Diamond in the Rough

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Severus Snape was not a happy man as he made his way across the ministry atrium, his robes billowing around him. He had been angry but now found himself resigned to the fact he would have to be saddled with some witch. Merlin, he would end up producing a few ankle biters to boot which made him scowl even deeper, he had never planned to have children, he didn’t particularly like children, having gotten his fill from his years teaching at Hogwarts.


If he were lucky, she would be passive, quiet, stay out of his way, and keep those ankle biters out of his way as well. As for the matching test having been derived from Amor Verus, well the ministry could blow that out their ear, he snorted. He knew the spell only activated if both people chose to let “love” occur, there was still such a thing as free will even where magic was concerned. He would abide by the ministry law and that was all he intended to do, bloody, interfering sods the lot of them. He grumbled to himself as he approached the ministry matrimonial matching department.

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He pinched the bridge of his nose. This was unfuckingbelievable. He certainly wasn’t holding out hope this would turn out some other way but couldn’t help but make his way directly to the minister’s office as soon as he had seen his results. He was made to cool his heels in the minister’s outer office as he waited for Shacklebolt to see him.


“He’s ready to see you now, Mr. Snape.” The assistant said softly bringing Severus out of his reverie. He nodded briefly to the girl, stood up and made his way to the door.


“Severus.” Shacklebolt held out his hand as Severus came into the minister’s office.


“Kingsley.” Severus sneered and sat heavily down into the chair in front of Kingsley’s desk.


Kingsley Shacklebolt went over to his sideboard and poured a couple of fire whiskeys. “I know its early afternoon; however, you look like you could use this.” Kingsley handed Severus a tumbler.


Severus took the glass and looked down into the amber liquid. He sighed and looked up at Kingsley. “Tell me Shacklebolt, am I wasting my time coming to you to discuss these results.” Snape held up a parchment.


Kingsley sighed as well. “Severus, you are probably aware by now how the potion was developed.”


Severus waved his hand dismissively, “Yes, yes, I’m very aware of how it’s been derived and I also know who helped you craft such a dunderheaded idea in this matching test of yours.”


Kingsley cleared his throat, “Firstly Severus, the Wizengamot drew up the law with the help of the board of directors, my office simply executes it.”


“What complete and utter bullshit, Shacklebolt, You don’t expect me to actual believe that drivel.” Snape snarled at Kingsley a look of utter disdain on his face.


Now smiling a little abashedly, Kingsley attempted to ply Severus with the key benefit of the potion. “Well then, you know what your match could evolve into.”


Severus’ eyes narrowed as he looked at Kingsley, “Could being the operative word Minister.” Severus stood up, “I believe I’ve wasted enough time here.”


“Severus…..sit down.”


Severus Snape pulled the day's edition of the Daily Profit out of his robe pocket and slapped it onto Kingsley’s desk. “She has managed to get herself on the front page of the Daily Prophet again. She poured her drink over her date’s head then tipped a table over to emphasize her displeasure. I hear she has set her parents back a sweet sickle every time she seems to publicly display her displeasure. Do I look like the type of man that needs that type of aggravation in his life?” He sneered down at Kingsley.


“You could be a very good influence on her; at least that’s what her parents seem to believe.” Kingsley countered.


“It’s not my influence on her I’m bloody concerned with.” Severus all but snarled. He turned abruptly and left the minister’s office.


He made his way over to the lifts to get down to the ministry floos, his thoughts on how to finagle out of this nonsense. He heard the door open on the way down but kept his eyes closed. Feeling a piercing headache begin to pulse behind his right eye, he pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger and leaned against the wall of the lift.


“Snape.” A low husky voice sounded.


Severus looked down to see who had called to him. He scowled and snarled, “You.”


She smirked. “Oh, come on Snape, I expect a better hello for your fiancée.”


“I’ve nothing to say to you at the moment.” He looked down at her with derision.


“You act as if this is my fault; I had nothing to do with this fucking law,” her voice low and belligerent.


“You took the test, you stupid girl.”


“My parents forced to me to, you stupid overgrown bat.”


“What are you five? You are an adult and how dare you speak to me with such impertinence. Have a care girl.”


“Newsflash for you, you wanker, I’m going to be your wife not your student and my fucking parents control my inheritance until I’m 28 or married.”


His eyes widened then narrowed as he got a good long look at her, “What the Hell are you wearing?”


She wore a long black leather trench coat pulled up on one arm so that her other arm was exposed showing off one creamy white shoulder. Underneath the trench coat, was a tight fishnet black top that looked as if the arm of the shirt was held up by a hook to a shoulder strap. A black leather bra was extremely visible underneath the see-through shirt. The shirt was tucked into a black leather pencil skirt that hugged her hips and cinched at the waist at the front of the skirt. Fishnet stockings made their way down a pair of very shapely legs and into black leather combat boots. Her eyes were rimmed with kohl. He was pretty sure the lipstick was black and there was a silver hoop pierced through her bottom lip.


“Clothes, you ass.”


“It’s completely inappropriate.” He hissed at her. She was lucky she hadn’t been picked up for solicitation. There was no way in Hell she would leave the house looking like that once she was married to him the unruly chit.


“I see you still have that broomstick up your arse. How disappointing.” And surprisingly for a brief moment, it did seem like he saw disappointment in her eyes. She dragged on the other sleeve of her coat. She had heard enough.


“At least I don’t look like a junior death eater.” He gritted out.


The elevator opened and she stormed out, this had been a complete waste of her time.


“I’m not done talking with you.” He snapped at her.


“You have nothing to say to me right now remember?” She kept walking her back to him.


“Get back here.” He snapped.


“Piss off.” She stormed towards the floos.


He made a grab for sleeve of the long black trench coat she wore.


She spun around wand in hand and pulled her arm out of his grasp. She raised her middle finger right up to his face and snarled, “Swivel Snape, I’d rather have my wand snapped.”


Shocked by her animosity, he stood stock still as he watched the black leather and fishnet shrouded witch storm her way to the floos, snarling at people to get out of her way. “Fuck me.” His dark eyes flashed in irritation. Why did nothing ever coming easily for him? He wanted passive and it looked like he would be stuck with a hellion. Perfect.

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“So Granger, you planning on giving me a brother or sister?” Draco waggled his eyebrows at Hermione. She snorted; he did a remarkable imitation of his father.


Grinning widely at him, she replied, “You’ll end up with a sibling of some kind.”


Draco rubbed his hands together, “Oh, I can’t wait; I’ve lots of advice to unload on the little squirt.”


“You do know Malfoy that you won’t be able to unload for a little while.” Hermione smirked.


Susannah laughed, “It will be sooner for you than for me.”


“Are you pregnant?” Hermione’s eyes widened.


“Yup, I knocked her up good and proper!” Draco’s grin was quite smug.


“Draco for Goddess sake, must you be so vulgar?” Lucius looked at his son as he directed Twilby to serve hors d'oeuvres.


“Lucius, I recall hearing you say the very same thing to Severus and did you hear? You are going to be a grandfather.” Hermione admonished Lucius.


“Yes, yes… I heard.” Then he walked over to Draco clasping an arm around his shoulders. “Congratulations my boy.” He smiled delightedly at his son then pressed a kiss against his daughter-in-law’s cheek. “How far along are you?”


“About eight weeks.” Susannah said delightedly.


“Excellent, you are only a month behind me!” Hermione retorted. She accepted a glass of pumpkin juice from Lucius.


“Drink it all Poppet, it’s a good source of calcium.”


Hermione rolled his eyes.


Draco with a devilish grin on his face walked up to his wife, handed her his glass of fire whiskey and said, “Drink up wife, it's 80 proof at least, it’s bound to disinfect something.”


Susannah laughed, Hermione giggled and Lucius scowled at his son but couldn’t quite hold the scowl.


Smiling at his father, Draco asked, “I thought Severus was joining us for dinner this evening?”


As if on queue, the fireplace flashed green and Severus Snape stalked out. He was not in the mood to join the laughing group of people; however, he did feel the need to get seriously inebriated.


Lucius got a good look at the scowl on Snape’s face and gave him a tumbler of fire whiskey. Snape tossed the fire whiskey back as if it were water and held out the glass for a refill. Lucius handed the glass to Twilby and guided Severus over to the couch. Snape sat down heavily and looked around to see himself the center of attention.


“If all of you intend to just stare at me, I can just as easily go home.” He snarled.


“No one is staring Severus.” Lucius waved Twilby over with another glass of fire whiskey.


Hermione approached Severus and asked softly, “Your test was this afternoon wasn’t it?”


“Yes.” He sighed.


The room went very quiet. Snape opened his eyes, looked at the concern on their faces, and slowly held out a piece of parchment to Lucius.


Lucius unrolled the parchment and his eyes widened.

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All right it’s evil, I know, a definite cliffhanger, oh well… review anyway!!!!! Pretty please, I asked nicely!

Fishnet Stockings:
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Fishnet Shirt:
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HarryGinny4eva: I’m so glad you are enjoying the story! Lucius won’t change that much and Hermione knows how to handle him!

Scary Bear Hair: Hermione was very snippy in Chapter 19 but she’s entitled sort of, she thinks her heart is going to get broken. He is definitely stricter in the next chapter.

Scary Bear Hair: Chapter 20 is by far my favorite. I had a blast writing it! Can you imagine Lucius giving you his type of attitude adjustment….sigh…. okay, I’ve just drooled on my keyboard.

MegNutz: Thank you Sweetie. Hopefully, you enjoyed this chapter.

Sampdoria: Thank you so much, I know who I’ve paired Snape up with and he’s so damn snarly he needs a woman who can snarl back at him.

Heidi191976: Thanks very much for you kind review.

Margaritama: You know, I caught 9 ½ weeks on my Tivo but haven’t watched it yet, not something I really want to be caught watching with my son in the house. Now I’ve got to cause I don’t remember a cool whip scene…was it when he was feeding in her the kitchen? You should have seen me trying to hide my computer screen when I wrote the story for SoftObsidian’s fanfic contest. He kept trying to sneak up behind me, wanting to know what I was chuckling madly at. Mom’s just writing smut son, go away but have your dad bring me another Kir Royale before you leave.

Citten: I know, I know but I am almost done. I need to get into a new mindset, I’m going to be participating in the Lumione fanfic exchange!

LaBibliographe: I think Hermione is a hellion at heart, she clearly abides by rules when they suit her! Can you imagine if she’d been in Slytherin? Snape probably would have had apoplexy!

LaBibliographe: Okay, yes he was making a big deal on her sugar intake but she distracted him with her erotic edibles. He doesn’t think very well when the little head is in control.

Jessie: I’m glad you like the smut! I like writing it. Severus and his match could lead to a whole story all on it’s own.

LiteraryBeauty: Well works been very obnoxious getting in my way and I’ve made no progress on either getting Vanity Fair from the library or renting it on Netflix. I kind of used up my chick flick quotient on movies this weekend when I insisted on watching “The Duchess” Son and husband then forced me to watch “Deliverance” now I ask you, is that fair?

If Snape had known you were waiting, I’m positive he would have rushed down to marry you on the spot!

Catysmom: I’m glad you enjoy the story.

Jesse: Thank you so much, I agree with you, I think Lucius will be a great dad. If he has a little girl she’ll have him wrapped around her little finger.

Twinsie: I would love a chocolate flavored Lucius, yummy!

Gryffindor_Slytherin: You can’t change Lucius, it’s part of his charm but you can get him to show he cares! Makes him all the more attractive!

Qui: I’m so glad I made you leave puddles (LOL) I think! I’m really glad you found the URL useful! Hopefully your insomnia goes on the back burner!

Scary Bear Hair: Of course he’s a bed hog, he takes over the entire bed, kicks off the covers so Hermione is forced to have to cuddle against her husband…..lucky girl! Hermione can be very sneaky when she wants to be!