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Quaffle and Chain	By : CelesWarren Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 4445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, J.K. Rowling does. I do own Celes though! I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 10. The Wedding

Celes found herself running through corridors that morning towards the Room of Requirement, 30 minutes late for her own Wedding ceremony. She’d woken up late, took too long getting ready, and lost a shoe while trying to rush. The day was starting out horribly, and she couldn’t help but worry that it might be a bad omen for her future with one Severus Snape.

Finally reaching the wall where Severus had shown her how to access the room, she started pacing the required 3 rounds while concentrating hard on anything to do with weddings. ‘White dresses, lacy garters, flowers, something blue?’ To her surprise a tall bronze set of double doors appeared on the stone wall. She couldn’t help but be fascinated at the sudden appearance of the door, Hogwarts never ceased to amaze her even now.

The room made her audibly gasp as she stepped inside. It was decorated in soft greens and yellows, and flowers of many different colors were scattered everywhere in pots, vases, and hanging baskets. Professor Flitwick had charmed several golden orbs filled with fireflies to float around towards the ceiling, giving the entire ceremony area a golden glow. It all reminded Celes of one of the Muggle Fairytales her aunt used to read to her when she was a girl.

Every staff member, except Professor Trelawney, was seated in rows facing a circular clearing where a very annoyed looking Snape and a Ministry Official stood waiting. She made her way to stand in front of Severus, and smiled warmly as she met his cold gaze. He was wearing his usual black set of robes, to no ones surprise.

Snape had to admit that even though her tardiness was immensely frustrating, she did look very enchanting. Her long golden-blonde hair was placed into a loose bun that lay against her neck, and several strands fell loose against her face framing her delicate features quite nicely. She was wearing a cream colored silk dress that hugged her body much like the white nightgown had that night. The fabric seemed to glide gracefully with every movement she made, and as he watched her walk from the door to stand in front of him he found it increasingly difficult to stay focused on being irritated. The smile she gave him when her grey-blue eyes met his finished him completely, and the frown he’d been forcing to stay in place was replaced with an expression bordering on impassive.

The official, a tall but stout man with a balding head and large bushy grey moustache, cleared his throat and removed his wand from his robes. He looked from Snape to Celes, then back to Snape and began reciting something long and legal sounding from a parchment he held in his other hand. Celes found it very difficult to pay attention until the man looked away from the parchment and back up to Severus.

“Do you, Severus Tobias Snape, consent to honor the magical binding of Marriage for as long as you live?”

“I consent….”

The Official turned his attention towards Celes, and began to ask her the same question before pausing at her name on the parchment and furrowing his brow.

“Umm…Mister Official sir, if you wouldn’t mind I’d prefer you call me Celes Warren. You can leave the rest off…”

Snape smirked in amusement as he watched the man fumble with the parchment and Celes blush with embarrassment. Her full name really did sound quite ridiculous when said out loud, and he was a little disappointed that the Official hadn’t at least tried to stumble through it.

“Ah yes of course…lets see where are we....Do you, Celes Warren, consent to honor the magical binding of Marriage for as long as you live?”

“I consent.”

“Well with that I, on behalf of The Ministry of Magic of Great Britain, seal this union until such a time as the bond is broken.”

And with that he motioned for Snape and Celes to take each others hand, raised his wand, and brought it down to rest where their fingers intersected. A golden light shot out of the end, glided around their joined hands, split in two, landed on their ring fingers, and transfigured into a gold band for Celes and a Silver one for Severus.

The whole scene of Magical Binding was fascinating, but also a little bittersweet. The Official had been completely honest, a marriage like theirs would indeed last until death. Muggles had the option of infidelity or divorce, but in Celes’ world the charmed bands on their fingers made either one impossible. Not that she would ever consider cheating, no matter how unhappy she was with a forced union infidelity would never be an option. The Hufflepuff within her wouldn’t stand for that.

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Once the Binding and feast had finished , the guests began to say their goodbyes and congratulations to Celes before leaving. Some would be leaving for their rooms, and others would be flooing to the homes they spent their summers in while classes weren’t in session.

Snape had somehow snuck out before the fun of the feast had started. It didn’t surprise her one bit, he didn’t seem like to type to enjoy time amongst his coworkers. Still, she felt it was rather rude to leave her alone there, but when was Snape ever really that considerate when it came to her? She hadn’t expected that being his wife was going to change his attitude towards her much, and this just reinforced it.

With a sigh she too left the room and made her way downstairs to the dungeons, hoping she wouldn’t be accosted by rats.

His office door was open a crack, a sign that she could enter she supposed since he always made sure to shut it completely when he wanted privacy. She continued on towards the back where the door to his private room was, and found it completely open.

He glanced up from the book he was reading as she entered, but seemed uninterested in her presence and quickly turned his attention back to the page he was on.

“If you don’t act at least a little interested in me I’m going to start calling you cutesy pet names.”

He scowled darkly at her before marking his place in the book and setting it down beside him on a table.

She smiled at him innocently before continuing on in what she hoped was a sweetly seductive voice,

“Cupcake.”

He stood and made his way towards her at a leisurely pace,

“Snapeykins…”

His arm snaked around her waist and pulled her closer,

“Sevy-Bear…”

His lips met hers in a kiss that effectively ended the pet names. She nibbled his bottom lip softly to allow access for her tongue to slide in and dance with his own, he tasted like the firewhiskey he’d been drinking while reading and avoiding their feast.

Her hands reached up to busy themselves with unbuttoning his robes, a chore which pulled a frustrated groan from her lips and forced her to pull out her wand and magically undo them. She could feel the smirk on his lips and bit his lip harder in retaliation, making him moan softly into the kiss.

The next few minutes were spent in a frenzy of ripping clothes off, and kissing and caressing each new available inch of flesh. Her hands traced over old scars on his chest and stomach, snake fang puncture marks from his near fatal ordeal with Nagini, she could feel him tensing up as her fingers ran over each scar. He didn’t push her hands away though, so she continued to softly caress each one until he became more comfortable with the contact.

She began to wonder if her assumptions that he wasn’t experienced were wrong when he easily found the perfect spot between her collarbone and neck to nibble and suck, causing her to melt into his arms and whimper.

Obviously spurred on by the sweetly seductive sound he laid her on the bed and positioned himself on top of her. The candlelight was playing over his features, illuminating them in a devilish way. He looked predatory and determined, and she couldn’t help another soft whimper at the sight.

His lips met hers again in a harsher more desperate embrace. His hand cupped her breast lightly before moving down past her stomach and hip to grasp her thigh a little roughly, he pulled it open and slid his body between her legs.

She could feel the tip of his member resting at her entrance, teasing her with the promise of satisfaction. She couldn’t take it anymore, from the moment they kissed in the corridor she had wondered what it would feel like to have him inside her. Now she needed to know, needed to quench her intense desire with a fevered thrust. She grabbed onto his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist, her eyes were full of need and desire as she bucked her hips towards him in an attempt to end the torture.

He smirked wickedly at her attempts, as much as he wanted to thrust madly into her warm inviting quim this little game was just too enjoyable to end so quickly.

“Weren’t you taught to ask nicely for what you desired Celes?”

His voice was deep and husky, his tone tauntingly seductive.

She knew he wanted to hear her beg. Ordinarily her pride would have made her tell him to go to hell, but with her mind hazy with need and desire pride seemed like a foreign language. At this point he could have told her to purr like a kitten and she would have gladly done so to feel him sheathed inside her, thrusting her into oblivion.

“P-please….”

“Please what? You’ll have to be more specific…”

She groaned in frustration making his smirk widen into a malicious grin.

“Severus…..fuck me!”

He didn’t need to be told twice. His lips crushed hers in another harsh kiss as he thrust inside her inviting center, causing her to scream out in both pain and pleasure.

He halted his movements for a moment to allow her body to get used to his size, and just watched her lovely face relax from the furrowing of pain to a look of ecstasy.

Slowly he began to thrust out and then back in, each time eliciting moans and whimpers from the beautiful creature writhing beneath him. Her hips began to move in time with his own pace so he increased it until he himself was groaning into the crook of her neck, his orgasm coming ever closer.

His hand snaked down where they came together, and his thumb began making caressing circles on her tender swollen nub. He refused to finish before her, his pride would never allow his first sexual partner to go unsatisfied. The books he’d poured over since finding out about the Marriage Law did indeed seem to be quite useful, as she began bucking her hips wildly and making the most exquisitely sexy sounds at his ministrations.

He could feel her walls begin to close around him, she was on the verge of ending and taking him with her. She screamed out his name as she came and dug her nails into his shoulders, and the ferocity of her orgasm sent him over the edge with her in a rapid succession of thrusts and moans. He spurt his hot climax deep inside her writhing body, and finally collapsed onto her panting into her neck and enjoying the after effects of one of the most amazing experiences in his life.

After catching his breath he managed to roll off her and lay beside her panting form, watching her breasts rise and fall in the candlelight. She was stubborn and infuriating to no end, but at that moment she was the most gorgeous creature he’d ever laid eyes on.

She turned her head to meet his gaze and smiled warmly at him before her eyes began to close and she drifted off to sleep. He continued to let his eyes move over every inch of her naked form before he tucked her into his blanket and let Morpheus take him.

This is the first sex scene I've ever written and I'm very nervous about it. I really would enjoy hearing what everyone thinks, so please review if you've got the time. No their night of sex won't end the bickering and battle of wills, theres still plenty of good arguments waiting to happen, but now theres also makeup sex!
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