Bloodbound

Adrienne

A/N: Thank you for your patience and reviews! I enjoyed writing this chapter, and I hope you enjoy reading it! Please R&R!


Hermione eyed Shanair as he bent down to greet his girlfriend with a kiss.


“Hello, Darling. I’ve just met your rather lovely stepmother,” Adrienne drawled, turquoise eyes sparkling.


“Ah, yes,” Shanair said, clearing his throat. “Allow me to show you to your room before we take lunch,” he said, hoping to get far away from Hermione, and his father, who had just joined them.


“That would be lovely. I would like to freshen up, and change out of these travel robes,” she said, allowing Shanair to take her elbow.


Hermione rolled her eyes. The girl had worn travel robes? It was not as if she had just traveled hundreds of miles by train. She had apparated and then walked about two blocks. .


Severus smirked. His wife was very visibly jealous of this young woman. What he did not understand was why. Clearly, the girl was attractive, but that hardly seemed enough to merit such disdain. He would find out more he was certain.


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Hermione stood over the sink in the washroom off the master bedroom, splashing cool water on her face. They were to go downstairs for lunch soon, and she was not looking forward to it.


“You and Adrienne had a few minutes to talk before Shanair and I joined you. Had she anything interesting to say?”


“I don’t like her,” Hermione replied to her husband, who had just come into the washroom behind her.


“You don’t like her? You’ve barely met the girl,” Severus said, a smirk playing on his lips.


“As have you, but you seem rather cozy with her,” Hermione responded, shortly.


“What on Earth is that supposed to imply?” Severus asked her, knowing full well where she was going with it.


“I saw you holding her hand, as though you were old friends, or perhaps old lovers,” Hermione said, locking eyes with Severus through the mirror.


“Remember, Dear Wife, that I am the lord of this manor, and it is my duty to welcome guests. There is nothing at all inappropriate about me taking the hand of a female guest. It would not even be inappropriate if I had kissed her hand. That girl is very likely to become our daughter in law, so we would do well to be friendly with her. It is not as if I were making love to her on the garden bench,” Severus replied, coolly. “Do not forget your own place, wife.”


“I should hope that we have enough respect for one another that you would not consider being unfaithful to me,” Hermione said softly.


“Funny. I should hope we have enough respect for one another that you would trust me.”


“Well she is rather gorgeous,” Hermione said, rolling her eyes.


“You know, she is not really my type,” Severus said, a grin playing at the corners of his mouth.


“And what exactly is your type?”


“You,” he said, cupping her face in his hands. “In every way,” he finished, kissing her softly on the mouth.


“Come on you, we better get downstairs for lunch,” Hermione said, taking his hand to lead him to the dining room.


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When Hermione and Severus entered the Dining Room, Shanair and Adrienne were already seated at the large mahogany table, laden with sandwiches, tea, and pumpkin juice. Adrienne had changed into a flowy set of mauve chiffon robes. Far too fancy for lunch, Hermione thought, glancing down at her own rather plain navy blue ones. Shrugging, she took the seat Severus had drawn out for her.


“Oh, hello, I was just telling Shanair what a lovely home this is,” Adrienne said, batting her eyelashes at Severus.


“Thank you,” Severus said politely. Hermione was put off by his hospitality. She was never treated this way before she became his wife, and sometimes not even thereafter.

“I understand you know my cousin, Hermione,” Adrienne said, eyes burning into Hermione’s.


“It’s Madame Snape, and who might your cousin be?”


“Draco Malfoy. My mother’s cousin is Lucius, Draco’s father,” Adrienne continued, as sweetly as ever.


“Being related to the Malfoys is hardly brag-worthy,” Hermione said coldly.


Just then baubles brought Sarah into the dining room.


“OOOh! Who is this little cutie?” Adrienne squealed, voice dripping with sugar.


“This is my baby sister, Sarah,” Shanair said, looking at the baby, who was reaching for Hermione.


“Ma-ma-ma,” Called Sarah.


“She is so beautiful! Auburn hair, green eyes, why, she doesn’t look like a Snape at all,” Adrienne said, as Hermione took Sarah from the pram.


“No, she took more after Mother,” Shanair said distantly.


“Your mother?” Adrienne asked incredulously.


“Yes. Sarah’s mother was Elizabeth, my first wife,” Severus said. “Madam Snape and I do not have any children together yet.”


“Yet? Are you pregnant?”


“I do not think it very appropriate of you to inquire about such a personal matter, Adrienne, but no, I am not pregnant. Yet. Lord Snape and I are to have five children together.


“Five? And how many would I--er Shanair’s wife be required to have?”


“That is completely dependent upon whomever his wife shall be,” Hermione answered curtly.


“For the sake of example, Adrienne, I would say, if, hypothetically speaking, you were to be Shanair’s wife, you would also be required to produce five children,” Severus said, not making eye contact with his now seething wife.


“I do love children,” Adrienne said, looking at Hermione. “Five would be just perfect! In fact, I would be willing to have more,”


“Well, five would be the base number,” Shanair said quietly, feeling suffocated by the tension. “More would certainly be allowed, and definitely welcome.”


“May I hold the baby?” Adrienne asked, looking at Severus.


“I don’t see why not--” Severus said. His face paled when his eyes met those of his wife. If looks could kill, he would be dead.


Adrienne stood to take Sarah, and Hermione was so distracted by the way her robes clung to her body, showing every little contour, that she was able to take the baby without protest. Hermione looked at Severus, to see his eyes, too, were resting on Adrienne’s delicately curving figure. Biting her tongue, she looked at Adrienne, who was now seated, bouncing Sarah on her lap.


“You are such a pretty little girl, yes you are, yes you are,” Adrienne chirped at the baby. Sarah began to laugh. Hermione had had enough. It seemed as though everyone, including her stepdaughter, was enamored by this impostor.


“I think I will go and have a lie down,” Hermione said, willing her fury to stay in check. “Darling, please have Baubles take Sarah for a walk after she has some lunch.”


Severus nodded as his wife stalked from the room.


“Have I done something wrong?” Adrienne asked, looking at the men innocently.


“No, Darling. Of course you haven’t. She is probably just a little tired is all,” Shanair said, looking at his lover adoringly.


“Shanair, please have Baubles tend to Sarah when you two are ready to retire,” Severus said, preparing to leave the room to follow his wife.


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“What the bloody hell has gotten into you?” Severus barked at his wife, who was seated at the vanity table, brushing her hair.


“I don’t know what you are talking about, Darling,” she said, still looking at her reflection.


“Don’t be cute with me,” Severus snapped.


“No, I couldn’t be, could I? That blonde cow is the only thing that is cute around here!”


“What are you talking about?”


“Oh, please! Shanair is infatuated with her!”


“She is his girlfriend you know,” Severus said, looking at her with disdain.


“She is not yours, though. I saw the way you looked at her when she stood up to take Sarah from me,”


Severus reddened.


“I looked at her the same way you looked at her. I was not expecting her to be wearing something so revealing to lunch.


“Everyone likes her better, even Sarah! Even you,” She practically whispered this last.


“What would ever give you the idea that I like her better than you?”


“With her greenish eyes, and reddish hair, she looks more like Elizabeth than I could ever hope to, and she is a pureblood, raised with proper decorum and knowledge of the pureblood ways, just like Elizabeth was, just like I’ll never be,” Hermione said softly, a tear spilling over her cheek.


“Hermione, what makes you think I want you to be like Elizabeth?”


“You loved her first; and you loved her more. She was your first wife, and would still be your wife had she not died,” Hermione said, looking at the floor.


“Yes, I did love her first, Hermione, but I did not love her more. Yes, she would still be my wife, but only because a wizarding marriage is forever--there is no such thing as divorce. That is not to say I would have certainly divorced her, but we were not as happy as you might think we were. Also, do not forget, I did not choose her, she was chosen for me. I did choose you, Hermione. Yes, she was beautiful, as is Adrienne, but that does not make you any less beautiful. An emerald is just as beautiful as a ruby, Hermione, though they are very different from one another,” Severus said, looking at his young wife. “And for the record, you are the love of my life, and no one else could ever hope to be.”


Hermione looked at her husband, feeling a sense of relief. Severus walked over to the table and enveloped her in his arms, kissing her neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck, breathing him in.


Severus scooped up his wife and carried her to the bed, kissing her softly, tugging at her robes.


“Ah, fuck it,” he breathed, and with a quick ‘divesto,’ the pair was naked.


Hermione trembled at the feeling of her husband’s warm body pressed against her, his hard cock begging her to be taken. She parted her legs, and he immediately dove into her, planting kisses all over her breasts and her face. She bucked her hips, begging him to thrust deeper inside of her, and he complied, taking her fully. The pair cried out in ecstasy as they climaxed together, and then collapsed in a heap of damp, sticky love.


A/N:Special Thanks to L'Vanna for letting me bounce ideas off her once again!