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Brown Eyed Girl

Chapter 5
Hermione spend most of Saturday with Sandra. They�d finalised the transfiguration spell for the phials that would contain the dampening potion. It dampened the victim�s magic for fifteen minutes, thus making most wizards and witches relatively harmless as far as magic was concerned.
�Is that it, can you patent it now?� Hermione asked excitedly.
�Not yet, there�s one more thing I want to do. There are still many clusters of Death Eaters out there Hermione, and the Order is struggling to find ways to capture them without incurring any fatalities. If I �or we, can find a way to make the phials disintegrate with a remote password, we can train owls to deliver them, the phials being disguised as other objects, only to transform back to their original state when they come into contact with the recipients. We can send them to certain locations en-mass, thus dampening the magic of those Death Eater clusters before the Order goes in and captures them. What do you think?�

Hermione sat down, stunned at the magnitude of the plan Sandra must have spent months thinking about. �I think you are my hero Sandra Parvus. It�s a brilliant idea. Have you had any thoughts on how to go about it?�

�Not yet, Severus kind of arrived on the scene before I got that far.�
�What about adapting the �Diffindo� charm. If there was a way to slice the phials open without being in the vicinity. Or �Evenesco�. If it could be applied to the phial and not the potion.� Hermione was really talking to herself now.
Sandra knew that look well on her friend. It mirrored her own many a time. She smiled and shook her head; know Hermione would be impervious to anything she said from now on. Wait, that�s it. �Hermione you are brilliant my girl. You�ve got it.�

�I have? What have I got?� Hermione was startled out of her musings at Sandra�s sudden shout.
�Impervius. We make new phials from parchment, parchment that has been charmed with the impervious spell. As soon as they are transfigured back from their disguise, the spell will wear off with the body heat from the holders hand and the potion with be free to do it�s work.�

�Wow! But where did I fit in to the idea? I didn�t say anything.�

�It�s how you were Hermione, impervious to me, to everything.�

The two witches shot up to the attic, grabbing piles of parchment on the way.
Once again, Severus knocked on Sandra�s door. The picnic hamper was reduced and safely hidden in his pocket. It would not do for someone to see him carrying such a thing.

The door opened and he stepped inside carefully, just in case the wards did not recognise him. As soon as he was in the door closed and locked behind him. �SANDRA.� He shouted as he made his way through to the living room. A sheet of parchment suddenly appeared in front of him, hovering on a level with his face. He grabbed it and read.

Severus.

In the attic. Last door on left.

Come straight up.

Sandra.

He threw the parchment down and stalked back to the hall, down to the last door and took the stairs two at a time. He was put out that she was not there to meet him and had instead left a note demanding he go searching for her in some dusty old attic.

He was about to make some sarcastic remark when he opened the door, but stopped in his tracks when he saw Sandra and Hermione, both up to their ears in crumpled scraps of parchment and small puddles of water all over the floor. Both witches were quite damp, their hair hanging limply as though someone had been throwing water bombs at them. Which was not far off the mark.
�What is going on?� He demanded.
�Severus, you�re just in time. Come in.�

�Hello Professor. You�ll never believe what we�ve done. It�s bri ��

�Miss Granger. What are you doing here? And why are you both soaked to the skin?�
�Sandra started explaining what they�d done so far, and what they were hoping to achieve with the Impervius charm on the parchment bottles.

Half an hour later, the picnic was forgotten, Severus had rolled up his sleeves and was as wet as the witches as they practiced sending the water filled parchment bottles at each other, transfiguring them into various objects and trying to find a way to remotely deactivate the Impervius charm.

Somewhere along the line, Severus remembered an obscure travelling spell and adapted it.

Each transfigured parchment bottle of water was given a magical signature, Severus and Sandra clutched several of them while Hermione went downstairs clutching another piece of parchment with the same signature as the bottles upstairs.

She touched the tip of her wand to the parchment and said
�aedifico pons inter. Finito. (I build bridge between. Finish)
Quickly she ran back upstairs to find two drenched and shocked people staring at her.
�Yes. It worked.� Hermione squealed, throwing her arms in the air.
�We�ve done it. Hermione. Will you bring the notes up to date? We can patent all of this first thing in the morning. Once it goes through the Order can finally set about capturing the last of the Death Eaters. You two are fantastic. I�ll make certain you�re both included in the credits and get your fair share of the residuals. There are several patents here, all of which can be used individually or in any combination. The limits are endless. Ha. And the Ministry said it could not be done. Well they�ve missed out on this one.� Sandra was almost hopping about on the spot with excitement.
Severus� stomach rumbled loudly and he noticed it was now dark outside. �I think it would be prudent to eat first. I came here expecting to eat and instead found myself drawn into you experiments.
Both witches looked at him guiltily.

�I�m sorry Severus. To be honest, Hermione and I have been at this none-stop since yesterday morning. I haven�t even thought about buying food.�

�Then it is just as well I came prepared.� he said, taking the miniaturised hamper from his pocket and enlarging it. �But I refuse to eat in this �midden. You do have a dining table somewhere in you apartments I assume.�
The two witches looked at each other for a moment, both suddenly realising they were ravenous. As one, they flew down the stairs, leaving Severus to follow at a more leisurely pace with the picnic basket in tow.
He found both women sat at the table, still dripping wet and waiting for him to provide them with food.

�So much for our picnic and the chance for me to put Sandra in her place.� He thought grumpily. Still, he had enjoyed himself immensely. It had been a long time since he�d done any kind of groundbreaking experimentation. And this one was a real woozy.

As soon as the basket was on the table, both women dived in, pulling out every scrap of food.
All three ate heartily, not bothering to be polite. The napkins lay to one side as they licked their fingers before grabbing a drumstick or a sandwich. They discussed what they�d achieved, what Sandra�s hopes were as regards the Death Eaters and laughed about the soakings they�d got when the spells failed. All in all, it was a great evening.
Severus was in such a good mood he even went so far as to suggest that Hermione paid a visit to Grimauld Place sometime soon.

�Lupin has been questioning me incessantly about you for some unknown reason. I believe you should put him out of his misery once and for all.� He told the younger witch.
Hermione�s face lit up in pleasure and immediately began making plans in her head as she grabbed her cloak to apparate home.
�At last. I thought I would never have you to myself.� Severus told Sandra. His face softened slightly. �You look exhausted. Perhaps it would be best to have a bath and go to bed.� He suggested.
She lifted her heavy lidded eyes in his direction. The past two days had finally caught up with her. �I think you�re right. I�m truly sorry Severus, I did not plan for things to happen this way.�

�It does not matter. In truth, I have found today quite invigorating. Hopefully we can work together again. In the meantime, we shall bathe, then you can show me just how sorry you are.� His voice purred when he spoke, his dark eyes glittering with desire.
But Sandra hardly noticed. She felt dead on her feet, or backside since she was sitting down.

�Good idea. I dare say you�re desperate to get home and get to bed too. I�ll see you next weekend Severus. And thank you again for your help. We could never have finalised this without you.� She said, rising and making her way to the front door.
Severus was on the doorstep again before realising he had just been dismissed. �Dammit. She�s outmanoeuvred me again.� With a flash of apparition he was gone, stalking across the grounds of Hogwarts wondering why the hell he allowed her to outwit him time and again. This was not at all how things were meant to go.
The following week he took more points from his students than he normally took in a month.
Sandra owled her writings to her solicitors with instructions to patent the potion and each spell individually and to include a codicil to the effect that all combinations of said potion and spells be included. She also instructed that Hermione Granger, Spells Mistress, be credited for her work overall, and Severus Snape, Potions Master be included in the final aedifico spell. All residuals to be shared out accordingly.
Three weeks later the spell was patented, Sandra and Severus had seen each other each weekend, Severus had still not managed to worm his way into Sandra�s bed, nor bring her back to Hogwarts and get her into his bed. That meant he ended up getting drunk with Lupin each weekend. Hermione had plucked up the courage to go see Remus Lupin and after a tentative start on both sides, were now dating. Much to Severus� disgust. The fact he�d played a major role in bringing the two together did nothing to dispel his distaste for the relationship.

The fourth weekend was when Sandra, Severus and Hermione planned to put forth their suggestion on how to capture the remaining Death Eaters, and show them the potion and spells.
Moody was instantly suspicious of the potion. �How do we know it will even work. Even if it does, it might not be strong enough for some of them. There are some pretty powerful wizards in the ranks you know.� He grouched.
�Believe me Moody, it will work.�

�How would you know Snape? Tried it have ye?�

�Not personally Moody. Though I have seen it in action against the most powerful wizard in existence.

With the help of photographs from Colin Creevy, and constant questioning of Sandra, Severus finally discovered that she was the hooded figure besides Voldemort�s throne the day of the battle. She admitted to trying out her untested potion on the Dark Lord, and that it dampened his magic long enough for Severus to cast the killing curse without being counter attacked by him.
Hermione backed up his story while Sandra now stayed hidden in the shadows because this was how she preferred things.
When they left at the end of the evening, Severus grabbed her arm and apparated them to Hogwarts before Sandra could protest.
�Severus, what do you think you are doing?�

�You know well what I am doing witch. I have waited long enough. I have bowed to your wishes, I have dated you, taken you on outings, for meals, suffered the leering, lecherous looks of other wizards upon your person, and I have even brought you flowers. Now it is time for payback. I refuse to be left standing on your doorstep any longer after a night of seeing you and not being allowed to touch. Tonight you will share my bed, and my passions. After that we shall arrange our Handfasting.�

Well I�m sorry Severus but no. What you want from me will have to wait.�

�Wait? Wait for what? We have no need to wait. I cannot wait Sandra.�

�Too bad, you�ll have to. At least until after we are married. I have refused many wizards before you Severus, I have respected myself and do not believe in sex before marriage. If you cannot respect my beliefs then we must end this now, because I will not allow you to force yourself on me. Goodnight Severus.�
He stood blinking at her sudden apparition, then took a deep breath. A slow smile spread across his face when he thought of what she�d told him. The Handfasting would have to be arranged, and soon. If he must wait until his wedding night to take her, then it would have to very, very soon. �Merlin and the Gods. She is a virgin.� He muttered happily to himself.
At Grimauld Place. Remus was also frustrated. Like Sandra, Hermione also refused to give in to her lust, leaving a very frustrated wolf on his own, again.
When Severus apparated to number 12, Remus was already on his second glass of fire whiskey. Not that it took Severus long to catch up.
�D�ya know.� Severus slurred after his fifth glass. �My Sandra is still a virrrgin. She has saved herself for me. Me. Who would have believed it?�
�I would. Hermione�s one too. Says she won�t until she�s �ya know., got the ring and everything. I can�t ask her to marry me. What am I gonna do Severus?�

�Why can�t you ask her?�

�You know why. I�m a werewolf for crying out loud.�

�Severus frowned. �And. It�s not as if she doesn�t know that. Bloody hell, she�s known about that since her fifth year, so what�s your problem? If anyone�s not gonna hold that against you, it�s that dammed know-it-all Granger.�
�Don�t talk about her like that Severus. She is not a know-it-all. She�s just highly intelligent. Come to think of it, her and Sandra are a lot alike if you ask me.�

�No one did ask you. Anyway, my Sandra is nothing like Granger. So, are you gonna ask her?�
�Ask who what?� Remus asked. He�d totally lost the thread of their conversation.
�Granger to marry you.�

�I dunno. What if she says no?�

�She might not. Sandra reckons Granger�s head over heels for you.�

�I�ve only been seeing her for a couple of weeks Severus.�

�What�s that gotta do with anything. You known her for a loong time Lupin. Even Grangers got to be better than the Knockturn Alley wh ��

�Don�t say it Severus, don�t you dare. My Hermione�s a good girl. She�s pure and �Whatchoo laughin at?�
�You ya pillock. �My Hermione� you said.�
Remus� face turned red. Had he really said that? Dammit he did. �Yeah well, it was a slip of the tongue.�
�It mat have been a slip Lupin, but you meant it.�
�Anyway, why do you always call me Lupin. Why won�t you call me Remus?�

�Because you�re a fuckin werewolf, and a Marauder and I hate you. That�s why.�
�If you hate me then why the hell do we spend each weekend getting drunk together?�

�Because we are both sad fucks, that�s why. And because I don�t have anyone else to moan at.�
You�re prolably �plopaply �you�re right you know. Anyway we wont be ding this for much longer.�
Severus raised an eyebrow but it wouldn�t stay up. �Oh. And why�s that?�

�Because you�ll be married soon. There�s no way Sandra�s gonna let you keep coming here to get drunk with me.�

�Whaaat? Let me tell you Remus Lupin. If I wanna come here and get drunk, then that eggsaaacly what I�m gonna do. So there. What about you? You gonna let Granger tell you what to do, or are you gonna put you paw down and show her who�s boss?�
�Put my foot down of course, with a firm hand. Once we�re married, I�m the boss and that�s that.�

�Same here old friend. Same here. We�ll soon show those witches who wears the trousers.�
Both wizards passed out within a few minutes of each other.
Eight weeks later, the Death Eaters were all rounded up, thanks to Sandra�s combined potion and charms.

She, Severus and Hermione were all reaping the rewards of the patented products.
Remus was working for Sandra in her new private research lab.
Sandra and Hermione both had their promotions, about Severus was rather displeased. He would much prefer Sandra to resign and concentrate solely on private research, thus giving him more access to her at all times.
Severus and Sandra had purchased a house on the outskirts of Hogsmead.
Remus and Hermione did likewise, only their house was close to Diagon Alley.
Severus too had his own private potions lab. It adjoined Sandra�s at the back of their house.
Tomorrow was the day Severus would join with Sandra in a traditional Handfasting.

Joining them would be Remus and Hermione who were having a traditional muggle ceremony a immediately after. Then they would have a combined reception.
At number 12, Severus and Remus were pacing the drawing room floor. Both were nervous as hell, both were running fingers round the collars of their shirts, and both were pleased to be finally claiming their witches.

Or so they thought.
Remus soon discovered that Hermione demanded equality in all things. She worked as hard as Remus, so it was only fair that Remus do his share of the housework, cooking and shopping. The only place she submitted to him totally was the bedroom.
Severus on the other hand did not have that problem. His was much worse.

Sandra was quite happy to see to the running of the house, but in the bedroom, it was a whole different quiddich game.

At first, she allowed Severus� dominant nature to control her. Then her own dominance began to surface and Severus was at a loss as to how to handle her.

When he found himself one night suddenly tied to the bedposts, he was livid. He ranted and raged to no avail as Sandra teased and cajoled him. She worked him into such a sexual frenzy that he would not have cared if she beat him with a whip, so long as he finally got his release.
The two wizards still met each weekend to drink themselves into oblivion.

At least they did until Hermione turned up one night unannounced, holding two bottles of sober up potion and demanding that Severus go home immediately.
�And why would I want to do that? I am quite happy where I am thank you?� He told the two Hermione�s.
�Fine. Stay then.� She shouted, flinging her hands up in the air. �But do not blame me if Sandra refuses to ever speak to you again because you have missed the birth of your own child.�
Severus grabbed the bottle and apparated before he�d even swallowed the sober up potion.

He was soon followed by Remus and Hermione.
When Severus came downstairs almost two hours later carrying his son, a shock of jet-black hair peeping out of the blanket. They could see tear tracks on Severus� cheeks.

�Sandra is sleeping now.� He said in quiet wonderment. �This is my son, Steven Remus Snape. Named for his grandfather, and my friend.�
Remus� mouth fell open in shock and he had to sit down. He too cried for the first time since he was a child. Severus� words meant more to him than anything in the world. Except for Hermione that is, and the upcoming birth of his own child in a few weeks.

�Thank you Severus. Thank you so much.� He said to his friend.
Severus merely nodded and passed the baby to Hermione as Remus stood to shake his hand.
�So, what�s it like to be a dad?�
�Severus� jaw dropped for a moment. �Dad? Yes, I am aren�t I? Err, I will not be available this weekend Remus. I will need time to acquaint myself with my son.�
Three weeks later and the situations were reversed when Hermione gave birth to Melanie Sandra Lupin.
The wizard�s weekends of total inebriation became monthly, until the arrival of Matthew Tobias Snape and Helen Michelle Snape.
Also Paul Sirius Lupin and Kelly and Kyle Lupin. The last two being something of an unplanned surprise and twins to boot. They were as loved and wanted as the others however and spoiled by everyone being the youngest.
All the Snape children were eventually sorted into Ravenclaw, the Lupins into Griffindor. Apart from Kelly who became a Slytherin, much to Hermione and Remus� displeasure. However she thrived in her house and her siblings did not dessert her. The Snape children also were very protective of both her and Kyle.
The years of their tenure at Hogwarts were ones of house unity, Slytherin, Griffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw all mixing freely like never before.
�You would have been so proud Albus.� Headmistress Minerva McGonagall said tearfully to the portrait in her office. �So very proud.�

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