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Nothing But a Kiss COMPLETE	By : Snapes_Slave Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 12647 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Severus was sweating. What on Earth possessed him to decide to pop the proverbial question on such short notice? Of course he had been planning to do it soon, but he had nothing thought out as to how.
It must be special. He certainly hoped she would say yes, but there was so much in him that thought himself still unworthy of the love and affection that she's so freely gave him. Tonight had to be perfect.
The moment he had left the headmistress's office, he had gone directly to the owlery and sent off two owls hoping to set this evening up properly. After he'd send his messages, he called for one of the house elves and directed her to assist Hermione as she got ready for the evening.
"Mipsy, please help Miss Granger as she prepares for this evening. Be sure that she wears her finest clothes. She will want to look her absolute best, I'm sure. If she needs help with her hair, with her makeup, whatever she needs, be sure that she gets it. I shall expect her to be ready no sooner than 6:45. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir Mr. Snape sir. Mipsy be helping Miss Granger get ready tonight. Mr. Snapes be asking to marry the girl tonight, yes? Mipsy be helping any way she can, Mr. Snape's. Us house elves, we want to see Mr. Snape's be happy. We do whatever we can for you." She said before she winked out.
And so with everything set and ready to go for the evening, Severus made his way to the staff bathroom to prepare himself. He took a hot bath with the sandalwood oil that he preferred and tried to relax into the scorching water. He promptly gave up after 10 minutes of his mind running Non-Stop. He decided to shower instead, letting the water drain from the tub. He scraped his skin nearly raw and washed his hair aggressively under the harsh spray. Once he was finished, he carefully shaved his face using the straight razor the way he had always done it. He applied his aftershave and carefully combed his hair before tying it back with a leather strap.
And now came the difficult part. What does one wear when one is proposing marriage to someone? He couldn't possibly wear his usual teaching robes. It would send the completely wrong message. But should he be wearing his finest dress robes? Perhaps they would be too much... He needed to know what Hermione would be wearing, so as not to over dress. He called from Mipsy once more and asked her to tell him what Miss Granger would be wearing this evening. Mipsy described the dress to him in perfect detail, and his decision was easily made from there. He quickly dressed in the robes with the silk lining and the dark forest green piping. He would dress his absolute best this evening, for she deserved nothing less. With any luck, tonight would go off without a hitch.
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Hermione was surprised when 2 house elves entered the bathroom. She was even more surprised when they started to pamper her. One began with a shoulder massage while the other started a pedicure and manicure. They washed her hair before having her leave the tub. They slathered her with lotions and oils, they combed and dried her hair and sat her down in front of a mirror and began to style her hair and do her makeup. Hermione was confused and a bit overwhelmed, but once they told her that they had been sent by Severus specifically to pamper her and help her get ready, she relaxed and allowed herself to enjoy their ministrations.
Once they had completed their jobs, they helped her dress. When Hermione turned around and checked herself in the mirror, she was speechless. She couldn't remember ever looking so good. They had picked out her dress and shoes and even her undergarments. She was currently wearing silk stockings and a garter belt with a delicate black lace bra and panty set that she couldn't remember having. In fact, she didn't think she had previously owned anything she was wearing... Pampered indeed.
Her makeup was minimal and understated, with a light smokey eye and pale lipstick. Her hair was piled on top of her head in loose barrel curls with gold wire carefully entwined in it in a somewhat Grecian style, which matched the dress beautifully. It was simple and black, with one shoulder strap and draping that gathered beneath the bust, before flowing gently over her hips to the floor, where gold gladiator style heels wrapped around her calves. She felt like a goddess. She certainly hoped that Severus liked it.
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She was ready promptly at 6:50, and started slightly when she heard a knock on the doors to their Chambers. She was more taken aback when she opened the door to reveal Severus on the other side. There he stood, a living wet dream, in black silk robes, hair tied back, a small bouquet of light pink, white and deep red peonies. He bowed his head as he lifted the flowers to her, remaining silent.
"Severus, please come in. It seems so silly, you waiting outside your own rooms. Let me just put these flowers in something, and we can go." She was actually quite proud of herself for being able to speak at the moment. This man was excellent at keeping her on her toes. She conjured a simple vase and put the flowers on her bedside table so she could be greeted by them in the morning. When she re-entered the sitting room where Severus stood pacing a line into the carpet, she paused. He seemed so odd tonight. More nervous than she had ever seen him.
"Is something wrong, love? We don't have to go out, Severus. I love sitting with you and reading by the fire just as much as going out." The idea of not going through with the evening is what finally snapped him out of his worried dance. He most certainly would NOT be backing out of this! But the words died on his lips, as he took in her appearance for the first time.
She was an angel. A Goddess. Her hair was shining, her cheeks pink, her arms and shoulders tanned. He couldn't breath, he couldn't think, couldn't speak. So he simply reached out for her hand and placed a lingering kiss to her knuckles. He cleared his throat and finally looked into her eyes, full of worry and understanding.
"Hermione, you are an absolute vision. Positively statuesque. I'm not worthy to be taking you out this evening, but I refuse to let you sit in these dusty rooms and waste that beauty on me alone. Let us be off. We have a portkey leaving in 2 minutes." He said offering his arm.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"It it a surprise that I believe you will thoroughly enjoy." He smirked, drawing her in closer and placing a gentle kiss to her temple. "Sweet Circe, Merlin and Nimue you are gorgeous." He said softly on an exhale.
"You look quite delicious yourself." She said with a slight rasp in her voice.
"Focus, Love. Tonight is about you." And just then their portkey activated and they landed, quite suddenly in a much warmer and more arid climate. "This way, Hermione. It would hardly do to be late for your own surprise." He said raising an eyebrow as he led her down a dirt street towards an empty plot of land. At least it appeared to be empty.
Once they had gotten closer, a building began to take shape before their very eyes. It, at first, seemed mostly broken down and crumbling, but soon looked positively monstrous in size. And old. It had to be at least a thousand years old. But Hermione had no idea what it was or where they even were. It was obvious it was warded against muggles, but what exactly was it and why?
"Hermione, we are in Egypt and this, this is the Ancient Library of Alexandria." He said with a sweeping gesture of his arm.
"That's not possible." Hermione breathed out. "It was destroyed. This would have to be over 2000 years old." She looked around in wonder as Severus led her through the crumbling doors and into a grand entranceway. The room was somewhat empty, a few scrolls remained, along with some very old and slightly rudimentary looking books that must be nearly 1000 years old themselves. Hermione turned slowly in a circle, taking in the ancient architecture of the library dedicated to the nine muses, the very building said to be one of the seven wonders of the world, and she couldn't help the tears that escaped from her eyes when her gaze rested on an intimate dinner setting for two in the center of the room.
There was a small round table with the finest white linens trimmed in gold over the top. Another small arrangement of peonies sat between two place settings edged in gold fillagree. A bottle of wine sat chilling nearby as a waiter in a black tuxedo stood off to the side. Severus held his breath as he carefully took her hand and led her over to the table, pulling her chair out for her to sit, before taking his own seat opposite her.
"I take it you know some of the history of the building?" He said conversationally. He hoped he hadn't overshot the moment. It wouldn't do to overwhelm her and cause her to pass out before they'd even eaten let alone when he finally asked...
"Yes. Built in the third century BC, until the Roman conquest of Egypt, set ablaze by Caesar's army in 48 BC, and attacked by Aurelian around 270 AD. Said to hold upwards of 400,000 scrolls at its height of use, most of which were lost in the fires. It was one of the greatest losses of the culture of the time." She said in wonderment as she continued to look around the room, finally taking in the small floating candles scattered throughout, providing a warm and comforting atmosphere. When she finally looked at her date, she had tears in her eyes and a look of amazement on her face.
"I wanted to do something special for you, Hermione. You haven't exactly had an easy life, especially the last number of years. You deserved to be pampered and treated to something from a dream. I only hope it lives up to my expectations of how this evening will go." He said, reaching across the table to hold her hand. He gestured for the waiter to fill their glasses and serve the first course of marinated heirloom tomatoes with creamy mozzarella, basil oil and chive breadcrumbs.
"This is something out of a dream. This can't possibly be real. Severus, you are far more romantic than I ever would have let myself think. Though I promise not to tell anyone. I wouldn't like to share you with any of the number of witches and probably wizards, that would no doubt be after you if they knew." She joked.
"I thank you for your discretion. Perhaps a few people may be trusted with this information, but no one that will swoon enough to come after me. I am a one witch wizard and I quite like my present company, thank you." With the ice finally broken, and the pair of them more at ease, conversation flowed. Things that needed to be done in the coming weeks to prepare for term, supplies to buy, syllabi to write. Hermione talked excitedly at the new prospect of her life and career. It looked like things were finally starting to go her way.
Severus was grateful for her excitement. It stole her focus enough that she didn't notice how much more anxious he became as their meal went on. The starters gave way to the appetizers of roasted quail, which led to the entrees of pan seared Norwegian salmon on a bed of pomegranate brussels, and before he knew it, they had arrived at a dessert of flourless dark chocolate cake with creme anglaise and fresh berries. The entire meal was pure decadence and Hermione had moaned her appreciation of each course as it had been consumed, which certainly was not helping Severus' nerves. He was a taught piano wire once she was nearly finished with her cake and berries.
Severus took a deep calming breath and summoned his courage. "Hermione, I got you a gift. I hope you like it. Here." He pulled a book out of the pocket of his robes and enlarged it before placing it on the table in front of her.
"Severus, you have done so much already, I didn't need anything from you." She said with a smile. "OH, Severus. I love this book. I must have it memorized by now, with the number of times I've read it." She said as she looked at a new copy of Hogwarts: A History.
"Open it. Read the dedication." He whispered on a croak. As she looked down at the hollowed out empty journal that he had transfigured a cover for, he rose from his seat and kneeled in front of her.
"'Hermione, will you marry me?' Severus, What-" She stopped abruptly, as she turned the first page to find a ring box sat in the middle of the hollowed out pages. She looked up with a hand over her mouth at Severus, patiently waiting in front of her.
"Before you, there was no one. Lily was never meant for me. No one has ever truly loved me. And I have never loved anyone else. Before you, my life was empty. I was empty. I had no one to share myself with. To share my potions, my books, my life with. I have never loved someone half as much as I love you, except of course your amazing daughter. It will certainly not be easy. In fact, I guarantee it will be hard. I am not an easy man to love. I'm not an easy man to be with. But if you will let me, I will give you every piece of myself. I want to wake up with you beside me every day. I want to watch Lorelei learn and grow. I want to teach her to make her very first potion. I want to be by your side as you make new strides and discoveries in the world. I want to support you in everything that you do. I want to hold you in my arms and never let go. Hermione, you have become more to me than air. How could I go on if my very oxygen were taken from me if you left? Please, do me the extreme honor of becoming my wife, and I promise to always love you, to always listen to your ideas, to always hold your hair back when you are ill, to always hold your bags when we're at the shops. I promise to always make sure you know just how much I love you." He sat in silence as she processed everything that was happening.
"Oh Severus..." She said on an exhale before throwing herself into his arms, bringing them both to the stone ground. She began frantically pressing kisses everywhere she could reach; his jaw, his chin and cheeks, his ear and neck, his nose and eyebrow.
"Just to clarify, that is a yes, correct?" He said, his voice muffled by her lips finally landing on his. She laughed into his mouth.
"Of course, it's a yes! Gods, I love you, Severus!" They continued to roll on the floor for some minutes after, when Severus finally sat up with his witch in his arms.
"Perhaps you would like to put on the ring?" He asked with a raised brow, reaching for the book left sat on the table. She turned on his lap to face him better as he opened the black velvet box to her, showing her the simple 3.5 karat cushion cut diamond with round cut diamonds on a rose gold band. He breath caught in her throat and she couldn't find words as he gently placed it on her finger and placed a kiss over the stone.
"The great Hermione Granger is speechless. I believe I have accomplished my task quite spectacularly." He whispered softly into her hair as she leaned back against his chest and he held her close.
"Thank you, Severus. I love you so much." He gathered her in his arms and lifted her off the floor.
"Well, my dear, we have a choice. We could take the return portkey and stay in our rooms for the evening, or we could get a room somewhere nearby and return tomorrow. The choice is yours." He said.
"Take me home, Severus. I want you in our bed." With a simple nod in acknowledgement, He activated the portkey and they were whisked away to Hogwarts. He carried her the entire way from the gates, to their rooms and laid her carefully in the center of his bed.
"Hermione, I love you so much. Thank you for giving me the greatest gift I ever could have asked for." He said looking at her reverently.
"I've given you nothing. What on Earth do you mean?" She asked.
"You have given me everything. A reason to get up in the morning. A reason to live. A life and a future that, for once, doesn't look so bleak." He answered. her eyes watered again as she reached for him.
"Make love to me, Severus. Please. If you don't make love to me right now I feel as if I'll shatter into a million pieces." She said, sniffing delicately.
"What the lady wants, the lady shall have." He whispered, leaning down to trail kisses along her collar bone. Hermione got what she asked for, and still, she shattered into a million pieces, this time for entirely pleasurable reasons. They made love well into the night and the next morning, and no one heard from either of them until nearly 4 the next afternoon.

A/N
Ok guys, how did I do? This one took a bit of research, but I think it turned out well. Where to next? Any opinions?
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