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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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WARNING: Some graphic content in this chapter on how Severus Snape defends his lady's honor against her rapist... You have been warned.

Harry calmly sat guard, waiting outside the cell of Heverin Heinrich. He knew Snape would want to be the one to question him. Perhaps questioning wasn't exactly what he intended to do, but Harry had no qualms whatsoever about looking the other way. He may not know to what extent this man was involved with kidnapping his best friend's daughter, but he knew that if anyone was going to find out, it would be Snape.
It had been hours, Severus had been in Kingsley's room for 2 hours now. He had heard the screams for a short time, before someone must have cast a silencing charm. It was a pity really. The man deserved everything he was getting and then some. The Wizengamot had already been called and was gathered in a meeting room, waiting to hear the recordings of the interviews to make a decision on what their course of action would be. All Harry could do was wait.
Severus exited the door at the end of the hallway, he was slightly sweaty, his shirt buttons appeared to be undone halfway down, he carried his cloak and frock coat over one arm as he ambled his way towards Harry.
"Potter, has anyone been in there yet?"
"No one. Just me. I was only in there long enough to bind him to the chair. He's yours to do with what you want."
"Potter- Harry I think I need you in there with me. I think if I go in there by myself, that man won't be alive when I leave the room. It may be justice for me but it will never be justice for Hermione, or any of the other people he has harmed." Severus nearly stuttered, his tone speaking volumes about what he must have learned in the other room. His eyes looked haunted, as if he knew the dark secrets of the world.
Harry placed his hand on the tall man's arm and turned to face him. "Snape, what do you know? What did he tell you?"
"That man in there... That disgrace of Wizarding kind- he's the man that raped her." His voice was like liquid fire and ice. The burning coal in his eyes wanted to see the man burned alive in his seat, wanted him to suffer greatly for all he had done, but it wouldn't truly be justice. Not really.
"I won't say a word. You do whatever you need to do in there, and it will be my job to be sure that we leave him alive." He said, his face betraying nothing and promising a confidence in his former professor.

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The man had confessed to no less than 37 murders, nine of which had been on children or minors. At least half of those had been performed after some kind of rape or sexual violence against the persons that had been killed. He admitted to accepting money and bribes from numerous members of the Ministry, as well as Voldemort's followers. He had considered himself to be some sort of muscle for hire, an assassin of sorts, that performed his duties solely for the paycheck. The man had shown no restraint whatsoever, giving up answers to all questions with no effort on the interrogator's part. Severus had had a feeling that this man would not require much in the way of finessing. It would have been a waste of veritaserum.
Harry stood silently in the corner, his hands carefully folded in front of him, waiting for Severus to begin the real questioning.
"Did you rape Hermione Granger?"
"Why, yes I did." He said proudly. "Best piece of ass I've had in a long time. They don't always tell me to take pure ones. Don't get me wrong, sure it's always the tightest pussy you've ever had, but the real thrill comes from taking that last shred of innocence they have. Seeing the blood on yourself, feeling them squirm, hearing their screams... That's my real reward." He said with a sick, oily smile.
"Who ordered you to attack Hermione Granger?"
"Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebot." He said, as though it was something to be proud of, something meant to impress the men that questioned him. He could not have been more wrong.
With a sharp nod to the Head Auror in the corner, Snape began his pacing around the bound man. Harry ended the recording, sending it to the Wizengamot quickly, before returning to his stance in the corner.
Heverin Heinrich had lived under a proverbial rock, and had no clue who this man was. Of course he knew Potter, but then again, who didn't? Snape was a familiar name, but for the life of him he couldn't place it. He had no idea that his luck had finally run out. No one was coming to his rescue, no one would be getting him released, and no one was going to get him out of the beating he was about to get.
"So, now what? I wait for a trial? Any idea how long that'll be?"
"I doubt you'll even see trial." The tall, dour man said from behind him.
"Very good. Trials are just a waste of time anyway. I never get convicted anyway. This'll be trial number 4 for me." He said with that same oily smile.
"Yes, I must agree with you. They are a waste of time." Snape said, before reaching around the man's head and curling his arm around his throat.
"I hope they give you the Kiss. I hope you rot in Azkaban. I hope the ghosts of your past haunt you every moment of every day." He whispered menacingly into the Heinrich's ear as he gasped for breath and struggled with his bonds. "I wouldn't have cared about any of the rest of this, but you made a very grave error." He tightened his grip further, and the blood vessels in his eyes popped. "You did it to MY fiance." He growled.
He released his hold on the felon and pushed his chair over, Heinrich's face hitting the stone floor with a dull thud. With a flick of his wrist, the bindings were gone, and Severus hauled the man, shocked into compliance, to his feet and bent him over a table, before reapplying the binding charm.
"I am a firm believer in 'reaping what you sow'. An eye for an eye, so to speak." He said, looking at his nails and only now noticing the bruising already becoming apparent on his knuckles from his 'meeting' with the Minister. He flicked his wrist again, and the man's trousers and pants were gone.
"I should think this will be... Shall we say a bit uncomfortable for you." He said with a dark chuckle. With one last wand movement, he transfigured a rather comically large phallic shaped piece of wood and leaned over the man's back.
"How many people have you raped? How many have you taken your pleasure from against their will?" His voice had risen to a deceptively calm tone, belaying none of his rage. It was distinctly more terrifying. "Well, I can't act on their behalf, but on the behalf of my fiance, the woman I love more than anything or anyone else in this world, I would like to give you the gift of experiencing exactly what you gave them. However, as this bit of wood won't cum, it only ends when I say it does. I'm only sorry that you likely won't live long enough to deal with the nightmares and anxiety that comes after." And with that, he shoved the dildo rather unceremoniously into Heinrich's asshole. His scream was blood curdling.
"Ah! Now that is music to my ears." He said, ramming the dildo again, harder.
"AHHHH! YOU BLOODY PSYCHO!"
"Really, it's like having Vivaldi's four seasons playing in the background." His face a calm picture with a relaxed smile. A trickle of blood began to slowly trail down the back of Heverin's leg.
"You know, I don't think I'm quite doing this justice yet. How shall we correct that grave miscalculation?" Without giving the man a moment to tense up or hesitate, he stepped to the side and used the very same bit of wood that had been inside his body to crack over his kneecaps. The resounding CRACK on both sides and yelping cries giving Snape a large measure of satisfaction as he made for certain that the bones had broken.
"Much better." He said darkly, his vocal register returning to its usual sneering tone.
"She's not even worth it, man! What, you want to raise my nasty brat?!"
"You must be completely mentally challenged of you still don't understand that you are saying all the wrong things. She most certainly is worth it, and yes I will raise her child. But you were wrong about something else as well. It is not your child." He whispered into Heinrich's ear. "We're soul bonded. That child is MINE." He said severely.
"Let's see if I can make you sing for me."

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After 2 hours, Harry had dragged Severus from the interrogation room. The man left inside was still breathing, barely, but breathing nonetheless. His blood was spilled, covering the floor and the backs of his legs. His face had swelled in places and spewed blood from others, creating a starkly different appearance from what it had been hours before. He had been unrecognizable when Snape had finished.
He took a few moments to calm himself and gather his thoughts in the cool, dark atmosphere of the bowels of the Ministry building. Harry had left him there, giving him some time to come back to himself, as he checked the progress of the Wizengamot. He returned rather quickly, and Snape looked up as he approached.
"Well? What have they decided?"
"Heinrich will get the Kiss. Tomorrow morning, in case you and the family want to be there." He said proudly.
"Well, it seems that jury of old bigots and morons has finally gotten something right. And what of the Minister?"
"They want to open it to the public, see if anyone else has more to add to his case, but as it stands, they're leaning towards the Kiss. Trial begins in 3 days."
"They're certainly rushing this along." The surprise evident on his face. "I hope people come forward." He said.
"Even if they don't, it will give them a chance to question him themselves while he's under veritaserum again. You only really covered enough to keep him here. I'm sure there's plenty more that will get him sentenced. They really just want to be sure, seeing as it's yet another corrupt Minister." Harry explained.
"Any idea who will be the next Minister yet?" Severus asked as they began to make their way to the exit.
"Arthur." Harry said, a proud smile on his face.
"Arthur Weasley?" At Harry's nod he continued. "Good for him. The least corruptible man I can possibly think of. I do believe he will serve us well." He said. As they approached the floo area, Snape looked into the eyes of the Head Auror carefully.
"Potter, it goes without saying-"
"Forget it, Professor." He said, cutting Snape off. "I would never breath a word of it to anyone. That man will be gone from this world tomorrow, not a moment too soon, if you ask me. Hermione doesn't need to know." They shared a nod with each other. Harry leaned in and spoke quietly. "Just one thing. If I had any doubts about how you would treat and protect Hermione, trust me, you just firmly cemented your place with her. I trust she's in good hands with you." He said. They shook hands as Severus thanked the former student trying to maintain his gruff, unfeeling exterior, while his heart swelled slightly, before they both headed their separate ways, back to their families.

A/N
So did we enjoy Sev going all 'Girl With the Dragon Tattoo'? it was a little tricky to write... My work buddy that helps me piece all this together wanted it to be much more graphic and gory, but I just couldn't make it work that way... I hope I did it justice. So where do we go from here? I do believe there will be a wedding soon... and how does one Severus Snape handle a pregnant witch? Hmm, we shall see i suppose. Any requests for the wedding or the epilogue?????
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