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Adult ++
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Snippet #23 (HG/SS) If Not Wed, then Bed
Snippet #23 ~ If Not Wed, then Bed
“I’m afraid the wedding has been postponed again, Severus,” Albus informed the wizard. “It appears Mrs. Granger has suddenly taken ill and is unable to attend, and Hermione refuses to be married without her presence.”
Snape frowned. This was the third time this wedding had been postponed as well as the Wedding Night. The wizard had not touched Hermione in any remotely sexual manner in all this time, and had been forced to participate in the planning and all manner of social interactions that he’d hated. But he’d done it, all with the thought of the brilliant witch finally becoming his in every way.
Their courtship had been traditional, complete with chaperones and the proposal well-crafted and done just as it should have been, the snarky wizard getting down on one knee and asking Hermione for her hand. He had received only one chaste kiss from the witch and that was upon her acceptance.
He couldn’t wait to get at her. The past few months had been a nightmare for him and his only solace had been that when he finally got Hermione alone, he was going to fuck her until she could barely walk and talk. The witch controlled every aspect of their relationship up to this point. If she wanted him to jump, he’d jump. If she wanted him to dine with her relatives and make small talk, he did. Hermione was a prize, the Potions master knew this. Their children would be geniuses and he would never become bored with her because she was so intelligent.
But this delay. It was too much. First, Harry broke his leg and couldn’t attend the wedding and Hermione put it off for six weeks until he got better.
“Harry is my best friend Severus. I refuse to get married if he isn’t in attendance,” she had said to him angrily.
Snape had been through too much to let her go unscathed now, so reluctantly agreed to wait. Then her father had been called out of town for important business that he absolutely had to take care of.
Again, Hermione threatened to call off the wedding if her father couldn’t be present to give her away. Again, Snape waited.
Now this. This was the straw that broke the Thestrals back. Snape looked at all the seated guests and scowled blackly as they rose tiredly, once again leaving his cancelled nuputials.
The wizard walked across the disgustingly bright, flowery park Hermione insisted they get married in and to the small cottage the witch was in. He opened the door and stormed through. She was in a small bedroom with her attending witches. The cottage wasn’t fancy at all and neither was the room. A full-sized bed with blue sheets was present as was Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood when Snape walked in on Hermione, who was fully dressed in all her bridal glory. All three witches screamed at him to get out.
”You get out!” Snape snarled at Luna and Ginny, “I want to talk to my fiancée. NOW!”
Ginny and Luna quickly scooted out of the cottage.
”Snape looks pissed,” Ginny said to Luna, who replied dreamily, “He is. This is the third time Hermione’s stopped the wedding. He doesn’t like it.”
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”Severus, you have no right to be in here,” Hermione said to him, glaring at the dour wizard, who glared back at her. “You’re not supposed to see me in my bridal gown!”
Snape’s face contorted.
”I’m finished, witch. We are not marrying,” he said to her, his black eyes narrowed. “I have jumped through your hoops for months, waiting for my chance at you and you’ve postponed our wedding three times. Three times! I have my needs and my limits! I’m finished!”
Hermione blinked at him.
“Finished? You can’t mean that Severus. After all the planning and arranging, people expect us to get married. We did everything right,” she said to the wizard.
“Not everything. I’m tired of waiting to bed you witch. As I said, I have needs, needs I cannot meet as your fiancée. I need pussy damn it, and I’m tired. So, consider our wedding permanently cancelled. Goodbye,” he said, spinning in his suit and heading for the bedroom door.
Hermione ran forward.
”No. Severus. Wait. Just wait a minute,” she cried after him.
Severus turned and looked at her, his eyes cold.
”The only thing that will keep me in this room is your wedding dress goes up and your knickers come down,” he hissed at her. “Or else I am gone for good, witch. For good.”
Hermione looked at the pale wizard. He had been more than patient and done things for her that she never believed he would do for anyone, and it was because he wanted to be her husband. Now he had enough. The thing was, she did love him. He had been so kind, so understanding during all this. She knew she had taken him beyond his limits, but this was going to be her only wedding and she wanted it to be perfect. Still, she didn’t want to lose him.
“All right. The dress will come up and the knickers come down. Just don’t walk out on me, Severus,” she said to him softly.
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If Hermione had expected tenderness or patience from the dark wizard, she was sadly mistaken. He was too starved for that as he quickly cast a Silencing spell and a ward on the bedroom, removed his suit jacket, tie, shoes, socks and trousers, then practically attacked her, tossing Hermione face first into the full-sized bed, throwing her beautiful wedding dress up around her waist, pulling off her shoes, stockings and knickers, then straddling her legs and driving his thick cock into her virgin sleeve hungrily and with a vengeance, letting out all his longing and frustration on the young, shrieking witch until he was satisfied and she was quaking under him.
[ANIMATED IMAGE]
Needless to say, the next ceremony was completed without a hitch, despite both Harry and Ron coming down with Wizard’s Flu the day before.
Hermione sent pictures.
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A/N: Another little snippet written to the animation.
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“I’m afraid the wedding has been postponed again, Severus,” Albus informed the wizard. “It appears Mrs. Granger has suddenly taken ill and is unable to attend, and Hermione refuses to be married without her presence.”
Snape frowned. This was the third time this wedding had been postponed as well as the Wedding Night. The wizard had not touched Hermione in any remotely sexual manner in all this time, and had been forced to participate in the planning and all manner of social interactions that he’d hated. But he’d done it, all with the thought of the brilliant witch finally becoming his in every way.
Their courtship had been traditional, complete with chaperones and the proposal well-crafted and done just as it should have been, the snarky wizard getting down on one knee and asking Hermione for her hand. He had received only one chaste kiss from the witch and that was upon her acceptance.
He couldn’t wait to get at her. The past few months had been a nightmare for him and his only solace had been that when he finally got Hermione alone, he was going to fuck her until she could barely walk and talk. The witch controlled every aspect of their relationship up to this point. If she wanted him to jump, he’d jump. If she wanted him to dine with her relatives and make small talk, he did. Hermione was a prize, the Potions master knew this. Their children would be geniuses and he would never become bored with her because she was so intelligent.
But this delay. It was too much. First, Harry broke his leg and couldn’t attend the wedding and Hermione put it off for six weeks until he got better.
“Harry is my best friend Severus. I refuse to get married if he isn’t in attendance,” she had said to him angrily.
Snape had been through too much to let her go unscathed now, so reluctantly agreed to wait. Then her father had been called out of town for important business that he absolutely had to take care of.
Again, Hermione threatened to call off the wedding if her father couldn’t be present to give her away. Again, Snape waited.
Now this. This was the straw that broke the Thestrals back. Snape looked at all the seated guests and scowled blackly as they rose tiredly, once again leaving his cancelled nuputials.
The wizard walked across the disgustingly bright, flowery park Hermione insisted they get married in and to the small cottage the witch was in. He opened the door and stormed through. She was in a small bedroom with her attending witches. The cottage wasn’t fancy at all and neither was the room. A full-sized bed with blue sheets was present as was Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood when Snape walked in on Hermione, who was fully dressed in all her bridal glory. All three witches screamed at him to get out.
”You get out!” Snape snarled at Luna and Ginny, “I want to talk to my fiancée. NOW!”
Ginny and Luna quickly scooted out of the cottage.
”Snape looks pissed,” Ginny said to Luna, who replied dreamily, “He is. This is the third time Hermione’s stopped the wedding. He doesn’t like it.”
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”Severus, you have no right to be in here,” Hermione said to him, glaring at the dour wizard, who glared back at her. “You’re not supposed to see me in my bridal gown!”
Snape’s face contorted.
”I’m finished, witch. We are not marrying,” he said to her, his black eyes narrowed. “I have jumped through your hoops for months, waiting for my chance at you and you’ve postponed our wedding three times. Three times! I have my needs and my limits! I’m finished!”
Hermione blinked at him.
“Finished? You can’t mean that Severus. After all the planning and arranging, people expect us to get married. We did everything right,” she said to the wizard.
“Not everything. I’m tired of waiting to bed you witch. As I said, I have needs, needs I cannot meet as your fiancée. I need pussy damn it, and I’m tired. So, consider our wedding permanently cancelled. Goodbye,” he said, spinning in his suit and heading for the bedroom door.
Hermione ran forward.
”No. Severus. Wait. Just wait a minute,” she cried after him.
Severus turned and looked at her, his eyes cold.
”The only thing that will keep me in this room is your wedding dress goes up and your knickers come down,” he hissed at her. “Or else I am gone for good, witch. For good.”
Hermione looked at the pale wizard. He had been more than patient and done things for her that she never believed he would do for anyone, and it was because he wanted to be her husband. Now he had enough. The thing was, she did love him. He had been so kind, so understanding during all this. She knew she had taken him beyond his limits, but this was going to be her only wedding and she wanted it to be perfect. Still, she didn’t want to lose him.
“All right. The dress will come up and the knickers come down. Just don’t walk out on me, Severus,” she said to him softly.
***************************************
If Hermione had expected tenderness or patience from the dark wizard, she was sadly mistaken. He was too starved for that as he quickly cast a Silencing spell and a ward on the bedroom, removed his suit jacket, tie, shoes, socks and trousers, then practically attacked her, tossing Hermione face first into the full-sized bed, throwing her beautiful wedding dress up around her waist, pulling off her shoes, stockings and knickers, then straddling her legs and driving his thick cock into her virgin sleeve hungrily and with a vengeance, letting out all his longing and frustration on the young, shrieking witch until he was satisfied and she was quaking under him.
Needless to say, the next ceremony was completed without a hitch, despite both Harry and Ron coming down with Wizard’s Flu the day before.
Hermione sent pictures.
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A/N: Another little snippet written to the animation.
A/N/N:: Snippets with accompanying animations are available at http://www.theburningpen.com/nuttinbuttherent for a small donation of choice. Donation is to help with bills and not for fic but for artwork/animations. Thanks. ***Thanks for reading.