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Marriage Vows
Disclaimer: This
story was inspired by the Marriage Law Challenge on WIKTT. All Harry Potter characters belong to JK
Rowling and those with whom she has agreed contracts. This story was written for practice not profit.
Chapter Eleven Fulfilment
The Wedding Feast was in full swing. The regiment of house elves had prepared
special food and all present were enjoying it.
The Wedding Party sat at the High Table with Severus and Hermione taking
the places usually occupied by Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. The rest of the guests were seated in the
order of their choosing because Severus’ lack of family made the traditional
seating plan impossible. Maria Abbott
sat next to Dumbledore who was trying to tease the little child out of her
rigid formality. Ginny Weasley sat on
the other side of her and also made an effort to include her in
conversation.
Mr Granger was relieved that he was not to be called upon to
make a speech in front of such a large gathering. Severus however was compelled to make a short address thanking
people for attending and assisting with the planning of the ceremony. He even managed to thank the Headmaster for
the decorations in the Great Hall without wincing.yes"> As the second dance began and other couples began to move
th
the floor Severus whispered to Hermione,
“This is the p whe where we are supposed to surreptitiously
retire from the company of our guests.”
His warm breath tickled her ear and shivers ran up her arms.
“So soon?” she said quietly.
“My dear girl you are getting off lightly. When this ceremony was first introduced the
marriage bond was fulfilled immediately after the ceremony and the feast was to
entertain the guests while they waited for the sheets from the marriage bed to
be displayed.”
“You are joking!”
“No I’m not. It’s a
rather earthy tradition. It hasn’t been
done in a hundred years I dare say. Do
you want to stay any longer?”
“No I suppose not.
It’s an odd situation really.
Should I say goodbye to my parents?
They’re going home tomorrow.”
“They are going to have lunch with Melissa and Charlie at
the Hut first. We have been
invited. Molly and Arthur will be there
too.”
“I’>“I’m not sure if I’ll be able to be around anyone else
tomorrow. This is a very big thing for
me you know.”
“I know. Remember
what I said. I will not force you. You do not have to complete the ritual
tonight.”
“But it does have to be done soon doesn’t it?”
“If we want the marriage to be secure against a challenge
yes, but if you have been through enough today it could wait. I don’t want to damage you and if you are
reluctant I will not press you. Lucius
is not really in a position to cause problems at the moment so it’s not as
urgent.”
“Hermione, believe me, I am in no way reluctant. You have no idea of how beautiful you are to
me today. Any man would be honoured.”
“We should go anyway if that is the normal thing to do.”
“I will go now. If
you wish to have a final word with your parents you may do so. I will be waiting for you in my classroom.”
“Classroom?”
“The circle has to be re-invoked on the threshold of our
home. If we use that as our entrance we
will be assured that no one but us will know whether or not it was done
tonight.”
“Devious.”
“Go and wait for me.
I’ll catch my parents at the end of this dance and sneak out to you
afterwards.”
Severus sat waiting in the dim light of his classroom. He had opened the storeroom entrance to his
quarters in readiness and lit the sitting room lights with a wave of his
wand. He did not have long to wait
before he heard Hermione’s footsteps scurrying briskly towards him. She slowed as she approached and he turned
to watch her enter. She hovered just
inside the door looking at him lit as he was by the light coming from his
quarters.
“You may come closer,” he said. “I will not harm you. You
have nothing to fear.”
“I know. I believe
you.” So saying she walked across the
familiar room and did not stop until she was standing close enough for him to
touch. They looked at each other for a
moment in silence.yes"> You gesture with the wand and the energy of your casting is
focused through it and flies forth to meet its target. When we perform the rite out here, the
energy of this spell is within us and around us; the target of the spell is our
consummation or technically the moment when I spend myself inside you. The movement of the energy is the spell
inspiring arousal so that the consummation can occur.”
“Does that mean it won’t hurt?”
“The spell will prepare your body to receive me and this
will lessen your pain. If I forced my
way into you when you were not prepared it would be painful for you and your
instinct would be to resist me. You
would receive no pleasure from the act.
That being said, you are still a virgin because no man has penetrated
you. There is a strong possibility that
your hymen or maidenhead is still intact.
If it is then intercourse will rupture it; this and the stretching of
muscles, which have not previously been stretched, will cause some pain. The longer I resist my arousal the more
yours will build and the proportion of pleasure to pain will increase.”
“So you will fight the spell?”
“To a degree. It is
important for you to have a positive experience. In normal circumstances we would have built up to this over a
long period of time. You would yearn
for me. A woman’s arousal burns slower
than a man’s. Tonight I will not have
aroused you, the spell will have done that for me, but I know how to touch you;
how to speak to you to increase your response.
What happens between us tonight is completely private. I may do things that in the cold light of
day will shock you but I will not refer to them again, even to you, unless you
wish to discuss them or experience them again.
Are you still willing to continue?”
“I am willing but I think I should tell you that when we
were at the ceremony it was like you were the only other person in the room. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. So the arousal thing isn’t just going to be
the spell because I can already feel some… I thought I should say.”
“I am honoured that you did. May I kiss you before we begin?”
Hermione barely had time to nod before he had stood and
clutched her to him. She raised her
chin and he stooped slightly in order to meet her lips. Hermione felt the unfamiliar warmth flooding
her system as the kiss deepened. She
ssedssed his tongue with her own clutching him as tightly as he was clutching
her. The kiss went on and on with
neither wishing to break it. Eventually
Severus pulled away from her mouth and held her head to his shoulder, stroking
her hair with his hand as he breathed deeply.
After a moment he said formally,
“Seal the circle.”
Hermione drew her wand and tapped out a circle around him. She could see the line of white light along
the floor where the wand had travelled.
She took his place as he etched the line with his wand. The dome was re-formed above them. Severus went down on one knee in front of
his bride and asked the final question,
“Hermione, wife of my blood, will you consent to fulfil our
bond by taking your place in my home and in my bed so we may be truly joined?”
She knelt before him and gave him both of her hands before
replying,
“I will.”
The dome of light span around them as they knelt and the
light poured from the top of the dome into their bodies until they had absorbed
it and it radiated from their skins.
Standing Severus led Hermione into his rooms. They went straight towards the bedroom
door. Severus opened it and muttered a
charm to light the numerous candles arrayed around the room. Hermione gasped at the beauty of the
room. Some effort had obviously gone
into preparing it for her.
The large bed was draped in velvets. The sheets were silk and fragranced rose
petals were scattered over all. Severus
took her wand from her sleeve and laid it with his own on top of the chest in
the corner. Still standing behind her
he removed her outer robe from her shoulders running his hands down her arms as
he went. Placing it on the chair he
turned his attention to the crown of blossoms.
This did not go as smoothly because he could not find the pins in the
low light and Hermione had to reach up her hands to find them for him. That done he turned his attention to the
hundred buttons running down the back of her robe. He carefully undid every last one from the neck to the hem,
leaving the dress in place on her body.
Hermione was growing more and more flushed throughout anticipating the
occasional brushes of his hands.
He lifted her into his arms and dropped her onto the middle
of his bed. He looked at the picture
she made there for a few seconds until she reached out her hand to him and he
could resist no longer. He settled
himself beside her on the bed, leant over her andan tan to kiss her, gently at
first, then growing in intensity. Her
hands reached around him and played with the braiding decorating his outer
robe. His hands reached behind her and
slowly pulled her robe away from her body revealing the flimsy cotton shift
which was all she wore beneath it. He
moved his mouth from hers and kissed along the line of her jaw until he reached
her ear. He breathed into it before
saying,
“You have a choice again Hermione. Either you kneel up for me so I can remove your shift or I am
required to tear it from you. If we are
to be truly joined you cannot hide from me tonight. What do you choose?”
Hermione wordlessly knelt up before him on the bed and
lifted her arms so he could remove the garment without damaging it. He drew it over her head swiftly and cast it
aside, immediately pressing her gently onto the bed on her side. He resumed kissing her mouth whilst
caressing her exposed side from shoulder to hip.
Hermione was awash with sensation and relieved that he was
touching her rather than inspecting her as she had feared. After a few moments he eased her onto her
back again and began to concentrate his kisses on her neck and throat allowing
his hand to toy gently with her breast.
Hermione gaspt tht the new sensation.
Emboldened by this he moved over her to replace his hand with his mouth
shifting his hand down over her stomach to explore the folds of her
womanhood. This brought about more
gasps from Hermione as she began to move herself against his fingers in an
effort to find some release. Severus
worked with her to bring it about quickly.
He kissed her affectionately as she came down from her
climax. Stroking his face she raised
his head to allow her to speak.
“I’m completely naked and you are fully dressed,” she said
seriously.
“Ah well,” he replied.
“I have married a shy young virgin who is too modest to bear the sight
of a naked man and alas I cannot remove this robe unaided.”
“Are you asking me to undress you?”
“Fortunately I have married an astute shy young virgin…”
“Oh hush. You’ll
have to stand up for a moment. I can’t
budge this if you’re lying on it.”
Laughing he rolled over and hoisted himself upright. Hermione got onto her knees again and
reached up to pull the heavy over robe from his shoulders revealing the long
row of buttons running all the way down his back. Without the voluminous robe Hermione was struck by his slenderness. She rarely saw him less than formally
dressed, even in battle. She had, on
occasion, glimpsed his forearm where the dark mark was once located. In her first year she had caught sight of
his injured ankle but other than that she had no idea what he would look like
under his robes. Her mouth dry, she
began the task of undoing his buttons.
As she did so she felt her own arousal begin to build again after her
temporary respite. By the time she had
undone them all her hands were beginning to tremble slightly.
She placed her hands on his hips and indicated that she
wished him to turn to face her. He
complied immediately and she pulled the black robe off him to leave him
standing in a thin white collarless shirt which reached his knees and did
little to conceal his very evident excitement.
Hermione was not ignorant about sexual intercourse but
knowing that a man has an erection was proving to be a different matter to
being face to face with one. Severus
registered her confusion and sat beside her as she knelt with his discarded
robe partially shielding her. He
embraced her gently and caressed her bare arm.
She raised her head to see his face and noted his look of concern.
“I’m all right,” she said.
“It was just the surpr
“Innocence is not to be confused with ignorance. You have the freedom with my body that you
have allowed me with yours. Do you want
me naked?”
She nodded. He
grasped the hem of his shirt in both hands and lifted it over his head. She continued to look at his face before
reaching out a hand to touch his chest.
His skin was paler if possible than that of his face and contrasted with
the black hair growing there. Running
her hand over him she noted a number of scars noticeable chiefly by their
texture. She put her face against his chest
and kissed his scars lightly while running her fingers over his back where she
could feel raised ridges. She eased her
way around to inspect them.
“Voldemort?” she asked.
“Some but most of the ones on my back came from my father.”
“He beat you? Couldn’t
your Mother have healed you?”
“The beatings were partly a way of torturing her. She was made to watch and then forbidden to
attend me while the cuts were fresh.
Not that she could do much. I
cannot remember her ever being allowed to own a wand. He broke her and she took her own life just after I came here as
a pupil. Or at least that was what I
was told.”
“What became of him?”
“I hardly saw him again.
I went my own way in the holidays.
I preferred hunger and poverty to his company. Voldemort contrived to bring me into my inheritance not long
after my wife died, as a reward for my services,” he said coldly. “For a while he had been like a father to me
until things escalated and our world went mad.
There are many reasons why I will be difficult for you to love.”
At this she threw her arms around him and held him tight,
her cheek against his scarred back.
After a few moments she allowed her hands to wander down his torso until
one hand was tentatively touching his hardness.
“I don’t know how to touch you,” she admitted. “Will you guide me?”
In answer he placed his hand over hers and guided her
movements until he found his release.
“Should we have done that?” asked Hermione. “You said you had to spend yourself inside
me.”
“I know and I will.
I was too aroused to have lasted which, given the topic of conversation,
is a testament to the power of this spell.
I will rally in a few moments which gives me time to prepare you. Lie
down on your back for me now.”
She obeyed him quickly and he pulled away his robe, which
was tangled between them and threw it to one side. Hermione felt extremely vulnerable as his eyes ran over her at
length. She could feel the heat growing
again within her under his scrutiny.
She reached out her hands to him again and was surprised when he took
her by the wrists and pinned them firmly at either side of her head, straddling
her in the process. She felt an instant
of panic but calmed as he brought his face down to hers and began to kiss her
mouth again. He let her wrists go as he
concentrated on her mouth. As the kiss
progressed he used his hands for balance as he insinuated his right knee
between hers and used it to spread her legs.
She did not resist him and he was able to lie full length with his legs
between hers. She instinctively wrapped
her legs around him and relished the feeling of his skin against hers. Severus pulled back and looked at her face,
pupils dilated and lips swollen from kisses.
He moved his head to whisper directly into her ear.
“You are truly beautiful Hermione. Men have written Holy Scriptures inspired by experiences such as
this. I may never have you like this
again but tonight you are mine and I will show you what that means.”
He kissed her again briefly on the lips and trailed kisses
down her torso, stroking her breasts with his hands. By the time he had passed her belly button she realised he wasn’t
going to stop. He grasped her knees
with his hands and spread her open wide.
Her juices were flowing freely and he made a show of inhaling her scent
before setting about his task.
Hermione was overwhelmed by the sensations he was
causing. Again he resisted teasing her
too much and gave her attention where she needed it whilst tentatively
exploring her opening with first one and then two fingers. Little time had passed before she climaxed a
second time.
He wiped her fluids from his mouth and hand before lying
atop her again.
“It’s time Hermione.
Take me in your hand and help me find my way in.” She felt for him and followed his
instruction.
“Try to stay relaxed,”
After the second orgasm Hermione was feeling rather liquid
and he eased into her easily in spite of her natural tightness. He hesitated momentarily at her barrier
before thrusting in all the way.
Hermione cried out and he stilled himself.
“Ts als all the pain, I promise. Let it go. We can
wait. Good.”
They lay unmoving until her pain had faded and she knew the
bliss of being filled. When her hands
relaxed on his ribs he began small movements watching carefully for her
reactions. After a few longer strokes
she began to experiment with moving against him and was rewarded with another
round of building pleasure. Severus
restrained himself as much as he could in seeking his own pleasure. He sought out her nub with his fingers in
order to aid her climax and thanked the spell for her continued responsiveness
as she contracted around him and he was able to let go and spend himself in her
depths.
The instant he was finished the energies of the spell left
them both and he collapsed on top of her drained. It wasn’t until she began to wriggle beneath him that he realised
he was crushing her and summoned the energy to roll off her. She was dripping with perspiration,
shivering and obviously spent. Groaning
he pulled himself out of bed to pull a practical blanket from the blanket
chest. With his wand he extinguished
the candles. Lying down on the bed he
covered himself and Hermione with the silk sheet and the blanket. She was almost asleep and he gathered her
close and caught up with her in slumber.
A/N
Thanks to GEmory, Ryn and Phantasia for today’s
reviews. I do appreciate the
encouragement.
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