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The weekend continued without a hitch, both Hermione and Severus rarely leaving the bed, just enjoying the quiet time with each other. They spent all of Sunday using their fingers to explore every inch of one another, getting to know the other's body until there was nothing left to learn. Hermione figured out that if she dragged her nails 'just so' down his back while she came, he would surely come within seconds.

Severus, on the other hand, realized that she was overly ticklish on her bottom, and when he pinched it lightly one morning, she squealed so cutely that he reminded himself to do it more often. They were both sad to see the weekend end, but made love once more on Sunday night before heading back to Hogwarts for the week leading up to the Christmas Holidays.

Well, the holiday came and went, the New Year flying by as well, and suddenly it was March 14th, the day they had agreed to go in and find out the babies' genders. Hermione rose that morning with a fluttering feeling in her stomach, unsure if she was mentally prepared enough to find out. Severus was still asleep, curled around her from behind, his arm lying across her very obvious belly. She grabbed his hand, bringing it up to her cheek, nuzzling the rough texture of his fingertips, the feel of them instantly calming her nerves. Severus sighed in his sleep, burying his nose further into her hair, his arm tightening around her. Hermione couldn't help but smile.

She absently brought a hand up to the sapphire pendent around her neck, her thumb rubbing over the stone.

"You are going to rub that down to nothing, love."

Hermione smiled as Severus' groggy voice filled her ears. "Impossible," she said, wiggling around, trying to get her hips more comfortable.

"Are you alright?" he asked, sounding much more alert.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yes, dear, I'm fine," she said, sighing, but smiling nonetheless. "You are much too concerned about my well-being, I think."

Severus scoffed. "Too concerned?" he asked. "There is no such thing, Hermione. All I want is for you and the babies to be happy, that's all."

"I'm laying in bed with my husband on a beautiful Sunday morning, why wouldn't I be happy?" she asked, kissing his palm.

He pushed some of her hair out of his way with his cheek before placing a light kiss on her bare shoulder. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you, too, Severus," she said quietly, her eyes starting to feel heavy again.

"We still have two hours until we need to be up," he said, seeming to have read her mind. "Why don't we stay asleep until then? You need your rest."

Hermione barely had time to nod her head before she was asleep again, all her fears quickly pushed away just by hearing his sweet words. Severus kissed her unclothed shoulder before slowly sliding his hand back down onto her stomach, smiling as he felt a light kick through her skin. They had taken to rarely ever sleeping clothed, even when sex wasn't involved; there was just something so intimate about it. Not to mention, Hermione often felt constricted in the grow-to-fit-you clothing Severus bought her for Valentine's Day; that, and she liked the feel of skin-on-skin, and who was he to deny his pregnant wife?

He stayed awake for a while longer after he heard her even breathing, his fingertips gliding over her belly, a smile lifting the corners of his mouth. He remember going shopping for baby things to decorate the nursery, holding hands as they entered the large store, both amazed at the number of things they'd need. Hermione had gawked at the prices, but Severus waved it off, telling her that if he couldn't spend his money on his children, then the world had become one screwed up place. She had smiled and rolled her eyes before kissing him and pointing out two white bassinettes, which were currently sitting at the foot of the bed, waiting to be used.

Rattles, bottles, pacifiers, and diapers littered the room, cluttering unused corners and chairs. They had restrained themselves from buying any clothing, seeing as they did not know the babies' genders. Hermione, however, had slipped only once, buying two very tiny t-shirts that read "I Love My Daddy". The shirts were white with black letters, moving about the shirt in a gold cauldron as though the words were a liquid that was being stirred. Severus had chuckled and hugged her tightly, kissing her worried face, telling her how thoughtful she was.

Hermione turned in her sleep restlessly until she was completely facing him, her stomach putting space between them. Severus slowly brought his hand to her face, gently brushing the tangled mess of her curls back. He watched her sleep, her lips parting minutely, her expression looking relaxed as he stroked her cheek, feather light. She sighed contently, her lips twisting slightly as she mumbled incoherently before stilling again. Severus' grin grew into a full smile as he closed is his eyes, his other hand taking its usual place on her stomach, his heart beat increasing as he felt his children's movement.

"Severus," came a voice from far away. "Severus, it's time to wake up."

He groaned, his arm coming up block the light from his closed eyes.

"Severus! We have twenty minutes before we have to be at our appointment!"

That woke him up.

He bolted upright, throwing the covers from his naked body before fumbling out of bed, his legs feeling as though they were jelly before he finally got his footing. A nervous, yet excited, energy filled the room as they rushed to get dressed, neither one speaking a word, because they knew exactly what the other was thinking. Hermione walked past him to get into the bathroom, but he grabbed her arm gently, stopping her in her tracks. She turned to him, a shaky smile on her face. He kissed her then, slowly and comforting, letting his lips mold against hers, and he felt her noticeably relax as she kissed him back.

The kiss was broken quickly but reluctantly, both knowing they had very little time to get to the appointment. They finished getting ready and Hermione met Severus by the fireplace, having decided it was probably safer to Floo than Apparate. Severus threw powder in, watching as green flames shot up. Hermione grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly before they stepped in. Her eye twitched slightly when they finally landed, feeling slightly nauseous. Severus seemed to notice this and handed her the same potion that Harry had months before.

Hermione gratefully swallowed the liquid and breathed a sigh of relief. Severus grasped her wrist and stepped them away from the fireplace before wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She smiled and closed her eyes, her arms going around his middle, her cheek meeting the soft material of his black shirt. Severus grinned, the feel of her pregnant body pressing against his still new but immeasurably wonderful. He kissed her forehead before slowly pulling away. She looked up at him and he kissed her lips gently, sweet and lovingly. They smiled at each other once more before walking, hand in hand, to the front desk.

Hermione's eyes widen slightly as she realized the woman at the front desk was the same one that had been there when Ginny had her babies. Severus noticed this also and stepped slightly in front of Hermione. He arrived at the desk before her and she stayed back a little ways, still behind him.

"Ms. Cartel?" he said, getting the older redhead's attention from the files in front of her.

She looked up at him and her dark eyes widen slightly, obviously not forgetting who he was. "Mr. Snape, hello. How can I help you?"

"My wife and I have an appointment," he said in his traditional 'bored' tone, not fazed by her reaction in the least.

"Oh, yes," she said, ruffling the papers around her desk until she found Hermione's file. "Take a seat and you should be called within the next few minutes."

He gave her a curt nod and turned, grabbed Hermione's hand, and directed them into the small grouping of chairs. Ms. Cartel had been right; it hadn't been more than ten minutes when Dr. Wells peeked around the double doors.

"Snape!"

Severus rose before Hermione, turning to assist her to her feet. They walked toward the elderly woman doctor, her hair white put up into a tight bun. But her wrinkled face was kind and bright, her hazel eyes twinkling and happy. She smiled at them as they neared and held the door open, revealing her long white doctors coat.

"Are you feeling today, Hermione?" Dr. Wells asked as she led them into a brightly lit room, a large examination table, stirrups and all, taking up most of the room.

"Good," Hermione replied, stepping onto the stepstool before turning and sitting on the table, shifting her hips to get comfortable.

Severus stood beside her, taking her small hand in his large one again, squeezing it comfortingly.

"Any problems or pains?" the doctor asked, putting on the glasses that were hanging about her neck.

"None," Hermione said.

"Discomfort?"

"A little, nothing unmanageable, though."

The doctor looked up at Hermione, an eyebrow raised, before looking at Severus. "Anything new you've noticed, Dad?"

Severus couldn't help but smile at the word 'dad'. "She's a little more restless at night and a little slower in pace, but nothing that signals any red flags."

Hermione gave him an incredulous look when he said her pace was slower, but kept her mouth shut.

"Good, good," Dr. Wells said, scribbling away on her pad of paper. "Well, everything seems to be in order. Let's measure you and get you checked out."

"Are we going to be able to find out the sex of the babies?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, yes, of course," the doctor said quickly. "We'll do that towards the end, don't worry."

The doctor smiled at the couple, who were now looking at each other, wide smiles on their faces. Severus and Dr. Wells left for a moment, allowing Hermione privacy to put on a large white and blue gown. She did so quickly, anxious to find out the babies' genders. She situated herself on the table, putting the typical white sheet over her legs.

After a few minutes, Dr. Wells and Severus reentered the room, taking their previous positions. The doctor placed Hermione's white-socked feet into the stirrups before pulling on latex-free exam gloves. Hermione squeezed Severus' hand for a moment, and Severus couldn't help but look away from the spot the doctor was sitting as the examination started.

"Well, you're not dilated any, the vaginal walls are still tight."

Hermione cringed slightly as the doctor continued up slightly, twisting her fingers.

"Alright, Mom," Dr. Wells said, retracting her fingers, "everything feels great, I'm just going to do the clamp and the ultrasound. That's what you wanted, correct? Not just the simple diagnostic spell?"

"Yes," Severus answered, noticing Hermione was still wincing as the doctor produced the metal clamp.

"I need you to take a deep breath, and relax," the doctor said, looking over her glasses at Hermione.

Hermione complied, closing her eyes as the doctor slid the metal in. Dr. Wells grabbed a large q-tip from the counter next to her and swabbed it around before placing it in a plastic casing. The clamp was removed and the doctor smiled at Hermione, who still had her eyes closed.

"All done," she said soothingly. "Now, let's get the ultrasound up and running, shall we?"

Hermione nodded, opening her eyes. She blinked a few times, looking up at Severus, who was watching her intently. "Ready?" he asked.

"As much as I can be," she answered quietly as the doctor left the room to get the Muggle machine.

"We can wait," he murmured, brushing a stray curl away from her face.

Hermione shook her head. "No, I don't want to be completely unprepared for when they come."

Severus chuckled, shaking his head. "Love, not everything has to be perfect. As long as they're healthy, that's all I care about."

"I know," she said, sighing, "but I'd like to know. It's now or a few months from now, so we might as well just get it over with."

"You make it sound so horrible," he said, laughing again.

"It's just hard, that's all," she huffed.

"I know," he whispered, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "But don't worry, at least now we'll know which of those little outfits you saw at Baddie's Wizarding Babies to get when we're done here."

Hermione smiled and kissed his hand. "Promise?"

He nodded. "We'll go right after the appointment, I promise."

With the promise of shopping for their little ones, the couple calmed slightly. Dr. Wells came back into the room, wheeling in the ultrasound machine.

"This one is one of those new fancy three dimensional ones, so hopefully, if the babies are turned the right way, we'll be able to get a very clear picture of their faces."

Severus' eyes bugged slightly, but didn't say anything. The doctor took up Hermione's gown, revealing her large pregnant belly. The doctor took a few, quick measurements before flipping the switch on the machine. Hermione squirmed a little as the doctor squirted cold gel in a zigzag formation across her stomach.

"Alright, if both of you will look at the screen here," the doctor said, pointing to a twelve inch by twelve inch screen that was set on top of the machine.

The couple looked at screen just as the doctor put the probe to Hermione's stomach, pressing it lightly against her skin, moving it back and forth until the picture on the screen went from black to topaz. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she saw a very noticeable foot.

"Baby A's foot," the doctor confirmed, leaving the probe on that one spot for a moment before moving.

Dr. Wells continued to move the probe, slowly this time, and a very small leg came into view. Severus' eyes widen as the picture shifted. "What's wrong?" he asked immediately.

"The babies shifting," Hermione answered before the doctor could. "I can feel it."

Severus nodded absently, his heart hammering in his chest as the doctor continued.

"Alright, here we go," she said, her eyes on the screen. "Baby A is… a girl."

Hermione and Severus both and gasped and tightened the grip on one another's hand. "A girl?" Hermione asked quietly. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely," the doctor said, smiling.

"A girl," Severus said, shaking his head. "We're having a girl."

He heard Hermione's breath catch and a small sob leave her. He looked at her and saw tears running down her face. He kissed her forehead and she laughed. Severus left his cheek resting against her forehead as the doctor followed the baby's tummy up to her face.

"She's beautiful," Severus said before anyone else, looking at the golden-hued screen barely a second after the face came into view.

The baby's eyes were closed and the face was a little scrunched, but to him it was the most beautiful site in the world.

"That's our daughter," Hermione said, her voice thick with emotion.

Severus couldn't help the moisture that filled his eyes as he stared at the tiny face that was his flesh, his blood, his daughter. Warmth filled his heart and he was instantly in love with the picture on the screen, knowing that he would die this moment to protect the little thing growing within his wife. He barely heard the doctor say they would be able to have printed pictures of the babies, but it didn't matter, because, suddenly, five little fingers, attached to the tiniest palm he'd ever seen, came into view next to his daughter's head.

"Ah, baby B," Dr. Wells said.

"How can you tell?" Hermione asked.

"See the way there are two lines right here?" the doctor asked, pointing to two very thin grey lines just in front of baby B's fingertips.

"Yes," Hermione said.

"That's the lining of the second amniotic sac, so at least you know you aren't having identical twins," Dr. Wells explained.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. "I can only think of Fred and George when anyone mentions identical twins."

Severus couldn't help but chuckle. "That would have been interesting, love."

Hermione couldn't help but laugh, but only for a moment, because her attention was drawn back to the screen as the doctor began moving the probe again. The screen was filled with the face of the second baby, and although the doctor said they weren't identical, the picture was exactly the same.

"We're going to get lucky," the doctor said. "Both babies are turned the correct way, so we'll come back up for the picture in just a minute, let's find out what baby B is going to be, shall we?"

Neither Severus nor Hermione answered her, their eyes trained on the screen as the doctor shifted the probe further down. Hermione knew the answer before the doctor said it, and she promptly burst into tears.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Snape, you're having two girls."

Severus nearly fainted.

A/N – First of all, sorry for this being the shortest chapter yet…. But, okay, so, it was going to be a boy and a girl, or perhaps the tests were wrong and she was going to have triplets, or something, I don't know… I surprised myself in making it two girls, so… Review and let me know what you think! I love to hear your ideas for the next chapters and all your comments! Thanks!