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Loyalty	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5492 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Thanks as ever to my fabulous beta, Mamacita for all her help.
Alabaster Princess — I hope you like happy endings, I'm not very good at sad ones. Dx

The sun was shining and the day warm as Snape stood by the lake waiting for Charlotte. He felt uncomfortable out in the bright sunshine, so far removed from his cold dungeon classroom, but this was what she had wanted and he would do anything for her. He tugged at his frock coat, brushing at a speck on his chest. Dumbledore, standing beside him, laughed.
‘You look perfect, Severus. Stop worrying.’
Snape scowled. ‘I’m not worrying, Albus,’ he snapped. ‘I’m just not keen on all this sunshine.’
‘That would be due to you being a vampire?’ his friend joked.
‘Oh yes, ha ha. Very funny!’ Snape replied coldly. He scowled again. What was the time, anyway? Would Charlotte never arrive?
‘Lighten up,’ said Dumbledore. ‘Do you really want to be scowling when Charlotte arrives?’
‘She’s used to it,’ Snape replied snappishly.
‘Yes, but a smile would be so much more pleasant, Severus . . . and it wouldn’t kill you.’ Dumbledore smiled widely himself to illustrate, blue eyes twinkling furiously.
Snape looked around briefly; the guests were milling about on the lawns awaiting the start of the ceremony. Obviously, since they had wanted a small ceremony, only the entire school had been invited. He sighed. He would have much preferred it be only him and Charlotte with Albus and Minerva as witnesses, as the last time had been; but as with everything else, he couldn’t deny Charlotte her chance for a proper wedding.
As he waited he grew increasingly nervous, something he would never have imagined would happen to him. What if she had changed her mind? What if she not only didn’t want to go through with the binding ceremony but no longer wanted to be with him at all? His mouth suddenly felt dry and a sick feeling roiled around his stomach.
Dumbledore grabbed his arm. ‘Last-minute nerves,’ he said quietly. ‘Don’t worry. She’ll be here soon. Look — the boats are coming across the lake now.’
Snape looked up and saw three boats crossing the lake. One contained the bride’s wedding party, which consisted of Minerva McGonagall and Reg, the guard from Azkaban, who were standing in for Charlotte’s parents as they most definitely hadn’t been invited; one contained the three bridesmaids, and the one in the middle held Charlotte herself.
Reg and Minerva arrived first. They climbed from the boat and waited as the others arrived. Severus was having trouble keeping still. He desperately wanted to run to the water’s edge to greet his wife but he knew he had to wait here, and it was driving him mad. Keep calm . . . keep calm, he told himself as he took several deep breaths.
The bridesmaids were on dry land too now. Lucy, Amber and another Slytherin friend, Sophie were all dressed in beautiful forest green dresses with silver embroidery, their hair intricately woven with pearls. Each carried a small posy of white tulips bound in silver and green ribbons. They looked amazing and Snape felt his heart pound as he looked at them. If they looked that good, just how beautiful would Charlotte look?
He didn’t have long to wait to find out. Only a few seconds later Charlotte disembarked and took Reg’s arm as he walked her down the carpet towards Snape and Dumbledore. Minerva quickly sorted out her dress before the bridesmaids fell in behind Charlotte walking slowly so they didn’t tread on her long train.
Charlotte looked astonishing. She was encased in a pale silver sheath of a dress that ruched over her stomach and flared from her thighs into a long, wide skirt that made her seem taller. The material shimmered in the sunlight so that it caught the myriad of tiny pearls and gemstones that were sewn onto the dress, the gems casting a greenish glow over the whole thing. Her hair had been elaborately coiffed, and pearls and matching green gems — sapphires, Snape later learnt — were threaded throughout. She carried a large bouquet of white tulips, intricately bound in the same ribbons as the bridesmaids but with a pattern of pearls and sapphires studded through it. Snape could honestly say he had never seen her look more beautiful. He thought his heart would burst with love.
Smiling nervously, Charlotte came to stand by Snape and took his hand as Reg let go of her and made his way over to stand with Minerva. There was complete silence now as everyone stopped their whispered conversations to watch the ceremony.
A short wizard in a purple robe and hat with a long white beard that reached to his waist stood before the couple. He coughed once, then began.
‘We are here today to witness the bonding of Severus and Charlotte Snape. This couple has decided to take their love for each other to the final stage and intend to perform a life bonding.’ He paused to allow this to sink in. Several people gasped. A life bonding was rare and for good reason.
‘Obviously, such a rare and powerful bond cannot be undertaken lightly. I must be assured that each partner is willing to commit to it, for as the name suggests, this bond can only be broken by death.’
He looked at Snape. ‘Do you, Severus Snape agree to enter into a life bond with Charlotte Snape?’
Snape looked at Charlotte and smiled. ‘Yes, willingly,’ he replied, holding her hand tighter.
‘You are aware that this bond will join you for the rest of your life and that it cannot be broken? To attempt to do so would mean both of your deaths.’
‘Yes, I am aware,’ Snape replied clearly. ‘And I gladly accept it.’
The wizard nodded. He turned to Charlotte.
‘Do you, Charlotte Snape, agree to enter into a life bond with Severus Snape?’
‘Yes, of course,’ Charlotte replied, smiling broadly.
‘You are aware that this bond will join you for the rest of your life and that it cannot be broken? To attempt to do so would mean both of your deaths.’
‘Yes. I am aware,’ Charlotte said, turning to look at Snape, ‘and I want this more than anything in the world.’
The wizard nodded again. ‘So be it. You have both agreed to the bonding and are aware of the penalties for breaking it. Let us begin.’
Snape and Charlotte turned to face each other and joined hands. The wizard began by reciting an incantation as he waved his wand over them. A stream of light like a golden thread shot from his wand and wrapped itself around their hands, curling around itself and tying the two of them together as it wove in and out. More and more streams of gold erupted from the wand, gradually binding the couple completely until they were enclosed in a virtual cage of golden light. There were murmurs of pleasure from the audience at the amazing sight, truly a beautiful thing to behold.
Inside the framework, Snape and Charlotte tingled from the power binding them. Already, they could feel each other in a far deeper way than previously, and the feeling was getting stronger. They had lost all perception of time and space, there was nothing but each other, and they needed nothing but each other.
‘And now the last incantation,’ the wizard said. ‘Let the final bonding begin.’
He chanted again and another stream of light erupted from the wand, this time a pale lilac. It crisscrossed the golden framework and entwined itself within the gold threads, the whole now shimmering with a pale purple glow. The wizard waved his wand and the thread finished, the final few centimetres curling around the couples’ heads.
The silence was deafening as everyone waited to see what would happen. This was a dangerous binding in many ways. Once it was completed, Charlotte and Severus would be able to feel each other intimately, would know what the other was feeling, be able to sense everything about them. If there was any animosity between them at all it would be amplified by their joining.
The wizard waved his wand again and the framework began to spin around the couple, slowly at first and then faster and faster, melding itself into their bodies. Severus and Charlotte were absorbing the light.
Then it was gone. The two of them stood there looking exactly as they had before the ceremony, hands still clasped as they stared at each other, still in their own little world. The framework ran through both of them, knitting them together as one soul in two bodies. They felt the warmth of the bond as it ran through them, strengthening their love still further as each recognised the respect and desire in the other. Both gasped as the feelings threatened to overwhelm them.
Suddenly the light burst from them both, the framework that had joined them breaking free to settle around them once more — no longer gold with a lilac sheen but now a strong and powerful pulsating purple shot through with gold. There were gasps of astonishment from the watching crowd. Dumbledore moved to talk to the wizard who had conducted the bonding.
‘They are a strong couple,’ Dumbledore observed. ‘I’ve never seen colours so strong.’
‘I have to admit I was initially rather worried when they requested the life bonding,’ the wizard said. ‘To bond at such a young age, for so long — how could they be sure? But they were so convinced it was the right thing for them. And it appears they were right.’ He sounded delighted. ‘How rare it is to see such a beautiful sight. I believe these two will still be bonded after death.’
Dumbledore smiled brightly, his eyes twinkling. ‘I believe you could be right,’ he agreed.
The light began to fade once more and finally disappeared into Snape and Charlotte, until eventually, they were once again visible albeit with a slight purple tinge to them. As if freed from a spell they moved. Snape pulled Charlotte into his arms and kissed her deeply. They had no need to speak. Each knew what the other was thinking, so words were not needed.
The guests clapped furiously, Fred, George and Lee standing up to wolf-whistle at the couple as they continued to kiss. When they finally parted, the bridesmaids came to join them, congratulating the couple and kissing Charlotte before they all headed back to the castle and a feast in the Great Hall.

Snape sat watching Charlotte dance with her bridesmaids. He could feel her emotions running through her — her excitement, her joy and above all her love. He watched as she talked to Amber, pleased to see the girl smiling happily. At least she appeared to have suffered no lasting bad effects from her time with Lucius.
He sighed as he took another drink of wine from his goblet. He wanted nothing more than to take Charlotte to bed, but she was having too much fun at the party to want to leave just yet. Leaving his wife to her dancing, he wandered out of the school and into the dark grounds, stopping to lean against a corner of the castle and look up into the sky.
‘See anything interesting?’ Dumbledore asked.
‘No, just looking,’ Snape replied, his voice mellow.
‘So how does it feel?’ Dumbledore asked seriously.
‘Intense,’ Snape replied. ‘Far more so than I ever expected. Albus, this is the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me, and it feels completely right.’
Dumbledore nodded. ‘You two made a good choice,’ he smiled. ‘If anyone was ever made for a life bond, it’s you and Charlotte.’
Snape smiled. ‘I didn’t ever doubt it, not for one second. You know — not even the usual doubts.’ He paused, then added, ‘Then again, neither did Charlotte.’
‘And how does it feel to know everything she’s feeling?’ Dumbledore asked. ‘It must be a lot to deal with.’
‘Yes. Sometimes it’s overwhelming, but then it’s as if it’s always been that way and it’s the natural way for it to be.’
The two men stood silently looking at the stars, neither feeling the need to say anything further.

Charlotte’s feet hurt, and taking her shoes off hadn’t helped, so she went to sit down with a drink. Amber went to join her and they sat on the staircase outside the Great Hall.
‘How are you feeling?’ Amber asked.
‘I can’t explain it,’ Charlotte said. ‘It’s like the biggest feeling of everything all crashing in at the same time. I can feel Severus and know how he’s feeling and yet know that he feels what I do too. It’s weird . . . but completely fantastic. I’ve never been so happy in my life.’
Amber hugged her tightly. ‘I’m so glad it’s worked out for you, Charlotte,’ she said happily. ‘After what happened that night and then everything that followed, well . . . .’ Her smile faded slightly.
‘Amber, you do understand now why I did what I did, don’t you?’ Charlotte asked worriedly.
‘Oh yes, I understand,’ Amber replied quietly. ‘But it doesn’t stop me feeling sad when I think about it.’
‘But I was fine,’ Charlotte replied. ‘So let’s not think about it any longer, eh?’ She smiled at her friend.
Amber and Lucius had escaped the forfeit that night. In the aftermath of what Severus had done, the Dark Lord had appeared to forget that Lucius and Amber had been supposed to take part in the challenge too — and obviously, Lucius wasn’t about to remind him although as the blond man had pointed out repeatedly to Amber, she would have been safe in drinking the poison as she obviously had the real antidote. Personally, Charlotte wasn’t convinced that was the case. If Amber’s parents were as eager to get rid of her as Charlotte’s had been, they could quite easily have switched Amber’s antidote, too.
At any rate, during the confusion, Lucius had Apparated them away and back to the school, where he told Amber he no longer wanted anything to do with her, desperate now to distance himself from any possible suspicion of involvement in the competition. Although a small part of her was heartbroken at his words, generally Lucius had treated Amber so badly that she was glad to see the back of him. Handsome didn’t necessarily mean nice, she’d discovered, and whilst he was gorgeous to look at, had lots of money, and made her the centre of attention when she was with him, she was glad not to have to spend any more time in his company. She had immediately gone back to dressing the way she had before the competition and very rarely wore any makeup now.
While immensely relieved to find out Charlotte had survived the poisoning, Amber had panicked when she had heard that Snape and Charlotte had been sent to Azkaban. She had begged the Headmaster to let her talk to the Ministry of Magic and explain what had happened that night. Dumbledore had refused to let her talk, correctly surmising that she would only make the situation worse, especially if she mentioned Lucius. So Amber could do nothing but wait and pray that one day the truth would come out and Charlotte and Snape would be freed.
When that day had finally arrived she was overwhelmed with emotion. Upon finding Charlotte and Snape after their discussion with the Headmaster, Amber had burst into tears, so pleased was she to see them again. Since then she and Charlotte had been almost inseparable in classes, Amber eschewing her usual vacuous friends to spend time with Charlotte and hers, in the process revealing that she wasn’t as much of an airhead as she had always appeared.
Charlotte hugged Amber again. ‘Are you going back to the party?’ she asked the girl. ‘I think I’m going to go and find Severus. It’s been a long day and I’m shattered.’
Amber smiled. ‘You can’t fool me, Mrs. Snape,’ she said, wagging her finger at Charlotte. ‘I know exactly why you want to find Severus.’ She laughed wickedly.
‘Are you in my mind too?’ Charlotte asked. ‘Gods, get out, woman! It’s getting crowded in there.’ They both laughed.
‘Anyway, I’m sure we’ll go to sleep eventually,’ Charlotte added. With that, she put on her shoes and headed towards the door of the castle to find her errant husband.

Dumbledore had left Snape alone with his thoughts and Potions Master had wandered out onto the lawn and lay down to look at the stars as he wrestled with his thoughts and Charlotte’s feelings. He knew she was talking to Amber, as he could feel the sympathy, and then she broke away. She was coming to find him. His heart soared.
A few minutes later Charlotte lay next to him on the grass looking up at the sky.
‘You look so beautiful today, more beautiful than I’ve ever seen you,’ Snape told her.
‘I know,’ Charlotte smiled. ‘I can feel how you feel, remember?’
Snape laughed. ‘Yes, which is how I know exactly how you’re feeling about me right at this minute.’ He looked at her and winked lasciviously. ‘Do you often have those sorts of feelings?’
Charlotte laughed. ‘Only about as often as you do,’ she replied cheekily. ‘You know, as lovely as it is out here, Severus, I really think we should be heading to bed now.’
‘Oh, do you?’ Snape drawled seductively, ‘and why would that be?’
‘Because I’m completely knackered and need to get some sleep, of course,’ Charlotte replied.
‘You need to sleep?’ Snape’s voice sent tingles down Charlotte’s spine as he whispered in her ear.
‘Yes. Why — what else were you thinking?’
‘Oh, nothing special,’ Snape said dismissively. ‘But if you’re so tired, I can always go back to the party and let you sleep.’
Charlotte pulled him round to kiss him. ‘You’ll do no such thing,’ she whispered fiercely. ‘Now let’s go to bed.’
‘Anything you say, Mrs Snape.’ Severus pulled her to her feet, waiting while she removed the shoes which were now giving her pain. He was glad she had done so because he could feel the pain, too. Picking her up, he carried her back into the castle and down to their quarters, using the secret entrance so they wouldn’t run into anyone, and laid her on the bed before jumping on top of her.
He laughed as he tried to remove her dress. It had at least a hundred tiny pearl buttons and was a complete nightmare; now he had an idea of how frustrated Charlotte had always got with the copious amount of buttons on his own clothes. He had to fight the urge to simply rip the dress off her, telling himself the wait would be worth it. And of course, it was.
Their lovemaking was far more intense than anything either of them had ever experienced before. The complete ecstasy of not only having your own orgasm but also experiencing your partners was almost too overwhelming and left them tearful and gasping. Severus knew now that he would never stop loving Charlotte whatever happened in the future, and she felt exactly the same way about him.
As they lay quietly in the afterglow, Severus held Charlotte close, listening to her heartbeat, as his mind wandered through her body, claiming every part of her. She was drifting off into sleep and he could feel her emotions calming as sleep overtook her. And then he felt it. Something. He didn’t know what it was, except that it was alien, not part of him or of Charlotte. He delved again and suddenly realised what it was.
He squeezed Charlotte tighter, hugging her to him and kissing her passionately as his hug woke her.
‘What’s the matter, Severus?’ she asked sleepily.
‘Feel this,’ he whispered and pulled her hands to her stomach. Charlotte reached out to feel what Severus was feeling and gasped when she found it.
‘A baby!’ she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
‘Yes,’ replied Snape. He too sounded on the verge of tears.
He held her to him, his hands over the top of hers, both cradling her belly. Soon they drifted off into exhausted but contented sleep.

They woke early, both excited and scared at the prospect of a child.
‘This is the most wonderful thing,’ Snape told her.
Charlotte nodded. ‘Not exactly what I’d expected to be doing at eighteen,’ she admitted. ‘But I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.’
‘Don’t think this is going to stop you from going to University,’ Snape said. ‘I’m sure a genius like you will be able to work something out.’ He winked.
‘I might just spend all day laying in bed and eating chocolates,’ Charlotte joked. ‘Get you to wait on me hand and foot. And of course, there’ll be no more sex!’
‘Is that right?’ Snape asked. ‘Are you sure about the no more sex?’
‘Quite sure,’ Charlotte replied trying not to laugh.
‘Oh, right.’ Snape said musingly. ‘So you wouldn’t want me to do this, then?’ His mouth had found her stomach and was kissing downwards.
‘Or this?’ he kissed further, his tongue making Charlotte squeal.
‘Or this—?’
Charlotte’s cry of pleasure ended all conversation for quite some time.
‘Well then, if we’re not going to have sex anymore I’m going to have to find a mistress,’ Snape said nonchalantly as they made love in the shower a little later. ‘After all, you can’t expect me to survive without it.’
‘Why not?’ Charlotte asked. ‘You mean we’ve been together two seconds and already you’re bored with me? You’re supposed to remain celibate while I — ooooh . . . .’
‘You were saying?’ Snape whispered, his voice seductively dark.
‘Okay, we can keep on with the sex, but only for the next eight months or so.’
Snape laughed. ‘I knew you’d see it my way eventually,’ he drawled.
They finally managed to get dressed and, realising it was still early, decided to go for a walk to take their baby down to the lake.
Still touching and kissing, they walked out into the early morning sunlight, ready and excited to start their new life together.
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