Saving Granger

Chapter 6 The Wedding

Snape woke in a strange bed alone. Memories of last night came back to him and he smiled. For the first time on a long time he felt rested and content. Sometime early this morning he had woke with Hermione wrapped around him like a blanket. She looked so peaceful and happy he didn’t want to wake her but he also needed to use the loo. He had gently pulled away from her and moved to his own room. His stomach growled and pulled him back to the present. Time to go down to breakfast or lunch as the case may be.

Hermione was awakened by sun light streaming into her window. That meant it was at least 10:00. She felt great except for a few kinks here and there. Snape seemed to have left. Too bad, she was curious to see what it was like to wake up to him. Goddess knew it was WONDERFUL to fall asleep with him. With a goof y grin she decided a good workout this morning would be just the thing to get her going for her lunch date. Pulling on her sweats and a sports bra with a half shirt and her trainers she headed down stairs.

Stopping in the kitchen to grab a bottle of water she ran into Draco. “You look much better”, he said with a smirk. “Did you sleep well with a potion master for a teddy bear?” Hermione knew that evil glint that he had in his gray eyes.

“As a matter of fact, yes I did. Where did he run off to anyway?” she smirked back. Sometimes you just had to meet Draco head on or he would tease you forever. She knew she had failed when he smiled really wide and informed her that Snape was still asleep. “Let the poor man sleep, he deserves it. I’m going for a run and then I’ll be downstairs stretching out the kinks in my back.” Hermione was so pleased when Harry had surprised her with a dance studio in the basement. She had danced since she was 3. Sometimes when things were at their worst she would spend hours lost in the music and dancing.

She turned and made for the back door before Draco could tease her anymore. As she made it to the back alley she took off at an easy jog to the park just down the street. She turned on her MP3 player and let the music set her pace. Almost an hour later she let herself in the back door and headed for the studio in the basement.

Draco and Severus were having coffee in the kitchen when they heard the back door open. “That would be Hermione back from her run.” Draco said. Severus looked at him through narrow eye, “You let her go out alone? She could be targeted again. Draco, until we round up the Goyle she is in danger.” Snape was angry that no one seemed to worry about her being alone.

“Sev she is a big girl who can take care of herself for the most part. Yesterday was a fluke. Hermione is one lady who is not easy to sneak up on. If you hover over her or try to baby her too much you will push her away. I personally don’t want her to hex you so badly you have to miss the wedding. Yes, take care of her but let her butter her own toast” he tried to explain to his god father.

“Ok, you are probably right. It has been a long time since I felt protective of anyone and maybe I’m going overboard. I’ll go down and say good morning and see what time she wants to go to lunch.” Severus stood and walked out of the kitchen.

As he stared down the stairs he heard classical music coming out of one of the open doors. Looking through the door he saw Hermione spinning across the floor in ballet slippers. She looked like she was floating across the room. He couldn’t be sure but the music made him think of Swan Lake. As the piece ended a Middle Eastern piece began. Hermione’s hips began to circle one direction and her shoulders began to rotate in the opposite direction. Snape was very familiar with belly dancing and Hermione was good at it. The witch was full of surprises

“Are you enjoying the show?” she said without turning around. Hermione had seen him in the mirrors the minute he had stopped in the door. She let out a small chuckle, she was done anyway. It was time for a shower and to get ready for her date.

“As a matter of fact I am. How long have you been dancing?” Snape knew a classically trained ballerina when he saw one. She was very good at several forms of dance and that took time and practice.

“Since about the age of 3. Mum and Dad thought it was important for a proper young lady to be well rounded. To muggles that means dance, music, art, and social grace.” Hermione turned and cocked her head at her Professor waiting for a snarky reply. She was surprised to be greeted by silence and a thoughtful look on his face. After a moment he smirked and said, “They seem to have accomplished the goals they set for themselves. Would you still care to accompany me to lunch today?”

For some reason that reply made her feel better than anything he could have said. Feeling like she was bulletproof she said, “Absolutely. I’m starved give me half an hour to get ready?”


Twenty-five minutes later found Hermione strolling down the steps to the study. She heard Harry and Draco talking as she entered the room. The conversation came to a dead stop when they saw her. She looked like the proverbial girl next door. Harry gave her a peck on the cheek and Draco gave a whistle. “Wow you look any better and I’m going to call off this wedding and marry you instead.” Draco drawled.

“Give it up son she’s with me.” Snape growled from behind her as he came in the study. Taking Hermione by the elbow he gently directed her to the floo and they were off. They had a lovely day starting with lunch at a little outdoor café in muggle London followed by a trip to the art museum. They opted for a walk in the park afterward.

Snape was content to spend most of the day with his arm around her. She fit so well under his arm. Hermione couldn’t get enough of his gentle touch. Seeing a horse drawn carriage for hire in the park Snape took her for a ride as the sun began to go down. The moment seemed right and he kissed her softly. She responded to him by leaning into him and parting her lips. As his tongue slid along hers she gave a soft moan that made him shudder. Goddess but she was soft and sweet. She smelled like jasmine and lotus flowers. He knew he was falling fast and didn’t mind in the least.

Hermione thought she had died and gone to heaven. His kisses felt like velvet. When she opened her mouth to him she felt him tremble and knew it wasn’t just her. Gods this felt so right. She wanted to fall into his arms and never leave.

All too soon the carriage ride was over and it was time to say goodnight. They headed back to Hermione’s and he said goodbye at the door. He really had to get back and check on things at Hogwarts. Taking her into his arms one last time and kissing her deeply he knew it was just a matter of time before he would make her his.

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The day of the wedding came and everyone was rushing around trying to get ready. Hermione had owled Severus everyday since the carriage ride. Ginny and Luna had pronounced her well and truly in love after seeing her glowing when she talked about Severus. The girls were sill giggling when they apparated to the church. It was a lovely ceremony that went without a hitch. Hermione nearly lost her breath when she saw Severus standing next to Draco at the alter. He looked so striking in his formal robes with his hair pulled back in a simple black clasp. The look in his dark eyes made her heart race. He looked like he wanted make love to right there. Ginny had nudged her and mouthed “WOW”.

Snape’s heart skipped several beats when Hermione had led the girls down the isle. The elegant, simple dress hugged her shape in all the right places without being tight. Her hair was swept up in knot at the back of her head. All he could think of was watching all that hair come down as he pulled out the pins holding it in place.

He had been busy this week getting everything in order at Hogwarts so he could take a few days away. It was summer break and he wanted to take Hermione to his family estate in Italy. It had belonged to his Grandmother and had its own vineyard and beautiful gardens. He had alerted the house elves to have the house ready. He had also been shopping in Diagon Alley. The jeweler there had crafted a beautiful diamond ring for him. Hopefully Hermione would like it. It was tucked into the pocket of his trousers. Not tonight, but soon, he would ask her to be Mrs. Snape.

The reception was beautiful and took way too long. Hermione and Snape danced until they were both too tired to move. Sitting back down at the head table Hermione exclaimed, “Gods my feet feel like they want to crawl away and never come back!” Turning his chair slightly toward her he motioned for her to put her feet in his lap. He pulled one shoe off and began to slowly rub her foot and ankle. Hermione’s eyes closed as she groaned “Don’t stop that feels so good.”
Snape smirked, “I believe it was a muggle author who was quoted as saying, ‘When all else fails rub her feet’. Issac someone.” He continued to massage her ankles and lower calf before switching feet.

“He was absolutely correct!” Hermione agreed. She was going to invite Severus to stay with her tonight. Draco and Harry were leaving straight from the hall to their honeymoon. The house would be empty, the time was perfect. She leaned forward and placed her hand behind Snape’s neck to pull him forward into a kiss. When they broke the kiss she said, “Let’s leave. Harry and Draco will be leaving in a moment they won’t notice we are gone.”

Snape was surprised. Raising one eyebrow he said, “Ok, where did you have in mind?” Without answering she stood up and picked up her shoes. Wrapping her arms around Severus’ waist she apparated them to the front door of Grimauld Pl.
Snape’s heart tried to beat its way out of his chest. She had brought him home with her, was she intending for him to spend the night? He certainly hoped so as he followed her in the door.

Hermione know that Dobby would have a fire in the fireplace and extra pillows on front of it along with a bottle of good wine. She was not disappointed when she opened the door. The only light in the room was the fire and it was obvious to Severus that Hermione had planned this out. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her.

Hermione had walked to rug in front of the fire and turned to Severus when he took her in his arms and began to kiss a trail from her ear to her collar bone. Hermione felt her self start to get wet in anticipation of what was to come. She closed her eyes and ran her hands down his back to rest over his firm ass. He was much more muscular than he looked. She slid his robes off leaving him in his dress shirt and slacks.

Snape had been dreaming all night of kissing Hermione along her neck and across her almost bare shoulders. As his lips worked their way across her collar bone he moved the thin strap of her dress down off her shoulder. His hands ran from her upper arm to her waist and down over her firm round bottom pulling her closer to him. Her arms moved to around his neck as he closed that last bit of distance. She could feel the long hard line of his body against hers from her chest to their thighs.

Hermione was finding hard to breathe. Gods she was dripping wet and felt that familiar ache between her legs. She slid her hands down his shoulders and began to unbutton his shirt leaving a trial of kisses and nibbles as his skin came into view. She could feel his heart pounding against her lips. Yes, she was affecting him as much as he was affecting her. She shifted her leg to reach lower on his stomach and felt his erection brush her lower stomach. He was huge! Hermione had been with a few lovers in her day but none of them were this big. Pulling his shirt from the waistband of his slacks she trailed a circle around his belly button with her tongue.

Severus caught his breath sharply as Hermione’s tongue circled his belly button. His hands went to her hair and started to gently remove the pins holding it up. There were only three of them and her hair fell in a wavy curtain about her shoulders as she kissed her way back up his chest. Waiving his hand her dress suddenly appeared on the chair neatly folded. He gazed at her nude except for a small triangle of lace that covered her mound of tawny curls.

Hermione gasped as her dress suddenly disappeared and Severus hands moved to her breasts. Gently he ran his finger around the hardened nipples. Lowering his head to her breast he pulled her closer and latched on to her with his lips and tongue. He rolled the tight nub around his tongue and nipped gently.

Hermione called his name as he nipped her then smoothed away the sight pain with his tongue. She tangled her hands in his hair and tugged out the clasp holding it back. She hissed as the soft as silk hair fell across her other breast. She felt as if she could explode at any minute.

Snape gently lowered her to the rug and made sure she was slightly propped on pillows before he hooked his fingers in her underwear and pulled them slowly down her legs. He followed them down her hips and legs with a trail of kisses. He could feel how wet the lace was and could smell her arousal. He was nearly dizzy with trying to restrain himself. Another waive of his hand and his trousers and boxers were next to her dress.

Hermione looked down the line of her body to him as he knelt between her legs. The fire cast shadows along his torso highlighting ripples of his washboard abs. Her eyes trailed lower to his erect manhood. She wanted to reach out and touch it but at that moment he dropped his face to her mound and parted her lips. She called his name as his talented tongue found the little bundle of nerves nestled there. She began to shake as he ran his tongue to tight wet hole and began to flick in and out. Hermione felt her release and gave a yelp of pleasure as he lapped it up. Shifting back to her nub with his mouth he slowly slid one finger into her and began to glide in and out. As it became easier he added another finger. Her fingers were wound into his hair holding on for dear life.

When he felt she was stretched enough he positioned the head of his dick just out side her opening. He wanted to plunge into her but the held back knowing that few witches could take his member all at once. He wanted her to feel as much pleasure as he was. Hermione was moaning and holding his shoulders trying to pull him to her. He felt himself slowly slide into her and he groaned in pleasure. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him the rest of the way in. She felt herself stretch to accommodate him and yelled his name.

Snape began to slowly pump into and out of her. His body found a good rhythm and she matched him stroke for stroke until they both reached their climax with each others name on their lips. Snape rolled them both on their side with withdrawing from her. He held her close and kissed her hair as their breathing leveled out.

Snape pulled out of her wet heat and whispered a cleansing charm. Hermione lay her head on his shoulder and put her leg over his. Neither one said anything, no words were necessary. They just held each other for several minutes.

Hermione decided she was really thirsty. “Severus would you like some wine?” she asked as she sat up to get the bottle and two glasses. “Let me get that” he said softly. Hermione decided this would be better in her bed upstairs.

“Why don’t we move upstairs? My bed would be much more comfortable.” she stood and smiled at him. She looked so beautiful standing there in the firelight reaching her hand out to him. All he could do was follow her with the glasses and bottle. As he got the door the flicked his hand to his trousers and a small box flew to his hand without Hermione noticing.

Upstairs he turned to her dresser to pour the wine, in one glass he dropped the diamond ring in one glass. Smiling he turned to Hermione and joined her on the bed. He handed her the glass with the ring in it, watching her face as she took a sip. He saw her eyes go round and a smile come to her lips. Lowering her glass, “What is this?” she asked.

“I believe it’s a ring.” he answered dryly. Giving him a look that made his heart sing she said, “I can see that, but why is it in my glass?” Kneeling on the bed he looked into her eyes and asked, “Would you do me the honor of being Mrs. Severus Snape?” Flicking his finger the ring rose out of her glass and flew to his hand.

“I would be delighted and honored to be your wife.” she whispered. She leaned over to kiss the man she had fallen deeply in love with. He slid the ring in her finger and held her close, “How about tomorrow at my villa in Italy?”

“Tomorrow?! Ok after the circus of the wedding today I would much rather elope.” she smiled. Severus began to make love her all over again and again and again.


The end

A/N Thanks to everyone for their words of encouragement. This was fun one to write and I hope I did well with my first smut scene. Leave me a review and let me know what you think.