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The Expectant Detectives

By: MariaTeresaQuintanar
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 31
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters therein. Nor do I make any moneys from the writing of this story. Though Lord knows I wish I did.
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Chapter Four

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Chapter Four


“What do you mean only the beginning?” Harry demanded.


“Don’t take that tone with my wife, Potter,” hissed Severus. “She came here to assist you. The least you can do is not snap at her for stating the obvious even if you’re too obtuse to comprehend it.”


Glaring at Snape, he turned to Hermione who was still looking at the body. “What did you mean?”


“Harry, this is the second body found on the Malfoy grounds within how many hours? They were just found lying about. No violence on either of them—and before you ask, the one in front of us now would show it because of her medical conditions. The ligament disorder would cause her to bruise very easily and because she was an albino, it would stick out like a sore thumb.”


When Harry looked over to Jake he nodded and added, “What she said was correct. If there had been so much as a rough push, she would have had bad hematomas that no one could have missed thanks in large part to the total lack of pigmentation. Dare I say not even you without your glasses on would have missed such.”


“What about the midget?” Harry asked.


“That’s a little person,” Hermione corrected absently. “There were no visible markings on the body, no trauma to the head, face or neck, and one minute he wasn’t there and the next he was. Someone is trying to send Lucius a message, though what, I couldn’t say.”


“With dead bodies?” Harry asked with a frown. “You’re serious?”


“Not just dead bodies,” Hermione told him. “But rather unusual ones. A little person and an albino contortionist aren’t what anyone would deem average.” She yawned and muttered. “I’ve been thinking about taking a nap all morning.”


“Sounds splendid,” Jake told her even as Severus took her arm. “See to it that she takes her potions, young man. And do please come visit me when you can, Hermione. You are one of the few people that doesn’t think I’m scary for working exclusively with the dead.”


“That just makes them idiots, Jake. Because in the end, aren’t we all working with and for the dead?” she murmured with a smile and a wave as she and her husband left.


“Well?” he asked looking towards Harry. “Did I win the pool?”


“No, her husband did,” the younger wizard muttered.


Jake let out a chuckle. “And you wondered why I bet so little. That man knows her far too well, my boy. I even told you as much.”


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When Hermione and Severus arrived back at their rooms, he took her straight over to the bedroom. Within seconds he had her stripped and was giving her a rather thorough head to toe examination.


“You’re nipples are slightly darker,” he murmured, his hot breath on the more sensitized skin of her breasts had her shivering. “Cold?”


She shook her head no. “Sensitive.”


“How and where?”


“My breasts,” she sighed. “To just about everything it would seem…ahh!” He had licked her left nipple and blew a warm jet of air directly onto it. The hard nub went even harder and made her fingers become like little talons on his shoulders.


“Beautiful,” he sighed. “Any other sensitivity I should know about?”


“My clit,” she told him. “Both my inner and outer labia, and my cunt.” She lifted his head, making him look her in the eyes. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life.”


Moments later he was stripped as well, rejoining her in the bed. Within seconds of entering her hot, snug passageway, Hermione was coming off like a rocket. And it didn’t stop there. At one point she spun him around so that he was on his back and proceeded to pound herself wildly on top of him. Her orgasms kept coming one after the other until she could have sworn they were overlapping. With one last explosion, she curled up next to her husband in contented bliss.


Severus, on the other hand, was red faced and panting next to her, looking as if he just completed a thirty-mile jog in the Alps of Switzerland.


“If we…keep that up…throughout…the entire…pregnancy…you’ll end up…killing me…witch.”


“Hmm,” she purred against his neck. “Really?” She lifted her head and kissed his cheek. “It’s about time you feel the same way I do.”


Blushing, he muttered, “Okay it won’t kill me, but something tells me that my cock will whither off in the attempt to save my body if we do.”


This only had her giggling as she snuggled up with him, drifting off to sleep.


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Hermione was snacking on a tray of health foods that Severus insisted that she begin to eat now that she was pregnant. She had never been one to eat junk food all the time, but she would give good money to be able to eat something cream filled topped with chocolate at that moment instead of what Severus saw as good for her and the baby. This was his way of showing her that he loved her and baby, she told herself. It became a mantra of sorts even as she was trying to avoid thinking just how disgusting the food tasted.


“What in the name of Merlin is that?” She turned to see Sirius at the floo. “Can Remus and I come through?”


“Please!” she said, putting aside the tray.


He stepped through and straight over to the tray even as Remus went over to Hermione, giving her a hug.


“Congratulations,” Remus told her with a broad grin. “So have you…”


“Yes, I told him,” she cut him off. “As for any and all bets, you’ll just have to settle that between yourselves.”


Sirius chuckled as he went over to Hermione and hugged her. “Brilliant as always.” He stepped back, saying, “You owe me a camera.” To this she only arched her brow. “So you owe Dennis, but the fact remains that you owe one.”


“You were taking pictures of yourself with a corpse, Sirius. Not only is that mildly disgusting, but so very beyond the pale as to make others think that making you the head of the auror department five years ago may have been a mistake,” she pointed out to him.


“You didn’t!” Remus exclaimed.


“Well, I wasn’t the only one!” he snapped back.


Hermione took him by the shoulders, making him look at her as she said, “You are their leader. As such, you set the standards that others follow. If you make it a point to behave so, others in the department will see it as a green light to do the same. Now do you comprehend just how childish that answer you gave was?”


“But…”


“If it weren’t for the fact that Kingsley is our friend, you would have been sanctioned,” Remus told Sirius, as Hermione glared at him. “She did you a favor by destroying that camera.”


Sirius looked thoughtful before he muttered, “And I suppose you want a thank you?”


“No,” she said. “But I will give you my heart felt and everlasting gratitude if you can get me something to eat that doesn’t resemble green sludge and tastes like something best left in a swamp.” Hermione grabbed Sirius by his jacket. “I am just starting this pregnancy! I have approximately eight more months of this!” She pointed to what Severus laughingly called food. “If I have to keep eating that swill, I will take out more than a camera next time!”


“All you had to do was ask,” Remus told her soothingly, pulling her away from his panic stricken friend. “Let’s go eat shall we?”


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