The War of the Tainted Blood
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
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5,052
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27
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Sex-slave...what?!
Chapter 12: Sex-slave... what?!
So Hermione spent the rest of the morning rifling through the library. She found a couple of decent books that might help her to study for her NEWTS. Unfortunately she forgot to keep track of the time and by the time she did look up to take a gander at the time, she realized that she was already a good fifteen minutes late.
She hurriedly gathered her things and practically ran for the dungeons. When she got there, the door to his office was open and she could hear men talking heatedly. She collected her nerves and entered with a soft knock to the door. “I’m sorry that I’m late, I lost track of the time.”
Severus snorted, of course she did, the stupid chit. “I do have afternoon classes. Could we get on with this?” He huffed in exasperation.
Albus sent him a glare before turning to smile to Hermione.
“Of course, what exactly do we need to discuss?” She asked carefully avoiding the two darker men with her eyes. She smiled forcefully at the Headmaster instead.
“Well, first we need to establish a date for your ceremony to take place.” The twinkling eyed man responded, as he sat in Severus’ usual chair, behind the desk. This earned the older man a nasty scowl.
“ I have a say in that?” Hermione asked incredulously.
Severus rolled his eyes. What the hell was he getting himself into, she was a child and way too innocent.
“Of course, given the contract you should do it with in the next few weeks. I’m sure that we can agree that at the latest date would be the first week of November.”
Hermione jumped at that, “Then I want to wait until after Halloween. I need more time to adjust to this,….this marriage.”
Severus’ grandfather snorted, “I don’t see why we need to wait for the maximum time limit. Its absurd. I say we do it this weekend and get it over with.”
Severus snorted, of course the old man didn’t see why this was so disconcerting. He didn’t have to marry a child that he taught. “ I hate to say this but I think I’ll have to agree with Ms. Granger. I, too, need the time to adjust to Ms. Granger the student. That is, if I am to see her Hermione, the young women.”
Albus nodded, “It settled then after Halloween…that’s a Sunday, so the 5th of November then?”
They both nodded in agreement.
“Okay then on to…marital relations.” Albus went on.
“Wait what?” Hermione responded quickly.
“You know how many times you and Severus must fuck…”
“Grandfather!” Severus reprimanded.
“Alright , alright….have sexual relations with one another.” He arched an eyebrow towards his grandson, as if to question if that was a better way to put it.
Hermione looked shocked but confused, “I don’t think I understand. There are certain stipulations?”
“Obviously.” Severus suddenly smirked wickedly, “As my wife, I would demand that you and I will have sex when I see fit.”
“When you want it?! I think not! I will not be at your beck and call. I won’t be some sort of sex-slave!” She spat angrily as she glared at him with cold distain.
He turned from her to hide his sniggering. It was too funny watching her get riled. Now that she wasn’t his student she obviously felt free to tell him how she felt. Not that he cared. “Relax child. I really only you expect to perform with me in that way once a week.”
She frowned, “Fine, different bedrooms then.”
He frowned, “No I don’t think so. Same room, same bed. I’m not willing to allow you the freedom to have others in your bed either.”
“Now Severus….” Albus started.
“No Albus. We’ll be married until one or the other dies. I think its only appropriate that we sleep in the same bed and I will not have my name slandered about if she’s to take another lover. It would no do for rumors to spread. If we were to have children, I do not want to worry constantly if they are mine or not.”
“You…you bastard! How dare you imply that I would…” She clenched her fists. “I see that it was pointless to even come here. You obviously do not need me.” She said through clenched teeth as she stormed out of the office.
So Hermione spent the rest of the morning rifling through the library. She found a couple of decent books that might help her to study for her NEWTS. Unfortunately she forgot to keep track of the time and by the time she did look up to take a gander at the time, she realized that she was already a good fifteen minutes late.
She hurriedly gathered her things and practically ran for the dungeons. When she got there, the door to his office was open and she could hear men talking heatedly. She collected her nerves and entered with a soft knock to the door. “I’m sorry that I’m late, I lost track of the time.”
Severus snorted, of course she did, the stupid chit. “I do have afternoon classes. Could we get on with this?” He huffed in exasperation.
Albus sent him a glare before turning to smile to Hermione.
“Of course, what exactly do we need to discuss?” She asked carefully avoiding the two darker men with her eyes. She smiled forcefully at the Headmaster instead.
“Well, first we need to establish a date for your ceremony to take place.” The twinkling eyed man responded, as he sat in Severus’ usual chair, behind the desk. This earned the older man a nasty scowl.
“ I have a say in that?” Hermione asked incredulously.
Severus rolled his eyes. What the hell was he getting himself into, she was a child and way too innocent.
“Of course, given the contract you should do it with in the next few weeks. I’m sure that we can agree that at the latest date would be the first week of November.”
Hermione jumped at that, “Then I want to wait until after Halloween. I need more time to adjust to this,….this marriage.”
Severus’ grandfather snorted, “I don’t see why we need to wait for the maximum time limit. Its absurd. I say we do it this weekend and get it over with.”
Severus snorted, of course the old man didn’t see why this was so disconcerting. He didn’t have to marry a child that he taught. “ I hate to say this but I think I’ll have to agree with Ms. Granger. I, too, need the time to adjust to Ms. Granger the student. That is, if I am to see her Hermione, the young women.”
Albus nodded, “It settled then after Halloween…that’s a Sunday, so the 5th of November then?”
They both nodded in agreement.
“Okay then on to…marital relations.” Albus went on.
“Wait what?” Hermione responded quickly.
“You know how many times you and Severus must fuck…”
“Grandfather!” Severus reprimanded.
“Alright , alright….have sexual relations with one another.” He arched an eyebrow towards his grandson, as if to question if that was a better way to put it.
Hermione looked shocked but confused, “I don’t think I understand. There are certain stipulations?”
“Obviously.” Severus suddenly smirked wickedly, “As my wife, I would demand that you and I will have sex when I see fit.”
“When you want it?! I think not! I will not be at your beck and call. I won’t be some sort of sex-slave!” She spat angrily as she glared at him with cold distain.
He turned from her to hide his sniggering. It was too funny watching her get riled. Now that she wasn’t his student she obviously felt free to tell him how she felt. Not that he cared. “Relax child. I really only you expect to perform with me in that way once a week.”
She frowned, “Fine, different bedrooms then.”
He frowned, “No I don’t think so. Same room, same bed. I’m not willing to allow you the freedom to have others in your bed either.”
“Now Severus….” Albus started.
“No Albus. We’ll be married until one or the other dies. I think its only appropriate that we sleep in the same bed and I will not have my name slandered about if she’s to take another lover. It would no do for rumors to spread. If we were to have children, I do not want to worry constantly if they are mine or not.”
“You…you bastard! How dare you imply that I would…” She clenched her fists. “I see that it was pointless to even come here. You obviously do not need me.” She said through clenched teeth as she stormed out of the office.