Chapter 1

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Hermione lay next to Severus as he breathed evenly.

"So," she said as he looked at her.

"Yes, my love?" He answered.

"Well I was thinking...We should know about the gender of the baby soon enough," she said.

"Yes..." said Severus, not sure where this was heading.

"Well, we should think about names. Don't you think?" She asked.

"We could," said Severus, sounding amused," or we could wait until we know the gender and then decide on a name."

"But that's only two months from now! If we're lucky and it's not three," Hermione argued.

Severus chuckled. She was feisty when she got angry.

"Patience, my love," he said as he kissed her forehead.

Hermione groaned as she realised she was losing the argument.

"But, Sev---"

"Shh. Come, woman. Last I checked, pregnant women needed their sleep," said Severus as he tucked her under his arm.

She sighed as she got comfortable next to him.

She traced her fingers along his bare chest, following the slight lines of muscle as his flesh rose with goosebumps. 

He grabbed her hand gently.

"Woman," he said gruffly," I would not do that if I were you. You do not have class tomorrow. There will be no excuse for me not to make love to you the entire night."

Hermione flushed at his words. She giggled softly.

"Do you not believe me?" He asked in a questioning tone.

"Oh, I belive you," she said with a giggle,"I just didn't think you'd get turned on so easily."

"Oh? Must I prove your theory wrong?" He asked in an amused voice.

"Not necessary,  my love," said Hermione as she snuggled up against him.

He chuckled softly.

"Smart," he said as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"I'm an insufferable know-it-all, remember," she said teasingly.

"I remember," he said,"That's what I love about you."

She smiled to herself in the dark as he continued playing with her hair.

She felt herself falling asleep and said:

"I love you, Sev."

"Always and forever," he replied as she closed her eyes.

***

Severus woke to find himself alone in bed.

"My love?" He called.

"In here," came a reply from the bathroom.

He walked into the bathroom to find Hermione sitting on the floor, looking weak.

"Are you alright?" He asked as he knelt down to her level.

She nodded slowly.

"Just morning sickness," she answered softly.

He sighed.

"Are you done?" He asked.

She nodded again.

"Come on then," he said as he wrapped his arms around her.

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