Snape's Little Girls
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Professor Hermione Snape sat behind her desk in the transfiguration classroom. She starred down at her folded hands. lunch was nearly over and Hermione was trying to pull her jumbled thoughts together to teach her next class. She had not felt good for the last week and had gone to Madame Pomfrey when the bell had signaled lunch.
'My dear Hermione what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the Great Hall for lunch?' Madame Pomfrey had asked.
'I haven't been feeling well Poppy. I've been nauseous for the past week. I was wondering if you could give me something for it.'
'Well let's find out what is going on before I give you anything.'
Poppy gently laid her wand tip on Hermione'sabdomen. Then she gasped.
'What? What is it?' Hermione asked in alarm.
'My dear, there's nothing wrong with your stomach.'
'Then why can't I keep anything down?'
Poppy sighed, 'Hermione your pregnant.'
Hermione looked up when she heard the door open. Neville Longbottom walked up to the desk.
"Hey Hermione, what's wrong? I didn't see you at lunch." he asked worriedly.
"Hi, Neville. It's nothing, I just went to see Poppy."
"What's wrong Hermione?"
"Neville, I'm pregnant." Hermione said tragically
"Oh, Hermione; that's wonderful. But, why don't you look happy?"
"I am happy, but I just can't help but think of Severus. How will he react to this?" Hermione put her thumb to her mouth and started chewing the nail.
"Yes, I see your point. Have you spoken to him about this?"
"No, I just found out."
"I have the next period free, if you would like me to I can take your class for the afternoon."
Hermione considered it and answered, "no, thank you Neville, but I think this can wait till tonight. Thank you for your support though."
"Anytime Hermione. Let me know if you need anything"
"I will, and thanks again."
Neville left just as students began to file into the classroom. A few minutes later the bell rang and Hermione began her class.
Later after dinner Hermione sat on the couch in the chambers she shared with Severus Snape, her husband, waiting for him to come back from his first detention of the year. Severus returned about ten, looking irritated and tired. He let the door swing shut behind him and flung himself down on the couch.
"I am getting too old for this." he said wearily. Seeing the worried look on Hermione's face he quickly asked, "Hermione, what's wrong?"
Hermione took a deep breath and said, "Severus I need to tell you something. I went to see Poppy this afternoon about my nausea. She told me something very surprising."
"What, what did she tell you?" he asked frightened, "If your sick I can brew you a potion."
"No, no, it's nothing like that." she took another deep breath and just let him have it. "Severus, I'm pregnant.
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