Chapter 1

Svetlana opened her eyes. Something had awakened her, but she didn't know what. She stared around the room. Everything seemed to be in place. Then she felt someone bump into her. She raised herself on one elbow and looked at her husband. Severus was having a nightmare. His head shot back and forth and he had a pained look on his face. Svetlana studied him with concern. These nightmares weren't unusual, but he hadn't had on in several months. Realization dawned on her. It had been two years since Voldemort had been defeated and killed. No wonder he was having a nightmare. She reached over and gently shook his shoulder.

"Severus, wake up. You're having a bad dream," she said softly.

He continued to writhe. She shook him a little harder and repeated herself a little louder. No change.

"Severus! Wake up!"

His eyes popped open, full of fear. He took a moment to recognize where he was, then threw his arms around Svetlana and buried his head in her shoulder.

"Shh, shh, it was just a dream," she comforted him.

"Lana, this one was different," he told her when he had caught his breath.

She continued to hold him tightly. "In what way?"

He pulled back and looked into her deep brown eyes searchingly. "It wasn't a rehashing of the past. It was now. Voldemort had somehow come back and he was after us. He…" He pulled her close to him and hugged her ferociously.

"He got me, huh?" she asked him.

"Yes."

Her arms went around him. "Severus, it was just a dream. There's no way Voldemort could return. Harry destroyed all of the Horcruxes. We are rid of him for good. The dream was probably so bad because it's the anniversary of his death."

He relaxed some, letting the dream dissipate along with the fear that went with it. "You're right of course, as usual." He smiled down at her and then glanced at the clock. "Well, I guess my timing is pretty good, it's time to get ready for classes."

She gave him a wet sloppy kiss on the mouth. "We'd better get going, then."

He pulled her back and kissed her again. "We've got a little time before breakfast, let's have some fun."

She smiled at him as she pulled the covers over their heads and settled back into the bed, kissing him.


A little later she was seated at breakfast. Severus was just giving some announcements, before settling in next to her. She looked at the food in front of them and her stomach turned. Nothing had seemed appetizing to her for the last few weeks. They never seemed to serve anything she wanted anymore.

"Lana, you must eat. You're wasting away to nothing," Severus whispered to her.

"I'm not very hungry." She grabbed a piece of toast and took a small bite. Her stomach lurched. "Oh, I just remembered, I need to finish grading that stack of tests that I put off doing yesterday." She rose and gave him a peck on the cheek. Picking up the toast she said, "I'll see you at lunch."

"Wait," he demanded. She turned back to look at him. He reached out and pulled her to him and planted a kiss on her lips. "Have a nice day," he said in mock sternness.

She gave him a quick smile, turned, and left the hall. She tossed the toast into the nearest trash can and headed for the infirmary, her long dark hair whipping along behind her. When she got there, she found Madam Pomfrey bustling about, smoothing out the beds. There were no patients to be tended to.

"Good morning, Poppy. How are you today?" Lana asked.

Jumping up, Madam Pomfrey looked at Lana. "Oh, good morning, Lana, you gave me a fright! Is everything okay?"

Lana looked embarrassed. "Sorry to startle you, Poppy. I don't know that anything is wrong really. I've had little to no appetite for a few weeks now. Nothing seems to be appetizing anymore and when I do eat, sometimes it comes right back up."

"Have a seat on the bed." Poppy said motioning to the closest one. She pulled out her wand and did some diagnostics on Lana. "Have you had any other symptoms to speak of, Lana?"

"No, not really."

"Have you been tired lately?" Poppy asked.

"Now that you mention it, yes I have. I haven't been doing anything out of the ordinary either."

Madam Pomfrey grinned happily at her.

"I take it I'm not dying, then?" Lana asked her sagely.

"You'll live to see another day, Professor Snape. You're expecting."

"Expecting what?" Lana asked.

"A baby, Lana; you're going to have a baby!" Poppy chided.

Lana's hand flew to her mouth in shock. "You're kidding! Oh my gosh! That explains everything!" She gave Poppy a huge hug. "How far along am I?"

Poppy waved her wand around Lana some more. "You seem to be almost four months along now. I'm surprised you haven't been sicker. Usually expectant mothers are vomiting all the time. You should consider yourself lucky."

Lana looked at Poppy dreamily. "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?"

"Oh, can't tell that just yet. You need to come in to see me for a checkup once a month. I should be able to tell next month if you want to know." She gave Lana a smile. With a flick of her wand, she made a potion appear in her hands. "You need to take ½ teaspoon of this every morning. It will help with your appetite and give extra nutrients to the baby."

Lana took the bottle and rubbed her belly in amazement. She looked up and smiled at Madam Pomfrey. "Thanks Poppy! See you in a month!" With that she exited the infirmary and set out for her classroom to begin her day.


Lunchtime came and Lana was a little late in arriving. Severus gave her a sidelong glance as she sat herself next to him and grabbed a sandwich.

"Been goofing off in your classroom, I take it?" he teased.

She gave him a reproachful look. "Some of us have students to teach, Headmaster," she retorted.

The sides of his mouth upturned in his signature "smile." More seriously, he said, "I'm glad to see you eating something finally."

She gave him a secretive smile. "I've never had a more delicious tasting sandwich."

He stared at her coolly, "What's up, Lana?" He could always read her like a book.

She arched an eyebrow at him. "I can't go into it now. I'll tell you tonight." She gave him another secret smile.

He returned her raised eyebrow with one of his own. "I can hardly wait."


She was at dinner before Severus was. He hurried up to join her.

"Were you goofing off in your office again, Headmaster?" Lana asked Severus innocently.

He gave her a cross look. She bit her lip. "Not a great afternoon, I take it?"

"Three Hufflepuff boys were caught setting off fireworks in the hall outside of the potions room. They almost set the whole room on fire. One of the fireworks backfired on them and now Chase Connery is in the infirmary with burns over half of his body."

She looked at him in shock. "Was anyone else hurt?"

"Fortunately no," he grumbled. "However, Mister Connery will be recuperating for the next few days. I can't wait to explain this to his parents. They already think I'm incompetent."

"No one thinks you're incompetent, Severus."

"What do you know of it?" he snapped at her.

She gave him a stricken look. "Severus," she muttered, "just because you've had a bad day, doesn't mean you need to take it out on me. I didn't set those fireworks." A few tears streamed down her face.

He looked at her, shocked. She wasn't one to cry this easily, and she was used to his quick temper. Nonetheless, he had torn her head off for no reason. He looked duly chastised and apologized to her.

She wiped the tears from her face. "It's okay. I'm sure this afternoon has been tough for you."

"You know I'm a prat…all of the time," he quipped.

She laughed out loud. It had become a running joke between them and he always used it to get her laughing, especially when she was livid with him.

"When you're done eating, I have a surprise for you," she told him.

He gave her a quizzical look. "What kind of a surprise?"

She gave him an exasperated look. "For heaven's sake Severus, it wouldn't be a surprise if I up and told you right now would it?"

He dropped his fork and stood up. He offered her his arm. "Well, let's go then. You know I can't stand surprises."

She grinned happily and took his arm. They left the hall and proceeded to their apartment.

He seated himself on the couch and leveled a glance at her. "Let's not draw this out any longer than it has to be," he commented painfully.

She grinned conspiratorially. "I have a little present for you." She raised her wand and said, "Accio gift." A small package wrapped in shiny blue paper sped into her hands. She excitedly seated herself on the couch and handed the package to Severus. "Open it," she demanded.

He eyed her and took the package. He unwrapped the box and took the cover off of it. He stared at the contents for a good minute before raising it out of the box. It was a baby rattle. He glared at it and turned to her. "Really, Svetlana, I don't mind you referring to me as a prat all of the time, but if you're trying to imply that I'm a baby too, I'm not amused," he snapped.

Her face fell. She began to stammer. "That's…that's…I would never imply that Severus! That has nothing to do with this gift at all."

"Then what the devil is the meaning of…" he stopped in mid sentence. His eyes grew wide as he stared at the rattle. "Merlin's beard, are you going to have a…" He dropped the rattle and the box and threw his arms around her.

"Yes!" she squealed in delight, returning his embrace.

He pulled her away from him and looked from her face to her stomach and back to her face again. He gently took his hand and laid it on her abdomen. "You mean to tell me there's a baby growing in there?"

She nodded enthusiastically. Suddenly he looked terrified. "I'm going to be a father?" He blanched. "I don't know the first thing about being a father. I can't even be nice to teenagers, let alone a baby."

She grasped his hands in hers. "You'll be a wonderful father! It's different when it's your own kid." She looked at him tentatively. "Are you okay with all of this?"

He pulled her to him in another embrace. "Are you kidding? I'm ecstatic! This does make your eating behavior a little easier to understand." He suddenly got a concerned look on his face. "Is everything okay? Do you need anything? What can I do for you?"

She giggled at him. "Severus, I'm fine. Please don't faun all over me like that. Poppy gave me a potion to help my appetite. I'm just a little tired."

"Well, you should lie down. Come on, I'll get you comfortable." He gave her a stern look when she seemed about to reject his offer. "Don't argue with me, you need to rest. Having a baby is a big job."

She took his hand and got up. "Well, I guess a little nap wouldn't hurt." She flashed him a big smile and followed him into the bedroom.


Hope you all like it so far. I'd love to have some suggestions on baby names. We won't find out if it's a girl or a boy until near the end of the story, but I'm at a loss as to what to call him/her.