her seemingly indifferent husband had gone through the trouble to ask anyone to help her.
Around mid morning Hermione had made about her eighth trip to the bathroom, she had thought the needing to pee all the time was for later in pregnancy not before there was even a bump present. When she returned to the sofa and her books a plate of biscuits and glass of water was waiting for her. Gratefully she nibbled on a biscuit and then relaxed back into the cushions. She decided that since she couldn’t concentrate anyway she could take a break from her studying for the rest of the day and just enjoy herself.
She wanted to pay a visit to Ginny at new home in Godric’s Hollow, where she and Harry had moved shortly after the wedding. Harry had been determined that this was a new beginning and that he and Ginny could spend their lives creating the happy family he had always wanted but missed out on. Luckily for them, the ministry hadn’t dared disapprove of their engagement and marriage, especially since they thought that the two would more than likely have several children together quiet happily. Ron had also landed on his feet with the law, although they declined Hermione and Ron’s request his match picked for him by the ministry seemed a much better match that hers and Snape’s.
Ron had been matched with Luna Lovegood who was now single again after Neville and Lavender had started seeing each other. Poor Neville probably hadn’t known what hit him when the ladies started coming after him after his bravery during the war and personally Hermione thought that maybe Neville needed someone overly affectionate like Lavender to give him that confidence and security that he often lacked. Luna and Ron also seemed a good match, despite the fact the Ron thought she was barking mad of course...but still Hermione and Ron were never really intellectually on the same page....or in the same book but Luna’s dreamlike way of doing things kind of seemed to offset Ron’s temper and his proclivity to overreact to things.
Hermione sighed, she did miss her friends being cooped up in this castle...but none of them would dare visit her in Snape’s lair, even if on paper half of it was hers too.
She also hadn’t told a sole that she was pregnant yet and was dying to tell Ginny but she wanted to do it face to face and didn’t know if travelling by floo or apparating was safe for the baby. Unfortunately it being a school there didn’t appear to be any books on the subject of pregnancy. Although given the new law...maybe there should be, she should suggest it to the Headmistress.
Actually Minerva could probably answer her question anyway...Madam Pomfrey obviously could but she wasn’t too eager to go to the school infirmary where there would also be students. Funnily enough being the dungeon bat’s wife made her the centre of a lot of gossip. Decision made she checked that she was presentable and headed to the Headmistress’s office.
“Sour Cherries” she murmured softly at the statue.
“Hermione.” Minerva smiled as she saw her enter the circular room. “To what do I owe the pleasure my dear?”
“Several reasons actually. I have a suggestion for you...and a couple of questions which brings me to my announcement really...” she rambled. “I’m pregnant.” Minerva blinked a couple of times before responding. Hermione slowly seated herself while she let the news sink in.
“Congratulations.” She said warmly. “I trust congratulations are appropriate?”
“Well, seeing as how the ministry isn’t giving anyone much of a choice I suppose they are.” Hermione replied, trying to stay positive. “I actually tried to research pregnancy in the school library but didn’t find much other than a general guide to the timescales and basics really. I was looking for something more along the lines of a month by month guide that tells you want to expect and what you could be feelings, what’s normal and what isn’t and the do’s and don’ts...with the new law in place you could end up with many seventh years either being pregnant or getting pregnant straight after school so I was thinking that maybe a couple of more helpful books would be a good idea.”
“I hadn’t thought about that. I had a discussion with Madam Pomfrey about the possibility of pregnant students when the law came in. We already have three seventh years married. Luckily the law prevents the husband from pulling their wives or vice versa from school against their will however...one girl has already left. I don’t think she was entirely happy about it either.” Minerva frowned. Hermione could immediately see what she was thinking.
“You think she was threatened into it but no one can actually prove it.” The younger witch concluded. “Shame...”
“Yes, but the other two students are luckily married to each other, they requested a match and it was approved but still they could obviously be expecting a baby at any time in the next year unless they apply for delay on educational grounds.” Minerva pointed out.
“That’s true but even so that would mean they would be expected to conceive almost immediately after leaving school so they would probably benefit from a little education in the matter before leaving school.” Hermione added, resting her elbows on the desk and her head on her arms. “For example, it can be embarrassing seeing a mediwitch about something so personal in a busy school infirmary so it would be good to have some answers to some of the more basic questions available elsewhere. I have very little knowledge on the subject of being pregnant and don’t have much of an idea what to expect but if I went to see Madam Pomfrey can you imagine the gossip?”
“Which brought you to me?” Minerva asked.
“Well I wanted to visit Ginny earlier but I don’t know which methods of travel are safe for the baby. I wondered if you would be able to help me.”
“Floo powder is safe, as with broom or any other more manual travel. Apparation and portkey are definitely advised against due to the risk of damage to the baby.” The older witch told her. “I could arrange with Poppy for you to see her after curfew if that would help, perhaps in a different room or even have her come to you. I think it would really be best if you saw her, either that or have Severus take you to St Mungos to see someone there.”
“I’ll have a word with him and let you know.” Hermione nodded.
“How are things between you? I trust he isn’t being...well himself I suppose.” Minerva chuckled.
“It could be worse. It could be better but it could be much worse.” Hermione said carefully. “We don’t like each other, we barely talk actually or see each other for that matter...but I know he would never actually hurt me in any way and he’ll do what he thinks is best for me.”
“If he could ever stop being so stubborn and calm that temper he would make a good husband.” Minerva agreed. “Despite being a little rough around the edges of course.”
“Gossiping ladies? I think you’re both far too grown up for that don’t you?” a familiar voice drawled from the office doorway. Hermione spun in her chair and stared guiltily at her husband, stood in the archway looking as intimidating as ever.
“I knew you were there so it wasn’t really gossip.” Minerva said matter-of-factly, causing the younger witch to gape at her in disbelief. She had been set up, Dumbledore had clearly rubbed off on her.
“I think it’s nice to know that our young Hermione can take this whole situation of your marriage in her stride. I think her thoughts are actually rather mature and sensible don’t you my boy?” Albus’s voice chimed in, causing all three occupants of the office to turn focus to his portrait.
“Be that as it may, I have been wandering the castle in search of my wife who disappeared without telling me.” Severus grunted. “What say you to that Miss Granger? Hm?”
“Must you still call me that?” Hermione frowned.
“Oh yes, travelling the distance from the dungeon to the Head’s office is cause for serious panic Severus.” Minerva said wryly. “I think my dear that what Severus is trying to say is that he was worried.”
“I was no such thing, but when my wife’s plans are to stay in all day and study that is where I expect to find her.” He snorted indignantly in response.
“Next time I’ll remember to leave a note father.” Hermione smirked; heading to the stairs and ignoring the absolutely incensed look her husband was now giving her. He was going to throw a hissy fit over that one for certain.
Minerva let out a small chuckle to herself as the pair disappeared and Albus joined in.
“You know, I do think that marriage may work out rather well.” He commented fondly.
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