I own nothing in this story but the plot! Basically, Severus and Hermione are in a relationship. Hermione is transfiguration professor at Hogwarts. Severus looks after her..
Severus sighed and glanced at his watch for the seventh time since the past hour. Hermione always came to his quarters after teacher her last transfiguration class ended at half four. Being Hermione of course, she always stayed at least an hour longer to catch up on marking her students essays, so by the time she got to Severus' rooms it was at least six o'clock.
However, tonight she hadn't turned up, and Severus' worry and curiosity increased as the clock stuck 7.30 pm. The spaghetti bolognese Severus had made for their dinner (Hermiones favourite) sat cold and untouched on the kitchen table.
After one las glance at his watch, Severus stood up and scowled towards his door.
"Where is the bloody witch?" he growled to himself as he headed towards the floo.
If Hermione wasn't going to come to him, he would go to her instead. Severus grabbed dome floo power muttering 'Hermione Grangers quarters' and stepped inside, disappearing in to the green smoke.
He landed gracefully on the cream rug in Hermiones living room, having had lots of practice. Cursing quietly, he brushed the remaining powder from his robes and scanned the room for his lover. With her no where in sight, he headed towards her bedroom before hearing a soft grunt of pain coming from the sofa. Frowning, he quietly walked around the sofa and his heart dropped and the sight.
Curled up in a protective ball, hugging a hot water bottle tightly to her stomach and her face scrunched in pain was his Hermione. Severus kneeled down and stroked her sweat soaked hair away from her face gently.
"Hermione?" he whispered softly as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
Hermione frowned and opened one eye. Suddenly, she hit his hand away and groaned angrily.
"No, no, NO! Severus, you woke me up!" she whispered harshly. Severus' brow furrowed in confusion as he stood up and took a proper look at her. She was wearing a red all in one pajama suit, with bright yellow socks and clutching her hot water bottle. She looked like she'd been crying, her eyes red and puffy, but still glittering with silent pain and fury.
"You woke me up" she repeated accusingly, "now I can't ignore the pain Sev! When I'm asleep I don't feel it, and it took me ages to finally get myself to sleep!" she babbled furiously, while Severus tried to sum up the cause of her sudden anger.
"What's wrong with you Hermione?" he asked gently while sitting on the edge of the sofa and pulling her into a sitting position.
"Being born a woman, Sev. That's what's wrong!" she snapped, then felt immediately guilty.
"I'm sorry, love. I have really bad cramp, that's all." she sighed while climbing on to the older mans lap. Severus chuckled and hugged her tightly.
"Well, we can't have that now, can we?"
He lifter her up, holding her securely in his strong arm as she automatically wrapped her legs around his slim waist. Hermione hid her face in the crook of his neck as he walked them towards her bedroom.
"I feel like a big baby!" she muttered. Severus headed towards the bed, kissed her neck and whispered softly in her ear.
"You're my baby." and laid her gently on the bed, took off his robes and lay behind her, pulling her back towards his chest. She sighed happily and his hand snuck around her waist and rubbed her stomach lightly.
"I heard that it helps when someone rubs your stomach for you, feel any better?" he asked smirking. Hermione grinned and turned her head round placing a soft kiss on his hooked nose.
"Much better, love you." she mumbled.
"I love you too." he whispered, and pulled her closer to him as she lay her head on the pillow and let her man take her pain away.