Sev's married life

In the end, Snape finally stayed overnight at Prince Manor.

The room that Curt prepared for them was covered with a deep red carpet, silky silk brocade was placed on the double bed, and the hanging floor lamp emitted a dim flame like a decoration.

Snape leaned on the bed in only a black silk nightgown and remained silent.

Hermione climbed onto Snape's lap after washing and crawled into his arms to find a snug fit - the expected silence and stillness, and it was a long time before she spoke, looking up carefully at his streamlined jaw, " Severus, aren't you happy - although it's obvious" she said, trying to make things less awkward.

The man lowered his head, looked at her expressionlessly, his expression was tense, his dark eyes showed a gloomy color, he stretched Hermione with his hands, and put his palms on her curvy belly , passing in a little bit of warm magic power and swirling it around the abdomen.

Hermione pressed his hand and shook her head, "Severus, I'm fine, I'm just scared by you, I'm worried about you. Can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

Snape turned his head, "I refuse. Even if I am your husband, I should have my privacy"

He can really hurt, time and time again, when it comes to his family, Hermione thought.

"I think everything about you - pain and faults, I should know, and then I can share your worries and be a qualified wife, what do you say?"

Snape lifted her chin, and placed a kiss on her lips, his warm tongue.drilled into her mouth, raised his sweet little tongue, and moved his palm from her belly to her plump place , Hermione let out a sigh, and grabbed his hand through the clothes, she threw her head back into Snape's arms, and said dryly, "Well, I don't think we should do this now, you know, Severus"

Snape let out a low laugh, rolling his fingers over her lips, "When does Mrs Snape think it's best?"

Hermione glanced at him shyly, "At least wait until our children stop making trouble. Of course, I think you should know that I am also looking forward to our sexlife, so you don't have to doubt it."

Snape put his palm on her belly again, and said slowly, with uncertain hesitation, "My mother is a wizard and a Slytherin. She fell madly in love with a Muggle, and married her despite the family's obstruction. to the man"

Hermione was in his arms, and put her arms around his waist tightly, giving him encouragement.

"The peaceful life started when he lost his job, he drank, gambled, yelled at home. You know that, and then my mother died and left me the house in Spinner's End, and he left and never I've come back. I can live on my own, I don't care." There was a trace of grief in Snape's eyes, and he looked down at Hermione, "I found letters from my mother to my grandfather at home, but none of them were sent. excommunicated her and her son from the family"

There were faint tears in Hermione's eyes, and she lowered her head, not wanting him to see it—he would definitely feel that she was pitying him—it was not the case, she loved him, so she felt sorry for this man.

"I guess it would be nice if I were someone else, not Snape, or Prince."

"Severus, I wish I had fallen in love with you sooner."

Snape raised his eyebrows at her in surprise, and said quickly, "Don't you think anything of your stern potions master?"

Hermione was also taken aback, she closed her eyes and thought about it, felt a tingle in her waist, laughed and put her arms around Severus' neck, "I think it's not bad, but it's not good for your reputation "

"Well, Miss Granger, do you think I need any more fame?"

"Of course, my professor, you are a well-known master of potions in the magic world, and I am still proud of you"

Snape put her on the bed, covered the two of them with a quilt, and whispered, "Actually, I'm proud of you, my girl"

Curt stood in the basement of Prince, where the candles that would never be extinguished were lit. He stood in front of the portrait and bowed respectfully, "Master, the little master has stayed with his wife in the manor. You want to see see him?"

The old man in the portrait frowned sternly, and the kind lady beside her wrapped his arms around him, "Is it Severus, Curt, please bring them here tomorrow, please, I want to see him very much .”

"I'm not ready," Prince said.

Mrs. Prince squeezed her husband, "I really want to see our grandson, isn't that okay? It's because of you that my precious daughter passed away sadly, I just want to meet my Sev"

"Madam, please don't be sad. The little master's wife is already pregnant. She is a very polite and beautiful lady. You will definitely like it very much."

Mr. Prince moved his beard and said dryly, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Mrs. Prince immediately laughed.

If Hermione saw this scene, she would have screamed, Severus had inherited his grandfather's personality exactly, so awkward and gentle.

The Aurors tried to track down the wizards who used the dark arts, but unfortunately they had very little evidence.

Harry hadn't been home for three days in a row. As his qualified and legal wife, Ginny took the prepared meals to deliver to his husband.

She wanted to stop by Diagon Alley to buy some presents for Hermione's children.I just looked at it first, oh my god, these little kids' clothes are just so cute, she complimented in her heart and couldn't put it down.

In the less crowded alley, and also here, Harry was destined not to be late for the dinner his wife cooked.

When Ginny was about to use Apparation, she felt a faint moan.

"My hallucination?" she said to herself, and when she heard a louder scream, Ginny immediately took out her wand and pointed it at a remote corner of Diagon Alley.

A blond girl was pressed under a man in ragged clothes emitting a foul smell. Her clothes were ripped open to reveal her white chest, and the purchased goods were scattered all over the floor. The blond lady's mouth was cast with a silent spell—her eyes It was full of panic and tears - she tried hard to avoid the attack of that ugly person.

"All petrochemical"

The man rolled away on the spot and turned his head to look at Ginny viciously. Ginny took two steps back in shock, and a face comparable to Voldemort's terror appeared in front of her, with a stench on his body.

It turned out that there was not only the blond girl on the ground, there was also a little boy crawling beside her legs, trying to hug the blond lady, gritting his teeth and staring at the man, his face soaked with tears.

"Torn apart," Ginny said.

The ugly man whispered, "The Cruciatus Curse". His attack was very accurate, but he stumbled a step when he was stumbled by the little boy who jumped at him - Ginny seized the opportunity, "Disarm you"

Hit, she thought, and Petrify All, the Dark wizard barely dodges, kicks the little boy away, grabs his wand and runs away when Ginny catches him.

Drake finally found himself watching Astoria being sent to St. Mungo's again. He found that he felt sorry for this beautiful lady, and seeing the scars on her body was burning with anger.

"It's you" Draco knelt down and said to the little boy. "Darsay"

"Brother Drake, I saw that man. He's in Diagon Alley. Please arrest him, please." Dasai cried, trying to suppress his anger.

Drake washed the wound on the little boy's body with cleaning agent, "Don't cry, Darcy, we will definitely arrest him"

He tried hard to distinguish the young man from the tears, and tried hard to protect sister Astoria, but he couldn't push away the man who claimed to be his father but whipped and drugged him. That ugly wizard had become a demon. No longer smiling at him, no longer being polite, he cried and wanted to end the man's life, to set him free.

"Let me take care of her," he said to the therapist, entering the treatment room with clean clothes in hand.

Astoria was lying on the bed, and the quilt exposed her white shoulders, and there were red wounds on her pretty face—Draco could almost imagine the scars on the body covered by the quilt.

He stared hard at the wounds, unable to believe that people would continue to study the Dark Arts after the war ended - and only three years after the war ended - and it made him think of memories he didn't want to think about.

"Draco," she called him weakly, waking up.

Draco stood up abruptly, a little embarrassed, he sat down again and pressed hot water to her lips to let her drink it down, the white quilt slipped a little from her shoulders - was pulled by Draco in a timely manner.

Astoria's face turned pale, and he hardly dared to think about what happened to him.She sat on the bed tremblingly, looking blankly at the corner of the bed.

"It's nothing, don't think about it, it's just some well-healed wounds, Astoria" he said uncomfortably, his face turned away, slightly flushed, after calming down for a while, Draco turned his head to look at the girl, " Can I change your clothes for you, I promise I won’t look at it, I just want to take care of you, you are a brave girl, Merlin will bless you”

Astoria nodded silently, and Draco cast a spell, making the room dark, only a very light night came in through the window - this allowed him to see clearly where the girl was.

Drake held his breath—he was so nervous, he carefully held her shoulders, avoided her wounds with his memory, raised her arms, put the silky clothes on her body, and finally put the silk clothes on her body carefully. The white jade-like creamy buttons on her chest were fastened one by one.

His hand jerked, and he felt the wetness—on the back of his hand, he held her shoulders, held her in his arms, and said softly, "Girl, what are you crying for?"

Astoria grabbed his sleeve, trembling slightly, holding back the pain, and asked dryly, "Is Dasey okay?"

"He's fine. It was Mrs. Potter who saved you, and Darcy was brave, just like you"

Astoria swallowed the bitter water in his mouth with difficulty, "I'm sorry to bring you trouble again."

"How could it be?" Draco laughed, "If it wasn't for you, that damned savior wouldn't have gotten such useful news. I believe, how about cheating him? Although we are nobles, we still need a little help." Small favor, what do you say?"

Astoria laughed at his humorous tone.

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