Pretty Woman

Chapter 2






 

Chapter 2

 

The next morning, Severus woke up to find Hermione sound
asleep on her stomach. She was lying
naked, on top of the covers and he smiled.
He leaned his body along hers and reached between her legs from her
backside and found her nub. Slowly, he
began to rub it, waiting for her to react.
It took a couple of minutes for her to wake up, but by that time, he was
already thrusting his fingers into her, feeling her wetness. She was breathing heaving, looking back at
him with a smile. Removing his hand, he
rolled over on his knees, and pulled her onto her knees. He entered her from behind, slowly. He was ready to feel her tightness again.

 

His thrusts were strong and steady, thoroughly enjoying
her. His fingers went around to her nub
and began stroking it again. Her hips
met his thr whi while she was quietly moaning.
He knew it was her natural reaction and not her faking it. He thrusts increased as did the fingers on
her nub. Feeling her walls spasm around
him, he gently massaged her nub, letting her orgasm last. When her spasms slowed down, he placed both
his hands on her hips and began thrustinto hto her harder and faster. He could see her head jerk from his
movements as she turned to look at him.
She gave him a slight smile while he continued pounding into her. She was so wet, that he couldn’t pull out
too far or he would’ve slipped out all the way. His thrusts were short but powerful and finally he came, spilling
into her.

 

Pulling out or, hr, he collapsed down next to her. She rolled over to face him, neither one
saying a word as they caught their breath.

 

“You don’t bring your customers here do you?” he asked.

 

“How do you know?”

 

“Because your bed is small.” She smiled.

 

“Can I take a shower before I leave?”

 

“Sure. I’ll even cook
you breakfast.” He looked at her
suspiciously, wondering if she was going to ghim him cereal. “Okay, I’ll go out and bring you back some
breakfast.”

 

He agreed, handing her twenty dollars. “I’ll buy.
You save your money for your education.” She smiled and left to get him breakfast.

 

When she returned, he was finished showering. They enjoyed a quiet breakfast before he
left.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Severus knew who his contact was, he just didn’t know
where he was to meet him. His contact
was the head of the Santiago family, the most notorious wizarding family in
America. Luis Diego was head of the
family, proving to be a wizard you wanted to keep happy. It was no secret his wealth came from
selling drugs and laundering money along with blackmail and embezzlements. Some wizards referred to him as selling out
because he used the Muggle’s world to become rich. Luis Diego begged to differ.
Somehow Lucius Malfoy persuaded the man to join him in the
uprising.

 

Severus had discretely inquired about Luis Diego. Severus had finally met his contact later
that evening, Ricardo Santiago, Luis Diego’s son. He was a wealthy Mexican who owned the Aladdin. He led Severus to a private room on the top
floor. When the elevator doors opened,
Severus was surprised to hear classical Mexican music and see so many wizards, h esh escorted by a witch. They were
each dressed in expensive suites and elegant dresses. Severus was glad he made the choice to wear his traditional dress
robes, so as to portray himself as professional as possible.

 

After being introduced to Luis Diego. He was a tall man with black thick black
hair. He was around 45 years old. Luis Diego then made the introductions to
each of his family members. Severus was
surprised to discover that the witches escorting the wizards were indeed their
wives. He had assumed they were
prostitutes. Clearly family was
important, so he quickly transfigured a small piece of paper he found into a
gold band and placed it on his left ring finger.

 

“We take pride in a family business,” said Luis
Diego. “Family is number one
Severus. Without family, you have
nothing.” He raised his glass of
champagne.

 

“I agree,” said Severus, raising his glass and toasting
the man. “That is why my wife will
accompany me tomorrow. She was still a
little sick from Apparating half way across the world.”

 

“Poor thing. I
know my wife needs at least three days to recover when we return from
Europe. I look forward to meeting
her. In the mean time Severus, make
yourself at home.” He handed him a
key. “You have a suite in our
Aladdin. Please use it for the extent
of your trip. Bring your wife by
tomorrow. We will have a few drinks and
I will take you to one of my favorite restaurants.”

 

“Thank you Luis Diego,” Severus bowed and then shook the
man’s hand.

 

The one thing Severus loathed was having to ‘mingle,’ but
the good of the Order, he would do it.

 

He was pleased at how receptive they were to him. He was able to join the conversations
without having to reveal much information about himself. There was a definite sense of pride when it
came to family, something Severus had only experienced in his early years as a
Death Eater. He had never known what
family was all about until Voldemort took him in and became a father figure to
him. That ended abruptly when Severus
realized Voldemort’s only intention was genocide, ridding the world of Muggles
and muggle born wizards. It made him
all the more determined to stop this new batch of Death Eaters.

 

Late in the evening, he made his excuses and went to go
check on his wife.

 

After searching for two hours, he found her sitting next
to a large man with a huge cowboy hat.
She was wrapped around his arm, encouraging him while he was playing
poker. ‘A Texan,’ he thought.

 

Severus cha changed back into acceptable Muggle clothing
and was discretely crossing in front of her, hoping to get her attention. She was the only witch he trusted enough to
help him with this task.

 

She glanced up and noticed Severus staring at her. This surprised her since she assumed she
would not be seeing him again. She
watched his eyes casually moved to the bathroom and he headed in that
direction. Well aware that he needed to
talk to her, she made her excuses.

 

“Sweetheart,” she whispered into her Texan’s ear. “I have to use the little ladies room.”

 

“You go on sugar pie,” he said in a deep Texan draw. “But hurry back to daddy.” She turned to leave, but not before he
slapped her hard on the ass. She jumped
and squeaked. Turning around, she blew
her Texan a kiss and left.

 

Severus was in the hall waiting for her, impatiently
waiting for her. Even though he knew
she used memory charms, it bothered him to see her with another man. He told himself it was because she was too
damn smart to be a prostitute.

 

She was curious as to what he wanted. “We need to talk,” he said, wrapping his
arms around her. Before she knew it, he
had Apparated them both to the suite Luis Diego had given him. He had already placed many wards on the
place so as not to be disturbed or spied on during his stay.

 

“Severus, I’m working,” she said impatiently. He eyed her cautiously. She was wearing a short denim skirt with a
red and white handkerchief tied around her like a blouse. Her hair was still blonde and short. She cautiously eyed the suite to see if they
were alone, but didn’t pay too much attention to the details of the room.

 

“I’ll pay you,” he said before thinking. Well, he was thinking, but it was of him and
her in bed from the previous night. He
wanted her again and this bothered him.
He had to keep a clear mind if he was going to stop the Santiago family.

 

She crossed her arms and faced him. “Severus, he just paid me $10,000 for the
night,” she smirked, almost daring him to top that.

 

He about choked, realizing he had gotten off easy with
paying a thousand dollars. Instead, he
calmly said, “Can you meet me back here later?”

 

“I can’t meet you until the morning.”

 

For some reason this angered him, not because he would
have to wait, but because she was going to be with another. “I thought you used memory charms on your
customers,” he sneered.

 

“I do, but I have to be there when he wakes up. He is one of my regulars and knows I’ll be
there in the morning.” She quickly
defended herself. A part of her wanted
him to know she was not going to have sex with this customer.

 

“Fine.” He handed
her a key to the suite. “I will be
waiting for you in the morning. The
wards are not set for you, so you will need to use the key.” She took the key and glared at him before
she Disapparated.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

When morning came, Hermione took care of her customer,
assuring him he was fabulous between the sheets. When he left, she Apparated home and took a quick shower. She then left to his suite. She knew he was here for business for the Order. There was no other reason for him being in
America. There was no way she would
help the Order when they didn’t even help her.
Unlocking the door, she walked in to find him pacing the room. He was wearing his black trousers and a
white dress shirt. His hair was still
damp from his recent shower.

 

“Severus, good morning,” she said, approaching him. She was wearing a pair of loose fitting blue
jeans and a pink t-shirt along with a pair of tennis shoes. Her hair was pulled back with the soft curls
falling down her back.

 

She looked beautiful when she was her natural self and
Severus cursed himself for noticing.
“Where have you been?” he snd. d.
“I said to meet me this morning.”

 

She looked at her watch and pointed to it. “It’s 8:32 Severus. That qualifies as morning.” He didn’t intimidate her anymore. After the night they had spent together, she
had see a different side to him, a human side.
The seven years he had been her potions professor, she thought he was
incapable of human feelings, but she was clearly mistaken.

 

“I need your help.
I am here on business for the Order.
A situation has arose and I need you to portray my wife for a week or
until Lucius Malfoy arrives.” He took a
seat at the breakfast table, not looking at her.

 

“I don’t belong to the Order, so I hope you intend on
paying me.” He shot her a dirty look,
knowing he would pay her what it took.

 

“Is everything about money?” he said viciously, hoping to
make her back down.

 

“Actually it is. I
wouldn’t be in this situation if it was otherwise.”

 

“Hermione, this is for the Order. Surly you can donate your time.”

 

“As I said, I don’t belong to the Order and I have no
intentions of helping them.” He stood
and walked over to her.

 

“You have no intentions of helping them? That’s pretty condescending considering you
stood by my side during the final battle.”
She had refused to join the Order, but she remained by Severus, helping
and aiding him to weaken Voldemort before Harry could throw the final curse.

 

She looked down at her feet. She had stood by his side during the final battle, but there were
more personal reasons he was not aware of.
“I did what I had to do,” she said flatly, refusing to offer any more
information.

 

“Well, you know what you have to do now,” he snapped. He was not about to play this childish game
with her. He had invested too much of
his life into the Order to be shot down by a silly little girl that had selfish
reasons for not wanting to help.

 

“Fine, then you will pay me for my time and I will portray
your wife,” she in a finalized voice.
He didn’t have time to argue with her and he knew if he made her much
angrier, she would refuse all together.

 

“I will require your services for at least a week. You will portray my loving wife while I talk
business to a very powerful family whose priority is family and
purebloods. You will have to end end to
be a pureblood.” He waited for her to
comment on his last requirement, but she didn’t. “How much?”

 

“$150,000,” she snapped.

 

“What the hell?
You charged me $1000 dollars for one night!” he growled. “$7000 for the week.”

 

“You want days too?”

 

“Okay, $14,000.”

 

“Last night I brought in $10,000 from one customer. I am not about to miss another $10,000 from
my regulars who are due here this week.
If you want me you will pay $150,000.”
She knew he was desperate from his irritable attitude and the way he was
quick to make a deal. She had learned
more about him from her seventh year since she had been stuck working with him
during her potions N.E.W.T.s.

 

“For the love of Merlin.
I don’t have time for this! If
you do this, you will be at my beck and call, twenty-four hours a day. I will be your husband and you will be my
adoring wife that comes with full services.”
The words spilled from his mouth before he could stop them, but he
didn’t regret them. Not when he was
going to have the chance to be with her again.

 

“Oh, you want full services too? Then the price will be $250,000.” She was going in for the kill, wanting to make him pay for every
mean thing he had said to her over the years.
She knew if he agreed to such a ridiculous price, he would be admitting
that he desperately needed her help.
She knew she would never get a verbal admittance, but having him pay an
obscene amount would take do.

 

“You can’t do that!” he yelled. ‘Damn her,’ he thought, ‘she knows I need her help.’

 

“I’m not the one who desperately needs a wife. I’m sure you can find another girl willing
to work for $14,000.”

 

“I don’t need just any girl, I need you Hermione. $200,000.”
Surprised by his partial admittance, she agreed.

 

“Deal.” She
reached her hand out and he shook it.
She locked her eyes onto him and his eyes locked onto hers. They stood, holding each other’s hand for
about twenty seconds before they both recoiled.

 

“Go get your things and be back her in one hour. I need to brief you on the situation.” He turned his back to her and walked across
the room.

 

“Yes, my loving, adoring, handsome husband. I shall return.” She blew him a kiss.
Before Apparating she said, “Baby, I am going to love you so good,
you’ll never let me go.” She didn’t
know why she said it, but she wanted him to know she would take care of him and
his needs while she was with him.

 

Her words surprised him and since he didn’t know how to be
nice, he did the next best thing. He
opened his mouth to say something cruel.
“At $200,000 a week, I’ll drop kick you out of here myself.”

 

This made her mad, but knew how to burn him. “Severus, do you realize that I offered my
services to you last year, saying I would be at ‘your beck and call’ to be your
assistant and all it would have cost you was the price of a potion’s
assistant.”

 

He remembered.
Clearly irritated, he lowered himself to her level and flipped her off
with a familiar Muggle gesture. “No, dear,
we’ll save that for later,” she winked at him.
‘Check mate,’ she thought, leaving to her apartment.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Standing in the middle of her apartment, she
screamed. She couldn’t believe the deal
she had just made. If it worked out and
she had no doubt that it wouldn’t, given that Severus Snape was a man of his
word, she would be able to go home early for the summer and take a few summer
courses.

 

She had just finished packing a few things when Mistress
Venus Apparated next to her. She was
sporting short pink hair that was pulled back in two piggy tails. She wore a short white skirt with a very
revealing striped top. “Hello Tonks,”
chirped Hermione. “I haven’t seen you
for a while. How are things down in New
Orleans?” Tonks was Mistress Venus. Because she was a metamorphisus, she was
able to constantly change to a man’s needs and wants. This is where Hermione had gotten her idea for the glamour
charms.

 

“Financially satisfying,” she said. Tonks was a favorite among the men down in
New Orleans. “My Hermione, you look absolutely vibrant.”

 

Tonks taught Hermione everything she needed to know about
prostitution with memory charms. She
knew curiosity would tempt her, so she informed her of a few rules, like no
kissing. Hermione learned quick, not
surprising, and soon she was the number one requested prostitute on the Las
Vegas strip. There had been many pimps
who wanted to control her, but with the persuasion of her magic wand, they left
her alone.

 

“I have just made the deal of a life time. I am being paid $200,000 for the week,”
beamed Hermione.

 

“A week!” she gasped.
“Hermione, you can’t perform memory charms on one person more than once
a week. I told you that when I first
taught you the charms.” Tonks was more
worried about the charms than the amount of money she was being paid.

 

“I know. I haven’t
forgotten Tonks.”

 

“Then let me get this straight. Some idiot is paying you for your company because I know you are
not having a weeks worth of sex.” Hermione’s eyes went back to packing her
gs. gs. “Oh gods Hermione, you don’t
even know the tricks required to sexually satisfy a man!”

 

This burned Hermione.
She knew she was inexperienced, but her nature had been to be the best
at everything, even if it was sex. Her
own thinking took her by surprise, but she lashed out, “What if I already had
sex with him?”

 

This surprised Tonks because Hermione was not one to sleep
with her Johns on a regular basis.
Tonks admitted that she slept with several of her Johns, but only the
cute ones she would grin. “Once is a
lot difference from an entire week of sex!”

 

Hermione was well aware of this, but she needed to be
honest with Tonks about who it was. It
just wasn’t going to be easy saying Severus
Snape is paying me $200,000 to have sex with him. “He knows about the memory charms and that I am not an experienced
prostitute,” admitted Hermione.

 

“Oh shit! You’re
being paid by Severus Snape!” Hermione
stared in shock at Tonks with her mouth wide open.

 

“How did you know?!” screamed Hermione.

 

“Order business.
That is why I am here to warn you, but it’s too late. Severus Snape is here for the Order and I
was going to warn you so you wouldn’t run into him.” Tonks started giggling.
“Why is he paying you to be with him?
Surly a good looking man like that can find a woman.” They both started laughing.

 

“No, it’s not like that,” began Hermione, “He needs me to
portray his wife while he is here. He
needs someone familiar with the Order’s business.”

 

“But $200,000? I
know he is going to want more than just you portraying his wife. He’s going to want a sex slave,” she purred.

 

“That’s why tricerice is so high. We made the deal based on me providing full
services.”

 

“Oh girl, you haven’t even given your first blow job!”

 

“Don’t worry about it Mistress Venus,” she smirked. “I will figure it out.”

 

“I hope so. wou wouldn’t even send one of my inexperienced girls with him, let alone you.” She watched Hermione put her final few items
in a bag. “By the way, how was he in
bed?”

 

Hermione blushed, “He was okay.”

 

“You damn liar. He
was good wasn’t he?” Her voice was envious.

 

“He was fabulous,” said Hermione. “I had my first orgasm with him.”

 

“I knew! I knew
it!” said Tonks, “I used to flirt with him while in the Order, but he
threatened to permanently change me into a frog, so I left him alone. I knew he was all man. If you need me, you know how to contact
me. Or if he wears you out, call
me.” Tonks winked before Apparating.

 

Hone one only packed her toiletries and underclothes. She had a feeling that the social situations
she was going to attend would require more formal wear and she knew Severus
would pay for those clothes. She
quickly Apparated outside of the suite and let herself in.

 

 

Without looking at her, he spoke, “Have a seat
Hermione. I need to explain to you why
I am here and what I need from you. The
Order has discovered that - ”

 

“Wait. Aren’t you
going to threaten me within an inch of my life if I breathe a word of this to
anyone,” she asked, remember the old days and how secretive he was.

 

“Hermione, I trust you.”
This floored her. She kept her
mouth shut and let him continue. “The
Order has discovered that Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange are trying to
raise the Death Eaters once again, but with help from the Luis Diego Santiago. Luis Diego is my contact here. He is the leader of a very powerful group of
pureblood wizards that range from here into Mexico. Lucius has requested my presences to make contact and set up the
negotiations. After this is set, Lucius
will be here with Bellatrix to finalize the deal. It is my job to get as many details as possible about the
Santiago family before Lucius finalizes the deal.

 

To my surprise, Luis Diego is a very family oriented
man. Every one of his members was
accompanied by their wives. When I
showed up, I realized that if I had a wife to accompany me, I would earn their
trust and respect quicker. This is
where you come in. I need you to
observe how the women treat their husbands so you can treat me the same
way. I expect you to learn their
costumes and traditions along with their way of thinking so that we can earn
their trust quickly. While doing this,
I need you to listen and learn about any of their plans for the uprising. We only have a week before Lucius and
Bellatrix arrive.

 

Hermione, I need to know, can you do this?”

 

“Yes,” she said without any hesitation. She trusted Severus and knew his work for
the Order had brought the downfall of Voldemort.

 

“Good.” He stood
up. “I have made arrangements for
Benita to take you shopping. She is
Luis Diego’s niece. I explained to Luis
Diego that your things were shipped ahead of time, but were somehow lost. He offered his niece to escort you to the
finer boutiques to buy clothes and accessories. Let her guide you. Allher her to shop for you, but I want you to casually question her about up coming
events.” He reached into his pocket and
pulled out a credit card.

 

“I’m impressed Severus.”
He was the last one she expected to be seen with a credit card. Taking a
closer look at it, she noticed her name was one it.

 

“I set it up for you.
I assume you know how to use one.”
She smiled while she nodded ‘yes.’
“Buy whatever you need,” he said dryly.
“I will meet you back here when you are finished.”

 

“How do you want me to fix my appearance?” she asked. “I can be a blonde, a redhead, a - ”

 

“Be yourself,” he said quickly.

 

“I’m too boring when I’m myself,” she muttered. She had never caught the boys’ attention by
being herself at Hogwarts. Being on the
street, she gained many customers by being a blonde or redhead.

 

“No you’re not.
That’s the way I had you the other night and you were not boring.” He said this without looking at her. He was not used to giving compliments and
hoped she would just accept what he said.

 

“Okay, I’ll be myself,” she was flattered with his
compliment. “What about my name?”

 
ou aou are Hermione Granger-Snape. We have been married for five years. We were married on August 10 at a small wizarding ceremony. We plan on having children in the near future. You were my student and I was your
professor. We fell madly in love, had
an elicit affair until we were married.”


 

“Five years? That
means I was thirteen when I married you!”

 

“Okay, we’ve been married for three years.”

 

“Is that all? Is
there anything else I should know,” she snapped.

 

“You are head over heals in love with me and are at my
beck and call,” he added for fun. “Oh and we’re meeting Luis Diego for drinks
before dinner tonight.”

 

Before she could reply, the doorbell rang. Severus nodded to Hermione to answer
it. Upon opening the door, she saw a
beautiful woman her age standing there.
Her hair was black and pulled up into a loose bun. She was wearing a simple sundress wispagspaghetti straps. It had a floral print
that looked radiant against her dark skin.

 

“Hello, I’m Benita.
You must be Hermione.”

 

“Yes I am.” She
gave Hermione a big hug.

 

“Welcome to Las Vegas.
I meant your wonderful husband last night and knew you would be just as
exquisite.” Hermione’s eyes about fell
out, wondering if she had mistaken Severus for someone else. “Are you ready to go shopping?”

 

“Of course. What
woman isn’t ready to go shopping?”

 

Benita laughed. “I
have never heard a more truer statement.”
They both left to go shopping.

 

Hermione was a quick thinker and a smooth talker. She had picked out a few outfits that were
distasteful, hoping Benita would volunteer to take over.

 

“Hermione, you have an amazing figure,” Benita said, “You
should wear tighter clothing. Your man
will appreciate it more.”

 

“I have always had poor taste in clothes. Will you show me what I should buy?”

 

“Of course.”
Benita went straight to the clothes and began to pull several beautiful
dresses out. Hermione was impressed
that her tastes were similar.

 

She was able to let Benita pick out clothes for her,
including an elegant dress dinner that night.
Benita had her buy everything from formal to casual, including a bikini,
underclothes, and lingerie. The two hit
is off and became fast friends. It
saddened Hermione that she was shopping with a future Death Eater, even though
Benita came across as just the opposite.

 

When Hermione returned, to find Severus gone. She assumed he was away on business, so she
decided to take a look around at the suite.
It was colossal. The bedroom had
a large king size bed that was very inviting.
It was full of pillows and a thick comforter. The bathroom was off of the bedroom. The shower had three shower gold showerheads that all sprayed
water into the center. It was so large,
that a dozen people could fit in t.
.

 

In the main room by the balcony was a grand piano. She had taken piano lessons for 15 years and
looked forward to playing this one. The
couch was white and thick. There were
also two chairs, all facing a fireplace. In the dining room, there was a chandelier that she could have
sworn was made from real diamonds. When
she turned on the light, it fragmented everywhere, lighting up the room. Just by the fabrics and thickness of the
carpet, she knew this was a very expensive s. .

 

She decided to take a shower and get ready for
dinner. Severus returned and met
Hermione walking out of the bedroom, fully dressed and ready. She was wearing an elegant, dark blue dress
the accented her figure. Her hair was
loosely pulled up into a bun with ringlets of hair falling here and there
around her neck. Her make up was
tastefully done. She also wore a pair
of earrings and necklace that accented her outfit.

 

“Hello Severus,” she said, smiling at him. He eyed her and nodded approvingly. She didn’t expect much more than this, so
she was pleased he approved. “Where
have you been?” she asked, curious.

 

“Getting you a wedding ring.” He took her left hand and slid a two-karat diamond ring onto her
ring fr. r. She just gaped while
looking at it.

 

“Damn!” she said, taking a closer look. “I’ve never seen anything so spectacular!”

 

“Well, take a good look at it because one, you’re not
keeping it and two, you need to pretend you have been wearing it for three
years,” he said. He was still looking
at her appearance. She could see in his
eyes that he truly approved.

 

He went to take a quick shower and dressed. He came out wearing a black dress suit and
his hair was tied back. She raised her
eyebrow and smiled. ‘He sure could
clean up,’ she thought. He plaa
ga
gold band on his left ring finger.

  “Re “Remember, stay as close to the truth as you can. It will prevent you from tell too many lies
and having to remember each lie.” He
then offered his arm to her and they left together.