Sev's married life

Curt sent Hermione a long white dress, just enough to cover her slightly protruding belly - the professor was very dissatisfied with this, his wife should wear everything she bought.

"You know, I'm also learning to cook recently." Snape muttered dryly, raising his glass of red wine and taking a sip.

Hermione gave him a big smile, "Severus, I can imagine life after marriage, it must be the perfection I want" - she started eating fruit.

Curt handed her the silk cloth thoughtfully, and Snape snorted, "The house elf must have hit the wall in idleness, his usefulness has not been fulfilled, has it? Someone obviously took his place"

Hermione gave Snape an exasperated look.

Gentleman Kurt's answer, "It is an honor for Kurt to serve Madam, and I enjoy this time very much"

Hermione smiled back at him, her cheeks flushed - it was a wonderful feeling to be praised by someone like Elder Snape - especially when she saw that the old gentleman Cote could perfectly restrain Severus Vicious words.

In the basement of the Prince Manor, whispers were chattering in the passageway full of portraits, and they looked curiously at the two young couples behind Curt.

—This lady is really young.

——I heard that they are also members of the Prince family, why haven't I seen them before.

—He looks really like Prince.

——Who called me?

—Who is like me?

- I was brunette when I was young.

Hermione was speechless, watching the people scurrying around in the portraits, so many Princes, and Snape portraits she didn't see - she was also looking at these portraits - until her hand was held by Severus live.

"Mrs. Snape," he said, looking straight ahead.

Hermione turned her head slightly, thought for a while, and held his hand back, "Well, I know. Mr. Snape, I don't care. Do you know what I'm thinking?" She tried to change the subject, letting the long The road becomes more pleasant.

"Mrs. Snape, I'm not a roundworm in your stomach. I don't know what you're going to say." He stared straight ahead uncomfortably.

Hermione smiled, "I'm thinking about time"

Snape turned his head and stared at her deeply, and smiled, "Me too"—their wedding was almost ready, and if it wasn't for the visit to Prince Manor, they would almost start to try custom-made wedding dresses .

—Listen, they're not married yet.

— But whose child is this?

——It seems to be very affectionate.

——I think the man is a bit older.

Curt always had a modest smile on his face—he was used to ignoring the noisy portraits, and led them around the corner to the last room.

In the candlelit room hangs a picture of an elderly lady and husband cuddling each other.

Hermione immediately noticed the appearance of the black-haired old gentleman keenly - hooked nose, sharp eyes, mean lips, staring sharply at the man standing beside her without giving in.

After Curt saluted, he retreated into a dark place.

Mrs. Prince looked at the young girl with a smile, "Are you Hermione? Very beautiful."

"Thank you, ma'am"

Hermione tugged at Snape's sleeve - she thought he should say hello first - but the professor's face was as dark as the night in the Forbidden Forest, she turned her head slightly, and put her eyes on the man in the portrait, trying impolitely to look up.

After about a while, Snape moved his lips, "Well, should I salute" - his words were a little more impolite and provocative.

In the portrait, Mr. Prince was holding his arm from behind by his wife. He cleared his throat and straightened his neck—this made him look more majestic.

"Severus Snape, huh?"

"Obviously, isn't it?"

Mr. Prince raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice was low and elegant, "I didn't expect you to be so similar to me. I thought her—your mother had completely become Snape, and you—at least the same."

Snape was a little angry, his hand was grabbed by Hermione, and he growled, "I'm nobody, I'm just myself. I don't have to be like anyone. Sir, if you just lament the time, I think we don't need to Keep talking, it's better than staring at each other."

Hermione hurriedly wrapped her arms around Severus' arms, "Severus, don't be angry. I don't think Mr. Prince means anything else, listen to him, okay?"

"Are you helping him?" Snape glared at her.

Hermione shook her head, "No. If we can settle things once and for all, I think we can get married safely, Severus, what do you think. So, don't be angry, my husband"

Mrs. Prince looked at the young couple with satisfaction, "Severus, I think you allow me to call you that. We just miss your mother very much. I saw you when you were young, but you are too young, Probably don't remember. But we really love your mother, and we love you too"

Curt looked up at the Prince couple in the portrait, with regret in his eyes.

Snape looked away slightly.

"I want you to inherit the Prince Manor and change your surname to Prince," Mr. Prince said dryly.

"I don't agree" he refused coldly.

Mr. Prince's eyes immediately widened, his beard trembled slightly, and he said loudly, "Don't you miss Snape?"

Mrs. Prince looked at her husband unhappily, feeling sorry for his rudeness.

Severus was about to retort when Hermione took her husband's arm and replied firmly, "He's a man on his own. Snape brought him a surname and appearance. Forgive me, while Prince As far as he is concerned, it is only a part of his blood. As his student, my husband brought the world a talent for potions and a rigorous teaching style. As a comrade-in-arms, he is the greatest double agent of the Order of the Phoenix—this is absolutely true. Exaggeration. So, I don’t think my husband needs to be anyone and doesn’t depend on any last name to survive”

After she finished speaking, the three of them were silent for a long time.

Severus let out a shallow laugh, he took Hermione's hand, faced her, leaned over and kissed Hermione's lips, smiled in satisfaction, and sighed, "I find that I am more Love you, Hermione"

Hermione clapped his hands and turned to look proudly at the two figures in the portrait.

Mr. Prince was dazed for a while, then sighed, and became a little old, "I see." He paused, "Severus, your mother, I'm sorry. I'm the same for you. But I just want you to take over the Prince Manor. Although it did not bring you more benefits, it is the only place where I have memories with your grandmother and your mother. Moreover, you have the largest Prince family Talent—Potion, there are many books here that only the master of the family can read, I think you are willing to read them."

Snape held Hermione's hand halfway to one side, and said dryly, "I'll think about it, Mr. Prince."

When they were about to leave, Mrs. Prince stopped Severus, "Honey, would you like to come here often? Take your wife, if not, I will miss you very, very much."

Hermione turned her head and smiled politely, "Good lady. If you can, I think you should attend Severus and my wedding - as his family"

Snape breathed out his nostrils, nodded awkwardly, and led Hermione to leave the same way.

Curt bowed to the portrait.

Mr. Prince sighed, looking at the back of the two children leaving, Mrs. Prince put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

By the time they returned to Spider's End, they had already been delayed for three days in Prince Manor and on the road.

For the past three days, Ginny has been worried all the time, and she was relieved when she saw the message from Hermione. Apparation came to their home, and she immediately cried out.

"Hermione, it's great to meet you. I think your belly is getting bigger again." Ginny stared at her belly.

Hermione tried to withdraw her stomach in embarrassment, "I'm worrying you. I think it's a bit big, but I feel that my body is still very healthy."

Snape was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, put a cup of warm yogurt in Hermione's hand, "drink it"

Hermione smiled shyly at Ginny, and Snape reluctantly put a cup of coffee in front of Ginny, and then went into the study by himself.

"What happened to him?" Ginny asked quietly.

Hermione shrugged, "worrying about whether to take over Prince Manor"

Ginny was taken aback, "Prince? I heard it's a pure-blood family. The person who took you away this time also belongs to Prince, right?"

"Yes. Prince is from Severus' mother's family. He is a little troubled. But, what is more important now is our wedding" Hermione drank the milk and blinked, "Have you helped me choose the wedding dress?" ?”

"Well, there are a few. But I think it's better to let Mr. Snape see, I think he likes you better - I mean any of your most beautiful moments."

Hermione laughed, "Yes, you're right, I'll tell him."

It was after dark that Ginny said goodbye to Hermione.

Hermione was sitting in front of the fireplace flipping through wedding dress impurities.

Severus put his arms around her from behind and walked over to her, picking her up on his lap and letting Hermione lean on his shoulder - too intimate - Hermione felt her husband was looking for A kind of dependence.

Hermione bowed her head and kissed Severus deeply, until he stretched his palm into his clothes and rubbed against her slightly protruding abdomen, Hermione raised her head slightly panting, revealing her moist eyes.

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☆、Chapter 11