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By: writtenwithapensealedwithakiss
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adrienne Part II

Adrienne Part II




A/N: I hope this is fast enough for you J


Adrienne powdered her nose. This was going to be a good day. Hermione was taking the bait, and Sebastian would be very pleased to hear that. She had to hand it to the man: he was brilliant. She didn’t care if he was going to be the one who took her maidenhead. She would get to be a Snape, one of the most respected pureblood families in the wizarding world. Even better, she would be married to the daftest one. Shanair was very sexy, but he was not the brightest. Sure, he was easily in the top ten of his class, but he was so smitten with Adrienne, he was completely blind. She had even convinced him to trust her enough not to put “an uncomfortable chastity charm” on her. She knew that the chastity charm could not be felt, but he did not; and she was not about to be bound to only him forever. There were plenty of men she would like to take as lovers.


She rubbed her lips together, and left the washroom to go to breakfast., making sure to give her hips a little extra swing. She only hoped she could get Severus to notice her again. Today she wore pale blue robes made of cashmere. They had long sleeves and a plunging square neckline. The soft fabric was very form fitting, no flowing at all. It hugged her entire curvaceous body like a tight sweater. She had let her soft Honey curls cascade down her back, and her lips were glossy, with a kissable sheen. If Severus didn’t notice her, she’d have to walk down the stairs naked to provoke a reaction.


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Hermione chewed a piece of bacon, while Severus poured her a glass of pumpkin juice. She was rather beginning to like the closeness that had formed between them. When she was first contracted, she never dreamed she would get to marry someone she could love, and she certainly didn’t think that person could be Severus. She hoped that if Adrienne were contracted, something she would heavily protest, she would get the same treatment Hermione had. One thing she would be sure of, however, was that she and Severus had their first child together before Adrienne and Shanair did, if Adrienne was to be Shanair’s wife. She was not going to let that snotty little bitch beat her in everything.


Hermione’s thought’s were interrupted when Adrienne entered the room. She was wearing robes so tight, she might as well have been naked. Hermione nearly choked on her piece of bacon when she saw Severus fumble with the pumpkin juice pitcher. She looked down and saw the familiar bulge rising in his pants. Anger coursed through her.


Severus looked at Hermione, who was very apparently seething. This would be a good time to excuse myself, before she kills Adrienne, he thought to himself.


“If you ladies will excuse me,” he said, wiping his mouth with his napkin. "I think I am going to go and have a walk,” he said, rising from his chair.


Adrienne smirked, seeing the bulge in Severus’ pants. This is going to be too easy, she thought to herself, taking a piece of bacon from the platter in front of her. She chewed it, smiling triumphantly at Hermione, who scowled blackly at her, tossing her napkin onto her plate. She left the room in a huff.


Hermione went to her room, to read. She knew it was not Severus’ fault. Adrienne was just a temptress, and Hermione would be damned if that woman got her hands on him. She kicked off her shoes and climbed into bed, escaping into the world of the muggle, Robinson Crusoe.


Severus walked along the garden path. This was not going well at all. If he had known Adrienne was going to come to breakfast dressed like that, he would have been able to exercise some control. He hated not being in control. This just would not do. He would have to speak to Adrienne about her attire. If contracted, she would be required to wear the customary white robes, that Hermione had worn. She would do well to remember modesty. He would not have her besmirching the Snape name by dressing or acting like a floozy. That just would not do. She was going on a day trip with Shanair into the countryside, where they were going to picnic and wouldn’t be back until after dinner. He would speak to her tomorrow, on Christmas Eve, after dinner. This behavior simply was not acceptable.


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“Shanair, before you go on this picnic of yours, I want you to take this,” Severus said, handing him a blue vial.


“What is that, Father?”


“It’s an impotence potion. An added precaution, son. I do not want you to be tempted. If Adrienne proves not to be pure, she cannot be contracted,” Severus said sternly.


“I understand father,” Shanair said, and swallowed the potion.


“I am going to have a talk with Adrienne tomorrow evening, after dinner. I do not want Hermione to know, as I think it would make matters worse,” Severus said, looking at his son.


“Right. I understand, Father. I will let Adrienne know, and make sure she does not tell Hermione. What, may I ask, is this discussion in regards to,” Shanair asked, a little suspicious of his father’s intentions.


“That is not your concern at the moment, Shanair. Rest assured, it is completely appropriate.”

Shanair looked at his father for a moment, as if deliberating whether or not to trust him.


“Alright, father, I will tell her,” he said, and then bowed out of the room.


Severus hoped that after his talk with Adrienne, his wife would not feel so threatened by her. She was a powerful asset to the family. Pureblood, related to the Malfoys, wealthy, not to mention beautiful, and intelligent, with a great deal of power, yes, Adrienne was a great candidate. He only hoped his wife could see reason. No matter, he thought, she is not the lord of this manor, and she will not be the one to make decisions. She will obey me, or there willbe consequences.


He did not like that he was becoming soft. No matter how much he loved her, she was still the witch, and he the wizard, and she still owed him the submission and respect that is implied in such a union. He decided to go and see what she was up to.


A/N: Still not terribly long, I know, but The next part really belongs in a new chapter. Please Review!
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