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The Morning After

Chapter Six � Fade Together

Author: Queen Celestia

Disclaimer: I seriously was
not listening to Franz Ferdinand while writing this chapter full of ideas and
characters stolen from JK Rowling. :D

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After Lunch, in which Hermione was unusually quiet, and seemed to be
staring a little too hard at her Potions text book, the Golden Trio trooped off
towards Professor Slughorns class.

Upon entering the classroom, Hermione was struck by a memory of their first
day here, under Professor Slughorns tuition.

The bubbling cauldrons and the Amortentia
potion bubbling beside them..

What had she said back then? Hermione thought as she started setting up
for the day. It smelt like freshly mown
grass, new parchment and.. her
cheeks flushed. Well she was certainly glad she hadn�t continued because, she
suddenly realized, most of the class would have thought her neurotic if she had
added, Professor Snape.

Her unusual silence and lack of dirty looks towards Harrys direction confirmed the boys� concern for her.

Something must be wrong if Hermione did not use a perfectly good excuse to
give Harrys potions text a dirty look or scowl.

She hadn�t even blathered on about how fantastic her Ancient Runes class
had been!

Concern for their friend grew exponentially, when Hermione specifically
requested that she tell them her �news� in the Room of Requirement.� Since Ginny was sitting next to Harry at the
time, Hermione decided to let her come as well, since �the news was very great.�

Upon entering the room, the setup involved some rather squashy armchairs
around a fireplace. This gave the room a feeling of quiet confidence, as if
this was a room specially made for� news. Whether it be
bad or good.

Well the news was definitely
bad,
came Hermione�s dim thought.

There were no hard objects lying around, in which Hermione was grateful
for.

As her friends settled down into their armchairs, Hermione sat down in
one, and then, unable to contain her nervousness jumped up again and began to
pace about the room.

She was aware of their eyes following her form; curiosity seemed to get
the better of Ginny as she finally asked, �Well? Hermione what is it?�

Taking a deep breath, Hermione opened her mouth and..
nothing came out.

She continued pacing.

Casting worried looks between them, Ron spoke up, �It�s OK Hermione, you
know we�ll always be here for you � whatever it is.�

Ginny and Harry nodded in agreement.

Feeling heartened by her friends silent
solidarity, and Ron�s outright boost to their friendship, Hermione gulped, and
then tried again.

�Well� uhm.. you see..� She looked over towards Ginny, and caught the
girls piercing gaze. The words seemed to suddenly loosen upon her tongue,
causing them to tumble out,. �Idon�tknowhowithappenedbutsomehowI�mmarriedtoProfesorSnape.�

Her friends looked at her, not sure at what they thought the heard was
really what she said.

�You�re uh what?� Harry asked.

A sudden feeling of irritation came upon Hermione. She gave her friends a
very Snape like scowl as she said, �Somehow over the weekend I ended up married
to Professor Snape.�

And on the mentioning of his name Hermione�s scowl faltered, her eyes
grew fearful and she quickly looked away from her friends.

After more than a minutes silence she chanced a glance over to them.

She was expecting an outburst, something to happen. Not have her friends
look at her as if she had grown another head, with rather horrified expressions
upon their faces.

Nibbling her lower lip, her eyes getting more frightened, her posture
stiff she turned and looked towards the fire.

�How?� It was Harry�s voice that had broke the silence.

Hermione stared hard into the fire.�
�Well.. it just sort
of.. happened.� Her shoulders sagged.

�Marriage can�t �just sort of
happen�!� Ron suddenly burst out. �Hermione! HOW
THE HELL DID YOU BECOME MRS. SNAPE?!�

Hermione did not know how to reply and just remained silent.

Suddenly she felt a hand upon her shoulder, which caused her to
involuntarily flinch.

Looking to see who it was, she saw it was
Harry.

His green eyes were stern as he looked at her, but she could detect the
confusion. �Yeah. That�s what I�d like to know.�

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It had been one of the worst hours of her life.

Her friends had actually been rather disbelieving, until she showed them
the newspaper article [which the room had dutifully provided].

And then, she had spent the rest of the time trying to explain just
exactly how she had become� Mrs
.Snape, without mortally embarrassing herself.

Finally, when she had got it through, they surrounded her and comforted
her, telling her that as long as they were around, Snape would have to be on
his toes.

Their words of comfort made her feel a little better, even though she
knew that if in conflict, Severus would most likely win.� She would have to ensure that her friends
never got wind of how brutal Severus could be, her mind drifted over to her
bruises.

Well she would certainly
become a friend of Glamour charms.

Glancing at her watch, she suddenly realized with horror that it was ten
o�clock at night! Way past curfew! Where had all the time gone?

�You guys! It�s ten o�clock!� Hermione burst out, getting her friends
attention yet again.

Harry stood up, �Well that�s alright. I have my invisibility cloak.�

The four of them shuffled and maneuvered until they were� mostly
underneath the cloak.

After about another five minutes, they had to reluctantly agree that no
matter what they did, four people of their size were just not going to be fully
covered by the invisibility cloak.

Pulling herself out of the muddled mass, Hermione sighed. It looked that
without her there, the other three could be fully covered.

�You go on ahead guys, I�ll just Disillusion
myself and follow after.�

After a few more protests, and after Hermione had displayed her skill of
Disillusionment, the other three were finally satisfied that Hermione would be
able to get to the Common Room with no incident.

Following her friends, Hermione found it strange how she knew that her
friends were somewhere ahead of her, but she could not see them.

Making sure that her breathing was as quiet as possible, Hermione
traipsed through the school, and was rather startled when she saw Mrs. Norris�
lamp like eyes suddenly round a corner and stare at her. Fearing at being
caught, Hermione quickly changed her route, and going behind a tapestry,
started up to a different corridor, hoping to lose Mrs. Norris and not be
caught by Mr. Filch.

During her haste, Hermione forgot to jump the trick stair and found her
leg being unpleasantly sucked down into it.

�Oh bugger!� she cried out, as she struggled to free herself from
it.�

Out of all the things to happen to her, and she gets stuck in the
stairwell!

Leaning against the wall, Hermione went through her choices. She could
send her Patronus out to tell Harry what had
happened, and since he had the Marauders map he shouldn�t have too much trouble
in searching her out.� Or she could yell
and get in lots and lots of trouble�

Patronus it is then. Hermione decided.

Getting ready to send out her Patronus, a
sound caught Hermione�s attention.

Looking up fearfully at the steps, she felt a moment of panic as she
realized that someone was coming down
the stairs towards her!

Damn, damn and double damn! Hermione silently
cursed, please turn back, please turn back!!

If they continued down they would definitely run into her, desperately
Hermione tried moving herself against the wall, trying to yank her leg out of
that damnable step.

Suddenly the footsteps halted, and seemed to retreat.

After a few moments silence Hermione let out a breath she hadn�t
realized that she had been holding.

To be safe, she waited a little more, before sending out her little
otter to find Harry.

After what seemed like hours, especially since her leg had started to
cramp up, Hermione heard soft footsteps down in the hall behind her.

She could see her otter leading the way, it�s
glow rather startling in the darkness of the halls.

Eagerly, she turned around, and took the spell off of her.

When the tapestry opened, Hermione�s smile faltered.

In fact her happy smiling face turned into one of abject horror.

For there stood not Harry, whom she had been counting
on to save her from her predicament, but one Severus Snape.

He was looking at her with some amusement, as he leaned against the
wall, watching her struggle out of the step as she tried to run away from him.

After her initial panic had left, Hermione decided to chance a glance
back at him.

�You know, sending a Patronus for help is not very
wise if you don�t want to be detected,� he said, a smirk upon his face.

The amusement in his eyes seemed to irritate her, and she spat out,
�Well aren�t you going to help me?�

Pushing himself away from the wall, he walked up the steps, nimbly
bypassed her, and sat down on the step in front of her, putting on a rather
bored expression.

He certainly was acting strange.

�What are you doing?� Hermione sniped out.

�Watching you.� was his reply.

�Well stop being a bastard and help me out of this stair.�

�Language Miss Granger, you don�t want to lose more points than you
already have by being out of bed.�

�Don�t call me that.�

He quirked a brow, �Call you what?�

�Miss Granger.�

�Then what am I to call you?�

�Well I�m not Miss Granger anymore am I?� she snarled out, her eyes
blazing. �So I suppose I would be Mrs. Snape!�

�Or Madam if you prefer it that way.�

�You make me sound as if I�m fifty years old!�

�Well perhaps you are,� came his smug reply.

�Ugh, why are you such a bastard?� Hermione grumbled, as she once again
did a futile try to free herself from the stair.

�It could be due to my miserable youth, my most unenjoyable
job, or working for two rather harsh taskmasters.� Came
his reply.

�Well I wish I could go back in time and kick you!�

He looked rather startled, �I don�t quite follow you�. Madam Snape.�

Hermione snorted, �Well if you being a bastard is
due to your woeful youth, I figured I should just go back in time, have you
fall in love with me and then you wouldn�t be such a prick!�

Instead of the snarl, or growl that she was expecting from him, Hermione
was rather startled when the man in front of her burst out into laughter.

In amazement she watched as he laughed, and laughed and laughed.

It occurred to her that this was the first time in her entire life that
she had ever seen Severus Snape laugh in such abandon, and was rather confused
at why her comment would cause such hilarity.

Too much in shock to actually join him in laughter, she just asked,
�What�s so funny?�

After calming down, he wiped his eyes and looked over at her, �Merlins balls, you really are stupid for a supposed Know-It-All.�

Rankled by his comment, anger quickly flared up to cover her momentary
shock, �What do you mean by that?�

Rolling his eyes, he stood up and tucked his arms under her armpits,
before giving her a sharp tug up freeing her from the staircase.� For a moment she thought he had only done
this to ensure that she got both legs caught in the stair, but instead, he
swung her around to a stair above him so that they were eye level.

He didn�t let go but looked at her with a queer expression upon his
face.

��How do you think I would feel,
after falling in love with someone only to have her leave me for twenty years?�
he replied, his voice very quiet.

Hermione�s pulse quickened as his face moved closer to hers, and she
tried getting out of his grasp, but found herself suddenly unwilling to leave
him.

�W-wha-what are you doing?� she squeaked out.

�Payment.� he murmured. His lips brushed over hers as she tried to form
the question �payment for what?� but suddenly felt his lips pressure themselves
against hers, and she kissed him back.

His kiss was rather gentle, and he did not deepen it.� His arms moved down and circled her waist, as
they continued their rather chaste kiss.

Needing air, Hermione pulled away, her cheeks flushed, her heart
palpitating wildly.

His face looked rather smug as he murmured, �Ten points from �� but
before he could finish his sentence Hermione had planted her mouth on his,
thoroughly distracting him from point taking.

Pressing her mouth against his, Hermione let her arms snake their way
around his neck, as she nibbled on his lower lip.

His hold on her tightened possessively, as she slipped
her tongue into his mouth, causing his control to disappear.

Lost in the feel of him, Hermione moaned softly, and pushed herself
against him feeling the beginnings of his erection.

Suddenly, his posture stiffened as he pulled away. His eyes, though
still slightly lust hazed had taken on a rather grumpy look.

�Severus?� she questioned.

�Mrs. Norris.� came his grumpy reply, and it suddenly occurred to
Hermione that she had just been making out in a dark corridor with Professor
Snape.. well her husband now,
she supposed. It was such a strange thought though; she still wasn�t used to
thinking of herself as one Mrs. Severus Snape.

He let her go, and she ran her hands across her school uniform,
straightening it out.

�Miss Granger,� his voice had returned to snarky
teacher mode, �out this late? Twenty points from Gryffindor. Now get back to your
dorms.�

�Yes sir.� came her sullen reply, as she started her way back to her
dormitory, Professor Snape shadowing her to ensure that she got back.

When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, she gave him a curt nod
before clambering in through the hole.

He stood there looking at the portrait for a minute, before sweeping
down the hallways on the lookout for any trouble makers.

Lately his thoughts had seemed to be occupied by her, well it wasn�t a
huge surprise, due to his mad lust for her� but.

Curious and rather annoyed that she had been able to break through his
wards, he had checked them out, and had been rather amused at his rather large
oversight in them.

Apparently, when he had been warding his chambers he had never
considered the factor of how sex would affect his wards.

Well, he snorted, he hadn�t really been planning on having sex
in his classroom, or chambers. So perhaps it hadn�t been that big of an
oversight.

Due to their shagging, Hermione�s essence had pervaded his wards
essentially making her part of them. Which was why she had been able to enter his chambers without any
trouble.

Of course, he had altered his wards accordingly, so that nothing else
could change them. Needless to say, he had left Hermione�s essence within them,
because in a way they had helped make them stronger.

He snarled as he spotted Mrs. Norris. That damn cat..
but then again maybe it was a good thing that she had passed by or else he
would have taken her right then and there in the empty corridor consequences be
damned.

Only� four more days until
she�s in my chambers, came his gleeful thought.

And she most definitely was not going to sleep on the couch.

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Entering the Gryffindor Common room, Hermione found herself yet again
assaulted by her worried friends asking what had taken her so long. She told
them about her escape from Mrs. Norris, but feeling slightly shy, skipped
meeting Professor Snape in the corridor.

Feigning tiredness Hermione entered her dormitory and found Parvarti and Lavender sitting on Parvarti�s
bed, reading the latest issue of Witch
Weekly.

Hermione had a rather loose friendship with the two, and felt a pang at
not being able to share a dormitory with them anymore at the end of this week.

Might as well enjoy it while I
can,
she thought.

�Hey girls,� she chirped brightly, edging her way onto Pavarti�s bed. �Any news on my star
sign?�

The two girls shifted over, letting Hermione get comfortable.

�19th of September right?� Parvarti asked, shuffling through the pages.

Hermione nodded.

�Oooo! You certainly have
a good one!� the girl squealed, before reading it out in an overly dramatic
impression of Professor Trelawney�s tones. �Beware my dear Virgo for a looming
love interest! This relationship will take you to places you�ve never even
considered before. Due to Venus� close position countering Mars the next few
months for you will be full of strife, and an underlying passion. Do not let
this dishearten you! Remember to take care of yourself!�

Lavender eyed Hermione, �So, did you actually get a love interest this
time?�

�To the girls, the Zodiac was a
longstanding joke, since none of it ever actually happened to them.

To Parvarti�s and Lavender�s immense surprise
Hermione blushed a deep scarlet. �Well.. not so much a� love interest��

�oh?� A boyfriend?� Lavender enquired.

�Uh no. No love interests for me!� Hermione
quickly tried to cover up her blush. Which unfortunately failed.

Parvarti was eyeing Hermione rather
critically, before she burst out, �Is that a hickey?�

�Wha- where?�

Parvarti leaned forward, and tugged on
Hermione�s school robes, revealing a rather dazzling bruise on the side of her
neck.

�Oh. well..�

�Don�t try to deny it Hermione, you have
got a boyfriend!� came Parvarti�s triumphant declaration.

Lavender was giving her the evil eye.�Who is it?�

�Uh well�� Hermione stuttered, �It�s a uhm.. well he�s a uhm..
Slytherin.�

Lavender immediately relaxed, a broad smile spreading across her face.

�Oh? Who is he? Not that Crabbe?�

Hermione snorted, �Hardly. I would rather eat bobutor
puss than go out with him.�

Parvarti suddenly cast Lavender a
knowing look, before she asked sweetly, �Hermione could we show you the magic
of makeup?�

And much to the girl�s amazement Hermione agreed.

It was much later, after discovering the effectiveness of cover up, the
thrills of lip gloss, and the nuisance of eye liner that the three girls went
to bed.

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Hermione found out the hard way, that the more you did not want an event
to happen, the faster time decided to fly by.

Her parents undoubtedly knew about their daughter being married, ever
since they had found out their daughter to be a witch, they had registered to
get daily deliveries from the Daily Prophet, in order to keep in touch with the
Wizarding Community, that was now their daughters
world.

Hermione had been rather unnerved by their lack of response, and on
Wednesday decided to owl them the news, resting on tenterhooks for their
response.

On Thursday evening, she had been rather surprised to be asked to a
meeting with the Headmaster, feeling slightly apprehensive [since her last
meeting had ended up with her being the bride of a wedding] she knocked on his
study door and let herself in.

�Ah, Madam Snape,� came his jovial summoning, as he gestured towards a
rather lovely squashy armchair in front of his desk.

�Professor Dumbledore.�

He smiled at her, before offering her taffy. She accepted and sat there
chewing, staring at the Headmaster.

Sighing, he gave her a searching look before he began, �I have summoned
you tonight to discuss your rather
delightful husband.� He laid gentle emphasis on the word �delightful�.� �Now you may find that he will be rather hard
to live with, but I have implicit faith in you, in that you will be able to
survive.�

Dumbledore�s talent for
understatement seems to be reaching new levels, Hermione mused.

His tone suddenly grew more serious, �Hermione, may I be able to extract
a promise from you?�

Looking into his eye, Hermione nodded.

�Please promise me Hermione, that whatever happens� trust Severus.�

Slightly confused she stared blankly at the Headmaster. �Trust Severus?�

He nodded, � This is of the utmost importance
Madam Snape. You must promise me this!�

The urgency in his voice caused a sense of uneasiness to settle within
the pit of her stomach. She had always trusted Dumbledore�s judgment, and had
therefore trusted Snape. But�

�I�ll try.� she replied quietly.

�Do more than try.� he responded, before leaning back into his chair. �Now
for another matter, I have a reason for you moving into his chambers. Although
he may be hard to get along with, I need you there for him.�

�Yes sir. I will sir.�

�And make sure you do not forget your promise� Also I thought I should
inform you that at breakfast tomorrow I will be announcing your rather
startling marriage. Thought I should give you a heads up.�

�Tomorrow? But I thought I would be
moving into his chambers on Saturday.� Hermione replied.

Dumbledore looked at her thoughtfully, �As reluctant as you might seem,
try to put some happiness into that thought.�

�Yes sir.�

�Now onto another matter, I have received a rather intriguing letter
from your parents, of course I wrote back, and it seems you and Severus will be
having dinner with them tomorrow night.�

Hermione felt betrayed, why hadn�t her parents written to her? And why
was everyone making plans that involved her without consulting her?! What was
she some sort of pawn?

�I see you look rather upset, but you must understand the confusion and
upset your parents felt not being informed about you being engaged, or even
being at the wedding. They wrote to me because they felt they could trust me.
Do not worry, I was able to help smooth some things,
hence the dinner tomorrow.�

�Does Professor Snape know?�

�Yes. I do hope you realize that in my company you can call your husband
Severus.�

�Oh. Is that all sir?�

�Yes Madam Snape,� he replied. As she was leaving his office, she
thought she heard him say, �Remember to
trust Severus.�

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Severus was not looking forward to this day, he
had contemplated long and hard on how he should look once Dumbledore had released
his juicy jiblet to the school�s student body. Should
he just scowl out across to the student body, or should he look slightly bored?
Which would look more natural?

He moodily stirred his porridge, before adding some golden syrup on top
of it, with some milk. Glancing towards his watch, he figured that he had one
more half hour of peace, before people started their vile whisperings.� His gaze glanced over a certain Gryffindor,
pleased to see that she did not look that much better for wear either.� Remembering that he was to meet her parents
tonight, Severus put the spoon of porridge into his mouth.�

Well at least the syrup tasted
good,
his thoughts suddenly meandered to how it would taste drizzled between
Hermione�s rather luscious breasts�

His porridge seemed to disappear faster than usual this morning, and he was
rather disconcerted seeing all of the breakfast dishes cleared out of the way,
as Dumbledore stood up, waiting for the silence of the Great Hall to dispense
his news.

Dumbledore spread his arms widely, a smile upon his face. �What a
glorious Friday this day is! Such a wonderful day for a
rather pleasant announcement.�

Get on with it, Severus thought
grouchily.

Dumbledore lowered his arms, his eyes twinkling on overdrive.

�I am pleased to announce the marriage of� Professor Severus Snape to Miss
Hermione Granger.�

There was a horrified silence in the Great Hall.

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AN: �In my defence for
Hermione you must remember that the past history between her and Professor
Snape has not been all warm and cozy. Just place yourself in her shoes..

@ WickedWitch � the potion was just
a lust potion! The Dark Magic binding was when Severus partook of her blood and
sexual juice and then did the incantation, that is what binded
them. Sorry if I have not been as clear as I should have been!

On another note I simply LOVE Lyle�s Golden Syrup. <3� Actually I�m
craving some right now!

http://www.lylesgoldensyrup.com/lylesgoldensyrup/default.htm

About the title for this chapter, I kept listening to Fade Together by
Franz Ferdinand. �For some reason I
thought it helped explain Severus� feelings concerning Hermione. Not that he�s actually
fully realized them yet. =)

The link for the lyrics are here : http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Franz-Ferdinand/Fade-Together.html
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