Criminale di le Cuore (Crimes of the Heart)
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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23,313
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A Le Inizio (In the Beginning)
AN// This story was written in response to the GrangerSnape 100 Challenge for "Voldemort Wins" with other challenges thrown in. I merged the three parts into one. The challenges used in this section other than Voldemort Wins are: Payment or Compensation, Best of the lost Arts, Broken,Possessive Snape, Seven Deadly Sins,Muggle Devices, Nightmare,Secret Agenda, Traitor to the Light, Shopping Lists, Spell that Backfires, Lucius Wants Hermione
Severus Snape was returning home after another long meeting at the ministry. The war was over and Voldemort had won. The Order put up a valiant fight but the society crumbled after the death of Harry Potter. They all dropped one by one until only Hermione Granger remained. The irony was that it was not Voldemort that killed Harry in the end, but Hermione Granger. The spell that she was working on backfired killing him instantly. Hermione was given to Severus as payment for his loyal service as a concubine. Severus wiped his tired eyes as he entered their home.
Severus sat wearily on the stairs leading to their room. The dark-haired wizard had to collect himself before he went to her. Severus was all that she had and he could not afford to fall apart. It was hard not to weep at the sight of the hollow shell she had become. The knowledge of killing her best friend which in turn killed her parents and her friends at the Order was too much for her mind to take. She broke retreated into her mind to a world in the month of October before things went horribly wrong.
The home that Hermione made for him was large comfortable and more loving than he ever had before. The foyer was small yet inviting that led to the staircase on the left where he was sitting that lead to the upstairs. To the right was an open space that leads to the dinning room were she would “entertain”, led to a living room, and a room that she called a den. Parallel to the staircase was a door that led to the kitchen. Snape knew he could not stay here forever so he got up and returned to his wife.
He passed the library, the study and the two guest rooms before he entered the master bedroom. Severus removed the wedding ring that he had wore and put it in his pocket. He was forced into an arranged marriage to Anna Zabini to continue the “purity of the wizard race”. He conceded out of respect for Anna and to protect Hermione from the obvious attentions of Malfoy. If he refused Anna would have been executed as a traitor and he would not have been able to keep Hermione leaving her open to those that would have abused her. Hermione was his only true wife and he treated her as such.
He proved his devotion by bonding with her in an ancient ceremony that was once recognized as marriage. The best of the lost arts in his opinion since it was impossible to marry her legally. He saw that the lights were still on. When he looked over at the bed and saw the love of his life had fallen asleep waiting for him. She was in a slip, her hairs loose spilling all over the pillow and a book was open on her chest. He leaned down and gently removed the book exposing her tattoos,scar, and left pierced nipple.
Tears pricked his eyes at the reminders of Hermione’s true situation. The nipple ring was a symbol of slavery to the Death Eaters. The wizard was able to improve her situation by claiming her but she really did not have any rights in this world whatsoever. He was forced to tattoo his family crest on her left breast to cement his claim on her. Her left arm was marred by the dark mark she was forced to take as a type of security measure. Her right arm bore a scar of a crescent moon from the spell that went wrong.
He wiped the tears from his eyes and prepared himself for bed careful not to wake her. She must have sensed his movements for she was awake when he returned. She nuzzled closer to him and put her left hand that had a paper cigar ring on his chest. “Hello love. Another long day?” “ Always are love.” He replied trying to keep his voice even. The wizard knew she believed the cigar ring was the ring he gave her on their imagined wedding day. He wished he could but that was not meant to be. “Go back to sleep darling”
Severus woke to the sound of a muggle device called an alarm clock. Hermione was still asleep in the same position at his side. He carefully moved not to wake her. He then kissed her breast before pulling her strap back up. The wizard began to dress for a meeting that he had that morning at the new Ministry. A position that made him feel like a traitor to the light that helped along pure-blood supremacy. He honestly did not know if reviving a rebellion was even possible anymore with the majority of leaders dead, imprisoned or presumed dead.
He moved around his room to dressing trying not to look at the items in their room that betrayed a life of normalcy. The drawings that Hermione made that represented weddings and holidays with her family and friends, the burned picture of her parents that he salvaged from the fire that killed them. The grocery lists that she had made for Molly and Angelina’s birthdays parties, the list of names for Christmas cards and the catalogs to buy presents and the sewing basket that had half sewn Christmas Stalkings. Reminders of how deep Hermione’s illness went because of her trauma.
He knew that this was his punishment for his actions before the war went into the open. He ended it with her out envy of her close relationships with Potter, Lupin and Shacklebolt wanting her for himself. Leaving her so heartbroken that she was not looking what she was doing resulting in the fateful accident that ended her dreams making her life a nightmare. His mother always told him that fate delivers your wishes in the way that you least expect. Snape finally had Hermione all to himself but Hermione was not the girl he fell in love with anymore.
He truly did not know if he could ever heal Hermione’s mind; He lost count of the times he tried to help but was unable to. The last time he tried she came out of it for a time but was unable to cope. She then returned to her world even further making it harder to reach her. Maybe it was better for her that way. The witch saw her version of the world rather than the hell it had become. The only benefit of her situation was that she was not held accountable for her “crimes” against Voldemort.
In the two years since the end of the war he had researched the whereabouts of the surviving DA members without any luck. It was rumored that they fled the country when their side had lost to France and Bulgaria. His thoughts where interrupted with the appearance of Winky the house-elf with their breakfast. Winky was taken in to help Hermione when she was not clear enough to look after things. Hermione always seemed to awaken when Winky appeared with their food. He sat on the bed and ate with her until he had to leave for another day.
Severus Snape was returning home after another long meeting at the ministry. The war was over and Voldemort had won. The Order put up a valiant fight but the society crumbled after the death of Harry Potter. They all dropped one by one until only Hermione Granger remained. The irony was that it was not Voldemort that killed Harry in the end, but Hermione Granger. The spell that she was working on backfired killing him instantly. Hermione was given to Severus as payment for his loyal service as a concubine. Severus wiped his tired eyes as he entered their home.
Severus sat wearily on the stairs leading to their room. The dark-haired wizard had to collect himself before he went to her. Severus was all that she had and he could not afford to fall apart. It was hard not to weep at the sight of the hollow shell she had become. The knowledge of killing her best friend which in turn killed her parents and her friends at the Order was too much for her mind to take. She broke retreated into her mind to a world in the month of October before things went horribly wrong.
The home that Hermione made for him was large comfortable and more loving than he ever had before. The foyer was small yet inviting that led to the staircase on the left where he was sitting that lead to the upstairs. To the right was an open space that leads to the dinning room were she would “entertain”, led to a living room, and a room that she called a den. Parallel to the staircase was a door that led to the kitchen. Snape knew he could not stay here forever so he got up and returned to his wife.
He passed the library, the study and the two guest rooms before he entered the master bedroom. Severus removed the wedding ring that he had wore and put it in his pocket. He was forced into an arranged marriage to Anna Zabini to continue the “purity of the wizard race”. He conceded out of respect for Anna and to protect Hermione from the obvious attentions of Malfoy. If he refused Anna would have been executed as a traitor and he would not have been able to keep Hermione leaving her open to those that would have abused her. Hermione was his only true wife and he treated her as such.
He proved his devotion by bonding with her in an ancient ceremony that was once recognized as marriage. The best of the lost arts in his opinion since it was impossible to marry her legally. He saw that the lights were still on. When he looked over at the bed and saw the love of his life had fallen asleep waiting for him. She was in a slip, her hairs loose spilling all over the pillow and a book was open on her chest. He leaned down and gently removed the book exposing her tattoos,scar, and left pierced nipple.
Tears pricked his eyes at the reminders of Hermione’s true situation. The nipple ring was a symbol of slavery to the Death Eaters. The wizard was able to improve her situation by claiming her but she really did not have any rights in this world whatsoever. He was forced to tattoo his family crest on her left breast to cement his claim on her. Her left arm was marred by the dark mark she was forced to take as a type of security measure. Her right arm bore a scar of a crescent moon from the spell that went wrong.
He wiped the tears from his eyes and prepared himself for bed careful not to wake her. She must have sensed his movements for she was awake when he returned. She nuzzled closer to him and put her left hand that had a paper cigar ring on his chest. “Hello love. Another long day?” “ Always are love.” He replied trying to keep his voice even. The wizard knew she believed the cigar ring was the ring he gave her on their imagined wedding day. He wished he could but that was not meant to be. “Go back to sleep darling”
Severus woke to the sound of a muggle device called an alarm clock. Hermione was still asleep in the same position at his side. He carefully moved not to wake her. He then kissed her breast before pulling her strap back up. The wizard began to dress for a meeting that he had that morning at the new Ministry. A position that made him feel like a traitor to the light that helped along pure-blood supremacy. He honestly did not know if reviving a rebellion was even possible anymore with the majority of leaders dead, imprisoned or presumed dead.
He moved around his room to dressing trying not to look at the items in their room that betrayed a life of normalcy. The drawings that Hermione made that represented weddings and holidays with her family and friends, the burned picture of her parents that he salvaged from the fire that killed them. The grocery lists that she had made for Molly and Angelina’s birthdays parties, the list of names for Christmas cards and the catalogs to buy presents and the sewing basket that had half sewn Christmas Stalkings. Reminders of how deep Hermione’s illness went because of her trauma.
He knew that this was his punishment for his actions before the war went into the open. He ended it with her out envy of her close relationships with Potter, Lupin and Shacklebolt wanting her for himself. Leaving her so heartbroken that she was not looking what she was doing resulting in the fateful accident that ended her dreams making her life a nightmare. His mother always told him that fate delivers your wishes in the way that you least expect. Snape finally had Hermione all to himself but Hermione was not the girl he fell in love with anymore.
He truly did not know if he could ever heal Hermione’s mind; He lost count of the times he tried to help but was unable to. The last time he tried she came out of it for a time but was unable to cope. She then returned to her world even further making it harder to reach her. Maybe it was better for her that way. The witch saw her version of the world rather than the hell it had become. The only benefit of her situation was that she was not held accountable for her “crimes” against Voldemort.
In the two years since the end of the war he had researched the whereabouts of the surviving DA members without any luck. It was rumored that they fled the country when their side had lost to France and Bulgaria. His thoughts where interrupted with the appearance of Winky the house-elf with their breakfast. Winky was taken in to help Hermione when she was not clear enough to look after things. Hermione always seemed to awaken when Winky appeared with their food. He sat on the bed and ate with her until he had to leave for another day.