Possesion In True Form
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
12,088
Reviews:
78
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine:
Hermione swallowed back the bile that threatened to leave her stomach once again. Maybe she thought, just maybe its only a stomach flu.
The last two months had gone by smoothly, of course that is not to say that she and Severus hadn’t fought because that would very well have been like saying that fish could fly. They’d been getting along quite well overall though. She had yet to permit him entrance to her bed. Though the Gods knew how badly she wanted too. Giving in to early would have surely made Severus Snape all the harder to deal with. She could deal with a mopping, semi-miserable Severus, not a smug one.
Another wave of nausea overwhelmed her and she tried to take a deep breath only it didn’t work and the next moment saw her dry heaving over the toilet once again. Oh dear, she really hated being ill. She straightened from her hunched position and rinsed her mouth out. Truly glad for once that she and Severus had thought it best that the children stay with him for the weekend.
A few hours later saw Hermione sitting on one of the cots in the infirmary her head in her hands, fuming. That son of a bitch, did this on purpose. He had too of. She couldn’t be pregnant. Okay granted its not like either of them had taken precautions, but…..oh hell who was she kidding it wasn’t his fault entirely, she had been willing. She stood and tightly smiled at the disapproving Madame Pomfrey.
She walked in an almost zombie like state, heading towards the dungeons. She made it as far as the end of the infirmary’s corridor before something red pounced on her.
She struggled out of the very dirty hands of one Ron Weasley. “What are you doing here?”
Ron gave her a goofy grin. “Why I’m here to see one of my best friends of course. I could visit Harry but I can see his ugly face most days if I was so inclined. Where are the kids?” He asked, draping his gangly arm over her shoulders.
“Um… they’re with Severus, I was just on my way to see them.” She cast a pained look in the direction she was previously headed.
Ron didn’t notice and just made a face at the mention of the disgusting bat’s name. “Are they expecting you?”
“Uh no not for a few hours, I was just going to pop in and see how they were doing.” She replied trying to ease out from under Ron’s arm.
“Great then, why don’t we catch up. Just the two of us you know.” Ron replied finally looking at her, to gouge her reaction.
Hermione glanced once again in the direction she wanted to go and then look up into the face of one of her long time friends. She really didn’t want to, but she didn’t want to hurt his feelings either so she forced a smile and nodded. “Okay”
Hermione swallowed back the bile that threatened to leave her stomach once again. Maybe she thought, just maybe its only a stomach flu.
The last two months had gone by smoothly, of course that is not to say that she and Severus hadn’t fought because that would very well have been like saying that fish could fly. They’d been getting along quite well overall though. She had yet to permit him entrance to her bed. Though the Gods knew how badly she wanted too. Giving in to early would have surely made Severus Snape all the harder to deal with. She could deal with a mopping, semi-miserable Severus, not a smug one.
Another wave of nausea overwhelmed her and she tried to take a deep breath only it didn’t work and the next moment saw her dry heaving over the toilet once again. Oh dear, she really hated being ill. She straightened from her hunched position and rinsed her mouth out. Truly glad for once that she and Severus had thought it best that the children stay with him for the weekend.
A few hours later saw Hermione sitting on one of the cots in the infirmary her head in her hands, fuming. That son of a bitch, did this on purpose. He had too of. She couldn’t be pregnant. Okay granted its not like either of them had taken precautions, but…..oh hell who was she kidding it wasn’t his fault entirely, she had been willing. She stood and tightly smiled at the disapproving Madame Pomfrey.
She walked in an almost zombie like state, heading towards the dungeons. She made it as far as the end of the infirmary’s corridor before something red pounced on her.
She struggled out of the very dirty hands of one Ron Weasley. “What are you doing here?”
Ron gave her a goofy grin. “Why I’m here to see one of my best friends of course. I could visit Harry but I can see his ugly face most days if I was so inclined. Where are the kids?” He asked, draping his gangly arm over her shoulders.
“Um… they’re with Severus, I was just on my way to see them.” She cast a pained look in the direction she was previously headed.
Ron didn’t notice and just made a face at the mention of the disgusting bat’s name. “Are they expecting you?”
“Uh no not for a few hours, I was just going to pop in and see how they were doing.” She replied trying to ease out from under Ron’s arm.
“Great then, why don’t we catch up. Just the two of us you know.” Ron replied finally looking at her, to gouge her reaction.
Hermione glanced once again in the direction she wanted to go and then look up into the face of one of her long time friends. She really didn’t want to, but she didn’t want to hurt his feelings either so she forced a smile and nodded. “Okay”