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The Wedding	By : Lizski Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 27570 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Weasleys arrived en masse for the wedding. Bill had come directly from Egypt, while Charlie came from Romania sporting only a few minor burns. Fred and George kept needling Percy, while Ron and his parents just looked more than a little somber as Lucius greeted them at the door.
�Arthur, Molly. Boys. Welcome to my home.� Arthur looked around the entranceway suspiciously, uncertain as to what to expect, and a little unnerved by Lucius� friendly tone..
The air was tense and the conversation stilted until Hermione entered the room moments later. She gave Molly a big hug, shook Arthur�s hand, and gave Ron a friendly hug, while nodding greetings to the rest of the family. �Here. Follow me. Lucius has had some rooms set up for you, so that you can refresh yourselves � take a nap, whatever. Definitely stay the night tonight, after the reception. Ginny�s there, and she�ll be so happy to see you!� Hermione didn�t notice the surprised looks the Weasleys were giving each other at her causal use of Lucius� name.
Lucius watched her lead the Weasleys away. She was wrong, he smiled sadly to himself. She would�ve made an excellent wife.
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Hermione spent most of the morning with Ginny, and then with Ginny and her mother. Ginny was decidedly happier once her family had arrived, although there was still some residual nervousness as Ginny got dressed, and the bridal party moved toward the garden where the wedding was to be held.
Hermione�s first glimpse of Severus was when he was talking to Lucius. Hermione saw the two men together, and sucked in her breath appreciatively. Lucius was absolutely resplendent in his black formal robes with silver fittings, a hint of a burgundy brocaded jacket and black silk shirt underneath. His hair was loose, and his silver serpent-tipped cane was in his black-gloved hands. Severus was in his more severe solid black robes, but Hermione could see the hint of a rich forest-green vest under his robes. His hair was freshly washed and neatly combed, and he looked slightly less oppressive than usual. Hermione caught his eye and gave him an admiring nod and smile.
Severus� lips curled into a faint smile, but his heart raced as she smiled at him. Thank the gods that last night hadn�t been a dream! In his view, Hermione looked even better than the bride, as she was dressed in a rich green dress with a full skirt and fitted top. Silver buttons at the neck completed the dress, and her hair was pulled back and held in place with a silver clip, making her look older.
Lucius, too, was regarding Hermione. It appeared as though she and Severus had actually resolved their differences. He caught her eye for a moment and flashed her a flirty smile. He couldn�t help it � and it lightened his mood considerably.
Molly Weasley watched the interactions between Hermione and the two men with some interest. Clearly, something had happened this week between the three of them. She�d have to talk to Arthur later, and see what he thought.
Within a few minutes, the small wedding party was assembled. Lucius led the guests to the garden to be seated, while Draco and Severus exchanged a few last words. On the far side of the room, Ginny was talking with her father. Moments later, Draco headed to the garden, and Hermione approached Severus.
She smiled at him again. �You really look fantastic, Severus,� she breathed, resting her hand on his arm.
He smiled in return, instinctually reaching up and brushing his thumb against her cheek, his eyes glittering. �Thank you,� he whispered, his voice full of meaning.
Moments later, her offered her his arm, and they walked to the garden, to begin the wedding. Walking with her hand resting on his arm, Hermione smiled inwardly. That sense of security that she felt with him last night was still there. His touch was and his presence were heady, and yet comfortable, lacking the perilous tension of Lucius� hands.
Severus became more relaxed as they walked to the front of the garden; Hermione didn�t seem to be shrinking away from him in the presence of people she knew. If anything she seemed to be enjoying herself. He could really get used to the idea of her on his arm.
Hermione stood opposite Severus throughout the wedding ceremony, covertly watching his facial expressions as Ginny and Draco made their vows to one another. His face looked almost wistful at times as he watched the proceedings. Interesting. It would definitely take some time to get to know the many facets of Severus Snape.
At the same time, Severus was furtively watching Hermione�s reaction to the wedding. Was this what she wanted? Did she want to get married? Or was she bound and determined to stay single, pursuing her career at the expense of her personal happiness? Admittedly, when Lucius had asked him that very same thing last night, all he could think of was Hermione. Wondering if she�d have him. Gods! He mentally amended. It must be the whole wedding thing; a week ago, he was perfectly happy in his quiet rooms in the dungeons, and while he had certainly been looking forward to seeing Hermione, it would have never occurred to him to think that he might be wondering if Hermione was interested in marriage. Or that he would be wishing that she would be very interested in marriage. To him.
Severus briefly caught Hermione�s eye as the newly-wedded couple shared a kiss, and he gave her a brief wink, and was rewarded with a rich blush from Hermione. Gods she was beautiful.
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If the wedding was a quiet, intimate affair, the reception was the complete opposite. People had been apparating to the gates of the Malfoy estates from early afternoon, and were being brought to the manor in carriages. The great hall had been decorated in rich greens and silver, food was continually supplied by the house elves, and at least a hundred people were dancing to the band. Lucius was thriving in his role of Lord of the Manor, greeting guests and renewing old acquaintances.
Hermione had taken a short nap before the reception, and entered the great hall alone, wearing the black velvet sheath she had worn to dinner a few nights ago. Lucius approached her as she walked in the hall. �Hermione. I didn�t get the chance earlier to tell you how bewitching you look. But I like this look even more than your dress that you had on earlier today.� He took her hand and brought it to his mouth, holding her hand a second or two longer than necessary, his breath hot on her knuckles. �Please, tell me that you�ll dance with me this evening. At least once.�
Hermione smiled. The man really could be enthralling when he tried. �I�d like that, Lucius. That would be nice.�
She walked away, sighing. Lucius� attentions were flattering, but he wasn�t Severus. Not by any stretch. Her eyes scanned the room, looking for the dark-haired man, but she didn�t see him. She saw some acquaintances from work, and headed over to say hello.
After a little more conversation, the band began in earnest, and Hermione found herself being approached by Lucius. �Hermione? May I have this dance?� Hermione nodded, still having not seen Severus.
Lucius held her closely as they danced. Her hand on his shoulder brushed his silky hair, and he smiled down at her. �I�ll miss having you in my house. It really has been a pleasure having you here,� he drawled, adding extra emphasis on the word pleasure.
Hermione smiled. �I can�t thank you enough for all your kindness � and your time this week � letting me use your library, and the dungeons. You�ve really been wonderful.� She paused. �I have to say, I was a little apprehensive coming here, but you�ve really put me at ease. Thank you.� Well, mostly at ease, she amended mentally, thinking of how Lucius still made her feel like she should be on her guard.
Lucius pulled her a little closer, and whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her flesh. �We could had fun, Hermione. You and I. A great deal of fun,� he added as his voice trailed away.
Hermione took a half-step away from him and gave him a quick look of appraisal, and nodded, moving back to him. �Yes, we could have. But I would imagine that you could have fun with a lot of people, Lucius. I have a feeling that Severus is not quite that lucky.�
Lucius raised an eyebrow at this. �And you think you might be able to get him to have some fun?� he asked skeptically. He couldn�t think of a time when he had been turned down in favor of Severus. Still, deep down, he knew that that would be the case. There was something between the two of them that he wouldn�t be able to touch � he could tell that from the day Severus walked in the library and hissed at her, that there was some definite underlying tensions between the two of them.
�If he�ll have me, I think I can get him to have some fun, yes,� she nodded back.
Lucius chuckled. Innocents, both of them. �I think I can safely say that he�ll have you, if you want him.�
The dance ended, and Hermione paused, her hands still touching Lucius. On an impulse, she stood on her tip-toes and gave him an affection peck on the check. �Thank you, Lucius. Thank you very much.� He watched her walk away, certain that she wasn�t just thanking him for the dance. Smiling, it occurred to him that that was one of the few kisses that he had ever received that was given in actual friendship, and not out of lust, obsequiousness, or a desire to persuade him to do something.
After leaving Lucius, Hermione continued to unsuccessfully look for Severus. Instead, she saw Harry and Ron sitting at a nearby table, eating and laughing.
Hermione went over to join them. �Harry! I haven�t seen you in ages! I�m glad to see you!� Harry stood up and gave Hermione an appraising look, followed by a friendly hug. She sat down with them, and began to chat.
�So, Herm, how long have you been here? Ron said you got here early to spend some time with Ginny.�
Hermione nodded. �I�ve been here all week. It�s been, er, interesting,� she added, as she caught a glimpse of Lucius striding across the room. �With Lucius and Sev- er, Snape in the same household, it�s been something else.� Harry blanched at Hermione�s casual use of the first names of both the senior Malfoy and their former Potions Master.�
�Merlin! How could you stand being cooped up in a house with that lot for so long? I mean, it�s a big house, but still � you probably couldn�t escape from either one of them for too long. I mean, I doubt Ginny and Draco wanted you hanging out with them all the time,� he added with a smirk.
�Lucius has been perfectly hospitable � he gave me free use of his library, gave me some work space in the dungeons, and was very, er, kind to me.� Harry snorted again, although Ron nodded his head in agreement.
�It�s true, Harry,� Ron jumped in, �Even Dad�s said that he has never seen Lucius Malfoy on better behavior in his entire life. And that�s saying a lot, coming from my dad.�
�But Snape. How in the name of the gods could you spend this much time with Snape? He�s such a greasy git, growling at everyone, lurking in hallways? Ugh,� Harry started, with venom in his voice.
�Harry. You have no idea what you�re talking about. Snape � Severus � is a good guy. An interesting guy � he�s a lot different than how we ever saw him at school. He�s well educated, he�s intelligent, he�s a good guy. I like him, actually.� She smiled, although Harry�s face remained stony. Ron looked around the room anxiously, finally finding a way to excuse himself from the conversation.
�He�s an ex-Death Eater, and he�s a prat besides. Are you so starved for company, Herm, that Snape � oh, excuse me, �Severus�� he interjected with a pompous tone, �is what you consider good company? I�ve asked you loads of times to spend time with me, and yet you always find excuses. What? Am I not as good company as �Severus�?� he asked angrily.
Hermione seethed inwardly. How dare Harry got off on her choice of companions? �No, Harry, you�re not as good company as Severus,� she stated clearly, adding a slightly defiant tone to her voice as she deliberately used his first name. �He�s got an opinion on something other than the Chudley Cannons and Puddlemere United. And, he actually gives someone else the opportunity to speak in a conversation.�
�Gee, Hermione. It sounds like you�re in love with the black-hearted bastard,� Harry sneered.
Hermione looked at her old friend evenly. �Yes, Harry. I think I am, actually. Which is about the opposite of my feelings for you at the moment.� She stood up and stormed away from the table, unaware that Severus had only been a few feet away, and had heard the whole conversation.
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