The Law of Horus | By : Harpy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 16886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: The Law of Horus
Rating: R
Summery: Takes place during Harry’s 6th year. A new law during the summer places Hermione in situation that she doesn’t want to be in. It’s called the Law of Horus, a marriage law to try to save the wizarding world. This law takes her to places that she’s never been before and she finds hope in the most unusual places.
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Chapter Three: The Feather of Truth
When Snape returned to their quarters Remus had already left and Hermione was in near nervous collapse. She hated this law with every r ofr of her being and hated the idea that this was being forced on her. She felt like a horse, sold to breed prize-winning fouls.
“ Are you all right?” Snape asked. She looked at him, shocked that he even cared for what she was feeling.
“ No I’m not,” she told him. “ I hate this.”
“ I know. I hate it to,” he said agreeing. “ To force children on a couple that doesn’t love each other reminds me to much of home.” Hermione looked at him again.
“ Your parents didn’t love each other!”
“ No Hermione they didn’t. They only had me so that the Snape line would continue. When they died, I think they were happy. At least they didn’t have to look at each other.”
Hermione wanted to cry out. This was what it was going to be like, a loveless marriage for the purpose of having a child. The upset feeling was being replaced by anger. She wanted to kill Fudge and all those that had agreed to this. However she had a feeling that it had only been Fudge that had done this.
“ Hermione we don’t have to do this tonight,” Snape told her. “ We can do it some other time.” Hermione opened her mouth to agree, but then the thought of Azkaban hit her along with the image of Malfoy and the thought that he had proven ttherthere was something that she couldn’t do.
“ No, we’ll do it tonight. By the way what is that potion?” Snape looked down at the bottle and then placed it on the table.
“ This is a Temporary Lust Potion,” he explained. “ It gives the drinker the desire for another person for twelve hours. You’ll learn about them when the term starts.” Hermione bit her lip. The idea of spending her wedding night under the effects of a potion wasn’t her idea of romantic. She wit wit with a sudden thought, which happens when you’re scared or about to do something that one day when you’re eighty you wish you hadn’t or had done.
“ I would like to try without the potion. No offence to the person that invented it, but I don’t think I want to be potion induced.” Snape sighed.
“ Very well, but if you find the need, you know where it’s at.” Hermione nodded and then watched as he waved his wand and wards appeared.
“ Got the idea from Dumbledore,” he told her. “ I think extendable ears were the main focus of the idea. It’s a simple charm that will keep them out.”
Hermione felt better knowing that no one would know what happened behind close doors other then them. She walked over to the bed just in time for the lights to go out, plunging the entire room into darkness. She slipped off her socks and shoes and kicked them so that no one would fall in the morning. She looked around, her eyes adjusting to the darkness, wondering where he was. Suddenly he was kissing her again.
It was gentle, parting her lips to allow his tongue to enter. She moaned, clearly showing that she liked him kissing her.
“ If I do anything that you don’t like, tell me.”
“ I will,” she promised. He kissed her again and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing him against her.
For hours he was slow, showing her that this was gentle. He wanted to show that someone cared for her. She gasped and moaned and her body begged him to go faster, but he didn’t. Her desire feed his and the pain when he entered her shocked him completely out of his mind. She was a jewel, exquisite, and felt so good. She cried out and he lost all control. He thrust hard into her, harder then he intended and that only egged her on even more. Suddenly he was on his back and she road him hard, both cried out at the same time. When he poured into her and fell on top of him, shuttering.
“ Oh gods that-.”
“ Wasn’t as bad as you thought.”
“ No it isn’t that. It wasn’t as bad as I thought, true, but gods it was incredible,” she told him. She gave him a loud yawn. “ Oh I’m so tired.” And soon she was fast asleep. He pulled the covers over them, smelling the blood. He hated the smell of it. Especially it was hers. However he soon fell asleep as well.
The next morning Hermione’s internal clock woke her up. She moaned and turned over, putting the pillow over her head. Suddenly a horrible sight met her eyes. Hedwig was looking at her from under the pillow. She screamed, not clearing figuring out at that moment because she was still half-asleep that it was Hedwig. She grabbed her bathrobe, putting it on, and transfigured a baseball bat. At that moment Snape woke up and looked at his wife and then the bat.
“ Don’t move Severus we have an ugly white rat in bed with us.”
Snape got his bathrobe on and slowly removing the pillow the ugly white rat appeared just as she raised her bat to kill it.
“ Hermione don’t kill it!” He showed her the suppose “ ugly white rat.”
“ Hedwig!” Yelled Hermione. “ You almost got your brains smashed in.” Hedwig didn’t like this form of greeting and bit Hermione on the ear before dropping her letter.
“ HARRY POTTER,” screamed Hermione as she entered the Great Hall. Harry and Ron looked at her as she walked up to them. “ I almost killed your owl. And she bit me on the ear.” She put the now encaged Hedwig on the table. She hooted in rage and then Hermione turned and left. An hour later both Hermione and Snape were in Professor Dumbledore’s office.
“ Sorry about your O.W.L results being so late,” he told her. “ But with everything that had happened, it made delivering them impossible. So did you have a pleasant night?”
“ Um very,” replied Hermione, blushing.
Dumbledore smiled at her and then Hermione opened her letter. She read:
Dear Mrs. Snape,
You took your O.W.L’S at the middle of June and here are the results.
Arithmancy = O
Astrology = O
Care of Magical Creatures= O
Charms= O
Defense Against the Dark Arts= O
Herbology= O
History of Magic= O
Potions = O
Study of Ancient Runes= O
Transfiguration= O
Total O.W.L score = 12
Since you have O’s all down you may drop any course that you want.
Sincerely,
Griselda Marchbanks
Wizarding Examination Authority.
Hermione looked at both wizards a big smile on her face. She had done it, she had proven that it took more then blood to make a good witch.
“ So what carrier did you choose to go into Hermione?” Asked Snape.
“ I think I want to be a Potion Mistress,” she informed him. He couldn’t help it. He beamed.
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