It's just a book | By : QueenRuby Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 13757 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH *Coughs* I would like to thank my betas Alianne and akathryna. I am not happy with the end of this it might get rewritten at a later time when I'm more in the mood to write that type of scene. NC17 parts ahead.
Chapter 14: The wedding.
“Maybe we should break the door down,” Jeremy suggested to Tomas, who was pounding on the door in question for the fifth time.
“I’m not sure the King would appreciate that,” Tomas responded.
“But the wedding is in an hour and he hasn’t responded to your knocking. Do you want to explain to Hermione why we couldn’t get him there?” Jeremy pleaded.
“So you want to startle him and have him attack us?” Tomas asked.
Jeremy looked at the six and a half foot door, leg prepared to kick. “You’re joking right? You have nothing to fear from that man. Besides if he can sleep through your pounding, taking the door down won’t startle him. Pound on it a little harder and we won’t have to be talking about kicking it down.”
“Fine. I’ll kick the door down, but only cause I don’t want to face her Majesty if we fail in this task,” Tomas told him.
“No kidding,” Jeremy agreed as Tomas kicked down the door. Actually shattered was more like it.
“Oh no, he’s dead!” Tomas said, almost panicking.
Jeremy rushed over to the prone man. “Nope, he’s still breathing,” he reassured Tomas as he scanned the room and saw all the empty whiskey bottles. “Oh man, he’s pissed! Great, she’s going to kill us.” He whined.
“No she’s not; get my sister to help you pick out something for him to wear. Then meet me down at the stables. Also get the cook to make one of his cocktails. This man is going to a wedding whether he wants to or not.” Tomas went to pick up Severus and had to dodge one of the kindling sticks that the man suddenly waved at him in his drunken state.
“Not going to your stupid party, you meddling old fool,” Severus mumbled as Tomas took the stick away from him then picked him up as if he were a baby. Tomas carried Severus to the stables while Jeremy went to get Melody.
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Melody ran down the stairs heading to the stables with an arm full of clothes. She had known the day had been going too well. Something always went wrong with something this big but she had not counted on the groom getting drunk. In his defense, he didn’t know he was the groom.
She rounded the corner into the stables. There were three knights holding towels waiting, keeping a weary eye on the passed-out man lying on the hay. Tomas came in from the other side of the stables and poured some more water into the trough. “What is your plan, Tomas?” she asked her brother.
“Well, that’s fresh water from the spring and this time of the year it is ice cold. We’re going to give Lord Severus the same treatment for whiskey that we give those knights that like to drink the night before their watch,” Tomas told her as he picked up Severus and dropped him into the frigid water with a splash.
Severus came wide awake instantly as he splashed around trying to find a handhold to keep from going under again. “What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?” he shouted at the assembled crowed.
“We had to get you sobered up so you could go to the wedding,” Tomas informed him.
Severus looked at the man who looked like he could take on Hagrid and glared. “I’m not going to that inane wedding,” he hissed, snatching a towel out of the hands of the nearest knight.
“Well since the only thing Hermione asked of me was to make sure you were there, you really have no choice,” Tomas informed him.
“Who, the bloody hell do you think you are, to demand my attendance?” Severus growled, grabbing a second towel from another knight. He had been where he wanted to be before this oaf decided to drown him. ‘If I had my wand, I’d Avada the whole lot of them, even Melody the traitor,’ he thought.
“I’m Tomas.” Tomas watched as Severus turned to stare at him like he had grown a third head.
“Here, drink this,” Jeremy said as he came into the stables with a smirk. “It’ll help your stomach and you had best hurry since you’ve only got twenty minutes to change.”
“But I saw you with her,” Severus said looking at Jeremy. He swallowed the cocktail in one gulp, making a couple of the knights flinch. He knew why they were flinching, that stuff was gross, but his stomach was no longer feeling seasick.
“You only saw what Hermione wanted you to see,” Melody said as she pushed the clothes into his hands and pointed to the tack room. “We don’t have time for you to go to your rooms to change.”
Severus turned to storm into the tack room. Problem was, while his body had stopped at just a turn, his head had kept spinning. Next thing he knew Jeremy had one of his arms and was holding him up. “Hey, take it easy or we will have to dunk you again,” Jeremy warned.
“Thought you said this would sober me up,” he sneered.
“With how much you drank? You’re lucky you’re not dead,” Jeremy informed him.
“Would have been better off,” Severus mumbled as Jeremy helped him into the tack room.
“You got five minutes before we come in and help you get dressed,” Tomas called after him right before he slammed the door.
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Severus scanned the crowded church with a scowl. It seemed not only was he required to attend Hermione's wedding, but he was required to play best man. The place was done up beautifully, everything needed to make an unforgettable day for Hermione. His mouth dropped open as the music started. His eyes almost popped out of his head at the image floating toward him. He frowned again, remembering she wasn't here to marry him. He would have turned and left but the big ox she was marrying was standing right next to him to prevent that from happening.
“We are here to bind this man and woman. To let their souls combine as one in the eyes of the higher powers. Do you, Severus Snape, agree to live with this woman as a partner, to help guide and support her no matter what you face?” The room went quiet as everyone leaned forward to hear what he would say.
Severus was in shock as it took several minutes for his brain to register that it was him the priest had been talking to. He looked at Hermione who had a mischievous smile on her face, but he could see the fear in her eyes. He knew at that moment even more then he had before that this woman would be the biggest challenge in his life. He wouldn't have it any other way. “Both my heart and soul agree.”
The priest had to wait for the cheering to die down before he could continue. “And do you, Hermione Granger, agree to live with this man as a partner, to help guide and support him no matter what you face?”
“Both my heart and soul agree,” she said, never feeling happier than she did at this moment. She didn't pay any more attention to the ceremony as her head was spinning too fast. She barely felt the cords being wound around her and Severus's hands. Though she did snap out of it when Severus whispered, 'I'll get you back for this one day,' in her ear before claiming her mouth for the kiss.
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“You know what you did today was definitely worthy of a Slytherin,” Severus said, trying to pull Hermione away from the well-wishers.
“Well, now you know how it feels,” Hermione said, allowing him to drag her away.
As soon as he got her out of sight, he swung her up into his arms and carried her back to his room. “If I had my wand, you'd be out of that dress already,” he growled, setting her down and turning her so he could undo all the laces.
Severus sighed with pleasure as the dress fell to the floor. He turned her around and claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss. His hand slipped into her undergarments and cupped her breast. Her nipple hardened when he ran his thumb over it. His tongue invaded her mouth as his hands took a firm grip on her undergarments and ripped them off her.
Hermione's scream of outrage was cut off by his mouth exploring hers. He then broke off the kiss to trail feather-light ones down her neck. She arched her back to give him better access. His hands swept down her body, caressing and memorizing her reactions as he went. He picked her up and tossed her on the bed. He quickly stripped and followed her.
He skipped kissing her and went straight to her breasts. He lightly bit the nipple of first one then the other, enjoying her gasp of pleasure as he did so. His hand trailed down her stomach to caress the curls of hair nestled between her thighs. She opened her legs as she was already mindless to the pleasure. He kissed his way from her breast down her stomach to join his hand. He inhaled her scent before spreading her lower lips and licking the moisture he found there. He was rewarded with her scream of pleasure and a burst of moisture.
With great pleasure he proceeded to lick and nibble her clit before darting his tongue into her tight opening. He teased her until she orgasmed again, then crawled up her and kissed her so she could taste herself in his mouth. “Please Severus, I want you now.”
“As you wish, my wife.” He thrust into her hard, loving the way she gasped. “You are my wife.” He punctuated each word with a thrust as if laying claim to her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist holding on for dear life as he slammed into her repeatedly. When she tightened around him in another orgasm, he hissed in pleasure and let himself fill her. She complained when he pulled out of her and drew her into his arms.
They were both asleep so they didn't see the room start to shimmer or feel the sinking feeling as they were both deposited on a bed in another room. They would find out in the morning that Hermione's scars were gone and they were back in the wizarding world.
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