Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

Severus was surprised to hear a knock on his door. "Now, who in the devil could that be?" He got up to open it and saw Albus and Minerva, each exuding holiday cheer.

"Happy Christmas, my boy! Care for a drink with us before we head off to my cottage for a few days?" Albus asked, holding up a tray of hot toddies.

Merlin, Avada me now! "Please, come in." Severus opened the door wider to allow them entrance. Twinkling and grinning, Albus swept by Severus and into his sitting room. Although surprised by the Christmas tree, he wisely chose not to mention it.

Everyone situated themselves and began to sip their drinks.

"Is Hermione about?" Minerva knew exactly where Hermione was. She just wanted to see what Severus thought of her being away without him.

Glaring, Severus sat his drink down and said, "She has gone to the Burrow for Christmas dinner."

"Were you not invited?" Albus innocently inquired as he sipped. He knew that Minerva had advised Hermione to ask Severus along, and he was wondering if she had followed the advice.

"Yes, Hermione asked me to accompany her. I did not wish to be surrounded by Weasleys today." He knew he was brooding, but he honestly hated to be away from Hermione for an entire day.

"What about Hermione, then?" Minerva asked.

"Apparently, she did want to be surrounded by Weasleys."

Minerva chuckled. "No, Severus, I am asking if you wanted to be around Hermione today or if you are glad to have some time to yourself for awhile."

No, I am not glad to be rid of her! I never want her to leave my side! "It has been...quiet with her away."

Albus and Minerva shared a knowing look. Albus told him, "I suppose you will be happy when she delivers and is out of your hair. I know how she always grated on your nerves as a student. Has living with her been a burden to you?"

"A burden?" What are these two playing at this time? Meddlesome old fools! "No, it has not been a burden having her here. She has become somewhat pleasant to be around; now that she has grown up and matured, that is."

That one statement told the two older lovers more about his feelings than Severus could have imagined. Albus decided to talk to him before he ruined the best thing that had ever happened to him. He desperately wanted Severus to be happy, and he knew, without a doubt, that Hermione and their baby was what he needed.

"Severus, I want to give you some, no doubt, very unwelcome advice. If you have what you want right where you want it, you should do everything in your power to keep it there." Albus took a small drink before driving his point home. "Even if that constitutes being surrounded by Weasleys for a couple of hours." Albus' eyes twinkled mischievously as he spoke the last statement, knowing Severus hated to be in crowds.

This statement made Severus think. She really is everything I want and more than I could have imagined. We have certainly grown close these past few months. Closer, still, these past couple of weeks. I have already told her I care for her, and she has said she cares for me as well. Maybe I should court Hermione and see how that goes. After everything else we have done and confessed, a little courtship would not be amiss! And really, as things stand now, I have nothing to lose either.

"If you two would excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be."

"Certainly, my boy! Certainly!" Albus and Minerva were very happy that Severus seemed to be taking the advice to heart.

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Hermione arrived at the Burrow with a slightly heavy heart. She wanted to see everyone at the Burrow, but she hated to leave Severus. Now that he had finally admitted he did care for her, she wanted to spend as much time as possible with him to prove to him that they could be a family. She was hurt that he had refused to accompany her without a second thought. Oh, well, I am just going to enjoy my time here and not think of it any longer!

Before she could step away from the fireplace, Molly grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the room. "Hermione, come in! It's so good to see you!"

Molly began brushing bits of soot and ash from Hermione's cloak. Hermione smiled at Molly and let her carry on with the mothering. She considered the Weasleys her 'adoptive' family anyway. Ron walked over and helped her with her many gifts. Even though she had shrunk them, she still had quite a few.

"Hermione, why did you not magic these here? It would've been so much easier on you!" Ron shook his head at her.

"Because, Ronald," Hermione sighed, wishing she had done just that, "I wanted to watch everyone open the gifts I brought them!"

After all of Hermione's gifts had been handed out to everyone, she sat down on the couch next to Tonks. She really missed Ginny, but she and Draco were on their honeymoon. "Hi, Tonks. Happy Christmas!"

"Wotcher, Hermione! Happy Christmas to you, too! Did you exchange gifts with Snape?"

That caused Hermione's heart to ache a bit. "Yes, he got me a Kneazle kitten that has a striking resemblance to Crookshanks."

Tonks looked surprised. "Wow, that was a thoughtful gift. I didn't know he had it in him! What did you get him?"

"I knitted a blanket for the baby using his old one. He seemed very pleased with it."

Tonks noticed a depressed expression pass over her friend's face and decided to change the subject, knowing silliness would smooth things over. "Well, since Harry liked the new nightgown Aunt Narcissa gave me so much, he gave me a gift certificate for Coco de Mer. Although I told him the nightgown hadn't come from there, he told me that it's okay, as any lingerie shop would do! He said that was the only lingerie shop he knew by name because his aunt Petunia used to receive the catalogs, but only his uncle Vernon would actually look at them when he thought nobody was about."

Hermione laughed and looked over to Harry, who was trying, yet again, to beat Ron at Wizard's chess. Of course, he would only occasionally beat Ron, but never stopped trying. As she was gazing around the room watching everyone, she realized this was the first time in many years that this family was completely together, with the exception of Ginny and Draco, and at peace with no threats of Dark Lords or Death Eaters looming over them. Even Percy and his wife had joined them. This made her smile the most.

She had been there about an hour when Molly announced dinner was ready. Just as she stood to go to the dining room, there was a knock on the door. Arthur went to answer it, and to everyone's surprise, Severus Snape was standing there, holding a bottle of Caliterra Chardonnay, which Hermione knew Severus liked particularly for the vanilla and spice flavor.

"I hope that I have not missed dinner," he said as he handed the bottle to Arthur.

"Severus," Arthur greeted. "Do come in. You're just in time."

He looked up to see Hermione beaming at him, and his chest swelled at the sight. Obviously, he had made the right decision by coming. He walked over to her, returning her smile, and offered her an arm to escort her to the table. After he seated her, he took the seat beside her and looked around at all the gobsmacked faces staring at him.

"Everyone, tuck in!" Molly said. She had been more than surprised to see Severus Snape join her family for dinner, but he was most welcome. Something must be going on between those two, she thought as she watched Hermione and Severus quietly talking to each other.

"Thank you for coming, Severus," Hermione shyly said. "I must say, I am pleasantly surprised to see you."

Severus smiled genuinely and told her, "I just decided I would rather spend the day with you than be alone with nothing to do other than read." He delighted in the slight blush that warmed her cheeks at his words.

The conversation around the table was jovial and lighthearted, and Severus was surprised to find he was actually enjoying himself. He had even joined in on a conversation with Potter and Weasley about Quidditch. The two boys had been surprised their ex-Potions master was so knowledgeable about the sport.

"I do not know why you two are so surprised by my knowledge of Quidditch; you both know I have refereed before. I also played whilst at school."

Now that they thought about it, they did remember that. Plus, he never missed a match. Both Ron and Harry always thought it was because he was Head of Slytherin and had never considered that he might actually enjoy the sport. Actually, they hadn't cared.

When Severus noticed Hermione yawning, he told her it was time for them to leave. They said their good-byes and left for Hogwarts, both very content. Before they even stepped from the fireplace, Hermione saw the tree Severus had arranged for her and gasped in delight.

"Oh, Severus! You did this for me? Thank you! I love it! To me, it just seems more like Christmas with a tree." Hermione was glowing, her face alight with happiness.

"You are most welcome, Hermione. I must admit, I am enjoying having the tree. I only wish I had thought of it sooner. We may keep it up until the new year if you wish." Severus was very pleased that he was the one who had caused her face to light up so.

"Yes, I would like that very much," she said. A glance at the clock startled her. It was half past seven! She had never stayed at the Burrow that long before. She looked at Severus and saw a very peaceful expression upon his face.

"Thank you for coming today. I was very happy you came."

Severus smiled. "It was truly my pleasure. I am surprised I enjoyed myself so much, and I can hardly believe I stayed so long. You must be exhausted."

"Yes, I am rather tired. I believe I will take my bath now, and when I am finished, what say you to opening the rest of our gifts?"

"I would enjoy that immensely," he replied.

Severus had completely forgotten about the other gifts under the tree. Just as he turned to look, the baby Kneazle rubbed up against his leg, purring contentedly. Static caused its fur to crackle. Hermione smiled while Severus scowled.

"Come on, little Snarky-Puss! Come with me." Hermione walked over to Severus and picked the Kneazle up.

"Snarky-Puss? What, pray tell, is a Snarky-Puss?"

Hermione giggled. "Well, that's his name. I wanted to name him something that reminded me of you since you gave him to me, and since you are always so snarky, I thought it fit."

"I see. I suppose that is the polite way of saying it," he said, smirking at her.

Hermione only grinned and headed to the bathroom for her bath. When she walked through the bedroom, she laid Snarks on the bed and got out her silk pajama top. She seriously debated wearing her new nightie that Narcissa had given her, but she wanted to be wearing Severus' pajama top while she opened the rest of her gifts. When she put it on after her bath, she realized the buttons were starting to strain against her stomach. In another week or two, I won't be able to wear this.

When she finished, she left Snarks on the bed and went to join Severus in the sitting room. He smirked when he saw the pajama top. "You are about to outgrow your attire, I dare say."

"Yes," she sighed. "I dread it too; this material is so comfortable." And, it's your top against my skin.

Severus handed her a box. "Shall we? I did get one other thing for you. I hope you enjoy it."

Delighted, she opened the box to reveal a maternity nightgown. It was made of the same material and the same color as the pajama top she had on. She vaguely wondered if he had tired of seeing her wear the same shirt to bed each night. Dismissing the thought, she said, "Oh, Severus! Thank you so much! It's beautiful! I also got you one other thing," she told him. She quickly picked up a nearby package and handed it to him.

Severus was stunned when he opened the gift. It was a rare, limited edition Potions text, The Book of Secrets of Albertus Magnus, published in 1525. He had been searching for it for months. "Where did you find this? How did you even know I wanted it?"

It was her turn to smirk. "Do you remember that day you let me use your study to do my homework?" He nodded. "I saw the title written on a piece of parchment and asked Lucius to help me. I believe he found it in Germany."

"Thank you, Hermione. You don't know how much this means to me." He leant into her and kissed her on the lips. Severus intended it to be gentle, but as they continued, the kiss became more passionate. When they finally broke apart and caught their breaths, Severus rubbed her cheek with his thumb and kissed the tip of her nose.

Feeling the need to distance himself a bit, he told her, "I thank you again for taking the trouble to find this. Both of your gifts were very thoughtful, and I shall always treasure them."

"You're welcome," she replied, a soft smile on her lips. "Here. I think this one is from Lucius and Narcissa."

Hermione was reeling from that kiss. Happy that they were making progress in the right direction, she sat back to see what the Malfoys had sent Severus. It's only a matter of time, Severus Snape! You will be mine!

Severus opened the present and smiled at the fifty-year-old scotch, his favorite brand. The note inside read, To celebrate when your heir arrives.

They continued until all the gifts had been opened. Hermione's favorite, next to those Severus had given her, was from Ginny and Draco. It was a trip to an all day spa that specialized in pampering pregnant women. Hermione sighed contentedly and looked around her. This was the first Christmas since her parents died that she had been happy.

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The next morning after breakfast, an owl arrived for Severus just as Hermione was getting up to shower. She noticed that it was a Malfoy owl and stayed to see what the letter was about. "Is everything okay? Nothing wrong with Ginny and Draco, is there?"

"No, Lucius is inviting me over today for a drink when you meet Narcissa for tea. If you don't mind, I think I shall accompany you there. Then afterwards, if you'd like, we could go out to dinner." No time like the present to start courting you.

"Yes, I would like that very much." Another date? Yes, I do like that very much, indeed.

Hermione spent the rest of the day writing thank you notes for her Christmas gifts and playing with Snarks while Severus read his new book by the fire until it was time to go to the Malfoys. When they arrived at the manor, Dippy took Hermione to the sitting room and Severus to the study.

"Hermione, it is so nice to see you again. You are looking very well," Narcissa said, her warm smile welcoming.

"Thank you, Mrs. Malfoy. You look lovely, as usual. I must say, I was surprised, albeit pleasantly, to receive your invitation."

"You are already calling Lucius by his given name, so please, call me Narcissa. Have a seat," she said graciously. Narcissa rang the bell for tea, then turned back to Hermione. "I admit to having an ulterior motive for inviting you to have tea. Lucius and I absolutely adore Severus. All we want for him is his happiness. He deserves to be happy. We both think you could make that happen, but there are some things you need to understand about him first."

Hermione was a bit taken aback. Me? Narcissa Malfoy thinks I could make Severus happy? Wow, I am surprised she would think that about me

"I don't understand. Why would you think I could make him happy?" She wanted to tread carefully with this conversation, not wanting to expose her own emotional attachment if it wouldn't be necessary. There was still the contract to consider even though she and Severus had been interacting differently with each other.

Narcissa smiled. "I have eyes, you know, and I am a woman. I observe things. I know that Severus has feelings for you, and I can see you do for him as well. As to the extent of these feelings, time will tell, I am sure."

Narcissa paused as the tea tray arrived. In keeping with the Christmas spirit, peppermint tea was served, along with assorted cakes and biscuits. After she and her guest had been served, Narcissa continued her conversation with Hermione.

"Severus is a very complicated and private man, Hermione. He has been that way as long as I have known him. That's since I was fifteen, and he was eleven. He had a very abusive childhood, and his early years at Hogwarts, as a student, were not all that pleasant either. I will not go into detail on either of these matters, however, for those are his tales to tell. I will say that he and Lucius seemed kindred spirits, having similar home lives." She looked saddened at the memory.

"I think that is what caused Lucius to even notice a first year, as he was in his seventh, and take him under his wing. Of course, I was not in the picture until my fifth year. That is when Lucius noticed me, thanks to a function my family attended, and Severus noticed Lucinda later on when they were both in their sixth year."

Hermione visibly cringed when she heard that name, remembering her encounter with the witch in the bathroom after Ginny's binding ceremony. Narcissa continued with her story.

"When I started dating Lucius, and later, when Lucinda started dating Severus, everything seemed perfect. We all got on so well. It was during this time that the Dark Lord started gathering followers. His ideals seemed so right, and Lucinda and I encouraged Severus and Lucius to join his cause."

"To rid the world of Muggle-borns and half-bloods?" Hermione asked, her manner tense. "To keep the purebloods pure?" Hermione knew she sounded bitter, and truth be told, she was bitter. She had faced these prejudices the whole time she had been in the Wizarding world and had lost her parents to this cause.

Narcissa sighed. "Hermione, what you need to understand is that purebloods are taught from birth that they are superior. It is ingrained into them from infancy. We don't know any other way. So, when this man came along with a plan to ensure the continuance of those ideals, we were more than happy to align ourselves with him. At the time, we had no idea what a monster he was or the lengths he would go to."

Hermione looked into her barely touched tea and asked, "Do you still believe those things, Narcissa? Do you still see me as a Mudblood? As someone beneath you?"

Narcissa smiled warmly, wanting to reassure Hermione. "No, I do not, and before you ask, neither does Lucius. Well, Lucius thinks himself the superior of everyone, not just Muggle-borns." This caused Hermione to chuckle, and the mood was lightened, as was Narcissa's intent. "Severus no longer believes those things either. He did choose you to carry his heir, after all." Hermione nodded, thinking about what she was being told.

Narcissa continued with her story. "When the Dark Lord was destroyed the first time, we all felt free. Draco was a baby, and Severus and Lucinda were engaged. Things were going well. Then one day, Severus went to surprise Lucinda, and he caught her in a...compromising position. He ended things with her right then and never once looked back. So, due to his upbringing, his involvement with the Dark Lord, and his experience with Lucinda, he has a very hard time trusting and opening up his heart to anyone. He has dated a few witches, but he has never let things get serious. I have never seen him look at anyone, Lucinda included, the way I've seen him look at you."

Hermione was surprised by this because she herself had a hard time being able to read Severus or being able to tell what he was thinking. "Do you think I have a chance with him? He has already admitted to caring about me, but do you think he could truly love me?"

"If you are patient, understanding, and willing to go the distance, I am sure of it. Please do not hurt him, Hermione. I feel that would be easy for you to do now that he has already admitted to caring for you. He needs someone to love and call his own, and I am sure he wants that person to be you."

Hermione was encouraged to hear these words from Narcissa. Even though she knew that Severus had not admitted to Narcissa that he had these feelings, Hermione felt if anyone would be able to tell, it would be Narcissa and Lucius. "I would never hurt him. I love him and have told him so," Hermione admitted.

Narcissa smiled at her and set her teacup down. "Now, tell me. What was going on with you and Lucinda in the bathroom after the binding ceremony?"

Hermione was taken aback and unsure how much to say. She hadn't known Narcissa knew anything about the confrontation in the bathroom and didn't know how close the sisters-in-law were. "Well, she had learned I was pregnant and became upset."

Narcissa smirked. "Obviously. I was in the last stall of the bathroom whilst you two were having your talk. She did threaten you, did she not?"

"In a round-about way, I suppose she did. I think she was just upset at the time. She doesn't know the circumstances behind the pregnancy, and I wasn't about to offer her any additional information."

"Do not underestimate her, Hermione. She is very vengeful, and she'll not hesitate to follow through with her threats. She does not issue idle ones, I assure you."

"I see. Thank you for the warning, but I am sure I will be safe. I am hardly ever alone anyway."

"Be that as it may, please be careful." Narcissa felt it was time for a happier subject. "I am having a very small gathering on New Year's Eve and would personally like to invite you and Severus. I usually have a huge bash, but with Draco and Ginevra just getting back from their honeymoon, I would like to have just a small gathering of close friends and family. Would you join us?"

"Oh, yes! I will need to ask Severus, of course, but I think we will make it. Why are Ginny and Draco coming back so soon?"

"Draco wants to take more time in the summer. This time of year is busy at our offices."

"Oh, that makes sense. I can't wait to see Ginny!"

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"Severus, old boy, how are you?"

"Fine, Lucius. You are looking well."

"Have a seat. There is a matter that I feel needs to be brought to your attention."

Severus raised an eyebrow at the abruptness Lucius showed. "Oh? What might that be?"

Lucius eyed his longtime friend and his son's godfather intently. He knew Severus was going to be very upset when he told him of Lucinda's threat to his heir and his Gryffindor. "Let me pour you a brandy." After Lucius handed Severus his drink and poured one for himself, he said, "I think it would be wise to keep a close eye on your Gryffindor until your baby is born, if not after as well."

Severus shot a look at Lucius that had most people cowering in fear. "Why would you say such a thing, old friend?" His voice was low and deadly. Surely, Lucius is not threatening Hermione!

Lucius sighed. "Lucinda found out Hermione is pregnant. When Jean-Paul was dancing with her, he discovered it, and he told Lucinda. She issued a veiled threat to Hermione in the bathroom at the binding."

"Merlin's balls, man! How veiled? What exactly did she say? I knew Jean-Paul was holding her too damn close!"

"Narcissa said she told her to beware of having an accident. She was in one of the stalls and overheard the conversation. I just wanted you to be aware of the situation, as we both know how Lucinda is."

"Yes, thank you, Lucius. Now, you need to be aware of this. If anything happens to Hermione or my child because of Lucinda, I will kill her. Make no mistake of that.

Lucius only smirked in reply. He had known very well that Severus would react that way. He intended to have a talk with Lucinda himself when she returned from France the next day. She had wanted to escort Jean-Paul home and meet with Vivienne's parents to discuss the binding arrangements.

"Tell me, Severus. What are your plans for your Gryffindor?"

Severus paused. He really needed someone to talk to, and he thought Lucius was probably as good, maybe better, than anyone else. "I plan to court her these next few months and see what happens. When we leave here, I am taking her to that new restaurant in Diagon Alley, the Crystal Ball, for dinner."

"Excellent! Narcissa and I took Draco and Ginevra there when they informed us of their engagement. Well, after the idea settled with us, of course. Very nice. I dare say, she will have a splendid time!"

Severus only smirked at his friend's obvious approval.

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Hermione and Severus were both very impressed with the Crystal Ball. The food was excellent. Severus dined on baked Edam with Curacao lamb while Hermione had grilled veal chop with spinach and pecorino.

The conversation flowed easily between them. He talked of his childhood and his abusive father without going into too much detail, and he also spoke of his time at Hogwarts as a student. He touched briefly upon his days as a Death Eater, and then, he jumped to later days when he lived as a spy. He didn't dwell on any subject very long. It was enough for Hermione to appreciate that he had made the effort to open up to her. She knew what it had cost him to disclose such personal events from his past.

She also talked of her childhood and of her many adventures at Hogwarts with Ron and Harry. She playfully chastised him for his remark about her teeth in her fourth year when Draco hexed her. In return, he commented on her theft of his Potions supplies.

They were both surprised that by the time they had finished their dessert of baked Alaska Devon Cream several hours had passed. He decided it was time to return to the castle, and they left. Hermione was very tired and a little achy, so after her usual massage, she fell into a restful sleep. As he drifted off, Severus thought to himself that she had not had one nightmare since she had been sharing his bed, aside from the very first one. He smiled as sleep overtook him.

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The New Year's Eve party was in full swing by the time Severus and Hermione arrived. To her dismay, she hadn't owned any dress robes that fit her, so they had made an emergency stop at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. She chose a simple black dress robe, as she had little choice, being hurried. As it was, the shop had just been closing when they arrived, and Severus had paid them extra to stay open thirty minutes longer.

When they walked into the room, Hermione scanned the crowd for Ginny and found her surrounded by the usual gang...as Hermione had come to refer to her friends. She found her way to them as Severus headed towards Lucius and Goyle, Sr. He scanned the room for Lucinda and slightly relaxed when he did not see her in attendance. He did keep Hermione in his sight at all times, however.

As soon as she reached Ginny, Hermione threw her arms around her in a crushing hug. "Welcome home! How was the trip?"

"Great," Draco answered for Ginny. "We never left the room!"

"Oy, Draco! That's my sister you're talking about!" Ron bellowed, causing those around them to laugh.

As it neared midnight, Hermione noticed couples starting to look for each other, and she automatically searched out Severus. She spotted him walking straight towards her and smiled brightly. When he reached her, people had already begun counting down. As they counted one, Severus took Hermione's face in both his hands and gently kissed her on the lips. "Happy New Year, my little lioness."

"Happy New Year to you, too," Hermione said softly. She was surprised he had kissed her at all. She'd thought he'd be the type to avoid public displays of affection. It made her heart swell to know he would willingly kiss her in front of everyone, not that anyone was watching. Most were kissing their own partner.

After that, Severus went to the study with Lucius and the other men for a celebratory cigar, and she went back to the gang. She was beginning to ache a bit, but she didn't want to tell Severus because she wasn't ready to leave just yet.

When Hermione started to get tired, everyone went to sit on the couches by the fireplace, and Draco rang for some hot chocolate. They were all laughing, sipping their chocolate, and having a good time talking about the honeymoon and Christmas gifts when Susan suddenly started to feel sick.

"Neville, I think we need to go home now. I don't feel well," Susan all but moaned. It was obvious to everyone that something was wrong, as a light sheen of sweat appeared on her brow.

"Wow, Susan," Tonks said. "You look really bad. Maybe you should go to St. Mungo's instead."

"No, I think it may just be the flu or something. I will be okay in the morning, I'm sure."

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Neville Apparated them back to his flat. They were not completely living together yet, but Susan had several personal items there and even a few robes. They both knew it was only a matter of time before she moved in completely. He already had plans to give her his mom's engagement ring on Valentine's Day.

Susan was feeling so bad she just threw off all of her clothing and got into bed without bothering with a nightgown, keeping only her knickers on. She was now sweating profusely and didn't want any more clothes than necessary making it worse.

About two hours later, she woke with severe cramps and saw blood all over the sheets. She was so nauseous that she barely made it to the loo in time. Neville heard her retching and got up to check on her. When he stood, he saw the blood on their bed. "Susan? Is everything all right in there?"

"No, it's not. I think I am going to have to go to St. Mungo's, after all. Could you please bring me my dressing gown and slippers to put on?"

"Sure, love. Let's go. I don't like that blood I saw on our bed. It shouldn't be that time of the month already, should it?" She shook her head in reply.

By the time they Flooed to St. Mungo's, Susan was much worse. She could not even stand on her own. When the Welcome Witch saw how sick she was, she was taken to a room right away.

The Healer came in to check her, assisted by a Trainee Healer, and Neville told him the symptoms she'd been having. He then left the room for a few minutes so that an examination could be performed. Afterwards, the Healer asked Neville to come back in the room so that he could speak with them both.

"Miss Bones," the Healer started, "I have no idea what Healer gave you that potion, but you should have stayed in a medical facility for the whole night to be monitored after you took it. You could have had some very bad lasting results taking that unmonitored as you did."

Susan was genuinely confused. "I'm sorry, sir, but I did not take any potions this evening. I've no idea what you're talking about. What is it you think I have taken?"

The Healer looked at her in disbelief. "I don't think it, I know it. Your body is reacting to an Abortion Potion that was taken, I would estimate, as recent as a few hours ago."

Neville was gobsmacked. "Why on earth would Susan take an Abortion Potion? She is not even pregnant!"

"Well, she certainly isn't now, at any rate. There is a test I can run to see if you were pregnant when you took the potion and if it was indeed effective, which I'd say it obviously was."

Susan was starting to panic a little and becoming very upset. "By all means, run the ruddy test. I have never been pregnant and did not take a bloody Abortion Potion!"

The Healer left to run the test, and when he returned, both Neville and Susan could see his confused expression. "I apologize, Miss Bones, Mr. Longbottom. You were not, in fact, pregnant. However, that was an Abortion Potion in your system. If you did not knowingly take it, I suggest you find out what is going on. You will have to stay here until I deem you well enough to leave. Your reaction is worse being that you were not pregnant."

"Why on earth would someone give me an Abortion Potion?" Susan questioned. Then, suddenly, her eyes went wide, and she looked to Neville with a horrified expression on her face. At the same time, they both said, "Hermione!"

"Neville, you have to go to Hogwarts immediately, and tell Hermione and Professor Snape what happened."

"I will first thing in the morning, love. I am sure they are in bed at this hour." Neville leaned down and kissed Susan on the cheek. "Rest. I will stay here with you tonight, and I will leave early to see them, I promise."

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Severus cracked one eye open at the sound of a loud banging on his door. He looked at his clock, and when he saw it was only seven, thought, Bloody hell! Who is that at this early hour on New Year's Day? Checking to make sure the banging had not woken Hermione, he got out of bed and pulled on his dressing gown.

He reached his door and threw it open to find a very anxious looking Neville Longbottom standing there. "Longbottom, what on earth would bring you to my door at this ungodly hour?"

"Professor Snape, I really need to talk to you! It's very important, sir!"

Severus sighed. "Do come in, and get this over with so that I may go back to sleep. And, keep your voice down, boy! Hermione is still abed."

Neville came in, and he blurted, "Susan was given an Abortion Potion!"

Severus raised an eyebrow at this. "Well, your grandmother will certainly be disappointed. However, I don't see what that has to do with me. I have no potion that could stop it once it is already underway."

Neville started running his hands through his hair and pacing. "No, sir, you don't understand. Susan was not pregnant. Someone slipped her that potion. It had to have been at the Malfoys' party. We were there when she started feeling ill." At Severus' blank stare, he continued. "Don't you see? We think it was meant for Hermione!"

That got his attention. Just as he started to speak, he felt a hand on his back and turned to see Hermione. "Neville, that is horrible! Is Susan okay? Where is she?" Hermione was beside herself, and she subconsciously laid a protective hand on her stomach. "I want to go see her!"

"Calm down, Hermione," Severus told her. "It is early yet. Go back to bed for a couple of hours."

"How can you say that? Bed? After hearing this?" she asked incredulously. Looking back to her distraught friend, she asked, "How is she, Neville?" Hermione's eyes were tearing up, and Severus put his arm around her shoulder, giving her a single, quick, comforting squeeze before dropping it again.

"She was very sick last night, vomiting and bleeding, so I took her to St. Mungo's. The Healer said she would be fine, but they wanted to keep her until they were certain the potion had run its course. She will probably get to come home in a couple of days. I wanted you to be aware, because we are certain that potion was meant for you, Hermione. Please, be careful!"

"I will, Neville, and thank you so much for stopping by. Please give our best to Susan, and tell her we hope she feels better soon. I'll come to see her later today. Now, you go get some rest; you look drained."

After they said their good-byes, Neville saw himself out. Severus watched Hermione standing near the doorway. She looked so vulnerable that his heart actually ached. She still had her hand on her expanding stomach, and he knew, without a doubt, that she would give her life to protect the baby. Our baby. Instinctively, he pulled her close to him, knowing a reassuring embrace would be exactly what she needed. He kissed her temple and guided her back to their bed. He turned to walk into the loo. He came out moments later, fully dressed, and he told her, "Stay here. I should be back in about an hour."

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked, slipping out of bed again.

"To Malfoy Manor, where else?"

Hermione started to pace nervously. "At this hour? Do you not think it's too early?" At the intense stare he leveled on her, she replied, "Fine, then! I am going with you."

"You absolutely will not go with me! You will stay here where it is safe, and I will find out what the bloody hell is going on!" When she lifted her chin defiantly, Severus softened his tone. "Please, Hermione. If someone at the Malfoys' party did indeed give Miss Bones that potion, then it is not safe for you to go there." He knew this next sentence would be the stopper. "Nor is it safe for the baby."

Hermione sighed in defeat. She may risk herself, but she would not risk her baby. "Please be careful, Severus, and come home soon! I will worry until you get back."

"Don't worry about me, love. I can handle Lucinda Malfoy." He leant in and softly kissed her. Without looking back, he left. He was halfway to the gates when he realized that he had called Hermione his love. He snorted. What the hell does it matter at this point in our relationship anyway? It's obvious my feelings for her are not as guarded as I'd previously believed.

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Lucinda was sound asleep when the door to her bedroom was forced open, and a very irate Severus Snape walked in. He had forced Dippy to show him where her room was. Reaching her bed, he grabbed her by the arm and jerked her out of it.

"What is the meaning of this, Severus? You know I like it rough, but I do require some warning," she said, winking at him.

Severus wanted to strangle her right then and there. "I know you tried to give Hermione an Abortion Potion, Lucinda, and I want you to know that I. Will. Kill. You. if you so much as look at Hermione the wrong way again."

Lucinda actually had the nerve to smirk. "I have no idea what you are talking about, darling. I was not even at the New Year's party, as you well know."

An evil grin appeared on Severus' face as he wrapped his fingers around Lucinda's neck and squeezed. He purred dangerously, "I never said it happened at the party, Lucinda." He slightly lifted her off the ground.

"Severus! That will do!" Lucius bellowed. "Stop this at once! What is the meaning of this?"

Severus loosened his grip, but by no means did he let her go. "Your dear sister tried to administer an Abortion Potion to Hermione last night. I told you what I would do to her if she tried to harm Hermione or my child in any way. Luckily, the potion was added to the wrong drink, and Susan Bones spent the night at St. Mungo's, although I doubt Miss Bones felt very lucky last night."

"What the hell is he talking about, Lucinda? Is this true? What have you done?" Severus' story infuriated Lucius.

Severus loosened his grip a little more so that she could talk, although her voice was strained. "I have no idea. As you know, I was not even here last night. I was out with Ludovic Bagman last evening."

Severus dropped her, and she gagged and coughed as she hit the floor with an ungraceful thump. If looks could kill, Severus would have died instantly. "You did not have to physically be here, Lucinda, to do such a thing. Even a house-elf could drop a potion in a drink." Severus was so angry, he was trembling. "Listen to me well. This was your first and only warning. If you harm one hair on Hermione Granger's head, or if anything happens to my child, I will kill you. Make no mistake."

He nodded once to Lucius and stormed out of the manor in a flurry of black robes with only one thing on his mind: Hermione. He needed to get back to her as quickly as possible. Around noon, an owl from Neville told them that Susan was still beside herself and didn't wish to have any visitors, so they decided to wait until the next day. Severus spent the afternoon comforting her, and in return, she did the same. Both knew what could have happened had she drank from the cup Susan had.

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When Hermione awoke the next morning after a fitful sleep, the first thing she wanted to do was shower and go visit Susan. Severus, however, was having none of that, to her total dismay.

"I am sorry, Hermione, but I simply cannot allow you to leave the castle unescorted. It is too dangerous."

Hermione folded her arms over her chest and humphed. "I am certain that St. Mungo's would be quite safe, Severus. You can't believe any harm would befall me there, can you?"

"No, I cannot be sure of that, and until I am, you will remain here. If I could take you, I would, but I simply can't miss the staff meeting today. Not to mention, I feel Albus should be made aware of what happened to Miss Bones. Now, eat your breakfast."

As he said this, Hermione's eyes narrowed. She was waiting for her pat on the head and the words 'good girl' to come out of his mouth. "Well, what if I had another escort? Perhaps Ginny and Draco would like to go. It did happen at Malfoy Manor." Hermione held her breath while waiting for his response.

"Fine, if Draco...not just Ginevra...agrees, then I have no problem, but you are to go only to St. Mungo's and back. I have made you an appointment at Madam Malkin's today at three. You need to get some new robes. I have told her I want you to have the ones that alter themselves to fit your body as it grows. I expect you to get seven sets...charged to my account, of course."

"Thank you, Severus. Will you be accompanying me there?"

"Unfortunately, no. I have an appointment with Lucius today. Nymphadora has agreed to escort you. She is coming to the staff meeting with Harry. It seems there are some questionable former Death Eaters that have drawn attention to themselves in Muggle London, so a few Order members will be here directly after the meeting."

Will it never end? With a sigh, Hermione nodded her acceptance. She began eating again so she could finish up and shower. She wanted to owl Ginny and see if she and Draco would go with her. She wanted to be ready when they got there in case they agreed.

Severus noticed her solemn face and wanted to cheer her some. "What say you we go for an early supper tonight and to the Muggle cinema? It won't be long before the students are back from holidays, and we won't have much time for outings then."

Hermione beamed at him. If she didn't know any better, she would say this was their third date. Hmmm, I wonder if the three date rule will apply to us? I would love to, Severus. There is a movie out I would really like to see called, 'Love Actually.' I have heard it is brilliant!"

"That is what we will do. Take your time with your breakfast and with getting ready. I will owl Draco personally." Severus rose to get some parchment and a quill, as he was already finished with his meal, and leant over to kiss Hermione on the lips. He really didn't mean to. It was an instinctive move.

In a daze from the impromptu kiss, Hermione finished eating and stood to go shower, bending down to scoop up Snarks as she went. Although she had only had the Kneazle for a week, she was already in love with him. She nuzzled him as she made her way to the bathroom.

Severus chuckled at the sight.

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After returning from St. Mungo's, Hermione felt somewhat better. Susan seemed fine and had assured her, Ginny, and Draco that there would be no lasting effect from the potion. They sat with Susan for nearly an hour before Neville arrived to take her home.

It was a nice day for January; the sun was out, though it was still terribly cold. Hermione was tired of being cooped up in the castle, so she decided she would go to her favorite greenhouse and read awhile. She loved one in particular because of all the exotic flowers Professor Sprout was able to grow there. It was amazing to Hermione what magic could do, even now after she had spent so much time in the Wizarding world. It was nice and warm inside, so she settled in to read her Charms book.

Professor Flitwick told her that since she had passed her exams, she could start working with Terry and him after the holidays. She figured she could knock five months out of an apprenticeship and readily agreed. She also felt it would look good to another Charms master.

She had no idea how long she had been sitting when she heard a hissing noise above her. Slowly, she sat her book down and looked up. She gasped, seeing a large, brown snake with black stripes slowly making its way out of the umbrella-size plants hanging from the roof. It was coming towards her. Hermione froze, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, she heard more hissing sounds behind her, and to her immense relief, she turned to see Harry and Tonks. Harry had stopped the snake, seemed to be conversing with it, and then got rid of it with a quick incantation of Vipera Evanesca!

"Bloody hell!" Harry exclaimed. He was visibly shaken.

Tonks looked to her beau. "Did the snake tell you anything, Harry? What was it doing here? I have never even seen that sort of snake around these parts before!"

"Yes, well, that's because that sort of snake, an Aspisviper, is originally from France." When Harry discovered he was a Parselmouth, he did a lot of research on snakes. Harry looked to Hermione then. "Are you okay? Do you need to go see Madame Pomfrey?"

"No, I need you to tell me what that snake was doing here, Harry! How did it get from France to Hogwarts, of all places?" Hermione was feeling slightly hysterical.

Harry sighed. "He said he didn't know, that he arrived in a box, then was put in this specific greenhouse. That's all he said before I banished him back to France. Hermione, it would be really easy to find out this is one of your favorite places here at the castle. Hell, nearly everyone knows. Why would someone put it here knowing that?"

Hermione stood and started pacing. "First, Susan Bones was given an Abortion Potion at the Malfoy party, and today a French snake just happens to be in this greenhouse? Well, I suppose the snake could have been coincidence because how would she know that I would come out today to read anyway? I mean, it is January! It's hard to conclude that this was her doing...except that the snake is specifically from France, where her son is living, and where she just came from visiting!"

Tonks was getting tired just watching Hermione pace back and forth. "Hang on! Who are you talking about, and what do you mean Susan was given an Abortion Potion?"

"Oh, Severus is going to fill everyone in on that at the meeting. You two had better go before you are late. Tonks, are we still on for shopping afterwards?"

"You bet! That is why we came looking for you...to confirm our plans. When you weren't in the dungeons, we figured you would probably be here. Let Harry and I escort you back to the dungeons. You shouldn't stay out here alone after that. Are you sure you shouldn't visit Madame Pomfrey?"

Hermione sighed and shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I am just a little shaken, but I do want to go back inside." She gathered her things and headed for the castle with Harry and Tonks on either side of her. She would speak to Professor Sprout...just to rule out the possibility that the snake was placed there purposely by anyone on the school grounds if nothing else.

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Christy's Notes: Yes, I do love to hate Lucinda. She can be much worse, I'm sure.

Southern's Notes: Whew! What a chapter. I'm certainly glad that our couple seems to be getting on better, but I still want to smack Lucinda around.

Meredith's Notes: Problem is, Southern, she'd probably enjoy that! I say we tie her down and release the fire ants.