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Marriage Law	By : teshara Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 12493 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Marriage Law
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- 4-4
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- 6-6
- 7-7
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- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
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AN: Scarlet Women has been yanked from ff.net. If you want
to read it you have to go to my site. It will be eventually updated.

I don�t know how people feel about the religious stuff, but
I saw it as a part of Severus� childhood. Please comment on it, I�d really like
to know how you feel.

I am not using this fic to promote religion, I saw Severus
as Russian Orthodox who had left the church and done bad things. It is an
Interesting Twist to the Plotline. This is not my religion. If I am making any
major blunders, please tell me.

Marriage Law Chapter 23

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The house elf, Sloozhanka buttoned the back of Hermiones
deep red velvet dress robes. Hermione wasn�t sure where they came from;
Severus� mother was at least a head taller than she was.

Hermione felt the last hook clasp behind her neck and she
sat down on the stool in front of her stone vanity.

�I�m really sorry for the inconvenience,� apologized
Hermione to the little elf.

�No need for sorry,� said Sloozhanka in a thick Russian accent.
�Is a pleasure to help madam prepare for ballet.�

Hermione did approve of the fact that Sloozhanka wore the
Snape uniform. It was pretty much a scaled down version of wizards robes with
each color corresponding to a section of the household. Sloozhankas were blue
because she was considered household staff. It made Hermione feel as if
Sloozhanka was at least cared for.

The small elf waved a wand over Hermiones head and she
watched as her curls tamed down to ringlets and the elf clipped her hair into
place with a bronze barrette inlaid with red gems. Hermione was pleased to know
at least here, elves were allowed wands because they were considered tools.

�Madame has such pretty hair,� Sloozhanka said, arranging
the curls.

�When it behaves itself,� said Hermione. �Which is rarely.�

�I could do your madams everyday,� the elf said, giving
Hermiones hair a final pat.

�I don�t think that�s necessary,� said Hermione. �I keep odd
hours anyway.�

�If you decide otherwise pull the silver tassel near the
bed,� said Sloozhanka. �You can summon me that way.� She hopped off the
footstool she was standing on. �I think madam is ready.�

Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. Her deep burgundy robes
were high necked. Small beaded flowers in black crystal decorated the front.
Her hair was pulled behind her head, but it fell free, long curls snaking their
way over her shoulders.

�Thank you,� said Hermione and the elf bowed out of the
room. At least some of the elves weren�t afraid to be freed, although the
bowing would have to go.

Severus popped his head into her rooms and Hermione turned
to face him.

Severus felt his body stop as she turned, one perfect moment
etched forever in his mind. He felt as if ice had caught flame in his vei/p>
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Her skin glowed golden in the amber shaded hurricane lamps,
completely flawless. The color of the dress brought out the amber highlights in
her hair, as he had suspected. The rubies in her hair glittered in the
flickering light and the heavy robes slid across the stone floor in a perfect
swishing motion. Severus felt his chest tighten.

Hermione looked at Severus. His hair was once again tied
back, this time with a burgundy ribbon that matched her dress. His layered silk
black robes were short in front showing his black silk trousers, leather boots
and white frilled shirt. The rest of his robes trailed behind him. He had a
soft, open look on his face and she felt her knees go weak.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly and Hermione began to giggle.

�What�s so funny?� he asked.

�You need a three pointed hat and an eye patch,� Hermione
giggled.

�Arrr,� Severus indulged himself. �Jewels for milady?� He
opened a wooden box and a pair of ruby earrings matching her dress lay inside
on a pillow of purple satin.

�Wow,� Hermione whispered. She looked at Severus.

�You should put them on,� said Severus. �We need to get
going.�

Hermione fastened the rubies to her ears and Severus helped
her into a new black fur cloak.

�I doubt it will be chilly,� said Hermione. �I�m dressed
awfully warm for summer, especially with the sun out.�

�The theatre will be cooled so people would be comfortable
in more formal attire,� Severus said. He offered her his arm and they walked
down to the ballroom to floo to the theatre.

Charlie whistled at them as the passed by the door to the
den.

Hermione paused and looked in the door at him. He was
reading a book with one leg flung over the arm of a red chair. His green
t-shirt, bare feet and jeans with a hole in one knee was a drastic opposite to
Hermione and Severus.

�What are you going to see?� asked Charlie.

�Faust,� said Severus. Charlie bit his bottom lip and tried
to look innocent.

�I hear it�s lovely,� Charlie said, sneaking a look at
Hermione. She hadn�t the faintest.

�It happened to be what was playing,� snarled Severus.
Hermione looked at him oddly but was afraid to ask. She�d find out soon enough.

***

Hermione watched the tragedy unfold as a decent man fell to
darkness and embraced depravity. She watched Faust kill his potion-seduced
love�s brother because he threatened to keep them apart. When he ran to Walpurgis Night she grinned at
the prancing mythical creatures. When Hermione saw his love, her belly full of
child on trial for his crimes she scowled. When death comes in the end his love
follows the light and he falls to the abyss.

Hermione felt Severus slip a handkerchief in her hand as she
was trying not to cry. She sniffled as she took it and dabbed at the tears
leaking from her eyes.

Severus tried not to smirk. She was moved by the piece. He
hoped she would enjoy dinner.

Perhaps he was getting his hopes up.

***

Hermione and Severus sat on the third balcony level of a
wizarding restaurant. The food was French and small plates of food kept
appearing in front of Hermione as she finished the few bites it allowed her.

�How many courses are there?� asked Hermione. wat watched as
the wine in her glass refilled itself. This could be dangerous.

�I�m not sure,� said Severus. �Fifteen?�

�Good Lord,� said Hermione.

***

Hermione and Severus stumbled across the dim ballroom floor
giggling, the only light from a doorway and a soft glow from above.

�Shhh,� warned Severus, stopping suddenly. �Gonna wake
whatzizface.�

�Charlie?� giggled Hermione.

�Tha�s him,� said Severus raising his finger. He looked at
it. He moved it back and fourth, watching it. �How many fingers am I holding
up?�

Hermione grabbed his finger and pushed his hand down.
�Shhh,� she said.

�That�s what I
said,� said Severus.

Hermione looked down at her feet.

�This floor is incredible, by the way,� she said.

�I used to dance in here as a child,� said Severus,
shuffling his feet and making the waves seem to rise a few inches. Hermione
grinned at him.

�Your mother probably thought it was adorable,� said
Hermione.

�My mother always thinks I�m adorable,� said Severus. �The
woman has a very loose grip on reality.�

�I like your mother,� said Hermione making a face at him,
watching him dance a little jig, causing the floor to wave into an �S� pattern
under him. �You must have had a lot of time on your hands.�

�You�d be amazed,� said Severus. �Tango!� he cried suddenly.
He seized her hands and spun her around.

It probably would have helped if Hermione knew how to tango.
It also would have helped if her thick robes didn�t have a train. Her legs were
almost immediately bound together and she stumbled into Severus. They fell to
the floor.

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�Perhaps that wasn�t the best idea,� said Severus, on his
back staring at the ceiling. It was inset with crystals in the shape of
constellations that glowed softly in the dark room. He shook his head slightly
and the universe spun.

�Imagine that,� said Hermione sitting up and rubbing her
head. Severus looked at her quizzically. �You elbowed me.�

�In the head?� asked Severus, still lying on the ballroom
floor. �How did I do that?�

�Damned if I know,� said Hermione laying beside him and
staring at the ceiling. �Wow, that�s pretty.�

�My grandpapa enchanted it to glow. Before that it was just
stone in the ceiling,� said Severus. Then he raised himself on one elbow and
kissed her. Then he lay back down beside her.

Hermione was stunned. She chanced a glance at him, but he
seemed to still be examining the galaxy.

What was that and where did it come from? He must have had
too much wine, she decided.

Dear God, he had consumed a lot of wine this evening. He lay
back staring at the ceiling. Well she hadn�t screamed. Perhaps she was stunned.
He was 23 years her senior. He would have to apologize for his inappropriate
behavior tomorrow, but until then perhaps he could figure out how to kiss her
again.

He started as her face appeared above his, blocking his
view. Before he could begin apologizing she pressed her lips to his. Then she
lay next to him and snuggled against his side.

She was beautiful, and either she had way too much wine, or
she actually fancied him. His head swam. His groin tightened. She was a pretty
girl, very smart, his parents liked her- this was madness. If the marriage was
consummated he would never agree to divorce.

Hermione laid a hand on his chest. He had kissed her. She
had worked up her nerve and kissed him. Now he was just laying there. Maybe he
hadn�t liked it when he kissed her and was repulsed now? She wondered whether
she should remove her hand from his chest when he turned on his side and pressed
his lips to hers once again.

She shyly reached a hand up and placed it on the side of his
face. It was smooth from being freshly shaven and he smelled like sandalwood.
He drew a single finger down her jaw line. She shivered.

�This is a very inappropriate place for this,� whispered
Severus, feeling a lot more alert.

�Where should we go?� asked Hermione. She was a little
afraid of where this was going to lead. The morning he had spooned her she had
awoken aroused and ready for him, now that she had given it a little thought
she was a little afraid.

What if he led her down to the dungeons? What if he hurt
her? Perhaps the wine was making her paranoid. She had spent enough time with
him to know he had no intention of harming anyone without being provoked.

�Perhaps my room?� Severus thought his voice sounded a
little high. Hermione didn�t seem to notice.

�Alright,� she said softly. Hermione was glad it was dark so
Severus couldn�t see how red her face was.

He rose to his feet and held a hand out to her. She
struggled to her feet under her voluminous robes and straightened skirts.

�You truly look beautiful,� said Severus looking down on
her, and he meant it.

She bowed her head and Severus imagined she blushed
prettily. He leaned down to kiss her again and felt her arms encircle his
waist. He tried to avoid pressing his erection into her. She jumped a little as
she embraced him, but gently began pressing into him trying to appear bold.

He opened his eyes and looked at her kissing him. He parted
his lips a little and flicked at her lips with his tongue.

Her eyes flew open to see him looking at her. She snaked a
hand down to his buttocks and deepened their kiss.

Severus groaned. He knew she was a virgin, but should have
known br thr than to think she had never engaged in a few heavy petting
sessions during her time at Hogwarts. At least she wasn�t shy once she got
going.

Hermione�s mind went completely blank. Her head was light
from all the wine, her body felt like it was in overdrive, and Severus was obviously
attracted to her. She heard him groan and she broke their kiss. Severus saw her
catch her breath and was surprised when she went for his collar and began
kissing and nipping at his neck.

�Bedroom,� he gasped out. It seemed God had finally forgiven
him after all and it was time for a bit of rewarding.

***

Severus saw in the low light of his bedroom Hermione was
flushed a most bewitching color. Apparently the elves had felt the robes would
not hang right without the proper undergarments and had adorned Hermione in
bloomers and a white sparse undershirt. Severus felt his mind catch fire.

It had taken him forever to undo the hundred little buttons
up the back of her dress. He had felt too tipsy to wield his wand at her and
had undone them by hand. He made a mental note to have his own clothing altered
with snaps.

He undid the three buttons to his robes and they slid
heavily to the floor. He leaned down to kiss her as her undid his trousers and
they fell. He was wearing more old fashioned under things as well, his pants
reaching halfway to his knees. He broke their kiss and pulled his shirt over
his head.

Severus reached out and took Hermiones hand. He kissed the
back of it and led her to the bed.

�We don�t hao goo go any further than you want to,� he said
gently, propped up on one elbow, turned on his side to face her as she slid
under the green sheets beside him.

�I�ll keep that in mind,� said Hermione as she wrapped a leg
around him and pressed her lips to his. Her lips moved down the side of his face
to his bare shoulder and she squeezed his hip with her hand.

�Perhaps this wasn�t the best idea,� said Severus, instantly
regretting the whole thing. He couldn�t control himself much longer. She was
young and sweet and the wine was buzzing around his head.

�Why?� said Hermione, pulling back from him. He had changed
his mind. He really didn�t want her.

�I don�t know if I�ll be able to control myself,� he said
through clenched teeth.

�Do you promise?� she whispered in his ear and traced a
trail down his back with her fingernails. She blushed at her own words. The
wine had made her perhaps a littoo too bold.

He slid a hand under her under shirt and caressed one of her
breasts.

�I would like to kiss you here,� he said. She nodded at him shyly
and helped him take her under shirt off. She buried her fingers in his hair as
he kissed and caressed her small breasts.

Severus felt Hermione wrap her legs around his waist. He
even dared to place a hand on her bum and rubbed his mid-section into her.

�Take your pants off, Severus� Hermione sighed as he nibbled
at her.

�Hermione-,� Severus began.

es'> �We�re married,
Severus,� said Hermione.

�If we do that we have to stay married,� said Severus.

�Take your pants off, Severus,� Hermione squirmed against
him.

Severus pulled her bloomers down roughly, startling
Hermione. He began kissing her so gently and sweetly between her thighs
Hermione felt her back arch and her hands grasp the sheets. He was under the
covers, so Hermione knew he couldn�t really see anything and he was probably
struggling with his pants.

She felt him rise and lay on her, something soft and
persistent nudging her between her legs.

�Hermione, I need this,� moaned Severus into her hair. He
felt the beads of sweat forming in his brow as he fought his instinct to plunge
into her. He felt himself slide around in her slippery wetness and felt the
small dip where he wanted to plunge violently.

�Oh God, Severus,� Hermione burst out; eyes squeezed shut as
he nudged her where she wanted him the most. �Fuck me.�

He was taken over the edge by her obscenity. He tried not to
hurt her as he entered her, but he�d never had a virgin before and wasn�t sure
what he was doing. Thankfully, she placed both her hands on his hips and
directed him.

Once he was entirely inside her she began moving against him
in a steady rhythm. He squeezed his eyes shut and opened them wide. She was
still there. This wasn�t a dream. This sweet, intelligent, charming, beautiful,
virginal woman was out of control and moaning on the end of him.

Something in him broke and he threw himself on top of her.
Hermione started as he pressed his teeth into her shoulder firmly, wit without
causing her any real pain and began grinding himself into her in a circular
pattern.

Hermione cried out, but Severus was delighted to hear her
scream his name and felt her hands frantically running over his back and
buttocks.

�My God, I want to make you come,� growled Severus in her
ear. Not knowing where his boldness came from.

�A little to the left,� said Hermione through clenched
teeth, before kissing him violently and bucking up to meet him.

Severus shifted slightly and he heard Hermione begin a low
cry underneath him. He moved faster. He moved his mouth near her ear and began
talking to her in a voice that sounded like the caressing of velvet.

�I want to hear you, my love. Come for me. I�ll keep doing
good things for you if you do as I say,� he whispered gently as he pounded into
her.

Severus heard her cry out loudly and shudder. He slowed
down, but kept moving inside her. �Did you come?� he asked her, nuzzling her
neck.

�Yes,� she said, trying to catch her breath. �Thank you.�

�Good,� he purred at her. He contd a d a steady rhythm on
her, placing soft kisses on her shoulders. He rose and placed his lips firmly
on hers when he climaxed.

Severus collapsed on her, leaning his head to the side so he
didn�t smother her. Did she even comprehend that their marriage had been
consummated? Would she want to back out tomorrow?

Hermione opened her eyes and looked at Severus. She ran a
finger over the little worry crease between his eyebrows.

�What�s wrong?� asked Hermione.

�I�m wondering if you�re going to regret this tomorrow,�
said Severus, truthfully.

Hermione leaned over and kissed the end of his nose.

�I regretted not taking advantage of you the morning you
tortured me,� said Hermione giggling and sinking under the covers.

�You little vixen, you were awake?� asked Severus, sliding
out of her and placing a washcloth he had on his bedside table between her
legs.

�How was I supposed to sleep through that?� asked Hermione,
reaching for him and cuddling near to him as he lay back on the bed. He felt
his member twitch. It seemed someone had a mind to make up for lost time.

Severus turned her on her side and spooned her like he had
that morning. Hermione was surprised to feel him ready again and pressing into
her lower back. She snuggled back into him and he inhaled the scent of her
hair.

He felt her take him in hand, as it were, and impaled
herself on him. She moved her hips in small circles and heard him groan as he
let his breath out.

Severus feimseimself slide into her easily and imagined she
would probably be tremendously sore tomorrow. He should rise early and make her
a healing potion. Then he�d have the opportunity to begin acting out all his
fantasies on her. An image of Hermione on her knees in her Hogwarts uniform
servicing his member swam before him and he felt himself explode deep inside
her, completely lost in his fantasy.

The second he regained himself he felt guilty. What a
perverse thought. He had no idea where it came from and felt instantly
embarrassed.

Suddenly the reality of what had happened dawned on him.

Severus looked down at his wife, withdrawing him and placing
the towel gently between her legs. She snuggled back against him and sighed
contentedly. She took one of his arms and wrapped it around her. He relaxed
against her form and felt his heart beat against her.

She really was lovely.

Dumbledore was going to kill him.
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