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The Potions Master's Baby	By : soldiersgirl0709 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 63467 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter 5: A Question of Intimacy

Hermione clutched her cloak more tightly around her as she sat in the stands watching the last Quidditch match of the year. It was freezing cold and her teeth were chattering but she remained, despite the fact that she deplored the game. The older the players got the more dangerous the game and currently she was watching her seventh year Gryffindors competing against the seventh year Ravenclaws in what was becoming an increasingly violent game.

She was sitting between Severus and Minerva wringing her hands in an attempt to warm them, cursing herself for leaving her gloves in her rooms. She winced when the Gryffindor seeker nearly fell through the paddock wall and prayed that her child would have no athletic ability at all.

�If it�s a boy I pray he has no interest in Quidditch.� Severus said quietly from beside her. She turned towards him and smiled. Things were still a bit awkward between them, but they were coming to a comfortable place in their situation. Maybe, just maybe, they would be able to handle their predicament after all.

She turned her attention back to the game, tucking her hands beneath her thighs to keep them warm. She felt a light nudging at her arm and glanced down to see Severus holding out his gloves for her. It was such a sweet gesture that her eyes began to fill and he rolled his.

�Do not start crying again.� He said. �Your hands are cold, put the gloves on and stop sniveling.�

She nearly laughed at his orders and took the gloves, sliding her tiny hands into the leather. They were way too big for her, but they were warm inside from his hands. She was grinning as she thought that it was sort of intimate wearing his gloves, almost like holding his hand.

She was so distracted by her thoughts that she lost focus on the game, drifting inward to flights of fancy better left unexplored. That was why she didn�t see the bludger coming straight for her or the beater who was flying his broom too close to the faculty stands. It wasn�t until the player skidded to a halt, his broom swinging around as he changed direction, that she reacted, flinging herself backwards and out of the way just before the broom would have hit her up side the head.

She fell into the empty space between the bench she was seated on and the one behind her. Her head smacked against the bench seat and her bottom hit the floor hard, jarring her. She groaned in discomfort and looked up to find a panicked Severus hovering over her.

�Are you alright?� He asked, his hands moving over her as he checked for injuries.

�I�m fine, aside from the fact that I am bent in half and unable to get myself up.� She said, staring at her feet where her legs were bent over the bench in front of her. �Severus, I�m okay, just help me up.�

It was really touching to see him so concerned for her. He completely disregarded everyone else who was staring curiously at the two of them. He didn�t seem to care that his unusual behavior would start the rumors flying about their relationship.

�Are you sure? The baby��

�The baby is fine, Severus. I hit my bum and bumped my head, it isn�t a big deal. Help me up, please.� She said. He took her hands but his grip slipped when the oversized leather gloves slid off. She laughed at his scowl as he tossed them aside and took her hands again and pulled her to her feet in front of him.

�Does your head ache? Do you have double vision or feel dizzy at all?� He asked feeling the back of her head for injuries.

�No, I�m good.� She chuckled.

�Are you certain?� He asked again, his hands sliding over her shoulders and down her arms. �Any pain or cramping?�

Hermione lost her breath completely when he laid his palm against her stomach. No one had touched her tummy aside from herself, the healer and Ginny. His touch felt different and it unsettled her.

�No, Severus, I�m fine, please stop worrying�people are staring at us.� She whispered. He looked around them at the other faculty members and they were indeed staring, especially given that his hands were buried beneath her cloak and they were only scant inches apart. Minerva and Poppy wore matching smirks.

�God damn it.� He swore beneath his breath. �Nosy buggers.� He pulled his hands away from her and they both felt the loss more than either cared to admit. He took a step back, righted his robes and cleared his throat before resuming his seat. Hermione settled beside him, unnerved by the feelings coursing through her as she returned her hands to the warmth of his leather gloves.

What was wrong with her? Why did she feel such disappointment when he withdrew his touch? Why did the light, minty scent of him haunt her? Hell it was to the point that she couldn�t brush her teeth or chew gum without the scent bringing him to mind. It had to be the pregnancy, didn�t it?

�You aren�t to be anywhere near the paddock after this.� Severus said quietly. �Quidditch is obviously too dangerous for you to be a spectator.�

�Then it is a good thing that this is the final game of the year.� She replied, her attention on the match. She smiled, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly at his demand. His caring was sweet, even as it was rather domineering. �Not that I would argue with you on that point. I hate Quidditch.�

�Excellent, then we are in agreement.� He said, his expression smug.

�On this we are. But, Severus, do not think to give me orders often, I have issues with authority.� She said, wearing a smirk of her own when he arched his brow and glanced at her askance.

�Of this I am quite aware.� He drawled. �However, in matters involving your safety and the safety of our child I feel perfectly justified in making my feelings known.�

Our child. He had called the baby our child. Her head was swimming and heat washed over her. His words, those simple words held so much power, enough power to elicit a very strong reaction from her. It would be understandable to her if it were a negative one. If it were fear, anger or even disgust, but it was none of those things. It was an almost giddy sensation, one she hadn�t felt in years. An excitement that left a dull aching in the pit of her stomach.

She didn�t notice that the match was over, Ravenclaw having successfully defeated her Gryffindors. She gathered her composure and stood, suddenly aware of the way everyone was watching her and Severus.

�And so it begins.� She muttered, watching as Madame Sprout leaned in and whispered something to Madame Hooch. The two of them were grinning as they stared and Hermione shook her head.

�So what begins?� Severus asked. She looked up, suddenly aware of just how tall he actually was. He towered over her by at least a foot.

�The speculation and the rumors. It will only get worse when I begin to show.� She said with a sigh. �Now everyone will assume that you got me pregnant.�

�You are pregnant, and it is mine.� He said glancing over her head at the other professors as they observed them and whispered.

�Yes, but now they will assume that we have been carrying on some sort of torrid affair.� She said.

�And you would rather them know that you conceived using my stolen sperm and a syringe than to think that perhaps you may have been having a relationship with me? How flattering.� He said sarcastically.

�Oh, Severus, No!� She gasped, horrified at the way her words had come across. �I didn�t mean it that way at all!� She had wrapped her hands around his arm and was now looking up at him with guilt in her watery eyes. �I don�t care if they believe we are�well, I don�t care what they think, I just don�t want the rumors and what not to affect the baby when it gets older.�

�Do you not think that perhaps believing that their parents were close would be less traumatic and confusing than the truth of our situation?� He asked, bending his head towards her to keep their conversation private.

�I hadn�t really thought about that too much.� She said, chewing on her bottom lip.

�At some point the child is going to ask us questions. What will we say?� He asked.

�We will just tell them the truth.� She said with a shrug.

�And you don�t think hearing that he or she was conceived due to a mishap would be hard to grasp?� He glanced down to where she still clutched his arm and adjusted their position so that it appeared as if he were going to escort her down the long winding stairs that exited the stands.

�Well we have quite a bit of time before that becomes an issue so I don�t feel hard pressed to come up with an answer for it just yet.� She said stubbornly as she fell into step beside him and they descended the stairs.

�I suppose that is true. However, we should figure out what story we wish to go public with when the time comes. I don�t think the true tale is appropriate. It discredits Poppy�s abilities and makes us look like fools.� He said.

�We could say you willingly donated your sperm.� She answered, her head clouding with the sweet minty scent of him. She leaned just a bit closer and breathed deeply.

�And you think people will believe that I would do something like that?� He asked, his brows lifted.

�You have a point. We could say it was an accident, we had too much to drink and spent the night together.� She offered.

�Ah, so not only are we drunkards but we are irresponsible and promiscuous.� He said. Hermione looked up at him with a frown.

�Fine, we work together with no time to date so we decided to become shag pals and oops, you got too excited during one of our trysts and now I�m pregnant. How does that work for you?� She grouched.

�It is more believable than me handing over my sperm out of the kindness of my heart.� He drawled.

�You know, I have had more conversations in the last few months with the word �sperm� in them than most people probably have in a lifetime.� She said as they meandered leisurely down the stairs. They were aware of other faculty behind and in front of them so they kept their voices low.

�I would have to agree with you there. I have never spoken of my own bodily fluids so much in all my life.� He said.

�Well serves you right for using them in your experiments.� She said. �I still can�t quite get my mind around that little bit of information.�

�I don�t see the point in paying for supplies I can get for free.� He said.

�No, it isn�t the use of them; it�s the collection of them that threw me.� She laughed when he stumbled on the steps and looked at her with wide eyes. �Are you okay?� She asked through her laughter.

�I am fine.� He said tightly as he regained his footing and adjusted his robes. �I just wasn�t expecting you to comment on the collection process.�

�It�s just�well I know how it�s collected, I just never pictured you�.�

�Well I should certainly hope not!� He looked horrified at the thought of her picturing him masturbating. She couldn�t seem to fight the part of her nature that liked to tease.

�Well I never did before, now it just randomly pops into my head at odd moments throughout the day.� She said. She could hear his breathing pick up and his cheeks were slightly flushed, his lips pressed tight together.

�This is a highly inappropriate conversation.� He said uncomfortably. �Such topics are personal, too intimate for colleagues.�

�What, talking about your sperm? I think we have bypassed inappropriate a long time ago. As for it being intimate�Severus, I have had your sperm inside me, how much more intimate can we get?� She teased. He stopped at the bottom of the steps and bent his head close to hers.

�As it wasn�t me who put it there I would say we could get a hell of a lot more intimate.� He said low. She didn�t know what to say, his words were shocking and dare she admit it, exciting?

�Pardon us.� Hermione tore her gaze from Severus to see Madams Sprout and Hooch standing on the bottom step waiting for them to move. Madam Hooch was smirking at the two of them. �We hate to break up such a cozy moment, but the Ravenclaws did just win the championship and I would like to congratulate them.�

�Oh..yes, of course. I apologize, we were just�uh�.� Hermione stammered and Severus was staring at her with a smug expression on his face.

�We were just discussing potions ingredients.� Severus provided.

�Of course you were.� Hooch said with a grin and a wink for Severus as he pulled Hermione aside and let them pass. They remained off to the side until the last of the staff had gone before Severus turned to face her.

�I was only teasing you.� She said softly.

�I wasn�t.� He said. Hermione found it suddenly difficult to draw breath. Her heart was pounding and her head was buzzing. She couldn�t think, high on his scent and the unusual glint in his eyes.

�You weren�t?� Her voice cracked and she swayed a little towards him.

�I don�t tease.� His voice rolled over her like a wave of heat and she swallowed hard, moving forward just a little bit closer to him. �I get straight to the point.�

�What was the point?� She asked dazedly.

�The point was that you and I have never shared a moment of true intimacy.� He said, fascinated by her heavy lidded gaze, flushed cheeks and plump, moist lips.

�Oh�you smell good.� She muttered, moving to within an inch of him and inhaling his scent.

�Hermione?� She lifted onto her toes and without warning she licked his lips. Just a quick swipe of her tongue along his lips. He jerked his head back slightly his eyes narrowing in confusion. She gasped, her eyes widening as she realized what she had done. She brought her fingertips to her lips and backed up slowly.

�Oh gods, I am�I am so sorry�I don�t know�I don�t know why I did that�.I�.� She turned abruptly and took off at a light jog across the field towards the castle. Severus watched her go, running his tongue over his lips, testing to see if any trace of her flavor would remain.

�Well, that certainly changed things.� He said softly to himself. She had just stepped them into intimate territory.

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Hi everyone!! So...there you are, as usual, the first 5 chapters with an update every couple of days. Yes, the story is complete and already my fingers and brain are busy working on the next tale. I hope you will enjoy this funny, sweet little journey. I needed to work on something lighthearted as my next fic is emotionally draining and will be a rough, tearfilled journey for both writer and reader.....at any rate, I hope you enjoy!!!!!!

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