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The Unintentional Bond	By : Foxdanni Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8483 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“You’re late.”
“I’m sorry, sir.”
Hermione sat down in the chair opposite Snape’s desk and crossed her legs. She was wearing blue jeans and a white turtleneck, knowing how cold it could get in the dungeon. Her hair was still up in a messy bun from the shower, since she really didn’t have the energy to do anything about it. Also, it made her look more mature, or so her mother always said.
“So, how much do you know about the marriage law?” Snape asked curtly, as if he was lecturing a class of students, and not talking to his fiancee. The whole situation was so absurd that she had to bite her lip not to burst out giggling. So much for trying to look mature.
“Well, not much. Like I said yesterday, I only came back from Australia two days ago and since I got back I’ve been jetlagged, and slightly overwhelmed by the news, and haven’t really gotten a chance to do research on the subject. But Harry said it was because of the decline in the wizarding population. So the law is basically for breeding purposes?”
“Basically, yes. The reason why the law target muggleborn witches is because the ministry is of the opinion that muggleborn witches are more prone to wed muggles, and then there is a higher risk of producing squib or muggle children.”
“And why is not muggleborn wizards being targeted?”
“Because, as I am sure you have figured out by now, the wizarding world is extremely sexist and racist and does not like to change it’s ways.”
Hermione gained a bit more respect for him for saying it out loud. Not all wizards would do that. Actually, most wouldn’t. But she wasn’t going to show him that she was impressed, so she merely nodded and let him continue with his explanation.
“Now, the law states that the married couple must have intercourse at least three times a week, and that the woman must be pregnant within two years. This is going to be a problem, since we both must take a potion each week which will remove the effect of all contraceptive potions and spells. And the contract, that will be signed in blood, will detect if I, the man, do not come inside you at least three times a week. If we should break the rules of the signed contract, we will get a fine or worst case, go to Azkaban. The goal of course is to make sure you do not get pregnant.”
“Of course”, Hermione nodded. She was certainly not ready to be a mother, even though she did want children in the future.
“Also, on wednesday next week, so 6 days from now, you will get a letter from the ministry telling you that you are a candidate and that you will have twentyfour hours yourself to choose a wizard to marry, otherwise it will be chosen for you. We’re not going to let this happen, which is why I propose that we get married on tuesday. That way, you won’t get a letter and there will be absolutely no chance of the ministry interfering. We’re worried that there still are Death Eaters on the inside that would try and stop the marriage otherwise.”
“Alright, tuesday it is”, she answered swiftly. She started to feel a bit lightheaded from all the information. Usually, obtaining knowledge was her favourite thing, but this was starting to become a bit too much for her. She took a deep breath, then continued. “Do you know which fertility potion they’re going to make us drink?”
“Yes, they’re going to give us the standard one. It’s pretty basic but it gets the job done. And they’re probably going to jinx the bottles to make sure the potion is taken on time, and that it hasn’t been tampered with.”
“Yes, I realize that sir, but if I remember correctly, the standard fertility potion is ineffective against muggle contraceptives?”
Snape stared at her intently for a few moments that felt like an eternity, before his mouth twitched slightly and he nodded at Hermione.
“I underestimated you, Granger. That is brilliant. This could actually work. What did you have in mind?”
Hermione tried very hard not to let it show how happy she was that he had just complimented her. Eight years and it had never happened before, no matter how hard she tried to earn his approval. Now she realized that might have been because he was pretending to be a Death Eater, but she could never have imagined that the first praise she got from him was over contraceptives.
“Well, the condom is obviously not going to work. And I’m allergic to the pill, don’t ask me how I know that. But I was thinking that a spiral could work.”
“I’m not familiar with the spiral”, Snape said and leaned forward in his chair. Hermione realized that she was about to teach him something … she leaned forward in her chair as well, clearing her throat.
“The spiral is, well, a spiral made out of copper that is inserted in the vagina. It’s done through a basic, small operation. It stays fully functionable for three to five years if you don’t remove it. The only thing is that we would have to do it as soon as possible, since I need to be on bedrest for a few days after.”
Snape nodded and leaned back in the chair again, caressing his bottom lip unconsciously with his index finger. “Are you sure you want to do this. It is an operation after all.”
“Just a minor one. I’ll be fine, I’ve been thinking about getting one anyway.”
“Then it’s settled. We’ll leave for London after lunch. Do we need to go to a hospital, or ..?”
“No, there’s free clinics all over the city where you can stay anonymous if you want. I think that’s safer.”

Hermione enjoyed the brisk walk over the grounds. It helped clear her head, even though she was on her way to get a spiral inserted accompanied by her potions professor. Snape was wearing a pair of dark jeans, a white buttoned shirt and a black coat, on her request. He wanted to go dressed in his wizard clothes, but she made him change. People were certainly going to notice them if he was dressed like that, and they were trying not to get noticed. The age difference was enough to attract attention.
It was different to see him dressed as a muggle. He looked … more human this way. He also had his hair lightly tied back, which made him look handsome, although Hermione would never admit it to anyone. Barely even herself. He would look even more handsome if he removed that permanent frown on his face.
They reached the gates, and Snape got them through. Once they were outside of the Hogwarts wards, Snape turned to her and extended his arm.
“Do you have the plan memorised?”
She grabbed his arm and prepared to apparate. “I’m Jane Williams from America. You’re Peter Diddens from London. We’re engaged, super in love and trying to hide from my overbearing father who does not approve, which is why we need to be discreet.”
“Good. Hold tight, Jane.”
And with that snape turned on the spot and apparated them to London. They arrived in a small alleyway they had decided on beforehand that Hermione knew was quite close to an open clinic. As they were about to leave the dark alley, Hermione grabbed Snape’s hand and pulled him back.
“Sir, I greatly admire the work you have done over the years as a spy, but I’m pretty sure this is the one role you have not mastered; being ridiculously in love. So would you mind if I do the talking? Trust me?”
He rolled his eyes, which Hermione took as a yes, so she entwined her fingers with his and walked out on the street, which was pretty busy since it was just after noon and people were about to finish their lunch break. Hermione tried to ignore the tingling in her fingers and warmth of his large hand and consumed herself in the role of Jane. The American accent started to role of her tongue easily.
“You know, honey, I think maybe we should look at an apartment further from town. I know you want to keep your apartment, but really, we just can’t fit the both of us in that little space. But if we move further from the inner city, it’ll be cheaper and then we can afford a car so you can still get to work. What do you say, hun?”
She looked up at him batting her eyelashes seductively, expecting to see the same old stone faced professor Snape looking down at her. But instead, she saw Peter looking down at Jane, and she had to remind herself that this was all just an act. He was smiling. Actually smiling. His eyes were glinting.
“Sounds good, Janie. That apartment is getting too small. Especially if we want to have people over from time to time.”
Hermione quickly got over her initial surprise and decided to just go with it. Did he actually just call her Janie?
“We should start searching this weekend. It’s never too early. Oh, I guess this is it.”
They had arrived at the free clinic. Snape graciously held the door open for her and she giggled happily.
“Hello”, she called out happily to the woman behind the counter. “I’d like to see a doctor about a spiral.”
Snape stood back while Hermione walked up to the counter, smiling brightly.
“Sorry, you need an appointment for that.”
The sourly woman didn’t even look up from her magazine. Hermione looked back at Snape and gave him a pointed look. He nodded slightly, pulling the wand out from his trousers.
“Erh, I’m sorry, but I do have an appointment”, Hermione continued nicely. “My name is Jane Williams. Would you mind checking again? You see, we’re getting married next week, so it’s kinda important.” She winked and the woman behind the counter suddenly looked up, and then looked at the computer screen with glazed over eyes.
“Oh yes, I’m so sorry, you do have a scheduled appointment with Dr. Green. Come with me this way please.”
She followed the woman inside a long corridor, feeling Snape following close behind. They had decided earlier that it was worth the risk of using the Imperius curse to get the surgery done as fast as possible, even though Hermione hated it. Snape had seemed pretty much indifferent to it, but then again, he had probably done far worse while working for Voldemort.
They were shown into a room, and told that the doctor would be with them momentarily. Hermione sat down heavily on the hospital bed, and waited. Suddenly she started to become a little nervous. She had been so focused on the task of getting in undetected that she had completely forgotten about the surgery. Snape’s presence didn’t make it any better.
“If it’s okay with you, I’d like for you to wait outside during the procedure.” Hermione twisted her hands together, anxiously, in her lap.
“I will do no such thing”, Snape simply stated, while looking at a drawing of a vagina on the wall.
“It will only take a few minutes”, Hermione protested lamely. “
“I’m supposed to act the role of caring and supportive fiancee. If I left the room it would look suspicious. Besides, I’d like to make sure that the procedure actually takes place.”
“You don’t trust me?”
“No, miss Granger, I do not. Don’t take it personally, I don’t trust anyone.”
“But I’m gonna be laying here, naked, with my legs in the air. That’s quite private, and not something I’d like for someone else than the doctor to witness.”
Snape finally turned to face her with a smirk on his face.
“I’ve already seen you in that state, miss Granger, if you remember? I’m staying in here.”
At that moment the doctor came in, and Hermione put on her Jane-act quickly, smiling brightly. In her mind she was cursing Severus Snape.

Hermione knocked on professor McGonagall's door later that night, wincing from the pain between her legs. By now the drugs had started to wear off, and she was finding it really difficult to walk. Luckily, Harry had helped her, although while mumbling angrily under his breath about slowly killing Snape in vicious ways.
They entered the office and saw that Snape was already there, and from the look on the headmistress face, he had already started briefing her in.
“I thought we agreed upon discussing this together, now, tonight?” McGonagall snarled, her face red.
“We are going to discuss what miss Granger and I have decided. Since it’s our decision. Since we are the ones affected by this plan of yours.”
“Fine”, McGonagall sighed heavily. “Please sit down then and explain. Remus couldn’t be here. Teddy emergency.”
“Is Teddy alright”, Harry asked, worry etched over his entire face. He took his job as Godfather very seriously. It was really endearing to see actually. Not that Hermione didn’t take her role as Godmother any less seriously, it was just that she was just a little more used to babies than both Harry and Remus were. She currently had seven cousins that were toddlers, and she babysat for every one of them during her summer breaks when she had time.
“He’s fine, Harry, just has a bit of a cold. Remus just wanted to be with him since it is Teddy’s first cold and everything.” McGonagall smiled gently at both Harry and Hermione.
“Harry, you should go and help Remus with Teddy”, Hermione said, patting him gently on the leg.
“Are you sure? Because you know I want to be here for you …”
“Harry, I’m handling this perfectly well on my own, though I appreciate your support. I am sure, on the other hand, that Remus is freaking out right now. And know you are too. Just go to them, and I’ll see you later.”
“But how will you get back? I basically carried you here.”
“I’m sure professor Snape can bring me a potion for the pain. Now, seriously, go.”
She shooed him off with a fond smile on her face. That boy was going to be a great father someday.
“Sorry, where were we?”
“You were going to tell me what the two of you have decided today during your day off”, McGonagall said sarcastically.
“We’re getting married on tuesday”, Snape drawled. “Apparently Arthur is ordained, so we’ll ask him tomorrow if he can perform the ceremony.”
“And we went to London”, Hermione added. “I had a spiral inserted, because we remembered that the standard fertility potion doesn’t work on muggle contraceptives.”
“Ah, and what exactly is a spiral, if I may ask?” McGonagall asked, directing the question to Hermione, and looked surprised that Snape was the one who answered.
“Basically, Minerva, miss Granger had a copper spiral surgically inserted in her vagina today.” Snape drawled.
McGonagall looked at Hermione as if she had gone absolutely mad.
“That is why Harry had to help you walk here?” Hermione nodded. “And how does this work, exactly?”
“Sperm doesn’t like copper, apparently”, Hermione laughed nervously. “It also reduces the mucus of the uterus, making it an unfriendly environment for fertilised eggs.”
McGonagall sighed and rubbed her nose tiredly.
“You’ve made up your mind then, miss Granger?”
“I don’t have another choice, do I? Not if I want to stay in school, which I do.”
“What about you, Severus? I realize that this is a big sacrifice for you, and that we are asking a lot.”
Snape actually smiled at this. Not as he did when he was playing Peter. This was a cold, sardonic smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
“Believe me, Minerva, this is not the worst thing I’ve been forced to do for the Order.”
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