Sev's married life

"Whoever you say can't beat you, don't stop me, let me out!" James yelled, holding the frame, his handsome face flushed.

Snape silently despised the reckless lion.

"Severus, what are you talking about?" Hermione came over, her beautiful face was a little red, she pursed her lips, "God, Severus, I'm dying of thirst, help me find some juice "

"You can get it yourself - if you still have the strength to dance," Severus said dryly, reluctantly.

"Look what he's talking about" James yelled, it was just too much, he wasn't nice to his little wife, Hermione, he was Harry's last friend, look what he did.

Hermione's face was wrinkled together, showing an exaggerated expression, "My legs are so sore, I can't walk. Severus, have you forgotten that the medical doctor made me exercise regularly? - Oh, I It's so sad." She took Severus' hand and sat on the chair next to the portrait, winking at Lily.

"That's it," cried the portrait.

Reluctantly, Snape went to another table to fetch apple juice, and a plate of very delicious fruit salad, and put some yogurt in it by the way, he put it dryly in front of Hermione, and said darkly, "If you dance , and I want you to remember that your husband will too"

Hermione blinked again, opened her mouth wide silently, and laughed, "Severus, are you jealous of Harry, you are so cute"

"What are you talking about, how cute is the snot, Merlin?"

Severus tilted his head expressionlessly, lowered his head contemptuously and kissed Hermione's mouth, licked the remaining juice on her lips, and meaningfully hugged her waist and sat beside her.

"Merlin Merlin, what did I just see! He molested this young lady in front of me!" Someone continued to shout and interjected.

Hermione said apologetically, "Mr. Potter, I'm not a miss." After she finished speaking, she seemed to twist her waist, in order to let the portrait see the belly more clearly.

"(⊙o⊙) Oh! Don't use this fact to hit me again." James blushed and rubbed his fists hard.

Lily looked at Snape tenderly, "It seems that you get along very well."

Snape took it for granted, "Very pleasant, Lily".

Hermione let out a small exclamation, and Snape held her arm nervously and asked, "What's wrong? Is it a stomachache? Is it because I just danced?"

Hermione patted the back of his hand comfortingly, and gently rubbed her stomach clockwise with the other hand, "Well, for a little while, the baby just kicked me hard." She spread her hand, feeling slightly regretful. Looking at Severus, "Really powerful, like Quidditch players - I swear one of them could be a Gryffindor," Hermione said softly.

"They? God, Hermione, I'm so happy for you," Lily smiled and looked at her in surprise.

James' face suddenly turned red, and there was some anger. He waved his fist, "The snot has two children? Merlin, why does he have two, Lily, I suddenly regret that we—"

Snape raised his eyebrows, showed a happy smile, and stretched out his hand to help Hermione comfort the baby, "I think they probably don't like their mother dancing with others, huh"

"Oh my God, Severus, you're enough" Hermione sighed, how could Severus not forget this, it was Harry, it was Harry!

"Haha, Severus, I've rarely seen you jealous", Lily said.

"Stingy, Snotty"

Snape took a sip of gin, fed a spoonful of salad into the blushing Hermione's mouth, raised his eyebrows and looked at James, "Really, can I invite Lily to dance then?"

"cannot"

"Oh no"

Both Hermione and James refused.

Lily smiled slyly at Snape——Hermione and James turned their heads at the same time, Hermione covered her expression with a milk glass, James touched his nose in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, it's not good at all, I've been preventing you for many years.

After Christmas, Snape made potions at home, and Hermione went shopping with Ginny—Snape couldn’t figure it out, wasn’t it just the baby’s clothes, including Mrs. McGonagall, Ginny, Mrs. Granger, etc. He has already invited Hermione out to buy several times, and every time there are all kinds of novel clothes that make him horrified. It gave a chill when trying to put it on little Snape.

He made potions in the potions room all morning, and at noon he made steak for himself to accompany the red wine Lucius sent.Looking at today's prophet wrapping paper on the sofa, of course it also includes the category of pink tones - after all, he also cares about the magic world, especially the magic world where his baby is about to come.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there are small snacks at home, which are made by Hermione. The small cakes with coffee powder are bitterer than ordinary ones, but the taste is very suitable for him——About pastry making, Snape who is learning cooking Refusal to study, which doesn't match his temperament at all, he quibbles.

After using the pastry, Snape was about to start the afternoon potion making when a word suddenly appeared in the room.

Snape turned his head coldly. In the indoor portrait hanging above the fireplace in his house, there was an extra man with rough hair fixed on his head.

"It's boring living with you, Snape. I watched you all day and found that you are even more boring than I thought. I can't even imagine how sad it is for that beautiful lady to stay with you. "James smiled maliciously.

Snape lit the fire in the fireplace more vigorously, he hugged his shoulders, and confronted the portrait, "I almost feel sorry for Lily. Someone can be bored enough to stare at me all day, isn't this a more boring person Is it something that can be done?"

James jumped up and gritted his teeth, "Guess it's boring, you're the most boring - you turn down the fire, Snape, I feel hot, you can't abuse the portrait!"

"This is my home and I think I have the right to call it a day"

"Ah, when Hermione comes back, I will definitely ask her to remove the portrait"

"Aha, I think you forgot, she's my wife"

"She's not as bad as you"

"You came to my house first, and then, who let you in!"

"Hmph, I'm the portrait, it's my freedom, it's too hot, Snape"

Snape flicked his sleeves, turned and went to the potion making room, leaving James Potter in the portrait standing still and shouting.

After night fell, Hermione finally came back, she slumped into the sofa, her cheeks were flushed, and she hurriedly called Snape, "Severus, look, I bought baby vampire clothes, it's too much!" cute"

Snape poured her a cup of yogurt, frowned, and nodded reluctantly, "Merlin, I'm not excited at all, drink it up. I sure don't want you to go shopping with our baby - is that right?" thing"

"Uh huh, look, Severus, okay, I get it. This is for you, put it on quickly," Hermione was holding a black suit, a bright red tie, and a small bag , with vampire teeth and decorations inside.

"It's from Vampire Daddy. I also got Vampire Mommy's and we can wear them for Easter Merlin they're so cute"

Snape gritted his teeth to prevent the growl from coming out of his mouth, he stared fiercely at the clothes in Hermione's hands, "Woman, are you too busy?"

"Hmm, it seems a little bit," Hermione shrugged, sorting out her shopping.

Snape lowered his head and pressed Hermione's shoulders, forcing her to raise her head, and gave her a forced kiss. Hermione's face was a little embarrassed, but there was a hint of excitement when she looked carefully - she felt Severus' affection ||Desire|, she spread her hands and smirked, "Severus, I'm about to give birth, you can't"

Snape shackled Hermione's shoulders, lowered his head and hugged her, and strode towards the bedroom, leaving a repressed sentence in the wind, "Give me your hand!"

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☆、Chapter 22