Table Etiquette

Five days later:

“Hermione, are you sure you want to do this?” Severus asked.

Hermione sighed. “No, actually, but if I don’t they will never leave me alone.”

“We don’t have to meet your parents for a few more hours, why don’t you go upstairs and relax.” Remus suggested. “We can continue with our lessons. What number were we on?”

“I lost count after number twenty.” Hermione chuckled. “Besides I think the lessons might be better if we wait till after the meeting. I think we will all need it.”

“I don’t think it will be as bad as you think. We are meeting them in a public, muggle restaurant do you really think your parents will cause a scene?” Remus asked concerned.

“I do, I think they like the attention,” Hermione said sadly.

“Do you really think they will embarrass you like that?”

“I think that there is entirely too much thinking going on in this room!” Severus exclaimed as he stormed out of the room leaving a stunned Hermione and Remus behind.


An hour later, after eating a light lunch, Hermione made her way upstairs to get ready to meet with her parents. She turned on the shower, making the water as hot as possible without burning her skin. She stepped under the soothing water, hoping it would relax her enough so she could get through the evening. She was too involved with the feel of the water washing over her skin that she didn’t hear the bathroom door open. She was quietly singing a muggle song when she felt large hands on her back, massaging the skin; she abruptly stopped singing.

“Severus.” Hermione breathed.

“At least you know who it is.”

“Always.” Hermione assured him.

Severus smiled against her back, only Hermione could make him feel wanted and loved with just one word. A small shudder ran through him, he was falling in love with this wonderful girl, and it scared him to death.

“What are you doing in here? Not that I am complaining.”

“I figured you need a little release before we go to dinner.”

Hermione smiled, “You know me too well.”

“I aim to please. Hand me your shampoo and I will wash your hair.”

Soon Hermione was surrounded be a light floral sent as Severus lathering her locks with the scented shampoo. Little sounds of pleasure were coming from Hermione’s mouth which shot right down to Severus’s loins.

Hermione turned around to rinse and was met by Severus’ warm lips on her neck.

“Mmm, that feels wonderful.” Hermione purred.

“I know something else that will feel even better.”

“Sounds brilliant, but I need to put the conditioner on my head first.” She teased

“Allow me.”

Severus massaged her scalp making sure each hair was coated in the thick conditioner.

“It needs to sit for a few minutes. How should we pass the time?” Hermione asked coyly.

“I can think of a few things.”

Severus spun her around so that her back was against the shower wall. He pinned her wrists above her head with one of his hands. Hermione moaned when his warm lips started to nibble on her moist neck. His fingers pinched and teased her hard nipples as he kissed his way down her body.

Hermione shivered with anticipation when he reached the junction between her legs. Severus blew on the damp curls causing Hermione knees to buckle under the sensation.

“Oh gods.” The witch choked when Severus’ tongue met her aching clit. She desperately held on to the tile when her hands were released hoping that would stop her from sliding down the wall.

Severus’ finger slide into her wet folds, Hermione’s eyes rolled up in the back of her head. Her orgasm hit her hard and fast, neither was expecting it. Severus drank all of her sweet honey, savoring the moment.

“You need to rinse your hair.”

“W-w-what?” Hermione asked confused, forgetting all about her hair and everything else except for the wizard. Severus guided her to the water and helped her rinse the conditioner out of her hair. With out warning he plunged into her shocking her out of her orgasm bliss.

“Severus!” She cried out.

“Mmmm, I love it when your lips scream my name.” He said, as he thrusted into her with abandon.

Hermione was feeling another orgasm coming on even though she was still feeling the after affects of her first one.

Hermione lost all control of her legs, Severus tightly held the witch to keep her from slipping to the shower floor.

“Severus!” She screamed again, as she entered into bliss for the second time.

Severus sped up his thrusting and coming just moments later whispering Hermione’s name.

The couple let the water run over there still joined bodies for a few more seconds before shutting off the water.

“Something told me that you need that.” He told her as he dried her off with the towel.”

Hermione looked at her ex-professor with curiosity, “Why did you storm out of the room earlier today?”

Severus sighed, “I would be lying if I told you I wasn’t worried about tonight, but the truth is I am afraid that your parents are going to say something that will make me angry enough to hex them in public.”

The witch looked at him thoughtfully. “It wouldn’t come to that.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want them upsetting you even more then what you already are.”

Hermione chuckled without humor. “They will. It’s what they do. At least it is what they do now.” She looked away not want Severus to see the tears forming in her eyes.

Severus placed his finger under her chin and turned her face towards him. “You can’t blame yourself for what happened. You were trying to protect them.’

“I know but, it seems that ever since I tracked them down in Australia and reversed the memory charm I put on them, they’ve been so angry at me.”

“Maybe they just didn’t understand why you did it.”

“Possibly, but that doesn’t explain why they are blaming me for their divorce.”

Severus sighed. “Well, maybe we can get answer out of them tonight.”

“I doubt it.”

“I can be very intimating.”

“Really? You? I never would have guessed,” Hermione said with a humorous, sarcastic tone.

The corner of Severus’ lip twitched, almost forming a smile.

“You better start getting ready.”

“Yeah, I better. It is going to take me forever to figure out what I am going to wear.”


***
At fifteen minutes to eight Remus and Severus waited at the front door. They were both wearing black dress pants and Severus was wearing a black shirt. Remus was sporting a dark blue shirt. They were patiently waiting for Hermione to come down. Moments later Harry came over.

“Now, if anything gets out of control tonight, just remember that Ginny and I will be right there.”

“You know, Harry you really don’t have to be there,” Remus said.

“Oh yes I do. With everything that they’ve put her though, I don’t want to miss this.”

“Just remember, Potter that we are in charge this evening, Hermione doesn’t need you to come to her rescue.” Severus sneered.

Harry and Remus both raised their eyebrows at the ex-Death Eater. Remus was about to say something when Hermione cleared her throat and descended the stairs. All three stared in unison at the witch. She was wearing a light green sleeveless dress that came just above her knee, with simple white gold emerald pendant, and matching earrings, and white strappy shoes. Her hair swept up and pinned in back in an elegant clip.

“Wow, Hermione, you look amazing.” Harry exclaimed. Severus scowled at him.

“You look beautiful, love,” Remus said.

“I feel over dressed. Are you sure that you want to waste that outfit on your parents?” Severus asked trying to keep himself from whisking her upstairs and ravaging her beautiful body.

Hermione laughed. “Actually I do. Last time I visited with my mom she told me that I was dressing frumpy and how I dare I visit her looking like that.”

Remus and Harry looked at each other with raised eyebrows; they both knew that Hermione never dressed frumpy.

“Well, are we ready to go gentleman?” Hermione asked with a slight quiver in her voice.

“I’m going to go ahead and meet up with Ginny,” Harry said.

“We will be only a few minutes behind you,” Hermione said to him as he left.

“Alright let’s get this over with.” Hermione whispered.

“Hermione, remember you are not alone tonight, we are here for you,” Severus said as he kissed her.

“You will never have to deal with this by yourself again.” Remus whispered as they left the house.

***

They Apparated two blocks from the restaurant, in a dark alley, away from Muggle eyes.

“I really hope my parents are already here, I hate waiting for them.”

“It will be alright, what is the name of the restaurant again?” Severus asked.

“The Dragon’s Den, it is one of the best Chinese restaurants around here.”

Remus abruptly stopped walking. “Wait, I thought this was a Muggle restaurant?”

Hermione turned back towards the werewolf. “It is. Isn’t it?”

Severus’ brow furrowed. “Doesn’t Susan Bones own that restaurant with her husband?”

“I didn’t know that. I never see them there?”

“I know that a lot of Muggle-born witches and wizards eat here.” Severus stated.

Hermione laughed. “Wow, maybe it’s not as neutral ground as I thought it would be.”

“Maybe that will work to our advantage.” Remus joked.

The restaurant was dim, and was decorated in red with gold dragons everywhere. Chinese lanterns hung from the ceiling. It had a very romantic atmosphere to it.


As they walked in, Remus spotted Harry and Ginny seated at a small table in the corner. Hermione and Remus nodded slightly at them, Severus scowled at them.

“Severus, why do you all of a sudden have a problem with Harry?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about. I always scowl at him.”

“Maybe, but in the last few hours it felt like I was back at Hogwarts!”

Before Severus could respond, Hermione spotted her parents sitting at a table across the room in the opposite corner where Harry and Ginny sat. They were both dressed all in black; they looked like they were going to a funeral.

As they approached the table, the trio caught the last half of the conversation.

“Do you think I want to be seated at the same table with you?”

“Well, if she told me you were going to be here, I never would have come!”

“How could Hermione do this to me, her own mother?”

The witch heard enough. “It’s no different then my parents making me choose between them!”

Her mother completely ignored her daughters comment. “Young lady, how dare you keep us waiting?”

Hermione eyes lowered, how is it that no matter how old you were your parents always made you feel like a kid when they yell at you. She felt Remus’ hand on her lower back giving her courage.

The muscles in Severus’ jaw twitched. “Excuse me, Madam, but I believe we are exactly on time.”

Hermione’s father interjected, he did not like this man. “And just who do you think you are?”

Her mom looked at Remus with narrowed eyes; he looked familiar to her.

“Mom, Dad you remember Severus Snape and Remus Lupin, my former professors at Hogwarts?

As they sat down at the table, Severus discreetly casted a Silencing Charm around the table so that nobody could hear the conversation. He knew that this was going to get very ugly, very quickly. Remus felt the charm invoked and casted a grateful eye towards the ex- Death Eater.

“But what are they doing here with you? This is a private family discussion.” Her father replied through gritted teeth. He did not want anyone else involved in his business.

“Well Mom and Dad they would be my two lovers.” Hermione replied coolly.

Isabella and Nathaniel Granger both stared at their daughter jaws dropped and eyes wide.



A/N: I am sorry for the long wait for this chapter, hopefully that won’t happen again. Thank you, Valady, for looking this over for me.