The Enrichment Project
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
9,805
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58
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She KNEW
Snape immediately snorted, "The student out of bed after hours and wandering the castle demands to know what *I* am doing?"
His voice echoed a sneer, although none was present on his face. He didn't release his grip on Hermione or the baby; he just continued to hold onto the pair and stare down upon the baby's face.
The baby seemed to catch sight of the Potions Master and the little bundle relaxed in his 'mother's' arms.
Hermione would've stamped her foot if she weren't holding the baby,
"I am merely getting a snack, Professor. I realize what time it is, however, due to my involvement in a *solo* project I was quite exhausted and slept through the evening meal."
She put emphasis on 'solo' to stress the fact that he was at least partly responsible for her empty stomach. She was so angry. She wanted to shrug off his hands, but again, she feared upsetting the baby.
Severus felt Hermione's arms grow tense and so did the baby. All parties seemed to set their lips into a tight line. Severus bent over the mother and child, his face looming close to hers...*whoa...what the hell?* Hermione's mind screamed. His lips brushed against her ear and she shivered, not in disgust, oddly enough. She found that she was nearly leaning *toward* the man as his warm breath filled her ear and snaked around her neck.
"Here," Snape began as he shifted to take the baby from Hermione's arms, "get your snack," he commanded.
As though she had no control over her body, she allowed Snape to take the baby from her. He swept across the kitchen and sat at the table, expertly placing the baby in the crook of his arm. Hermione stood, dumbfounded, as Snape began to unswaddle the baby and check him over from head to toe. She shook her head and squinted her eyes trying to remain focused on the sight before her.
"Professor...," there were just no words to continue...
"Your snack, Miss Granger," Snape said without looking up from his inspection of the baby. He grasped the baby's left ankle and examined the silver charm, an almost-smile appearing on his lips.
Hermione decided that in order to proceed any further in their conversation, she would need to get a snack and sit down. She abandoned the smashed crackers on the floor and blindly selected a bag of crisps from another cupboard before slamming herself into a chair across from Snape and the baby.
She sat for a moment not knowing what to say. Her mind was working hard, almost audibly. *Something's going on,* she thought. She shoved a few crisps into her mouth for good measure and nearly choked. Severus summoned a glass of pumpkin juice and she gulped a cold mouthful of the spiced liquid gratefully.
Hermione sat staring at her most loathed professor. Her mind working harder than ever to figure out this most daunting of puzzles. He gave it away. The Potion Master's eyes flicked momentarially to Hermione's neck and then back to the baby and she KNEW. She grew very quiet and her hand went to her throat to finger the turner...
"This is *our* baby," was all she said.
To be continued.........
A/N: Sorry it's a shorty...have to ease back in; haven't updated in over 6 months ;P
His voice echoed a sneer, although none was present on his face. He didn't release his grip on Hermione or the baby; he just continued to hold onto the pair and stare down upon the baby's face.
The baby seemed to catch sight of the Potions Master and the little bundle relaxed in his 'mother's' arms.
Hermione would've stamped her foot if she weren't holding the baby,
"I am merely getting a snack, Professor. I realize what time it is, however, due to my involvement in a *solo* project I was quite exhausted and slept through the evening meal."
She put emphasis on 'solo' to stress the fact that he was at least partly responsible for her empty stomach. She was so angry. She wanted to shrug off his hands, but again, she feared upsetting the baby.
Severus felt Hermione's arms grow tense and so did the baby. All parties seemed to set their lips into a tight line. Severus bent over the mother and child, his face looming close to hers...*whoa...what the hell?* Hermione's mind screamed. His lips brushed against her ear and she shivered, not in disgust, oddly enough. She found that she was nearly leaning *toward* the man as his warm breath filled her ear and snaked around her neck.
"Here," Snape began as he shifted to take the baby from Hermione's arms, "get your snack," he commanded.
As though she had no control over her body, she allowed Snape to take the baby from her. He swept across the kitchen and sat at the table, expertly placing the baby in the crook of his arm. Hermione stood, dumbfounded, as Snape began to unswaddle the baby and check him over from head to toe. She shook her head and squinted her eyes trying to remain focused on the sight before her.
"Professor...," there were just no words to continue...
"Your snack, Miss Granger," Snape said without looking up from his inspection of the baby. He grasped the baby's left ankle and examined the silver charm, an almost-smile appearing on his lips.
Hermione decided that in order to proceed any further in their conversation, she would need to get a snack and sit down. She abandoned the smashed crackers on the floor and blindly selected a bag of crisps from another cupboard before slamming herself into a chair across from Snape and the baby.
She sat for a moment not knowing what to say. Her mind was working hard, almost audibly. *Something's going on,* she thought. She shoved a few crisps into her mouth for good measure and nearly choked. Severus summoned a glass of pumpkin juice and she gulped a cold mouthful of the spiced liquid gratefully.
Hermione sat staring at her most loathed professor. Her mind working harder than ever to figure out this most daunting of puzzles. He gave it away. The Potion Master's eyes flicked momentarially to Hermione's neck and then back to the baby and she KNEW. She grew very quiet and her hand went to her throat to finger the turner...
"This is *our* baby," was all she said.
To be continued.........
A/N: Sorry it's a shorty...have to ease back in; haven't updated in over 6 months ;P