A Wizard's Debt
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult +
Chapters:
42
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39,559
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228
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Ron
Ron.
Finally Bill opened the door; it took too long to get in! Who knows what the greasy bat is doing to her! What was she thinking agreeing to marry him?!
“Ah, good morning, Gentlemen, and lady.” He smirked – oh I want to wipe that smirk off his pale face! He’s stood behind Hermione and putting a little necklace of metal daisies around her neck. She doesn’t like flowers! She got really cross when I picked her some, she said they should be attached to the plant where they belong!
“Get off her, you git!” I shouted.
“Oh dear, I was expecting this.” Hermione said, walking forward and standing in front of all of us (me, Harry, George, Percy, Charlie, Bill, Ginny and Neville) with her hands on her hips and looking really, really, really angry.
“You lot will put your wands away. And you will do it now before I disarm the lot of you!” she yelled, pointing her own wand at us, “Lower. Your. Wands. Now.”
“That’s better.” She breathed a sigh of relief. Did she think we’d hex her? We were going to hex the bat! “Now; I’m saying this once and once only: Severus and I are engaged. We are getting married before the end of the month due to this ridiculous marriage law. This is a joint decision and I am not under the imperious curse. I am not being brainwashed, blackmailed or threatened. And no – this is not how I got straight outstandings in my potions essays!”
“You didn’t – you got one Exceeds expectations, though you had spent a while petrified and hadn’t had as much time as the others in the class.” Snape said with a nasty smile.
“I re-did it and you gave it an outstanding!” she said.
“Yes, but I only accepted the first essay toward the final grade at the end of the year.”
“Whoa! Can we get back on topic, preferably the topic of this marriage-thingy!” Charlie said.
“Thingy?” Ginny said, “Is that the best word you can come up with?”
“Yeah, I’m too busy wanting to hex him, on Hermione’s behalf.” Charlie answered.
“For goodness sake! I am perfectly capable of hexing him myself!” Hermione shouted, not really realising what she’d said.
“We know – we just wanted to be backup.” Smirked George, shaking his head.
“I do hope it doesn’t come to that, I do not like to duel women, you do not tend to fight fair. You have a tendency to aim hexes a bit too low.” Snape said, shaking his head and pulling a black cape over his robes. He handed another to Hermione and shrank it to fit her wordlessly.
“When did this go from them getting married to duelling?” Harry asked, scratching his head.
“Eh?” Neville said, looking at Harry.
“Not sure.” Said Bill, tapping the doorframe with his wand. Doing some cursebreaking thing or something.
“We. Are. Getting. Married. End. Of. Story.” Hermione yelled, looking upset. I hate it when she cries, its scary. “And if you can’t support my decision then get out and leave us alone! I c-count y-you all as f-family, I t-thought you’d be a b-bit h-happier for me! S-severus isn’t a bad man, and h-he’s b-better than the other o-options.” She sobbed, turning into the greasy git’s hug and holding him tight.
“You have upset my fiancée, and it is my right to take retribution for that – get out and mind your own business before I do so!” he shouted, moving his head to gently kiss Hermione!
“He’s kissing her!” I said, being dragged out of the room by Percy.
“The bed’s a mess – I bet they’ve done a smidge more than kiss.” Charlie muttered, shrugging and walking out.
“Nah, don’t talk rubbish! Hermione wouldn’t do that!” Harry said, defending her as we left the private chambers and into the lab.
“Yeah, she told me she wanted to wait, for the wedding.” Ginny replied.
“How do you know?” Neville asked.
“Girl talk.”
“He’s still the greasy git!” I said, noticing that nobody was listening to me.
“RUN!” called Bill, making a dash for it, “Mum’s coming this way!”
Finally Bill opened the door; it took too long to get in! Who knows what the greasy bat is doing to her! What was she thinking agreeing to marry him?!
“Ah, good morning, Gentlemen, and lady.” He smirked – oh I want to wipe that smirk off his pale face! He’s stood behind Hermione and putting a little necklace of metal daisies around her neck. She doesn’t like flowers! She got really cross when I picked her some, she said they should be attached to the plant where they belong!
“Get off her, you git!” I shouted.
“Oh dear, I was expecting this.” Hermione said, walking forward and standing in front of all of us (me, Harry, George, Percy, Charlie, Bill, Ginny and Neville) with her hands on her hips and looking really, really, really angry.
“You lot will put your wands away. And you will do it now before I disarm the lot of you!” she yelled, pointing her own wand at us, “Lower. Your. Wands. Now.”
“That’s better.” She breathed a sigh of relief. Did she think we’d hex her? We were going to hex the bat! “Now; I’m saying this once and once only: Severus and I are engaged. We are getting married before the end of the month due to this ridiculous marriage law. This is a joint decision and I am not under the imperious curse. I am not being brainwashed, blackmailed or threatened. And no – this is not how I got straight outstandings in my potions essays!”
“You didn’t – you got one Exceeds expectations, though you had spent a while petrified and hadn’t had as much time as the others in the class.” Snape said with a nasty smile.
“I re-did it and you gave it an outstanding!” she said.
“Yes, but I only accepted the first essay toward the final grade at the end of the year.”
“Whoa! Can we get back on topic, preferably the topic of this marriage-thingy!” Charlie said.
“Thingy?” Ginny said, “Is that the best word you can come up with?”
“Yeah, I’m too busy wanting to hex him, on Hermione’s behalf.” Charlie answered.
“For goodness sake! I am perfectly capable of hexing him myself!” Hermione shouted, not really realising what she’d said.
“We know – we just wanted to be backup.” Smirked George, shaking his head.
“I do hope it doesn’t come to that, I do not like to duel women, you do not tend to fight fair. You have a tendency to aim hexes a bit too low.” Snape said, shaking his head and pulling a black cape over his robes. He handed another to Hermione and shrank it to fit her wordlessly.
“When did this go from them getting married to duelling?” Harry asked, scratching his head.
“Eh?” Neville said, looking at Harry.
“Not sure.” Said Bill, tapping the doorframe with his wand. Doing some cursebreaking thing or something.
“We. Are. Getting. Married. End. Of. Story.” Hermione yelled, looking upset. I hate it when she cries, its scary. “And if you can’t support my decision then get out and leave us alone! I c-count y-you all as f-family, I t-thought you’d be a b-bit h-happier for me! S-severus isn’t a bad man, and h-he’s b-better than the other o-options.” She sobbed, turning into the greasy git’s hug and holding him tight.
“You have upset my fiancée, and it is my right to take retribution for that – get out and mind your own business before I do so!” he shouted, moving his head to gently kiss Hermione!
“He’s kissing her!” I said, being dragged out of the room by Percy.
“The bed’s a mess – I bet they’ve done a smidge more than kiss.” Charlie muttered, shrugging and walking out.
“Nah, don’t talk rubbish! Hermione wouldn’t do that!” Harry said, defending her as we left the private chambers and into the lab.
“Yeah, she told me she wanted to wait, for the wedding.” Ginny replied.
“How do you know?” Neville asked.
“Girl talk.”
“He’s still the greasy git!” I said, noticing that nobody was listening to me.
“RUN!” called Bill, making a dash for it, “Mum’s coming this way!”