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Hermione just stood there looking at the doorway where her parents had just been. Snape did not allow her to stand there for long. He tapped her on the shoulder bringing her attention back to him and her surroundings. For the first time she realized that other people were in the room with her and Professor Snape. They were all men. She felt her nervousness rising and snuck a quick look at Professor Snape.

He quickly looked around the room and then began to remove the Tiara and the headscarf. Without looking at her he began to speak. His tone was not quiet or loud. He didn�t care if he was overheard. �Every man and boy in here is a Single Snape. Each may seek to take you for his bride. I am the only one who can sanction a union.� Snape unclasped her cloak and pulled it from her shoulders. He threw it over the back of the chair her mother had been sitting in.

Hermione felt exposed. She hadn�t realized until he removed the cloak that the dress had such a low cut or that it was so tight. Nothing was hidden. She caught sight of herself in a mirror and gasped. That definitely didn�t look like the girl that spent all of her time in the library and harassing her friends to study.

Snape continued, �They will not come to you and ask your permission. You are now bound to the Snapes. Noone in this room may marry until you are married. Once your contract is filled another contractee may be obtained either for an individual or for the clan. I chose the binding to the clan rather than an individual. Most of the men in here are currently contracted to pure bloods. I am the only member who is technically single at this point in time. However, their contracts are not blood binding as yours was, and is therefore breakable. Each man or boy seeks to form new alliances if the Marriage law is passed, whether it be with you or some other.

When you are contracted to a clan it is a "get acquainted period". They may touch you but not harm you. No one is allowed to get truly intimate with you. The Magical Chastity Belt protects you from them. For now.

Make no mistake one of the men in this room will be the father of your children.� At her quick gasp, he leaned in closer and whispered just for her ears. �It just remains to be seen which one.� Straightening up he said, �Your opinion will hold no sway over my choice. However their actions toward you will.�

�Are you ready to meet your mate and complete the bonding?�

Hermione�s eyes enlarged. She didn�t like the sound of this and was unsure of what was to happen next. She started to ask or do something, anything to delay this, but Professor Snape wasn�t really asking a question. He made a motion toward the assembled men and the oldest man in the room starting walking up to them.

The older man was shorter than Severus, but the eyes were definitely the same. He was a little stocky and exuded power, money, and aristocracy. Hermione decided quickly that this had to be Severus father. As he approached, Professor Snape stiffened slightly but stepped to Hermione�s side to give the man access.

Professor Snape verified her guess, �Allow me to present to you Sebastian Snape, my father. He is the true Patriach of our family�

Hermione threw Professor Snape a bewildered look. Without lowering his voice he answered the unspoken question.

"I am acting Head of the Family for your binding. I insisted upon it. When I was married, my father chose a less---clinical---way of removing my wifes maidenhead." Hermiones' eyes widened and looked at the older man. The old pervert.

"Yes. My wife was very," Snape pauses looking for the correct word, "forceful in the correcting of a wrong she perceived to have been committed on her. My father has been incapable of having relations since that time." Snape had a definite gleam in his eyes as he looked at his father. "Knowing your sensibilites I thought it would be safer, for my father, if I performed the ceremony in the way I thought it should be handled. He agreed, reluctantly, in exchange for my help in trying to remove the curse. It is rare a curse should outlive the originator, but Danielle was truly a special witch."

Before he finished speaking Snape senior, reached for her hands and she quickly pulled back and looked at Severus. He gave her a quelling look and said, �You were not paying attention. An eligible member of the Snape family may-- in fact must-- touch you. It is part of the binding.�

The older man had been eyeing the girl and she felt a gentle tug on her mind. She knew immediately he was trying to use Legilimency on her. She brought her hand up in front of her face effectively breaking the connection. The older man chuckled loudly.

�Yes, my dear, you are as smart and powerful as they say. That little display back there was worthy of a pure blood. Truthfully, I haven�t seen that much magic from a witch in a good many years if ever.

�It is going to be a pleasure having you in the family. I�m interested to know which one of my family will be worthy enough to claim you.�

He lent in and gave her a kiss on the lips. His tongue probed between her lips and she jumped back as she felt his hand travel to her hip. Into her mind flowed the words, �Relax my dear it is but a part of the bonding process. I must touch the mark with my hand why I am touching you intimately, and since Severus will not allow any touch of a more pleasant, I mean sexual nature, a kiss must suffice.�

Severus pushed him away. He didn't think he had ever trusted the old man.

His father started to argue and quickly quieted. He saw Severus� eyes flash. Without taking his eyes off of his father, a split in the side of Hermione�s gown appeared . Severus� arm was across Hermione�s waist when his father lent back in for a kiss, and his hand unerringly found the magical tattoo. When the connection was made with all points she gasped, and shuddered. The older Snape was sorely tempted to take more liberties, but one look at his son and he knew he would be hexed�.again.

As his mouth left hers and his hand was removed from the tattoo, he almost moaned, �Yes, indeed. There will be one very lucky Snape, and before too long I�d wager. She�s ripe.� With that said the older man bowed and disappeared.

The rest of the men were presented one at a time. They were all dark haired. Most had the dark eyes, and they were all very strong men. Hermione could feel the power in each, as one after another came forward and gave her an intimate kiss while touching her new tattoo. The small electrical shocks that accompanied each kiss and caress was amazing. Hermione had never before felt the sexual urges that she was experiencing one right after the other. Each was a little different.

There were about eight men in all. The ones that stood out were brother to Severus, Solomon Snape and two cousins Shackleford and Serenity. Hermione got the definite impression that Serenity was �light� on his feet and he was the only one of all of the men that could not solicit a response from her. Each man kissed her as they placed the palm of their hand on the mark. Like Snape�s father each bowed and disappeared.

Professor Snape�s arm stayed around her waist. He felt each shudder, each spasm her body enjoyed. He also felt the resentment. She felt like she was being pawed by each of the men.

As the introductions ground to a halt, she dazedly looked around the room and there were five teenagers left and one boy. The first teen to come forward was several years older than her. He was probably the shortest person she had met that evening. He was taller than her petite 5�1� but not by much. He seemed to be full of himself and kind of reminded her of Percy Weasley. His name was Snare Snape. His hand went to the slit in her gown and as he leaned in for his kiss his hand headed south. Hermione was prevented from moving because of Professor Snape�s arms which pinned her arms to her side. However, nothing was stopping her from using her knee.

At the same time the boy leaned in for his kiss Hermione brought her knee up and did some damage �muggle style. He gasped and folded up. He hit the ground with a resounding smack.

Before he could move Professor Snape had also inflicted his brand of punishment and the boy lay writhing on the floor. Then with a flick of his hand the boy was gone. Professor Snape whispered softly. �In the future, you will allow me or another member of my family to dole out the punishments as we see fit. Understand?�

Hermione acknowledged his request and he had the next teen to step forward.

The oldest of the teenagers, the one who had laughed when she kneed the other boy stepped up to her. He still had a smile on his face. Hermione decided that he may have actually been in his 20�s.

He was presented as Zaraus Snape spelled with a �Z�. At her inquiring look, he smirked and said, �My mum ran out of �S� names and used a �Z� or the other explanation was that she was so happy I was her last child that she got drunk and misspelled my name. Either way it makes for an interesting conversation piece in this family.�

Hermione gave a small chuckle.

Professor Snape made an impatient movement. Zaraus never took his eyes off of Hermione but he acknowledged his cousin. �Yes, you want to hurry me up, but I want to enjoy this. I�m afraid it might be the only time I ever get a chance to enjoy Hermione.�

Snape�s body stiffened at his choice of words. Zaraus came forward and at started to kiss her slowly and tenderly and then more passionately. As the kiss deepened, Zaraus�s hand found her tattoo. As soon as he touched the mark, Hermione started to shudder. It was the strongest reaction she had enjoyed tonight.

Professor Snape quickly pulled her back breaking the kiss. This was the only time he had broken a kiss tonight. Hermione wouldn�t have minded on some, she would have even been grateful, but she was enjoying Zaraus� kiss and resented the interference.

Zaraus also didn�t look pleased but resigned. He looked at the professor and stated very clearly. �As I said, probably my only chance.�

After he left there were 2 teenagers and a boy of about 12. Hermione decided without a doubt they were Snape�s sons. The youngest was introduced first. Samuel Snape the youngest of the three boys at only 10 years old. He had the dark hair, but his nose wasn�t as prominent. At 5�5 he topped Hermione by 4 inches. He came up to her and bowed over her hand and then he too stepped closer to her.

Professor Snape had stepped back from Hermione when his son had come forward. He completely removed his arm. The encounters with his sons were to be unimpeded.

Samuel lowered his head the few inches that separated them. He quickly thrust his tongue into her mouth. As he did so his right hand was searching for the slit in the folds of her robes. When his hand finally found the tattoo he started probing her mouth aggressively.

Hermione couldn�t breath and she started to bring her arms up to push him away, when she realized she couldn�t move them. Just as she started to panic from lack of oxygen Samuel stepped back. He was obviously very pleased at Hermione�s supposed response and her flushed face.

The boy stepped away and with a wave from Professor Snape he was gone.

Hermione glared at Professor Snape and shrugged her shoulders which were now free to move. He merely lifted an eyebrow and stated clearly. �I did not wish you to traumatize my son by pushing him away. The male ego at that age is very fragile.� She still didn�t like it. What would he have done if she had passed out from oxygen deprivation? It was possible. She never could hold her breath very well.

Professor Snape only said, �I assure you Hermione, you were in no real danger�.

The next Son was presented. Shanair Snape. He was Hermione�s age. He was also tall and thin but he had the most amazing eyes. They were not Black. They were midnight blue. He had a very pleasant smile. Imagine a Snape with a smile. He did however have the nose. When he stepped close to Hermione he first bent down and smelled her hair. He breathed in deeply. She had a wonderful scent. He could smell each man that had touched her this evening. He could even smell her arousal. She was truly lovely.

His hands came to rest just below her breasts and he slowly slid his hand down each side. When he found the slit in her gown his hand slid over the tattoo. He lowered his head and kissed her neck, and then lower and kissed the tops of her breast, and lower his mouth took the velvet encased nipple into his mouth. Hermione moaned. The sound was ripped from her without conscious thought. His left hand came up to grab the back of her neck to tilt it back so he could have access to her mouth. His tongue plunged into her mouth taking possession of all of her senses. He rubbed her tattoo and that seemed to stimulate her more. She gasped louder and her body started to shudder. He pulled her in close to his chest as the sensations rippled, crested, and subsided..

Hermione was shocked and mortified when she finally regained her senses. She stiffened and started to draw away from him.

Only when she started to stiffen and pull away did Shanair slowly allow her out of the circle of his arms. He made his bow and with a pop he was gone.

The last son was presented, Shaman. He was 18 or 19. He was the closest to Professor Snape in looks and if the stance was anything to go by attitude. He stood silently taking in her flushed face, the shallow breaths, and the downcast eyes. He would have had to have lost the use of his sight, hearing, and olfactory senses to not realize that his brother had just obtained a powerful response from the girl. He resisted the urge to cast a cleansing spell on her. He could smell the other men�s stink all over her.

Shaman didn�t want her while she was still riding on the crest of passion that his brother had introduced. He felt would detract from any response that he could achieve with her. She would probably end up being his mate. He wanted any response she experienced now to come strictly from him.

He somehow had communicated his displeasure to Hermione and she had kept her face turned toward the floor. After several moments, he reached out and gently touched her face. Her chin raised and her eyes turned to his automatically.

He just simply stared ar. r. She felt a delicious heat in her lower belly. It spread until it threatened to consume her. Still she continued to drown as waves of heat washed over her. Her body started shaking, her breath became shallow. Her eyes started to close and he gently stroked her face which brought her eyes back into contact with his. She started to shake harder. Moans were coming out of her mouth and she was mortified (somewhere in her mind). Just when she thought she would shake apart; he reached into the slit of her dress and caressed her tattoo. After watching her response build for a while he brought his mouth down against hers. She literally saw stars as she exploded and collapsed to her knees.

He reached one long arm out and brought her close to his body to prevent her from falling any further.

She soon realized which part of his body she was in the closest proximity too. She started to move, but for a few heartbeats he held her in the submissive position. Her hot breath on his length was very arousing. In a few more moments, he slowly helped her to her feet. He sketched a bow and with an almost silent pop he was gone.

She noticed the silence in the room was loud. She turned around and met her Professor�s eyes. He indicated she should take a seat on the sofa and a tea service appeared in front of her. Without saying a word he indicated that Hermione was to pour for both of them.

He settled back and watched her choose a lemon biscuit. He certainly hoped that she didn�t have a lemon problem. He would have chosen someone else if he had known. Maybe. The girl had definitely held up well tonight. He was giving her a few minutes to compose herself.

�You are very composed for a 14 going on 16 year old. Someday you must tell me about the year you spent in the past. Albus refused to say very much . He seemed to think that it would change the future�our future.�

Hermione knew a comment other than a nod was not needed at that time so she just continued to sip her tea.

Her mind refused to go over the details of the day. For once in her life she was truly living in the moment.

Professor Snape�s voice was very soothing. �When we leave here we will go directly to the Snape Manor. I�m afraid the next 6 weeks may be trying for you. You will not be allowed to leave the manor. You will not be allowed to make any contact with your friends or former family while in residence at Snape Manor. You are required through the binding to spend the next 6 weeks with us with no interfering outside influence. "

Hermione shuddered at his use of "former family".

If visitors arrive, you must do exactly as you are told. You must follow instructions of any member of my family. The men of my family have just pledged to protect you as they would their own, because you are now truly a Snape. Your name is legally changed and the Binding in almost complete.� He paused briefly, gave her a look to make sure she was taking it all in and continued.

�Another requirement of the binding is that you spend so many hours a day in close contact with me or my sons. This contact will not be sexual of nature, but it will be intimate. Skin on skin is the literal translation. This is primarily to reinforce the Snape Family bond. The close proximity to my sons and me will help determine the suitability of your eventual mate. While you cannot control your responses to us we have to exert control over our actions to you.

�The Contractual Ceremony that was performed is ancient and unbreakable, which is the reason I chose it. However, it does have a few drawbacks, none of them in your favor. Some are more obvious than others.

�The spell that was woven into the ceremony, which is manifest in your tattoo, is essentially that mus must submit to the family of Snape. There are some more subtle differences but that is all you need to know at the moment. You must accept your fate. You really have no choice. It will only make it more difficult on yourself if you resist.

�Nothing much more intimate than what took place in this room tonight will occur until a mate is selected for you. Your mind and yes even your heart will submit to any Snape in close proximity to you. That should explain your reactions tonight. Some reactions were more powerful responses than others. It could be from their feelings to you or it could be a reflection of the individual�s magical power. Your responses to them could not have been controlled. Actually will never be controlled by you! That fact will be very difficult for you to accept, but we will all help you.

�Your body, however, bee been magically fortified to repel certain advances. If your body recognized the advances of a family member that family member will receive uncomfortable shocks until the incorrect behavior is modified. If the inappropriate touching comes from a member not of our family they will receive a shock that will immobilize them. You will find very shortly that anyone who does not belong to the Snape family holds no sexual appeal for you. This is a permanent side effect. In the event your husband is killed you will only desire another Snape.� That was a lot of information for her to absorb. He could see her mind processing and sorting. He was confident that she had understood all that he had said thus far.

�Any mistreatment of you on the part of my sons will be dealt with swiftly. Any mistreatment of my sons by you will be dealt with two fold. They may even the score and exact a certain amount of revenge and then I will punish you for disobeying. Do you understand?�

Hermione had been astounded at his lecture. She didn't understand how she could submit to them and yet cause them harm? She had tried to interrupt at least twice. He had held his hand up and she had allowed him to continue.

After a second prompting, she gave him a �Yes, sir�. He quickly added before she could attempt to interrupt him again. �This is your last warning�.YOU. WILL. NOT. INTERRUPT. ME.... WHEN I AM SPEAKING IS THAT CLEAR?�

Hermione was slightly chastised, but still curious. �Yes sir, but...� That was as far as she got before her butt was sticking in the air, the slit pushed to the side so he had an unimpeded shot at her back side. He gave her 5 hard slaps and stopped. �That was for interrupting me just now.�

Hermione had yelled out as the first hand came down on her backside. She had never been physically punished before tonight and this was her second one.

Maybe 3rd�..

�This is for not listening to me when we first got here.� Another 3 slaps landing on her buttocks. These were harder than the first 5. Tears were falling freely from her eyes. She started to kick and buck trying to get off of his lap. Professor Snape easily subdued her. One of his legs had come over her back while she still lay across the other. He transfigured a tea cup into a wooden paddle and spanked her until she was gasping for breath. Her struggling had stopped several minuets ago. Now she was just crying. Hard heart-wracking sobs were coming out of her mouth. She was saying something but he couldn�t make out what it was. It almost sounded like I want my daddy.

Professor Snape had not lost his temper. He knew that as strong willed as she was punishment was inevitable. He was positive that this would not be the only time she would find herself face down over his lap. Her muggle ways must be reshaped to fit into Wizarding society. He knew it was going to be a hard task. Well harder for her than him. He smirked.

"Fighting back or disobedience will result in more pain for you."

He realized that he had been stroking her bottom for the last several minuets. He had no desire for the girl. She was intended for one of his sons. He pulled her skirt back over her bottom and sat her beside him on the couch.

�To continue our conversation; skin on skin contact is required. You will sleep nude each night with a member of my family. There will be minimal sexual contact. With Samuel and Sarah it will just be a cuddle, with the others not much more than a pet here or there, and if you keep the same attitude our contact will occur with my hand to your backside. Do you understand?�

Hermione nodded.

Professor Snape made an irritating sign and she quickly answered, �Yes, sir. I understand.� Snape nodded.

�My sons attend Durmstrang. Shaman is an apprentice to Dark Arts. You will continue to attend Hogwarts at least for the present. You will be unavailable to my sons most of the year so you must spend as much time with them as possible when the situation permits. You must also make as much surface contact as possible. Your attitude and willingness to obey the rules will determine which school you attend. So be on your best behavior.� She nodded and at his look quickly said, �Yes I understand.�

Professor Snape continued. �You will receive wizard etiquette lessons why you are with us. You will also have to learn several dark arts spells that are common to the pure bloods. You are required to stay 6 weeks but I may keep you for as long as required. To recap: your cooperation keeps you at Hogwarts and your ability to learn quickly will get you home in time to spend the last 3 weeks with your parents. �

His tone changed, �Your inability to follow directions will result in punishment. Most of the rules in your new home will be new to you also. You will receive one warning and then a punishment.� Hermione barely got our �Yes sir� before a huge yawn caught her off guard. She blushed at yawning and waited for him to yell at her for bad manners or punish her. When neither came she let out a breath she had been holding.

His lips quirked, �You will soon know what will and what will not anger me. The same as you know in school.�

She looked a little relieved now that he had put it that way. It was something she could figure out chart and keep notes on.

Professor Snape pulled her onto his lap. As she landed she let out a grimace. Her bottom was very sore. His lap seemed awkward, hard. As she realized what she had just thought she froze. Professor Snape secretly enjoyed the wince and the flash of recognition.

�I am a male and I can�t hide my reaction. I also will not apologize for it. I do not, however, plan on acting on it unless I decide to take you for my own. � This was the only reassurance she was going to get.

At her nod of acceptance he placed a hand on her tattoo. As the swirling sensations started he whispered in her hair, �It is time to close the bond.�

With the other hand Severus took the smaller vial of her blood out of his robes and tipped it up to his lips. He took a small sip and then held the vial to her lips. He had to apply some pressure to get her jaws open so he could spill a few drops. She always had to make things difficult. He manipulated her throat so she would swallow. He then placed a drop directly on the tattoo. Instead of writhing in agony, like last time blood touched her tattoo, she was writhing in pleasure.

It was the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced. Her body arched up off of him and she experienced the most amazing orgasm. This one was much more powerful than any of the others. The quaking was becoming painful as her body tried to clench and hold something that was not there.

Severus was chanting an incantation. He was sealing the bond and completing the Magical Chastity belt. He took a few drops and placed on one of his fingers. As the finger touched her folds she arched, strained and went still. She had fainted from orgasmic bliss.
***Thanks to RachelW and Emma G or betaing and being encouraging.

Hope this chapter clears up a few things.

Professor Snape and Hermione are not getting married, yet if ever. She is being contracted into the Snape family. That means any eligible Snape could be her husband. She is already a Snape, she just hasnt' been paired off yet.
and yes...Hermione will remain a virgin until her wedding.
Thanks to all for reviewing and the Potter world is not mine.
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