The Greatest Gift

Hermione took another spoonful of her cheesecake, basking in the rich flavor. Her pregnancy hormones were certainly getting the best of her. Hermione spent a lot more time in she and Severus’ quarters, her exhaustion was becoming much more fervent, so she had her food delivered to the dungeons more often. She rubbed her still flat tummy subconsciously, there was no denying that she was already head of heels in love the little ones growing deep inside of her.

Severus sat quietly on the couch, stealing glances at Hermione every now and then. She certainly seemed content. He looked at her tummy, she wasn’t showing yet, but he knew she wouldn’t be able to hide her pregnancy from the rest of Hogwarts, for much longer. There was no doubt that he would love the babies as much as Hermione, but the concept of having a family of his own was still strange and new to Severus. He’d never really had family, save for those bastards he called his mother and father, but he would never really consider them a real family, not by a long shot. His mother was a cruel, heartless bitch, while his father was a spineless coward; he wasn’t sure which was worse. Severus grimaced as he thought back on his childhood; he would see to it that no child of his would have to grow up in such a loveless home.

Hermione abruptly interrupted Severus’ train of thought. “Severus, sweetheart, you must try this cheesecake, it’s better than sex!”

Severus raised an amused brow at her, he’d never heard this term before. “Is that so?” he said slightly offended.

Hermione chuckled at Severus’ brief display of ignorance. “No love, it’s just a figure of speech, I doubt there’s anything that compares to the love we make.” She blushed when she said it; she didn’t intend to be so frank.

Severus grinned broadly at this. Though he showed it scarcely, he fancied having his ego stroked.

Hermione plopped next to him on the sofa and laid her head on his shoulder. Severus loved the vanilla aroma that exuded from her always, she was so intoxicating. He sweetly placed a kiss on her forehead to which she returned to his cheek.

“Severus, I’m off to bed, I’m all-in.” Hermione said after kissing him.

“Good night.” Severus said tediously. The fact that he and Hermione weren’t yet to the point where they were sharing a bed bothered him profoundly. He didn’t understand what the problem was; they clearly cared deeply for each other, but she wouldn’t set foot in his room. ‘Perhaps it is I who needs to come to her’ Severus contemplated.

Hermione awoke an hour later to the sound of her door creaking open. A tall dark figure slinked in. Hermione wanted to say something but she was beginning to yield to sleep again. She felt the bed sink as Severus climbed in next to her. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. ‘Oh, he wants to spoon’ Hermione thought to herself, but was interrupted when she felt his concrete erection nudge her backside.

“Wake up Hermione.” Severus whispered as he kissed Hermione’s shoulder and neck.

Hermione was beginning to get hot and bothered. When she rolled over to face him, he kissed her passionately and hungrily as fondled her breast with one hand. He moved the other hand behind her; she could feel the soft caress of his fingertips on the small of her back.

Hermione was so soft and warm to Severus; he never wanted to let her go. His senses were so much keener in the velvety blackness of the room. He hovered above her for a moment before pulling her silk chemise over her head, taking in her stimulating aroma as he did. Severus moved his lips down the front of her body, stopping to place kisses on her breast through the lacy fabric of her bra. Her nipples responded at once, growing harder as she writhed deliciously under his touch. Hermione moaned and arched her back from the sensations.

“Severus, take your clothes off.” Severus was quick to oblige.

When his clothes his clothes were completely eradicated, he swiftly undid the clasp of her bra and began to suckle at her breasts. Severus’ actions were pure bliss to Hermione.
Severus moved lower until he was at the slit in between Hermione’s legs. He licked her through her panties before sliding them down her thighs and tossing them aside. The sweetness of Hermione’s essence flooded Severus’ tongue, she was so wet. He licked and sucked on her clit as he stroked his hands up and down her legs before moving down to her opening. Hermione was on the brink of orgasm, this was unbridled ecstasy.

Severus could feel Hermione begin to convulse, so he moved away. Hermione groaned at this, she was chagrined that she had come so close to orgasm and he took it away. Severus smiled to himself

“Don’t be too disappointed my dear, I’ve yet to finish.” Severus murmured seductively in Hermione’s ear.

With that he positioned himself on top of Hermione and entered her in one swift motion. She moaned loudly as she was overcome with the enchanting combination of pleasure and pain. Severus stroked in and out, he wanted to take it slow, but his carnal instincts were getting the better of him. Hermione elevated her hips to give Severus better access. His movements were becoming harder and more rapid. Hermione reached in between them so she could touch herself, but he pushed her hand away.

Hermione stopped Severus so that she could turn over. She offered herself to Severus from behind. Severus slid back into Hermione without delay. He reached around Hermione and began to stroke her clit, urging her to cum. His thrusts were harder and quicker than before. Hermione was thrown over the edge and she brought Severus with her. They both came in tandem; the spasms wracked Hermione, as her contractions milked Severus.

They both lay intertwined, slowly coming down from their high. Severus removed himself from Hermione, and held her tighter than had previously; he wouldn’t let her go for all the riches on God’s green earth.

“Severus?”

“Hmmmm?” he answered drowsily, he was truly spent.

“I was thinking we need to pay a visit to my parents to tell them the news. I’m sure they’d love to meet their new son-in-law.” She answered nervously.

“Must we?” he groaned.

“Severus, dear, there’s really no way around it. Besides we’re best off getting this over with sooner than later.” Hermione added pointedly.

“Fine, we’ll leave the day after tomorrow. For now let’s just get some sleep.” Severus retorted, pulling Hermione closer to him. Both finally drifting off to sleep.
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Hermione and Severus made their way to London, grateful that Professor Dumbledore granted the two a weekend’s leave. Hermione had successfully talked Severus into eighty-sixing his ominous cloaks and robes for the weekend. She feared it would bring the couple too much attention in London, besides he wouldn’t need it, there were no students around that they would need to scare off.

They decided to take a cab when they got to London. Hermione felt a sense of nostalgia as they pulled up to her home. It felt as if she hadn’t been there in ages, perhaps it was drastic changes that had happened since she left to return to Hogwarts.

Severus eyed the house before them; there was a large oak tree and rows of tulips lining up aside the walkway. It certainly was the type of place he could imagine Hermione growing up in. He wondered if perhaps they too would bring their children in this type of surrounding. He shrugged the thought just as quickly as he’d thought of it; he loved the dungeons too much to leave them behind.

He collected their luggage from the cab’s trunk as she made her way to the door. Hermione knocked and seconds later a woman answered. She was slightly taller than Hermione with the same curly hair, except the woman’s was streaked with silver. Severus could tell instantly that this was Hermione’s mother.

“Hermione, Darling, what a pleasant surprise!” Hermione’s mother said, embracing Hermione.

Severus strolled up to their reunion.

Mrs. Granger eyed Severus suspiciously as he approached. “Hermione, who’s this?”

“Actually Mum, that’s part of the reason why we came here today. We need to confer. If you don’t mind it’d be best if you get Dad.”

Mrs. Granger did as she was asked. Hermione took Severus to the living room; they sat side by side on the loveseat. Severus took in the atmosphere; it was neat and tidy, reminding him a lot of Hermione. Mrs. Granger returned shortly with Hermione’s father. He was a tall man of at least fifty; he and Hermione had the same eyes and nose.

“Hello there sweetheart, how nice of you to pay your Mum and I a visit. Who’s the gentleman?”

“I was just getting to that Daddy. Please have a seat.” Her parents sat down. Severus subtly squeezed Hermione’s hand urging her to go on, she was glad for his presence. “This is Professor Severus Snape,”

Her father cut in, “How do you do?” offering his hand for a handshake.

Hermione interrupted her father’s formalities, “My Husband.”

Mr. and Mrs. Granger were stunned into silence.

Several awkwardly silent minutes ticked by before someone finally spoke up, it was Hermione’s mother was the one to break the ice. “Well Hermione… I can’t rightly say I understand you decision, but if it’s out blessing you want dear, you’ve got it.” She paused hesitantly, and then continued, “But why on Earth couldn’t you have informed us sooner?”

“I’m sorry Mum and Dad, but we weren’t ready to let everyone know just yet.”

“How long?” Mr. Granger chided.

“About two months.” Hermione answered.

“Anything else you’d like to tell us?” Mrs. Granger asked calmly.

“Well… yes actually.” Hermione said coyly, “I’m pregnant.”

Mr. Granger stormed out of the room in disgust, Hermione Pursued him, leaving Severus and Mrs. Granger behind.

“I apologize for my husband’s behavior. I just suppose it’s so hard for him to let go of his baby girl. Our baby girl.” She said sentimentally. “Every bird has to leave the nest I suppose. So how far along is she?”

“About two months. It’s twins as a matter of fact.” Severus replied.

“How delightful!” she said clasping her hands together. “Severus don’t worry yourself about John, he’ll come around, I guarantee it.”

“It’s quite alright; it actually went better than I formerly thought.” Severus wondered if he’d be that way too if atleast one of the babies turned out to be a girl.
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“Dad, please!” Hermione shouted after her father.

“Hermione, I don’t want to talk about this right now1” He retorted.

“You can’t run away from it Dad, you knew from the day I was born that this day would eventually come.”

“I know sweetheart, I know, but I always pictured it being different. You’re still so young and he’s so much older than you. You’re not even out of school yet! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way.”

“Yes Dad, but he takes care of me. We’ll be fine. I just need you’re support right now.”

“Ok Hermione, I’ll put my faith in you two, but please don’t disappoint me.”

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