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Coming of Age (Female Potter)	By : stargazer67 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 11694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They continue to plan, and once the details are hashed out, McGonagall goes back to Hogwarts for a bit to announce that she needs to go visit an ill relative and will be gone for a few days. The Carrows just sneer at her and say that as far as they’re concerned, she can stay gone.
She grabs the potion stock from Snape’s storeroom, and also stops in to the Room of Requirement to reassure Ron and Hermione that Evie is fine, she’s just…indisposed at the moment. They take this to mean that she’s still not fully recovered from Sirius’s and Dumbledore’s deaths, and thank the professor for going to check up on her.
Snape keeps several types of potions that take a long time to concoct in a partially finished state, so it won’t take a whole month to brew it; but finishing out a batch from that stock will still take a whole day, so he must go back for one day.
He closets himself in his office for the day, and snarls that anyone who disturbs him had best be prepared for the Cruciatus curse to be used on them. Once behind closed and magically protected doors, he brings Dumbledore’s portrait up to date on Evie’s pregnancy and McGonagall’s being let in on the secret, and her agreement to stand in for him for a few days.
Dumbledore smiles at the joy and wonder on Severus’s face when he mentions that Evie’s expecting; and agrees with him that he probably should not be around until he can school his features better. He adds a wink and a hearty congratulation on top of that.
He of course has his reservations about the pregnancy as Evie suspected he would, and for more reasons than she knows; but he cannot bring himself to do or say anything that would lessen Severus’s joy right now. He is all too aware of how little joy there has ever been in Snape’s life up to this point.
Meanwhile, Minerva remains at Grimmauld Place, watching over the potion and peppering Evie with questions about Snape. Evie doesn’t tell her everything, keeping Snape’s confidences; but does tell her about him sharing his memories with her, mainly the one of Dumbledore calmly telling him why he must be the one to kill him, and making him promise to protect Hogwarts as best he can afterwards.
Evie talks of how much he’s opened up, and Minerva has to agree; she’s never seen him like this. She is also gratified to know, now, that Dumbledore’s faith in him and his loyalty was not in fact misplaced. She does finally ask how they got together, and Evie shrugs and says it just happened while he was coming here so often for the treatment of her nerve attacks; she trusts McGonagall completely, but doesn’t feel right about sharing Severus’s secrets with her.
Potion complete, Snape adds a lock of hair to it when he returns, and hands McGonagall a spare set of his black trousers, frock coat, cloak and boots to change into. Minerva chuckles as she is transformed into him – saying that this is going to be the most fun she’s had all term. He gives her all the passwords she’ll need for the office, and she departs. Severus looks at Evie and they smile, knowing that they will have several unbroken days together now.
He comes to her and holds her face in his hands, and says, “Evie, this is the greatest gift anyone has ever given me, or ever could. It was something that I was so completely certain that I would never have, that I never even wished for it, not even to myself. I know you could have terminated it without even telling me; and I know that having a child right now is probably not the smartest thing we could be doing, given the situation we’re both in. But I promise you that I will do everything in my power to help you, and our child.”
She caresses his face and says, “Severus, you have no idea how good a man you really are. I will admit that the thought did cross my mind; but in the end I realized that I could no more have thrown away our child, than I could send you away yourself. It would be like trying to live after cutting my own heart out of my chest.”
He closes his eyes at this; his one unspoken fear, that (even without actually meaning to) she was just using him to get over losing Sirius and that he didn’t actually mean that much to her, is wiped away in an instant. He pulls her to him and kisses her deeply, and she can feel the energy flowing between them.
Breaking the kiss, he opens his eyes and looks deeply into hers, and in that moment he is absolutely certain that he never wants to let her go. His voice does not waver as he says, “I want you for mine, now and always. I know that we cannot have much of a life right now, but when this is over, I want you for my wife. I love you, Evie.” Tears form in her eyes, and he cannot doubt the love shining back at him as she tells him that she loves him, too, and yes – she will marry him.
Their love-making that night is slow, and powerful – almost as though they are taking their vows via their bodies, that they cannot take yet before witnesses because it would unmask him. Holding her after, he realizes that never in his life has he felt so safe, so secure, so completely at home.
He actually does feel that there is a good chance that they will both make it through this – she has already faced down Voldemort several times, he’s actually fairly confident that she will be successful in the end as well. And as long as he can remain in the trusted right-hand position he’s in right now, he would never be a target himself.

In the morning, he wakes to find her curled against him, and he remembers that last night before Dumbledore took her to get the Horcrux; remembers wishing he could freeze that moment forever. Now, he’s very glad that he couldn’t; because this moment is so much more than he could have dreamed of back then. Evie loves him and has agreed to spend the rest of her life with him, and is pregnant with his child; even in his wildest fantasies he could never have imagined even one of those things happening, much less all of them.
As he did on that night, he kisses the top of her head, but this time she wakes as he does; and the smile she gives him just melts him completely. Their lips meet and he is quickly aroused, but takes his time; enjoying teasing her a bit until he can’t stand it any longer himself and rolls on top of her.
He gets up afterwards, padding naked to the bathroom, and she watches him with a smile. She definitely enjoys the view as he goes, he has a great ass and long, muscular legs. She grins wider to herself at the thought that he keeps it so well-hidden, under his robes and long frock coat. It’s almost a shame in a way, at least his female (and even some of the male, to be fair) students might have something positive to look forward to in his classes if he showed it off a bit better…
She hears him running a bath and decides to go join him in it. He smiles somewhat ruefully at her when she comes in, in remembrance of the last time they were in the bath together, but she smiles as she lowers herself into the water, turning her back to him and nestling against him, as he moves his legs slightly apart to accommodate her.
They remain there for quite awhile, just soaking in the warm water, his arms around her. He tells her that he still can’t believe this is happening, he keeps feeling like it’s a wonderful dream that he’s going to eventually wake up from.
She turns to him and looks him in the eyes, and tells him that in a way, she can’t believe it either. That she never expected to fall in love with him, but she cannot imagine, now, being without him. That he feels like the other half of her soul, a part that she never even knew she was missing until now.
He responds by kissing her deeply and she turns around and straddles his legs so she can be closer to him, their bodies echoing the harmony between them. She feels his arousal build again, and lifts up so she can slide down onto him, and they make love slowly, communicating all they feel silently, with their bodies. It transcends even passion for both of them, almost a spiritual experience; like nothing that either of them has ever had. Even with Sirius she never felt such a deep soul connection, as though they truly are melding two halves into one whole.
All too soon, he has to go back – Minerva has performed convincingly enough in his absence (and any remaining doubts she might have had were laid to rest by her talks with Dumbledore’s portrait), but he still can’t be gone too long. Minerva returns as herself, acting her part as well as she can, but finding it very difficult to keep up any kind of hatred for Snape now. In fact when she hears Flitwick and Sprout speaking ill of him, she has to stop herself from saying that he’s not that way at all; that he’s actually quite heroically protecting them all, at the risk of his own life.
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