The Burning Pen

A Matter of Circumstance
by Ruth Solomon

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CHAPTER 29
 

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 29 ~ Divine Interruption (Short Chapter)

Hera watched Hermione unbuckle Severus’ pants, a slight frown on her face. The goddess understood the witch’s desire for the wizard, but she felt that despite all he was doing, he didn’t yet deserve this kind of attention. Still, the couple’s emotions were on high now and could be utilized to further cement this relationship.

”Not right now, wizard,” the goddess breathed, flicking a finger toward the mirror.

Hermione had just unzipped Severus’ trousers. The pale wizard was breathing heavily with anticipation. Hermione had given him oral sex before, but never this way. Usually they were in bed, naked. This was the first time the Potions Master had been fully clothed, and also the first time the witch initiated the act. Hermione usually let him initiate everything. So of course, Severus was quite pleased and excited.

Suddenly the witch gasped, her hands dropping to her belly. Severus scowled and pushed his hips forward reflexively.

”Why did you stop?” he asked Hermione, his voice raw.

“The baby. It’s kicking,” she said softly, looking up at him and leaning back so he could see. Her nightgown suddenly pulsed outward.

Severus blinked.

Hermione looked at him then slowly stood up, grasped both the wizard’s hands and placed them on her belly. Severus felt three strong pulses and stared down at his hands, then moved them slightly, trying to feel more.

”Do you feel the baby?” Hermione asked him, looking into the wizard’s eyes.

They were focused on her belly.

”Yes,” he said, his voice sounding a bit far away, “Yes I feel the baby.”

Hermione gave him a soft smile and placed her hands over his.

”This is your father, Cassia. His name is Severus Snape,” she said, looking down at her belly, “He’s a brilliant Potions Master and a hero.”

Severus stared at Hermione. Did she say “Cassia?”

That was the name of the little girl in his nightmare, the child who was beaten by Ron.

The kicking started again, Severus’ expression turning soft for a moment as he felt his child moving for the first time. His child. He looked at Hermione.

“A very active baby. Does this happen often?” he asked her.

”Yes. More now that I’m nearing the end of term,” she replied.

Severus hesitated, then slowly knelt, placing his ear against Hermione’s belly. He could hear a slight thump, then the side of his head was soundly kicked. A small smirk appeared on his face.

“That’s right, Severus. Recognize your child is a living being…your offspring. A life you helped create,” Hera said softly, “Recognize that the woman standing before you is bringing this life into the world…giving you the greatest gift a woman can give a man to her own detriment. You owe her, Severus.”

Hermione looked down at the kneeling wizard, tempted to caress his hair as he listened to his child. Severus closed his eyes as the baby continued to kick him. Finally the kicking stopped, and the wizard rose, looking down at Hermione.

He didn’t say anything however. Still there was a look in Severus’ eyes that Hermione didn’t recognize.

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“Are you all right, Severus?” Hermione asked the wizard, who continued to look at her.

Thinking he was looking at her that way because he wanted her to continue what was interrupted, Hermione sat down again and began to pull on his boxers.

Severus began blinking then caught her hands.

”No…the mood is past, Hermione,” the Potions Master said softly.

Indeed, his erection was gone.

Hermione looked up at him sadly.

”Does that mean you are going to go, Severus?” she asked the wizard, her eyes beginning to well up, “I didn’t mean to upset you with the baby. I just thought you might…”

”I’m not upset, Hermione,” he said, drawing her up, “But…but it was affecting…feeling my child moving in your womb…”

Affecting wasn’t the word to describe what happened. He was going to be a father. No. He WAS a father. His child just hadn’t been born yet. The movements and the heartbeat he experienced drove that truth home. He drew Hermione up gently by her hands.

”I’m not going to leave,” he said, “We’re going to rest and let your food digest.”

Hermione smiled at him, then asked, “But what about your needs, Severus?”

”They can wait. Come to bed,” the wizard said a bit gruffly, some of the old snark re-emerging. He led Hermione over to the bed and helped her in, then undressed and joined her, leaving on his silk boxers. This was the first time he didn’t get completely naked in bed with the witch.

They both lay on their backs, looking up at the ceiling. Hermione slowly turned her face toward him.

“Severus, would you…hold me?” she asked the wizard, who turned his face toward hers.

He stared at her a moment, his eyes dropping down to her belly, then back.

“Turn your back toward me,” he said, turning to face her.

Hermione did so and the wizard slipped his arm under her body and pulled the witch back against him, spooning around her, his chin resting on top of Hermione’s head and both of his hands resting on her belly so he could feel if the child moved again.

“Satisfied?” Severus growled.

”Very,” Hermione replied, snuggling back against him.

“Go to sleep,” he snarked.

“Yes sir,” Hermione answered, smiling and closing her eyes.

The wizard’s very out of character responses were not wasted on Hermione. He was responding to her and the child. Now that he had allowed himself to take responsibility from a “practical” standpoint, he was becoming more involved emotionally, whether he wanted to or not.

Selfish bastard that he was, Severus was also human…despite popular opinion. Hermione could feel the differences in him as well as see them. Her love for the wizard was only growing stronger…she could see him as he could be if he would only open up his heart.

Well, she had time to work on that.

Hermione yawned and snuggled against him a bit more, the wizard making an irritated noise.

”Must you wriggle about so much?” he hissed.

Poor Severus. He was still trying to maintain his harsh demeanor. But it didn’t come across too well when one was spooned around the person he was trying to intimidate.

“Sorry,” Hermione said, tempted to giggle but knowing better. She could tell Severus was having a hard time with this, but was trying to be accommodating…most likely for the sake of the baby.

At least, that was what he’d tell her.

After her full meal, Hermione was tired and soon fell asleep. Severus didn’t however. His dark eyes were thoughtful as he lay with the witch’s warm body curled against his own. . He had never just slept with the witch so this was new to him. It was quite comfortable to be honest.

A wizard could get used to this.

He was just beginning to doze when he felt a strong pulse under his hand which was still resting on Hermione’s belly. He lifted his head and looked down, watching his hand move slightly.

The baby was kicking again.

The wizard laid his head back down and closed his eyes, his hands holding Hermione and his child protectively.

Nothing would happen to either of them.

He was invested now.

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