Loving Lily: A Snily Story

Chapter 30 - Naming A Snape

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Lily's breath continued to come in sharp gasps as she stared down at the life she had carried for the past months.

Together, Mr. and Mrs. Snape met their son for the first time.

Severus was in total awe as he marveled at the baby and the beautiful flush that covered his wife's cheeks.

The boy was small, with his father's dark hair, but Lily's signature, emerald eyes which he cracked open to blink at his parents as his cries gradually calmed to fussy whimpers.

"He's perfect!" Lily exclaimed as she stared at her new baby.

Despite the exhausting night she had endured and the stress of her ordeal, a bright smile danced across her lips.

Severus's heart lightened at the sight.

He had seen his lover smile that brightly before, on the night that Harriet had been born.

As Lily leaned forward and kissed her tiny newborn's head, Severus resisted the urge to pull them both into his protective embrace.

"Isn't he beautiful, Sev?" Lily asked as she turned to flash Severus her radiant smile.

"......He's flawless, my love." He answered in a low purr.

Severus's dark eyes darted from the baby to Lily as he wore a solemn frown of rapt admiration.

The baby quieted and moved his tiny hands in his swaddled position until Lily grimaced and began to shift uncomfortably in bed.

"Doesn't look like the little lad is quite ready to eat, yet, but mother and I need to finish up." The midwife assessed as Lily felt the cramps begin that would remove the afterbirth from her womb.

"Mr. Snape, would you like to hold the baby for a moment?" The midwife asked as she looked at Severus.

Severus didn't even take the time to nod in eager agreement before he leaned forward and let Lily slip the baby into his arms.

Satisfied that her little one was safely in his father's grasp, Lily laid back with a sigh and prepared herself to do the last bit of work needed to complete the birthing process.

It was difficult for Severus to hold Lily's hand and support her efforts while he cradled his son.

The moments after Harriet's birth had been a bit easier.

Although Severus had grown to care for her as if she were his own flesh and blood, when she had entered the world, she had been James Potter's daughter.

The boy in Severus's arms was undeniably his inside and out, from his black hair to his tiny, hooked nose which Severus narrowed his eyes at as he noticed.

How on earth was he supposed to split his attention between his flower and his newborn?

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Lily drifted back into a deep sleep moments after the last of her exertion ended and the midwife gave her permission to rest.

Severus kissed his darling's forehead as he gently rose from her bed, with their sleeping son cuddled tightly against his chest.

"I need to tend to my daughter." He whispered to the midwife, "If she isn't already awake in her nursery, she will be at any moment."

"Go on, Mr. Snape." The midwife nodded, "Your wife will probably take a nice, long nap. I can look after her while she rests."