Closer

wow. This story has nearly two thousand views. That is cool. I love knowing people are at least checking out my stuff.

So I just wanted everyone to know that I have a kid who is 1 and half. She keeps me busy during the day and that is why I don't write long chapters and why I don't update as much as I would like to.

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The pregnant witch was jerked from her peaceful sleep by the need to vomit. She ran out of her room and down the hallway. She opened the bathroom door and dove inside.

She bent over the toilet and began to throw up. Her stomach didn't have much in it so soon she was left with nothing. The feeling to throw up was still there.

"This sucks," she whined.

"Hermione," came Severus' voice.

Hermione looked over her shoulder to see Severus standing at the bathroom door. He was fully dressed. She guessed he didn't want to risk one of her parents seeing her naked.

"I feel like I'm going to die," she whispered.

"It's going to be OK," he said kneeling down next to her. "I'll make you up a potion."

"Thank you," Hermione said smiling. "Do you know how to make any morning sickness potions?"

Severus had naturally assumed he could make any potion. He knew how to make birth control potions but he never made a morning sickness potion.

"Yes," he lied. "I'm going to go right back to Hogwarts and make it."

"Good," she said trying to stand up. "Can you help me back to bed?"

"Of course," he said pulling her into a hug.

He helped her to her feet and down the hallway. When they reached her bedroom Severus helped into the bed.

"I'll be back soon," he said kissing her on the head.

He intended on going straight to his study and searching through his books. He knew it would be quicker to go to Poppy and just ask her but he didn't really want to do that.

"OK," She said trying to go back to sleep.

Severus quickly disapparated out of the house.

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Severus sat in his sitting room going over his books. He had gone through most of his books and he couldn't find one single recipe.

"Dammit," he cursed tossing the book to the couch.

He knew he didn't have a choice. He would have to speak to Poppy.

The potions masters walked out of his dungeons and up to the hospital wing. He sighed when he saw Poppy wasn't alone. She was in a deep conversation with Pomona.

"Poppy," Severus said cutting into their conversation.

"Yes?" She asked turning her attention away from the other woman.

"I wanted to talk to you," he said and cast a look at the head off hufflepuff. "In private."

"I'll go," Pomona said smiling. She leaned in to whisper something to Poppy.

Poppy just nodded and waved her hand in the other woman's direction. Pomona laughed slightly before walking out of the hospital wing.

"How can I help you?" she asked turning her attention to Severus.

"I need a potion," he answered.

"A potion?" Poppy asked in a surprised voice. "I thought that was your thing."

She walked to the far side of the room and opened her supply closet. Severus didn't say anything even though he knew she expected him to.

"What do you need?" she asked.

"Something for morning sickness," he said.

This caused Poppy to stop and look over her shoulder at him. She gave him a confused look before returned to look at the bottles in her closet.

"Who is the girl?" she asked picking up a vile of purple liquid.

"A friend," he answered.

"Must be a good friend," she said handing him the vile. "I only keep a small vile of this for emergencies. After all we haven't had a pregnant girl at Hogwarts for a while. I'll get the recipe for you."

"Thank you," he said pocketing the vile.

"Is it your kid?" she asked.

"I can't talk about it," he said. "She isn't really to tell everyone."

"Alright," Poppy said closing the door to her hold of potions.

That was one thing Severus liked about Poppy. She never asked too many questions. He nodded and left the room.

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The witch hadn't left her bed since Severus helped her there. Her mother had come in and offered her breakfast but she couldn't stand the thought of eating. She just wanted Severus to get back with her potion.

Hermione hadn't told her mother that Severus had come to see her in the middle of the night. She didn't want her parents to know she had slept with him again. She figured they would scold her for it. After all sex with him had gotten her into the mess she was in.

Her heart jumped when she heard someone at the front door. Her hopes were crushed when she heard Ron's voice.

"Is Hermione home?" he asked.

"Yes," she heard her mother answer. "But I'm not sure if she is up for any company."

"Can you please ask her if she'll see me just for a minute?" Ron asked.

Hermione's heart skipped a beat. She didn't want to see Ron. She had decided she didn't want to take him back and she wasn't ready to tell him.

"I'll ask her," Jane said.

A moment later Hermione heard her mother knocking at her door.

"Ron is here," her mother said. "Do you want to see him?"

Hermione didn't want to but she knew it was better to get it over with.

"Yes," she said.

"I'll send him up," Jane said before walking back down stairs.

It felt like barely a second before the door opened. Ron stepped inside.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Like hell," she answered.

Ron closed the door and walked over to the bed. He sat down on the edge.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he said. "I came here because I wanted to apologize for just walking out on you."

The statement caught Hermione off guard. She didn't think Ron would ever apologize to her for it.

"You made a mistake," Ron said. "I can deal with it. I still love-"

"Stop," Hermione said cutting him off.

"Why?" he asked. "What's wrong?"

"I can't do this," she said chocking back tears. "I can't be with you anymore."

"Why not?" he questioned.

Hermione knew she had to tell him the truth. She knew there was chance he would never speak to her again but he had to know the truth.

"I saw Severus last night," she said. "And I reliazed something. I know you love me but something is just missing. I didn't reliaze what was missing until I talked to Severus last night. You don't make me feel needed."

"And he does?" Ron asked in a shocked voice. "You sleep with him one time and you think you have this wonderful connection with him!"

Hermione turned her eyes away from him. There was no way she could tell him she had slept with him again.

"Wait..." he said slowly catching on. "You've done it with him more than once haven't you?"

A tear slipped out of Hermione's eye and rolled down her cheek. She couldn't believe that Ron was making her feel so guilty about it.

"How could you?" he cried jumping up from the bed. "I thought you loved me."

"I already told you," she sobbed. "I don't love you anymore."

"Do you love him?" he questioned.

Hermione didn't know what to say to that. She didn't know how she felt about Severus. All she knew was he cared and he made her feel needed.

"Dear Merlin," he said in a soft voice. "You do. You love that jerk."

"The only jerk I know is you Ronald," she snapped. "He has never talked to me like this."

"I'm out of here," Ron said already headed for the door. "Don't come crying to me when he gets bored of you."

Hermione let out a loud sob when the door slammed shut. She hadn't expected it to go that. She hadn't expected Ron to be so cruel. She really was better off without him.

She needed to get her mind off of everything. She walked out of her room and head downstairs. She could only hope that everything would work out.