Dance With The Devil

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“Well Professor, how do you feel about this?” She asked him.
He was taken back. She wanted to actually talk about this. Not hex him until his balls fell off? Interesting.

“I am of no personal opinion. Miss Granger, marrying you would suffice to the Dark Lord; it would also move me upwards in the inner circle. I may be able to obtain better information for his destruction. But on the other hand. I will be married to the most insufferable know-it-all ever to walk through the door of Hogwarts. So it seems I am sitting the fence. I do not feel any way towards it.”
She looked at him.
“You know this is going to happen. I don’t have any choice in the matter. Neither do you.”
“Yes I am well aware of my choices or lack there of.”
“What are the conditions of this marriage?” She asked point blank.
“The ministry has outlined that we must be married within a week of you accepting my petition. Then we must consummate the marriage that night. We must also share a dwelling and a bed. We must have intercourse twice a week at least. No methods of contraception are allowed since the point of this stupid law is to reproduce. A child must be created with in one year of marriage. We will remain together and raise any children together. Magical marriages are for life. There is no divorce since it is not just a joining of the bodies but a joining of magic and spirit too. You may continue your education and you role in this war even after we are married. I hope to have a comfortable marriage in the future.”

“Ok um. How do you expect...you know us to act towards each other?”
He looked at her like she was daft.
“Like any other husband and wife do.”
“Professor, if-”
“Severus, Please. We are going to be discussing important and intimate matters. And if you are to be my wife, which as it looks you are, I want a wife that refers to me by my proper name.”
“Severus, if we are going to be married for the rest of our lives. And I know this situation is an exception. I want to have a relationship with my husband. I don’t want to act. I mean we don’t have to love each other. But I want there to be a friendship, a bond. I want something there.”
“Hermione, I have every faith that you and I spending much time together we will fall into a relationship. That is typical for people who spend a majority of their time together.”
“Really? Good. I’m satisfied for now.”

“Hermione, please keep this in mind. I do not want to enter this marriage. Do not have any silly girly fantasies that I do. I am rather against it. Yes since this is for life I expect us to be comfortable with each other but not assume I am a nice man by any means. Do not think that once we are engaged I will be fawning all over you. I will still remain the same as I always have been.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything else.” She replied smiling at him.
“There is another matter we must discuss. As you are aware I am a Death Eater.”
“Turned spy though.”
“Yes but even so before I was a spy. I was a Death Eater. And since I am one do not mistake that. I do happen to have some of the same appetites that the other Eaters have. I do enjoy sex and I do enjoy dominating. If you are my wife I expect you to be dominated by me and submit to me. I am a dark man, Hermione. And I like to indulge in dark things. So before we are married I expect you to come prepared to my bedroom.”
With that he stood up and strode out of the room. His teaching robes were billowing behind him. Hermione was stunned by his sexual preference. Yeah sure she assumed he had enjoyed things like that before. But not now. Not anymore since joining the Light.
I guess it is hard to change your tastes in sex, once a big black bat always a big black bat. He really does look like a bat. She giggled to herself. Time to do some research.

Hermione was allowed to go home for the next week until the law was announced. Once it was announced Dumbledore feared that some of the Death Eaters would take advantage of her. She would return to HQ at that time. While at home Hermione found it very hard to concentrate on the summer. She found her thoughts drifting back to Severus Snape and his demands for their marriage. HE seemed like he wanted a comfortable marriage, what person wouldn’t? But she was drawn to his bedroom activities. He said that was his tastes. Does he not like anything else?

Now Hermione was no sex tart, but she wasn’t a virgin either. Ron and she had a relationship earlier that year. It had been fun; they had lost their virginities to each other but in the end had decided to be friends since they both felt that the romance spark had skipped them. She wondered what would be the difference between Ron and Severus. Well of course Severus is a bigger man…she pondered if he was bigger in his gentiles too. Since Hermione didn’t have an extensive Wizarding library to use to research this subject. She used the next best thing. The internet.

She typed in dominating sex into the search engine. All she got was a bunch of pay sex site. So then she tried how to have dominating sex. She came up with a few small sites that gave an overview of submission. Then she typed in guide to submission. She found a very helpful site that explained that one partner will give their self over completely to the other person sexually. The other person being dominant may have different sexual tastes. They may like to spank, use whips, clamps and other torture devices to heighten the sub missives pleasure. While Hermione was looking at the pictures she thought that it didn’t look pleasurable. But then again this was a muggle site. Maybe since Severus was a wizard he had a different perspective on it. As she continued to read she wondered to herself. Would he want to spank her? Tie her up? Whip her? Anal sex? Use dildos and vibrators on her? Clamps? Those look like they hurt. Would he move her body in silly positions that looked like they hurt? Would he want her to act as his slave and perform tasks for him? All these questions swarmed in her head.

Her parents had tried to help her with this new change in her life. They had tried to explain married life to her. Her mother had even asked if she wanted to go shopping for a dress. She knew her parents were just trying to help her adjust. It was pretty obvious that she had not other choice but to marry Severus.
One night, a few days later. She has a nightmare. One that frightened her to the core.
She had dreamt that Severus had her chained to a wall, naked. He was in front of her, completely dressed and holding a knife. And long blade knife. She dreamt that he was using it on her. Cutting her skin and watching the blood flow. Then he would lick it up. Finally he cut her across her chest and left. She cried and cried for him to come back and unchain her but he wouldn’t. Then in her dream Hermione died.
When she woke up that morning, she made the resolve to find out exactly what he was insinuating that day at HQ. She needed to know what she was getting into.

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