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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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So a little wrapping up, a little lemony, a little sappy. Some good things in this chapter, right here.

Over the months that had followed her kidnapping, Lorelei's nightmares had tapered off. When they hadn't ended right away, Hermione had panicked, thinking that somehow, she would still be in danger. Then, slowly but surely, the nightmares had ended. Although this did wonderful things for his pregnant fiance's nerves, it didn't do much good for Severus's sex life.
It had been 3 months since Kingsley and Heinrich had been captured. Heinrich had been given the Kiss, and Kingsley had awaited a trial. The headline of the Daily Prophet had caught many off guard, but had brought into question many of the shady dealings of the long corrupted Ministry.

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The trial had started, and due to the nature of the crimes committed, all suspects and witnesses we're questioned under veritaserum. Needless to say, the fallout was astronomical. 8 Ministry officials and department heads had ended up being brought up on charges and sentenced for their contributions, with 4 more still pending investigation. Kingsley's trial was swift and his imprisonment guaranteed. Severus had suggested that they not attend after giving their own testimonies, but Hermione had fought hard.
"That man is solely responsible for my being gone for five years. That man is the reason that I missed the opportunity to live my life the way I wanted. That man is the reason that we aren't already married." Here she got choked up, trying hard and failing at keeping her emotions in. "He is the reason that I will always look over my shoulder. He is the reason that I will never trust another person fully, outside of you. He is the reason that I was attacked and brutalized in the worst way imaginable. He's the reason I fear for my children and the world they will grow up in. We will be there. End of story."
The tears fell freely from her glassy eyes, eyes full of a thousand terrors and a thousand nightmares. She still had them, he knew. Nights when she couldn't stand to be held, couldn't handle his arm around her waist or his breath on her neck. Nights when she would attack him in her sleep, only to wake up weeping.
He carefully took her hand in his, placing a kiss to her knuckles. "Then be there, we shall." He said softly.
A recap of the charges had been offered at his sentencing. 34 counts of corruption, 58 counts of bribery, 41 counts of embezzlement, 87 counts of extortion, 10 counts of reckless endangerment, and a slew of charges ranging from assault and rape to identity theft and impersonating a Ministry official. The Wizengamot had been shocked and appalled at the behavior of their Minister and had quickly doled out his punishment.
An old wizard in fastidiously groomed black robes had stood before the open court of nearly 2 thousand, cast a sonorous charm and cleared his throat.
"We are truly disturbed by the things we have learned these past weeks. To find one that is meant to uphold our laws and ideals as a people, but is actually one of the most corrupt and debauched wizards to ever grace this position is, needless to say, a sad and trying experience. We, the elder members of the Wizengamot, find Kingsley Shacklebot guilty on all counts. I will not lie, we had some trouble deciding on his sentencing. As many of you know, we must come to a unanimous decision and we were quite torn choosing between the Kiss and life imprisonment in Azkaban." Kingsley began shaking nervously in his binds, unsure of just which option would be worse and awaiting his fate.
" After further deliberation, we decided that the Kiss would not do you justice, Minister. You are hereby sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban prison with no possibility of parole." A cheer rose up from the crowd and the wizard raised his hands to silence their excitement. "Let us always remember what has happened here today. There will be changes made in the election process of Ministry officials. From this day forward, all persons wishing to serve the wizarding world in a Ministry position will submit to questioning with the use of veritaserum. There will be no exceptions. Let us learn from the mistakes of our past and keep the corruption out."
Draco and his husband David Marcum had thrown quite a lavish party at the newly renovated Malfoy Manor to celebrate the sentencing. It was like a completely different place from the estate that had once housed the most terrible despot in all the wizarding world. Everyone who was anyone was there. Connections were being made and old friends were toasting with the best of them. Of course, Severus and Hermione had merely made an appearance before heading back to the castle to celebrate on there own.

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At six months pregnant, Hermione was no longer exhausted every minute of the day, and found it much easier to keep up with her almost 2-year-old. She was showing and looking every inch the glowing, expectant mother. Severus could not be more attracted to her. Things had finally calmed down from the trial, and the family had finally found their 'groove'. They traded off most classes, being able to spend time with Lorelei and avoiding leaving her with Mipsy most of the time.
Severus had been overcome with excitement in preparation for the new baby. He had diligently read everything he could find about pregnancy and childbirth, preparing himself for what was to come. Even though it was her second pregnancy, he knew what she was going through before the thought had even occurred to Hermione.
When her feet began to swell, he would set her in a squashy armchair with her feet in his lap, as he rubbed them with a special lotion he had brewed her with mint and chamomile in it. When she'd had a long day and was developing a migraine, he would dim the lights, giver her some peppermint tea, and rub her back until she felt nearly boneless. When she was craving something random at 2 in the morning, he would usually head to the kitchens himself to get it, rather than wake the elves by floo, though they had gotten used to it quickly.
But when her hormones struck, and she had a distinctly different urge for him, he was known to be quite... Accommodating. Even during the middle of a seventh year potions class. Thankfully, that particular occasion had been during a study and writing assignment, and was easily taken care of. He remembered it very fondly.
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"Professor Snape, might I have a word with you for a moment. It is... Quite urgent." Her voice had dropped on the last 2 words.
"Certainly, Professor Granger. Alright, continue with the assignment. If you don't, I will know." He sneered at the class. They had gone through his office to their private chambers, Hermione tearing at his cloak the whole way. When it dropped to the floor, she began working at the buttons on his trousers and he pulled her hands away.
"I do believe I can handle this part. Perhaps you should start on your own clothing." He purred into her ear.
"No need." She murmured sexily, before dropping her robes. There she stood before him, wearing nothing but that sexy smirk which never failed to get his blood pumping. His breath caught and a growl escaped him. He waved his hand, divestoing his clothes, before pouncing on her and carefully pulling her on top of him on the bed. She attacked his mouth with fervor, sucking his tongue into her mouth and exploring. She moaned at the feel of his hands caressing her thighs and his length rubbing against her heated core.
He ran a finger up along her spine and spoke in his low, silky voice, "Ride me, witch." She very nearly came on the spot, as a shiver went through her at the sound of what she called his 'sex voice', and impaled herself on his aching, hard cock.
"Oh, fuck! Gods, Sev- feels so good." She moaned.
"I will never tire of just how perfect you feel wrapped around me, love." He said, deeply. He groaned as she twisted her hips and began to ride him in earnest. She let out a soft sigh as he began stroking her sensitive breasts and the turgid nipples.
"You know how much I love that. Oh, Severus!" He could feel the quivering of her inner walls already and knew that he wouldn't be far behind. His left hand made the short trek south, running a single finger along the bump of their child, before coming to rest at the place they were joined. Hermione knew what was coming, and began to grind herself, swirling her hips and pushing his thick length into her cervix, as he began to strum her aching clit.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck- oh God's! Yes- oh please! Severus!"
"That's right, witch. Feel my hard cock, Hermione. Fuck! Ride me hard!" He said on a groan, his left thumb still playing with her clit. "Gods, Hermione! I feel your pussy fluttering over me. Sweet Circe, witch. Cum for me love. Cum hard and tell everyone in this castle who makes you feel like this!"
Hermione let out a wail of completion, throwing her head back, as her pussy gripped him hard, clasping and releasing, massaging his orgasm from the depths of his gut, and his cum shot from him in thick ropes, deep inside her.
As they caught their breath, he realized he was in the middle of a class and should probably be getting back.
"Thank you, love. But I should probably go check on the students I left in my classroom. They should be nearly done with the assignment about now." She had giggled at his statement.
"I'm sorry, Severus. I just... I don't know what came over me." She blushed.
"I do. Gods bless pregnancy hormones." He purred into her ear, before kissing her neck and petting her belly.
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But not all aspects of her pregnancy we're enjoyable for the dark man. Her distinctly 'Hermione-esque' anxiety surrounding the planning of their wedding was beginning to get to him.
He had sat through the many ramblings on which flowers to choose, who to invite, where to hold the reception, before he had lost his patience regarding her dress.
"I'm going to look like a damned whale! I can't possibly wear white and every girl wants to wear white on her wedding day!" She said, tears shining in her eyes.
"Enough, woman!" He bellowed. "You will not look like a whale. You will be absolutely gorgeous. I couldn't care less what color you have on or what style it is, or how you wear your hair. You will look perfect, no matter what you choose. If you want to wear white, then wear it. Bollocks to anyone who says anything about it. This is to be our wedding. Our special day. And anyone who tries to ruin it, well they can all just go bugger off." He said, gathering her into his arms and settling her on his lap more comfortably. He stroked her hair as her head rested against his chest and his soothing voice rumbled out.
"I think a selection of moonflowers, teal Picasso and perhaps some black star and even white Calla Lilies will be lovely. If we are having our ceremony by the black lake, I think the great Hall would be fine for a reception, perhaps done up the way they do the yule ball. As for who comes, I don't care. As long as I have you and Lorelei there, I will be a very happy man." He told her as he rubbed circles on her back. "Now can we stop all this nonsense, and relax and enjoy our evening?"
Hermione snuggled deeper into his arms and said "I love you, Severus. Thank you for handling my anxiety. And I think all of that sounds perfect. When should we do it?"
"Well, it's already February, this little one is due in April, " he said, running his fingers over her protruding form. "Perhaps... 3 weeks. Will that be enough time? I would like it done as soon as possible."
"3 weeks?! But Severus, why?"
"Well, you'll be in your third trimester, but not so far that you can't do anything. You'll still be able to travel if we choose to have a honeymoon, though I think it might be best to wait until after the birth. It won't interfere with exams or classes, if we do it on a weekend. The only problem is that all the students will be here, but I doubt you have any issue with that anyway." He said, still holding her close to his heart.
"3 weeks. Right. Well, I suppose I could have Neville help get the flowers together. That shouldn't be a problem. I know Minerva would be able to help get the invitations out quickly and probably set everything up for the ceremony and reception. Ginny and Molly will be thrilled to help with the dresses and whatnot. Yes. I should think 3 weeks will be no problem at all." She said with a content smile, finally glad to have things dealt with.
"So who will be standing with you?" Severus asked.
"Ginny will be my maid of honor, Harry and Ron will be my best men... It seemed nicer than calling them bridesmaids." She said with a giggle.
"Oh Gods. Please make them wear some monstrosity of a color at the very least. Think of it as your wedding gift to me." He smirked at the thought of the two-headed bane of his existence in some awful puce robes.
"I'll think about it." She chuckled into his chest. "Arthur will be giving me away." She said quietly, covering a yawn. "He was always a bit like a second father to me."
"I think that sounds perfect, love" he rumbled, placing a soft kiss to the top of her head.
"And who will stand up with you, Severus?" She questioned him, beginning to slur her words as she began to succumb to drowsiness.
"Draco will likely be my best man. I'll probably have David and perhaps Fillius stand with me also. It's funny, but I never thought I would need someone to stand up at a wedding for me, but before the war ended the way it did, I would have said Albus and Kingsley. Suppose that won't work."
"I'm sorry, darling." She placed a kiss just over his heart. "I think our wedding will be perfect. A winter wedding. How lovely." She said dreamily, as she finally drifted off to sleep. Severus couldn't agree more. With Hermione joining to him, the day couldn't possibly get any better.

A/N
Ok, guys. It's coming. I feel it. The end is near and I'm really sad about it... I really want to know what you guys hope to see in this couple's future... the epilogue is already somewhat penciled out in my mind, I definitely have a few ideas on things I want to see, but what about you, my lovely readers?
Book_Addict_89 I swear, I'm not ignoring you! Thank you for your continued readership and reviews! I know, that one was mean, but I did have both chapters up the same night. And I hope you enjoyed how Snape is handling things with his 'little women'. I think it sounds about right... researching all he can, and just generally holding shit down, right?
FrancineHibiscus Agreed! Sure, we shouldn't like seeing someone beat the everliving hell out of someone, right? But that guy had it coming and then some. At least he had a back up to pull him off the guy so he didn't kill him, you know?

As always, R+R my beautiful fans!
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