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Adult +
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37
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10
The Marriage Law Chapter 10
The Marriage Law Chapter 10
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jacob Snape soared in the window of his Oxford
estate and landed on a polished brass perch by the window. Red silk robes lay
on a polished mahogany chair near the window.
Jacob shook his head and pulled a silver rope hanging near
the window. A bell sounded in the distance.
Jacob slipped his shoes off and walked across the red and
cream patterned Oriental rug. He saw his reflection in the polished ebony of
his desk and smiled. The newest generation of trained house elves was excellent
this year. As he sat he heard the black leather of his chair crinkle as it
adjusted to his weight. He pulled a scroll out of one of the drawers of his
desk and began reading.
Soon a raven swooped in the open window and transformed into
a slim middle aged witch with long black hair. Her husbands gaze swept her nude
form as she reacher her her robes.
“Well?” she asked impatiently.
“You look as beautiful as the day I married you, Anastasia”
Jacob said as he went back to his scroll.”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” she said storming
over to the desk and snatching the scroll out of his hands. “And no work on the
weekends.”
Jacob sighed and folded his hands on the desk.
“They seem to be happy,” Jacob said. “They have separate
bedrooms. I think he is keeping it as professional as possible until she
graduates.”
“How chivalrous,” Anastasia said as she parted her hair down
the center and began braiding it. “He always was a little gentleman.”
“I think you have a selective memory, my dear,” said Jacob
looking down his nose at her.
“Yes, yes,” she said dismissively. She began winding the
braids, coiling them around her head until it was elegantly tucked away. “What
is the girl like?” She pinned her hair in place with ruby ended pins.
“Polite,” said Jacob. “Acted like I bestowed jewels on her.”
“Jewels of knowledge are more precious than jewels from the
earth,” Anastasia said simply reaching for a silver belt, slung over the back
of a chair.
“Indeed,” Jacob said smiling slightly at her. “She can head
him off before his mouth goes into light speed.”
“Intelligent,” said Anastasia. “And quick, I can imagine.
When do I get to meet the girl? What of her family?”
Jacob rubbed his head and waved his wand at a tea service
across the room.
“Should I sit down for this?” Anastasia asked, reaching for
the chair her clothing had been draped on.
“I don’t think it’s that serious,” said Jacob. “She’s a
Mudblood.”
“That’s not polite talk nowadays, my dear,” Anastasia said
reaching for a pair of sandals on the floor, although she had paled slightly.
“And her parents?”
“I forgot to ask,” Jacob said pouring tea into a small porcelain
cup and handing it to his wife. “I was a bit shocked.”
“I can imagine,” said Anastasia putting sugar and milk in
her tea. “Considering his past.”
“Well, they seem to have raised a clever, intelligent
daughter,” said Jacob sighing. “It’s not like we can change it now. Perhaps
they’ll be tolerable.”
“My grandmother always said she enjoyed spending time with
Johann’s mother,” said Anastasia shrugging and making a face.
“Perhaps it won’t be that bad,” said Jacob nodding firmly.
***
“I apologize for my father,” Severus said reaching for a
plate of sausage. “He forgets his manners sometimes.”
“It- should have been expected,” said Hermione slowly as she
tossed a piece of bacon to Crookshanks.
“It was still rude,” said Severus stiffly.
“I can’t believe your father did this,” Hermione said,
wiping her fingers and reaching out for a book. She opened Percivals Examination of Titanium and
a bookmark fell out. It clinked lightly as it hit the stone floor.
It shimmered like a rainbow in the morning light. The tassel
seemed to be woven from miniscule strands of silver. Sapphire chips set in the
titanium shaped a decorative ‘H.’
“Good lord,” Hermione exclaimed and clamped her hand to her
mouth.
“He tends to overdo things,” Severus said biting into a
piece of toast.
“I’ll owl your mother later and thank her,” said Hermione.
“The card did say it was from the estate.”
“Good move,” said Severus impressed. “She tends to like to
be coddled a bit.”
“I imagine most mothers-in-law do,” mused Hermione as she
picked up the bookmark and examined it.
Severus suddenly thought he should send flowers to
Hermione’s mother. Perhaps some wizarding bath things as well. Witches tended
to like things of that nature; he imagined muggle women were not so different.
Hermione tucked the light piece of metal back into the book
and turned back to the table. She piled sausage and eggs on her plate and began
eating. Her eyes kept straying towards the books.
“Do you really want to read them that badly?” Severus
chuckled.
“I’m sorry,” said Hermione, blushing. “Normally I’d be
opening them, but I’m afraid of getting anything on them.”
Severus shook his head at her and gave her an admonishing
stare. He pulled his wand out of his pajama se ane and waved it at the pile of
books. One of them rose in the air and came to a gentle stop in front of him.
With a flick of his wrist the book opened to page one and floated through the
air to rest in front of Hermione.
“Why didn’t I think of that?” Hermione murmured to herself
as she began reading.
Severus sighed. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about
keeping her out of trouble.
The Marriage Law Chapter 10
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jacob Snape soared in the window of his Oxford
estate and landed on a polished brass perch by the window. Red silk robes lay
on a polished mahogany chair near the window.
Jacob shook his head and pulled a silver rope hanging near
the window. A bell sounded in the distance.
Jacob slipped his shoes off and walked across the red and
cream patterned Oriental rug. He saw his reflection in the polished ebony of
his desk and smiled. The newest generation of trained house elves was excellent
this year. As he sat he heard the black leather of his chair crinkle as it
adjusted to his weight. He pulled a scroll out of one of the drawers of his
desk and began reading.
Soon a raven swooped in the open window and transformed into
a slim middle aged witch with long black hair. Her husbands gaze swept her nude
form as she reacher her her robes.
“Well?” she asked impatiently.
“You look as beautiful as the day I married you, Anastasia”
Jacob said as he went back to his scroll.”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” she said storming
over to the desk and snatching the scroll out of his hands. “And no work on the
weekends.”
Jacob sighed and folded his hands on the desk.
“They seem to be happy,” Jacob said. “They have separate
bedrooms. I think he is keeping it as professional as possible until she
graduates.”
“How chivalrous,” Anastasia said as she parted her hair down
the center and began braiding it. “He always was a little gentleman.”
“I think you have a selective memory, my dear,” said Jacob
looking down his nose at her.
“Yes, yes,” she said dismissively. She began winding the
braids, coiling them around her head until it was elegantly tucked away. “What
is the girl like?” She pinned her hair in place with ruby ended pins.
“Polite,” said Jacob. “Acted like I bestowed jewels on her.”
“Jewels of knowledge are more precious than jewels from the
earth,” Anastasia said simply reaching for a silver belt, slung over the back
of a chair.
“Indeed,” Jacob said smiling slightly at her. “She can head
him off before his mouth goes into light speed.”
“Intelligent,” said Anastasia. “And quick, I can imagine.
When do I get to meet the girl? What of her family?”
Jacob rubbed his head and waved his wand at a tea service
across the room.
“Should I sit down for this?” Anastasia asked, reaching for
the chair her clothing had been draped on.
“I don’t think it’s that serious,” said Jacob. “She’s a
Mudblood.”
“That’s not polite talk nowadays, my dear,” Anastasia said
reaching for a pair of sandals on the floor, although she had paled slightly.
“And her parents?”
“I forgot to ask,” Jacob said pouring tea into a small porcelain
cup and handing it to his wife. “I was a bit shocked.”
“I can imagine,” said Anastasia putting sugar and milk in
her tea. “Considering his past.”
“Well, they seem to have raised a clever, intelligent
daughter,” said Jacob sighing. “It’s not like we can change it now. Perhaps
they’ll be tolerable.”
“My grandmother always said she enjoyed spending time with
Johann’s mother,” said Anastasia shrugging and making a face.
“Perhaps it won’t be that bad,” said Jacob nodding firmly.
***
“I apologize for my father,” Severus said reaching for a
plate of sausage. “He forgets his manners sometimes.”
“It- should have been expected,” said Hermione slowly as she
tossed a piece of bacon to Crookshanks.
“It was still rude,” said Severus stiffly.
“I can’t believe your father did this,” Hermione said,
wiping her fingers and reaching out for a book. She opened Percivals Examination of Titanium and
a bookmark fell out. It clinked lightly as it hit the stone floor.
It shimmered like a rainbow in the morning light. The tassel
seemed to be woven from miniscule strands of silver. Sapphire chips set in the
titanium shaped a decorative ‘H.’
“Good lord,” Hermione exclaimed and clamped her hand to her
mouth.
“He tends to overdo things,” Severus said biting into a
piece of toast.
“I’ll owl your mother later and thank her,” said Hermione.
“The card did say it was from the estate.”
“Good move,” said Severus impressed. “She tends to like to
be coddled a bit.”
“I imagine most mothers-in-law do,” mused Hermione as she
picked up the bookmark and examined it.
Severus suddenly thought he should send flowers to
Hermione’s mother. Perhaps some wizarding bath things as well. Witches tended
to like things of that nature; he imagined muggle women were not so different.
Hermione tucked the light piece of metal back into the book
and turned back to the table. She piled sausage and eggs on her plate and began
eating. Her eyes kept straying towards the books.
“Do you really want to read them that badly?” Severus
chuckled.
“I’m sorry,” said Hermione, blushing. “Normally I’d be
opening them, but I’m afraid of getting anything on them.”
Severus shook his head at her and gave her an admonishing
stare. He pulled his wand out of his pajama se ane and waved it at the pile of
books. One of them rose in the air and came to a gentle stop in front of him.
With a flick of his wrist the book opened to page one and floated through the
air to rest in front of Hermione.
“Why didn’t I think of that?” Hermione murmured to herself
as she began reading.
Severus sighed. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about
keeping her out of trouble.