Pregnancy
Title: Pregnancy
Team Name: Order
Word Count: (100) X 5
Rating: PG
Challenge: Hormones
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: Not beta'd and HP is not mine.
“Hermione, you look unbelievable.”
She burst into tears at his statement. Her makeup streaked down her face, black streaks of war paint coated her alabaster cheeks.
“Don’t cry,” he soothed, walking towards her at a rapid pace. “Why are you crying? Stop it, woman!” he demanded.
“I’m not pretty, I’m a whale! I look like what Ron will look like when his metabolism will catch up with him,” she cried, dropping awkwardly to the ground, her chiffon skirt poofing up around her.
“You look nothing like Ron Weasley,” he stated confidently, trying to calm down his hysterical wife. “Thank god.”
*
“Severus, are you cheating on me?” Hermione stood in the doorway, her arms wrapped around herself for protection. Severus wiped his face on the towel, turning around to eye her, her arms making her pregnant belly more pronounced.
“Why on earth would you think that, you silly woman?”
“You don’t touch me anymore, you are gone for long periods of time, and you are always showering. What am I supposed to think?” she blubbered.
“I’m not cheating on you. I would never cheat on you. I haven’t touched you because you are pregnant, I don’t want to risk hurting you.”
*
“Then how come you are always gone and showering?” she asked in a weak voice, still uncertain.
“I wanted it to be a surprise,” he sighed, rubbing his hand down his freshly shaved face.
“What?”
“I’m building furniture for the baby. That’s why I’m always gone, and I get sweaty when I work on it, so then I have to shower. I wanted to surprise you with it at the baby shower, but you are ever the know-it-all.” He gave her a teasing, loving smile.
Her mouth fell open at the truth. She stammered out a few words of gibberish.
*
He walked towards her, dipping his head down to her level and capturing her lips in a gentle loving kiss, showing her just how much he loved her.
He grabbed her hand, tugging on it, pulling her after him. They walked down the stairs in their home and into his labs, which she was not allowed into since she was pregnant. There in the middle of the floor was a beautiful hand carved crib and a dressing table. She wrapped her arms around him, thanking him and crying at the same time.
He could feel her belly, and he smiled.
*
A month later, they sat at Hermione’s shower. Severus sat across the room watching his wife opening up her presents. Tears flowing down her cheeks at each present.
“Are all pregnant women this crazy, Potter?” he asked the boy who lived to impregnate his red headed wife several times.
“One word, Severus. Hormones. Welcome to hell and insanity, and the best sex you will ever have,” Harry said with a smirk on his face.
“We already have that,” Severus replied, a large smirk covering his face when Harry blushed and stammered out an excuse as he got up and moved.
Team Name: Order
Word Count: (100) X 5
Rating: PG
Challenge: Hormones
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: Not beta'd and HP is not mine.
“Hermione, you look unbelievable.”
She burst into tears at his statement. Her makeup streaked down her face, black streaks of war paint coated her alabaster cheeks.
“Don’t cry,” he soothed, walking towards her at a rapid pace. “Why are you crying? Stop it, woman!” he demanded.
“I’m not pretty, I’m a whale! I look like what Ron will look like when his metabolism will catch up with him,” she cried, dropping awkwardly to the ground, her chiffon skirt poofing up around her.
“You look nothing like Ron Weasley,” he stated confidently, trying to calm down his hysterical wife. “Thank god.”
*
“Severus, are you cheating on me?” Hermione stood in the doorway, her arms wrapped around herself for protection. Severus wiped his face on the towel, turning around to eye her, her arms making her pregnant belly more pronounced.
“Why on earth would you think that, you silly woman?”
“You don’t touch me anymore, you are gone for long periods of time, and you are always showering. What am I supposed to think?” she blubbered.
“I’m not cheating on you. I would never cheat on you. I haven’t touched you because you are pregnant, I don’t want to risk hurting you.”
*
“Then how come you are always gone and showering?” she asked in a weak voice, still uncertain.
“I wanted it to be a surprise,” he sighed, rubbing his hand down his freshly shaved face.
“What?”
“I’m building furniture for the baby. That’s why I’m always gone, and I get sweaty when I work on it, so then I have to shower. I wanted to surprise you with it at the baby shower, but you are ever the know-it-all.” He gave her a teasing, loving smile.
Her mouth fell open at the truth. She stammered out a few words of gibberish.
*
He walked towards her, dipping his head down to her level and capturing her lips in a gentle loving kiss, showing her just how much he loved her.
He grabbed her hand, tugging on it, pulling her after him. They walked down the stairs in their home and into his labs, which she was not allowed into since she was pregnant. There in the middle of the floor was a beautiful hand carved crib and a dressing table. She wrapped her arms around him, thanking him and crying at the same time.
He could feel her belly, and he smiled.
*
A month later, they sat at Hermione’s shower. Severus sat across the room watching his wife opening up her presents. Tears flowing down her cheeks at each present.
“Are all pregnant women this crazy, Potter?” he asked the boy who lived to impregnate his red headed wife several times.
“One word, Severus. Hormones. Welcome to hell and insanity, and the best sex you will ever have,” Harry said with a smirk on his face.
“We already have that,” Severus replied, a large smirk covering his face when Harry blushed and stammered out an excuse as he got up and moved.