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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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Hermione walked outside onto a patio, letting the cooling evening air soothe her anger. Damn Harry. He had completely overreacted back there. And yet, she should have known. Harry had always been trying to create more than just a friendship with her, and she hadn�t wanted to. Not with him. Harry was a great friend, but he was like a brother to her � there was no spark, no excitement when he touched her. She sighed. She knew that there had been no easy way to tell Harry that she wasn�t interested � not in the same way he was. She had tried to be subtle about it, but he had never picked up on her hints.
And now he was furious, because she had picked Severus over him. She shook her head. That really wasn�t her problem, was it? Harry had to grow up, and recognize that the world didn�t always revolve around him, and his interests. Other people had lives, and desires.
She was so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she didn�t hear the approaching footsteps behind her. �Hermione? I�m sorry. I didn�t mean to overhear your conversation with young Mr. Potter�� Severus� voice trailed off. He wasn�t certain how she would react to the knowledge that he had overheard everything, including her declaration that she loved him.
Hermione turned to face him, her eyes gleaming with the reflected light of the torches on the patio. She shook her head. �It�s not your fault.� She reached for his hand, �Harry just thinks that he has a, er, claim on me, and he doesn�t quite realize that I have no interest in him. Not that way. I guess I knew it would come down to this, eventually. It�s just hard��
Severus looked at her, and his grip tightened on her hand as he pulled her to him. He rapped his arms around her shoulders, hugging her tightly to him. �I understand, love,� he whispered softly into her hair, an acceptance and reciprocation of her declaration to Harry moments earlier. Hermione relaxed, feeling snug, sheltered, in Seveus� arms, thrilled with his whispered endearment. She looked up at him, and moved her lips to his mouth. Slowly, gently their mouths opened, and the kiss deepened, their tongues slowly exploring each other, delicately probing one another, their intensity slowly increasing.
After a few moments, Hermione pulled her mouth away, to catch her breath, and Severus reluctantly loosened his arms, �Perhaps we should go back inside. Your dress is going to be my undoing. Besides, I would hate for Harry to challenge me to a duel on the spot.� Hermione�s eyes widened at that, and Severus laughed. �Not to worry, my dear. I have enough respect for Lucius to not go dueling at his only son�s wedding. And,� he added, �I think I would be able to diffuse the young puppy long before the idea would ever pop into his head�� His arm stayed around her shoulder, as she snaked her arm around his waist. They walked back into great hall, and found Arthur and Molly Weasley relaxing just inside the door. Arthur smiled at the two of them, and raised his glass of wine in a silent toast. Molly followed her husband�s lead, and grinned at the flushed faces of the couple.
Severus led Hermione onto the dance floor, and held her tightly against him, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. Gods. This was absolutely wonderful. His senses tingled. The feeling was so new to him that he couldn�t help but wonder briefly if Lucius had somehow enchanted the place to enhance the senses. And yet he knew that the woman in his arms was solely responsible for this rush of emotion.
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Harry glared at the Hermione and Snape dancing. �He�s old enough to be her father. And he�s no good for her.�
�Harry. I didn�t like it when Ginny said she was going to marry Draco. I mean, who wants a Malfoy in the family? But Ginny loves him, and he loves her, so therefore he�s perfect for her. It�s the same thing with these two. Truthfully, if you think about it, they�re pretty well suited to each other��
�I don�t want to think about it,� Harry replied as he stalked off, leaving Ron to shake his head, hoping that Harry might eventually see that Snape really was a good match for their friend of so many years.
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As they danced, Hermione couldn�t help but run her fingers along Severus� neck, enjoying the way the goosebumps rose on his skin as she teased him. His arms tightened around her, �If you continue to do that, my dear� he growled softly, his lips tickling her ear, sending shivers down her spine, �I will be forced remove you from this room, and take you to a more private place where I can commit unspeakable acts with your body,� he concluded in mock seriousness.
Hermione felt the rush of blood through her body at his words. Oh Merlin. Yes. Slowly and deliberately, she lightly ran her fingernail down the side of his neck, watching his reaction. He looked back at her, his eyes questioning her: are you sure? Hermione nodded, please, she answered silently.
Taking her hand, the two of them slipped through the crowd of wizards and witches, up to the private wing they had been staying in.
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Severus led her into his room, and firmly locked the door behind them. He looked at her seriously, his eyes dark in the low light. �Hermione? Are you sure you want to do this?� his voice was low and serious; he had to be certain that she really wanted him � he had to know, to hear it in her own voice.
She smiled. �I�m very certain I want to do this. But Severus? Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you back out on me before we�re through, like you did last time, I may be forced to kill you,� she answered lightly.
He nodded, his eyes glittering dangerously. �Be careful what you wish for,� he muttered as he pulled her into his arms, his mouth teasing her lower lip, her neck, the lobe of her ear, before she reached for his chin and pulled his mouth to hers hungrily. He growled deep in his throat and reached behind her to release her hair from the silver clip she still wore, before running his fingers through her hair, pulling her mouth onto his as their tongues dueled with each other.
Hermione gasped as Severus moved his mouth to her throat, nibbling on the creamy skin while his hands held her tight to him. She squirmed in his arms, wanting more, wanting him, as he teased her with his mouth. Suddenly, he stopped, looking at her swollen lips, the heat burning in her eyes, feeling his own desire growing.
She looked at Severus, her breath still ragged. Merlin! The man had set her on fire; she could feel the dense heat between her legs, and wanted nothing more than for him to feed the fire with his hands, his mouth, his body. His eyes were a deep, unrevealing black as he stared at the havoc he had already created. His hands tightened on her shoulders, and she moaned softly, her mouth opening in an unspoken plea.
It was his undoing. He couldn�t stop himself now. He pulled her to him, his arms tightening so that her body was pressed against his. His breath seared her skin as he whispered into her ear, �Hermione, my love��
Still holding her tight by her arms, he lowered his mouth to the hard nipple covered only by the thin piece of fabric of her dress. His mouth began to work the nipple through the cloth, sucking it, and biting it, hardening it a point, while the woman in his arms writhed and groaned, unknowingly moving her leg so that her knee was above his hip, her own hips moving in a rhythm with his mouth, the dress riding high on her thighs.
Snape�s brain was fogged with lust and longing, and something more; Hermione seemed to be glowing from the heat the two of them were generating. He pulled her leg up around his hip, drawing her hips to his, while moving his mouth to her other nipple, leaving teeth marks on her dress as he growled deep in his throat.
His mouth was driving her wild, and yet if she didn�t get some pressure between her legs soon, she was going to go crazy. Severus grinned as his mouth continued to tease her nipple into a hard point; the girl was moving her hips against him wildly, looking for a release. In one quick move, he scooped her up, and carried her into his bedroom, the skirt of her dress almost around her waist.
Somewhat unceremoniously dumping her on the bed, Severus pushed her skirt above her waist, revealing a small silk thong. Somewhere, his brain registered that that must be why she looked like she was wearing nothing under the dress. His fingers brushed against it as her looked into her glazed eyes. She reached for his hand, trying to coerce him to touch her, but her brushed her aside. Again using his body weight, he spread her knees, keeping them open, as he slowly pulled her dress off over her head. He then lowered his head between her legs, his hands locked around her wrists to prevent her from rushing him on. His mouth stopped inches before the silk material as he breathed in her scent, chuckling softly as her hips bucked uselessly, trying to urge him on. Deciding that the torture was too exquisite to rush, he blew onto the material that was soaked with her essence, and was rewarded with a strangled moan. He lowered his mouth the to silk, teasing her again through the thin barrier.
She rubbed her mound against his lips, as moans became whimpers, and whimpers turned to begging. He smiled, and released one hand, so that together they could remove the small piece of silk, and then he quickly grasped her hand again. His tongue gently parted her wet lips, searching for the hard nub, and then licking slowly, very slowly, as Hermione�s breathing became gasps, and her focus became the lapping tongue between her legs. She ground herself against his mouth, wanting more. Knowing that she was so far gone, Severus released her hands, using his own hands to manipulate her flesh, while she buried her fingers in his hair, urging him on. Nipping her bud of flesh gently with his teeth, and sucking, he slid one finger, and then two into her parted lips, hearing her gasp as fingers and mouth worked in sync, rhythmically, methodically driving her over the edge.
Hermiones�s universe had shrunk to the flesh between her legs � her flesh, and the flesh of the man who was so systematically driving her toward her climax. Unable to control herself any longer, the heat between her legs exploded into white hot fire, as she came hard on his hands.
Still shaking from the sensations, she reached for Severus as he sat up fumbling with the buttons on his jacket, and then the buttons on his shirt. She sat up, as he still straddled her legs and pushed his shirt off his shoulders.
�Now it�s my turn, my love,� as she pushed him back on the bed, still breathing hard. Straddling him, she pulled off her dress and looked down at him. �Hmmm. Where to start�.� She teasingly contemplated as ran her hands lightly down his chest, her fingers brushing his nipples. She smiled as his eyes widened briefly, giving her an idea. Lowering her head to his chest, she began to delicately tease his nipples with her tongue, before moving her mouth lower down the flat muscles of his chest, as she flicked her hand across the front of his trousers, feeling his erection pushing against the material.
She moved lower so that she could unbutton his pants, pausing as she put her mouth against the taut cloth, exhaling a heated breath. She giggled as she heard the muttered, �Gods.� Keeping her mouth very close to her hands, she began to slowly unfasten his pants. Lowering the zipper, she found herself chuckling; her former Potions Master went �commando�.
Hermione�s fingers lightly grasped Severus� cock, removing it from the confines of his pants. Nice, she thought, very nice. Running her finger lightly over the tip brought an indistinct groan from the other end of the bed. Taking the head into her mouth, teasing the tip with her tongue resulted in a gasp from Severus, as he buried his hands in her hair. Oh yes, Severus, she smiled wickedly. You thought it was okay to tease me, let�s see how much you can take.
She continued to run her tongue lightly down his shaft while her fingertips lightly smeared the clear fluid at the tip of his cock bringing more mutterings and gasps from Severus. Slowly, she moved to take all of his cock in her mouth, inching down on him as his hips began to thrust upwards and muffled groans escaped his lips. Backing off slowly, wanting to torture him as exquisitely as he tortured her, she released him, and blew gently on the tip of his cock, to be rewarded with a twitch, and a half-hearted curse from Severus. She continued to tease him until the heat between her legs was building again, and she knew how to satisfy it this time.
Looking at Severus, one arm flung over his face, his chest rising and falling rapidly from his uneven breathing, she smiled. She needed this man. In so many different way, but right now, she needed him in one way in particular.
He labored to help her remove his pants, and then Hermione straddled him, slowly lowering herself onto his erect shaft. Severus groaned deeply and watched the mix of concentration and rapture on her face as Hermione took him into her, the slick heat of her body ensheathing him, Hermione gasping as he filled her completely. Moving slowly at first, the two of them joined in the time-honored rhythms of the world, moving in unison, mouth to mouth, mouth to breast, sweat and voices mingling as the two bodies came together, shuddering in each others� arms as they both found fulfillment.
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�Leaving so soon? You two are welcome to stay for as long as you like,� Lucius greeted them the next afternoon as they were getting ready to leave the manor. �The company is always welcome.�
Hermione blushed as she briefly looked over at Severus. �I don�t think we�d be much company if we stayed here, Lucius,� Hermione muttered not meeting Lucius� flint grey eyes.
Lucius glanced at Severus and then back to Hermione, a smirk on his face. Hermione and Severus both looked completely relaxed, but more than a little tired. �Well, I trust that you will think of this place fondly � and remember that you are both always welcome visitors.� Lucius paused. �I�d be happy if you two would come back and see me. Although, if I may � are you going your separate ways now, or what?�
Severus looked a little sheepish, �Er, well, Hermione�s still got a few days off, so we, er, she thought she might want to visit, er, Hogwarts for a while�� his voice trailed off uncertainly. He didn�t want to add his fervent hope that Hermione would just decide to stay at Hogwarts with him, conducting her research at the school. That would all take time to figure out, after all, and he hadn�t discussed that with her yet�.
Nodding at Hermione, her reached for hand, and kissed her knuckles gently, before shaking Severus� hand. Lucius watched the two of the walk out the main doors, feeling strangely peaceful.

A/N: Ah yes, another happy ending. What can I say? I really wanted these two to hook up. Maybe it was a little subtle on Severus' reciprocation of the 'I love you' thing, but I didn't see him just leaping right in with those three little words - I think he is still sort of insecure, and wanted to start off slowly, but still let Hermione know that he loves her. And yeah, Lucius remains completely out of character, but that's the way it goes!

And yeah, it is sort of a hanging ending - there could be a sequel, or you can just decide for yourself what you want to happen! Again, thanks for the reviews - I really appreciate them!
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