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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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Chapter Six

“Hermione!” a voice called aloud as Hermione made her way down the hallway to the head’s office. She turned around to see a young woman with white blonde hair beaming at her.

“Luna? What are you doing here?” Hermione asked, hugging her friend and eying the large case in her hand. “It’s good to see you.”

“I’m the new Transfiguration Professor. Didn’t you know?” Luna asked.

“Really? Wow, no I didn’t have a clue!” Hermione replied. Together they continued towards the Head’s office slowly.

“Well, I’m not technically going to be a Professor until next year, Professor McGonagall has taken over my apprenticeship so that she can get me adjusted to the lesson plans. So I’ll only be assisting for the last month before summer and then I’ll take over next year.” Luna explained. “So you live here too?”

“Yes, I live with Severus in the dungeons I’m afraid.” Hermione shrugged. “But I love still being at Hogwarts.”

“Ah, Miss Lovegood! So good to see you again.” Minerva greeted as they entered her office. “I see you’ve run into Hermione.”

“Yes, it’ll be nice to have a friend around.” Luna smiled.

“That it will. I’ll call to have your things taken to your new rooms so that we can head straight to the Great Hall for lunch.” The older witch said. “You two go ahead I’ll join you momentarily and we can catch up over lunch.”

Leaving her coat and case behind, Luna followed Hermione out and down to the hall for lunch.

“How’s Ron? I haven’t spoken to him in what feels like forever.” Hermione asked.

“Oh he’s fine, the wedding is next month did he tell you?” Luna replied.

“Not in person but I got the invite.” Hermione nodded. “Are you excited?”

“Yes, I think I am actually.” Luna said dreamily. “What about Professor Snape? Will he join you at the wedding?”

“Who knows, he might or he might not and he probably won’t tell me until the last minute either.” Hermione scoffed.

“It can’t be so bad Hermione. You look happy.” The blonde pointed out as they took their seats.

“Actually, I am happy. I mean I know it’s not a match made in heaven or anything but I get to be at Hogwarts and I’m going to be having a baby. It’s quite exciting really.” Hermione said honestly.

“Don’t be so quick to dismiss the match. I think...the Professor is very intelligent is he not?” Luna asked, Hermione just nodded in response. “And the age gap doesn’t bother you?”

“No, it’s not the age that bothers me at all. It’s just...I can’t see him ever letting me get close to him, or anyone for that matter. I wouldn’t want to get my hopes up over it to find out that he could never care for me that way.” Hermione explained. “He’s just not really the kind of person I can picture in a relationship.”

“I think he may surprise you.” Luna commented. “Here he comes now and he’s had his eyes on you since he stepped through the door.”

“That’s because I’m not normally in the hall for lunch.” Hermione grinned. “You wait to hear his first words.” They both smiled up at the dark man approaching them. Severus took his seat before saying a word and then turned to Hermione.

“I’m surprised to see you here.” He commented, lifting his fork. Neither of the girls could help themselves and quickly turned to each other to share a secret grin.

“I wanted to catch up with Luna. She’s going to be taking over from Minerva next year.” Hermione explained.

“Ah, I did wonder if she was one of the new apprentices for next year.” Severus nodded.

“One of them?” Hermione asked. “Who’s the other one with?”

“Filius, he’s been thinking of retiring ever since the war so they’re looking for an apprentice for him.” He explained. “I knew Minerva was also looking for a replacement due to her head duties.”

“Do you think I could do it?” Hermione asked excitedly.

“Oh yes and what exactly do you plan on doing with the child then exactly?” he asked rolling his eyes.

“I’m sure we’ll think of something, besides an apprenticeship could take at least a whole year, Luna started hers with a Transfiguration Professor straight after school; she’s just finishing up her training here so that she’s ready to start straight away.” Hermione said. “If Filius is happy to train me as an apprentice over the next year or so then I’m sure we can think of some kind of arrangement for the baby. I don’t want to give up my entire future because the ministry decided they wanted everyone to have babies.”

“If you think you can manage it go ahead and apply.” He muttered to himself.

“Severus Snape, I am not going to sit at home looking after your son or daughter for the rest of my life while you waltz in and out from working. My mind will rot!” Hermione chided. The hall instantly quietened and Hermione had the good grace to look a little ashamed of her outburst.

“Well done dearest.” He snorted. “I’m sure the student body will have a whale of a time with that one.”

~*~*~

Hermione was in the bath already when she heard her husband come in from his evening meal. She sighed and let herself enjoy a few more moments of peace before getting out and wrapping her towel tightly around her.

She headed straight to the bedroom to get dressed for bed so that she would be appropriately covered. She pulled on her pyjama bottoms and found a vest top to wear from her draw. She was just pulling her top over her chest as Severus entered the bedroom and was suddenly very grateful she hadn’t spent longer deciding on a top.

“My apologies.” He said, turning his head away.

“It’s OK I’m done.” She replied.

“I was just checking that you were here.” He said. “I didn’t know if you’d still be with Miss Lovegood.”

“No actually she went to talk to Filius about helping him with some of the Ravenclaw head of house duties.” Hermione said.

“Goodness, that’s starting her a bit soon isn’t it?” he asked shaking his head.

“She’s not taking his job, just helping him.” Hermione corrected. Then she noticed him staring at her stomach. “Starting to get a bit more obvious now isn’t it?” He snapped his gaze but up to hers looking startled.

“Sorry.” He said quickly.

“It’s OK, it’s your baby in there you know.” She grinned; it was so strange to see him so uncertain about something. “here” She took his hand and pressed it to her covered stomach. “That’s your baby in there and in about five weeks you’re going to be able to feel him or her moving around in there.”

“Can you?” he asked, not taking his eyes from his hand still pressed against her stomach even though she had now drop her hand. “Can you feel it move yet?”

“”I’m not sure,” she replied biting her lip. “I thought I maybe felt something yesterday but I don’t really know what it’s supposed to feel like so it’s hard to tell.” He stepped a little closer to her as his hand ran gently across her stomach, feeling the now more distinctive bump that she had at fifteen weeks.

“What did it feel like?” he asked.

“I don’t know....kind of like bubbles. Like a few tiny bubbles popped inside my stomach.” She smiled at the thought. “I guess we can only wait and see if it happens again.”

“Are you heading to bed now?” he asked, suddenly stepping back from her and dropping his hand.

“No, I was just getting comfortable and then I’m going to go and read by the fire.” She replied, turning to look for her jumper.

“Alright, I’m just finishing up something in my lab and then I’ll join you.” He nodded. The two parted ways at the living room, where Hermione took a seat on the sofa to read and Severus headed into his private lab.

When he returned an hour later, which was admittedly a bit longer than the fifteen minutes that he’d planned he found Hermione curled up on the sofa asleep. Her book had fallen from her hands to the floor, page lost. He went to wake her to send her to bed but he found that even he couldn’t make himself wake her.

Four months ago he would have taken great pleasure in waking the Gryfindor know-it-all, unfortunately since they had the talk on trying to at least be civil and try to make the best of things he had found that her company was not actually as troublesome as he had thought it would be. In fact it was nice sometimes to be able to have an intelligent conversation with someone and few rivalled Hermione when it came to intellect. It was that thought that immediately made him feel guilty about her earlier statement.

She had been right, it wasn’t fair to allow her to sit at home and let that intelligence waste away, she deserved to have a future even if it did have to take second priority to a child. So in his guilt he found himself shifting his sleeping wife into his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. He managed to get her in the bed and covered without so much as a stir.

It was when he came to bed that he woke her, once again finding that he had to shift her from the very centre of the bed.

“Urgh...” she groaned. “What happened?”

“Nothing, you were taking up the whole bed again.” He told her. Hermione promptly sat up in bed and yanked her jumper off over her head.

“God I feel boiling.” She sighed in relief as she lay back down.

“Lucky you.” He commented dryly. “All these years down here and you’d think I’d have gotten used to the cold by now.”

~*~*~

It was the morning that startled Severus. He was warm, very warm. It was as he began to gain focus that he realised that there was someone laying against him. Actually practically on him... It was definitely strange and for a moment he felt panicked, he and Hermione always tried to stay as far away from each other in bed as possible, it was an unspoken rule. Now he was lying on his back with Hermione plastered against his side with one arm and one leg flung over him and her head on his chest. How had she even tucked herself under his arm in the first place?

After a few moments of deciding whether to try to move her without waking her or just wake her to get her to move he decided that it wasn’t actually unpleasant having her snuggled up against him. She looked extremely comfortable there...then he noticed a twitch lower down his body and growled to himself. That had never happened. He hadn’t felt attracted to Hermione even once since they’d been married. On the Wedding Night he had had to drug her and take a potion himself to allow him to even perform. All he had even been able to see was that eleven year old girl that kept raising her hand in class.

Deciding that this was dangerous territory he reached for his wand on the bedside table and used it to levitate her off of him and slip from the bed before she woke up. He needed a cold shower, fast.

Once he had showered and dressed and sat down with a cup of tea he had already convinced himself that since it was the morning that that part of his body was more likely to be standing to attention anyway so it wasn’t a big deal. He didn’t have to be attracted to Hermione, he could just rationalise that one occasion and move on exactly as they had been before this morning’s embarrassing incident. Thank Merlin that she was still asleep.

“Oh!” a gasp made him turn to find a very startled Hermione in her pyjamas and dressing gown. “I didn’t expect you to still be here you startled me!”

“My apologies for sitting here.” He murmured, turning back to his paper. Hermione helped herself to some tea and sat down in silence for a few moments.

“Anything interesting?” she asked him eventually.

“Not really.” He sighed, closing the paper and putting it down. “I was going to get some supplies for the classroom later. If you are in need of anything you are welcome to join me.”

“Really?” Hermione asked. “That’d be good. I need to have a look for some maternity robes now that I’m starting to show. None of my trousers or jeans fit. I’ve been trying a trick I read in a muggle magazine of looping a hairband through the button hole to give me some extra room.”

“Seriously?” he asked in disbelief. She nodded. “You are a witch are you not? Why could you not just transfigure a little extra room?”

“Oh.” Hermione mouthed.

“Brightest witch of her age I think not.” He smirked.
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