First and foremost, I would like to point out that though I am not, nor will I ever be J. K. Rowling. So needless to say, I don't own anything Harry Potter, so if you recognize it, I probably don't own it

Secondly this is my first ever attempt at a Grape so flamers, go easy. (SnaMione or whatever it's called).

Thirdly except for a few brief mentions, the life of Tom Marvolo Riddle, a.k.a. Lord Voldemort is completely ignored. Well at least, as of right now I'm not planning on using his name a lot.

Fourthly, 99.987654321% of this story will be in Hermione's P.O.V. Except for a few brief spots of somebody else's. Though, it's more like 69.987654321% I've put in a lot more Severus' P.O.V.'s than I was expecting to when I originally started writing this.

Fifthly, I will never beg for reviews, but I would greatly appreciate them. I'm all for constructive criticism, and would also greatly appreciate that, but as for my number two, flamers please go easy.

And last, but most certainly not least, Enjoy!

P.S. I love you. You are the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen. I could search the world for the rest of my life, and never find somebody that comes close to having your beauty. I'm sorry that I upset you my love. I thank the heavens for the day the ministry pounded on your door, and made you take that stupid potion that declared you and I soul mates. (If it comes out wrong, blame Google Translate. I have not yet saved up enough money for Rosetta Stone.)

P.P.S. Sorry for how long it's been since I've updated. And though I can't promise that the next update will be sooner, I wish that I could. I just wanted to let you know that I will NOT, I repeat NOT abandon this story! Or any of my others!

By the way, if you have a request for any pairing, send it to me. I do a lot of different pairings, in case you haven't noticed, and am interested on any thoughts you might have.

Thanks again to my awesome beta Aimless Wonder! He (or she) never ceases to amaze me.

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Deseo del Corazón

Chapter Nineteen

A hand ran down her side, and she opened her eyes to look into his. "Morning, Sev."

He leaned forward and pressed his lips into her neck. "Morning, Wifey."

She sat up swiftly, narrowly avoiding knocking their heads together, eyes flying to her hand. "Holy fuck, you scared me."

He sat up and ran a hand through his hair. "I thought that you weren't opposed to the idea."

Hermione's eyes fell to him. "I'm not.. that's not what I meant."

He stood up, and his hands tightened in his hair, arms flexing as if trying to pull it out. "Then what did you mean?"

"I was afraid–"

"Yes, I know, you were afraid. You said that yesterday. You were afraid that I would stop loving you. Do you want to know what I'm afraid of? That you will never love me! That you will always think of me as some kind of monster that tormented you and your friends when you were young." By the time he got to the end of his rant, he was yelling.

Tears streaming down her face, Hermione stood up, waving her wand for a cleaning charm and then another wave to summon her clothes back onto her body. Before he could grab a hold of her, she walked towards the door, only pausing to toe into her shoes. Throwing the door open, Hermione paused in the open frame to look back over he shoulder at him. "I was going to say that I was afraid that I slept through it, that I didn't remember our wedding. But right now, at this moment, I'm just afraid of how horrible you're making me feel." Shutting the door softly behind her, she made for the entrance to his quarters and exited.

Her trek to the Gryffindor tower was slow, and Hermione fully intended on unloading to Ginny as soon as she saw her. However, when she finally arrived in front of the Fat Lady, she realized that she didn't know the password.

"I'm so sorry," she sobbed, reaching a hand out to support herself on the wall beside the portrait. "I don't know the password."

"It's farva beans," said Severus' from behind her.

She wiped a hand across her face, before turning to him. "Why... Why did you follow me? I thought it was obvious that I didn't want to talk to you right now."

"I followed you, and I refuse to let you leave after an argument like that, without both of us having our full say."

Ginny's P.O.V.

Harry, Ron, and Ginny, including several other Gryffindor's were making their way to the portrait to go down to breakfast.

"Why did you follow me? I thought it was obvious that I didn't want to talk to you right now."

"Shh," hushed Ginny, effectively silencing the chatter of the Gryffindors around her as she recognized Hermione's voice.

"I followed you, and I refuse to let you leave after an argument like that, without both of us having our full say."

Sending a look at Harry and Ron, Ginny saw that they, too, were tense.

"You didn't give me the chance to finish! I tried to speak, but you wouldn't let me. When you said that, I was afraid that I had missed what is supposed to be the happiest moment of my life, and for you to just flip on me like that was so incredibly hurtful."

Ginny caught the frown on Harry's. He, like her, could tell from Hermione's voice that she was crying.

"Does anybody know a charm that will allow us to see through the door?" whispered Harry.

"Try 'occulum appeareo'," came a whisper from the back.

Raising her wand, Ginny pointed it at the portrait. "Occulum appeareo."

At the incantation, the portrait turned transparent, giving them all a view of Hermione and Professor Snape standing out in the corridor.

"I'm sorry," started Snape, and when Hermione opened her mouth to speak, he pressed his finger to her lips. "Let me finish. Even though I did not extend the same courtesy to you, let me finish." When she nodded, he pulled his hand back. "I called you 'wifey' because I was trying to see what it sounded like in the morning. I'm sorry that I said that I was afraid that you will never love me, and that you would always think of me as a monster."

Ginny smiled when she saw Hermione lean against his hand that was on her cheek, with tears rolling down her face. "I'm sorry that I still feel like I'll never be enough for you. I have nothing to offer you. I'm not very pretty, and I'm sure that you could find somebody smarte–"

He put his finger to her lips again. "Je t'aime. Vous êtes la plus belle femme que j'ai jamais vu. Je pourrais chercher dans le monde pour le reste de ma vie, et de ne jamais trouver quelqu'un qui vient près d'avoir votre beauté. Je suis désolé que je vous exprime mon amour contrarié. Je remercie le ciel pour le jour où le ministère a martelé sur votre porte, et vous a fait prendre cette potion stupide qui a déclaré que vous et moi des âmes sœurs."

"I have absolutely no idea what you just said," said Hermione, reaching a hand out to touch his cheek. "But it was most definitely the most beautiful thing that I've ever heard. I had no idea that you could speak French."

She bumped her head against his chest. "How are we going to do this?" she asked, as Snape wrapped his arms around her waist. "We're both so incredibly insecure in what we do and say. We argue all of the time, and I don't think that a day has passed that this whole thing started that I haven't been even the slightest bit angry at you."

"Easy. When we have a baby we'll be able to spend our time being insecure about our parenting skills, that we'll have no time to worry about our insecurities with each other."

Hermione's head turned to the door, and they all saw a devilish smile on her face. "It's a good think that you're so blasé about a baby, because I'm pregnant."

"Really?"

"Of course not, you keep using the contraceptive charm, how am I supposed to be pregnant?" she said, leaning back to smile up at him.

"Next time you say those words, you had better mean it. I don't think that I'll be able to live through another jolt to my heart like that."

"Severus?" she said lightly.

"Yes?"

"Can you not use the charm later?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You're not saying that just so you can sit back and watch Potter try and kill me after you get pregnant are you?"

She grinned at him. "Maybe. Even you would have to admit that it would be hilarious. Harry just randomly starting to yell at you for deflowering me, impregnating me, making me an incubator for your batty spawn."

"Batty spawn?" he growled, causing her smile to drop. "If a single one of your friends decides to call our children batty spawn then I will have them gutted and hung in the Great Hall."

"You will not!" she said, crossing her arms in front of her. "You can't just hurt people when they do or say something that you don't like."

Severus pulled her against him, and purred into her neck. "So says the woman who slapped me twice the other day, and last night dug her nails so deep into my back that it bled for an hour."

"If you keep speaking like that you'll miss today's classes."

"Actually I don't have any classes today. But you still have to tend to the library."

Hermione eyes seemed to darken.

"That's what magic is for, my dear." She smirked when he grabbed her arm and started to pull her away. Ginny removed the charm on the door, and turned to find Ron and Harry rubbing their ears.

"Gin, why did you make us watch that? It was like floo sex without the floo," Ron said.

Ginny smiled her most innocent smile. "And what exactly, is floo sex, Ron?"

Hermione's P.O.V.

After performing both security, and privacy charms on the library doors, Hermione pushed Severus against one of the many tables. Reaching her hands up, she yanked on the sides of his shirt so hard that the buttons flew off. "You're not wearing your robes?" she said, leaning forward to press her lips against his chest.

"I just threw on some clothes so that I could chase after you."

"I love you," she whispered, before moving her mouth to suckle his neck.

"And I you."