The Marriage Law

Chapter Four: The Parents.

When Hermione entered, a man that had to Lavander's father was comforting her. She was crying so hard her body was shaking. Hermione felt bad for her, and wanted to do anything to make her feel better. Fudge was there as well, and he had another roll of parchment.
“Here,” he told her. Hermione wanted to stop this, but not knowing what the parchment contained, decided to stay out of her business. She opened it, and gasped.
“Really!” Fudge nodded, and she signed it. It shot forward, and disappeared. Hermione decided she wasn’t needed and left. Hermione was standing at the window when Lavender left. A wizard was holding her, and they looked like they knew each other. Lavender’s carriage turned the corner, and disappeared. Hermione turned around, and headed back to her quarters. She hoped that her friend had a wonderful life, and she would be happy. When she entered, Snape was busy grading papers, he looked up when she entered.

“How is Lavender doing?” He asked.
“Well.” She opened her Advanced Charms book, and started to work on the Bubblehead Charm. Later she headed with him to the Great Hall, and sat with Harry and Ron. She told them what happened, and they seemed happy that Lavender was out of danger.
“She seemed very happy,” she told them. “I’m happy for her too.”
“Me too,” Harry and Ron both replied at the same time. Hermione grinned and returned to her food. Hermione, at least that night, went to bed thinking that the most horrible day of her life had passed. She had no idea how wrong she was. The next day, Hermione woke up, showered and dressed, and took her books for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and Transfiguration. As she entered the Entrance Hall, she saw something that she never thought that she would see, her parents talking to a wizard who looked like he was related to Snape.

“I tell you that it is a legal binding marriage, I chose Hermione out for my son,” he snapped at them.

“My daughter is not staying married to a man who is old enough to be her father,” he yelled back. Hermione walked up to them and looked at them as though they had gone mentally insane.

“Daddy, what’s going on?” She asked. Her father turned to her.
“I want you packed, Hermione, we are leaving this place.” Hermione face went white; she wanted to finish her time here at Hogwarts.

“NO, I don’t want to leave,” she whined. “I want to stay here.” Her father looked at her as though she was insane. Her mother decided to put her two cents into it.
“Look Hermione, we only want what is best, and you married this Professor, it is not for the best.” Hermione started to get mad, she hated it when people thought they knew what was best. True, she had married Snape so the Wizarding world wouldn’t die out, but that had been her choice. Now her parents were going to tell her she had been wrong, and she had to leave. She wasn’t going to do that, she was going to remain here even if it meant she had to remain married to his man. He had been nothing but nice, and sweet to her.

“I told you I’m not leaving,” she snapped. Professor Snape was watching this, and was shocked she was doing this; she was defending her right to be here. She glared at her parents, but her father again decided to speak his mind.

“No daughter of mine is going to remain married to someone older then her.” He made to grab her, but she backed away.
“Well, this daughter of yours has made her decision, and I’m staying here, and that’s final.” Her father looked shocked at this.

“Are you telling me you’re in love with this man, because if you are, I’m leaving and never coming back? You can stay with him until I’m 6 feet under.” Hermione thought about this and decided it was the best way to get rid of him and out of her life. She decided to spit out a little white lie. She knew she would have to show it, but it was worth it. “Yes, I am,” she spat out. “I am in love with him, and last time I checked you can’t control that.” Mr. Granger was beside himself with fury. Then to everyone's shock she wrapped her arms around Snape, and kissed him. He was shocked at first that anyone would lie to stay here, but when she forced his lips to part to deepen the kiss he felt something shoot right through him. He moaned as he ravished her mouth, and she moaned in return. Mr. Snape was very happy about this, and when he turned around the Grangers were gone.

“Um, you can stop now,” he told them. He said this partly because the entire school was watching them. They didn’t pull away, and it took him telling them twice before they broke apart. Mr. Snape wanted to laugh at the look on both of their faces.

“Um, excuse me, but I have to eat din-sorry breakfast,” she mumbled and headed inside the Hall. Mr. Snape looked at his son who made a quick retreat back to his quarters. He shook head, and took his leave as well. It seemed that this marriage was going to work out after all. Hermione sat down, and started to bang her head against the table. Harry was worried about her and asked her what was wrong.

“I did the stupidest thing I could possibly do,” she told him.
“I think turning yourself into a cat was the most stupidest thing you’ve done!” He commented. She glared at him.
“Harry James Potter, I swear one day I’m going to kill you,” she snapped. Harry laughed at her because he knew she really wasn’t going to kill him.

“Okay, what did you do that was so stupid?”
“I kissed my husband,” she told him. Ron heard this, and turned to look at her.
“You kissed Snape,” he exclaimed a sour look coming over his face, Hermione nodded.
“My parents came, and my dad told me that I had to leave Hogwarts. I told him that I loved my husband, and then I kissed him. The thing I hated the most was that I liked it.” Both of her friends looked at her as though she had lost it, but Harry decided to keep a cool head.

“Well, let’s see it this way, you didn’t want to leave the school, and you did what you could to stop him. Did it work?” Hermione nodded.
“I don’t think I’ll be seeing my father until he’s dead.”

“Well then, I think it might have been worth it, what did Snape do?”
“I don’t know, I entered the Great Hall before I could see his reaction, but his father seemed to want to laugh it might have been funny.”

“Well at least you’re here,” he told her. Hermione thought about it, and guessed it had been worth it. When the bell rang, they headed for Professor Lupin's class. They had been working on blocking the cry of a Banshee for the last month, and Hermione seemed to get it a lot quicker then most. Professor Lupin was delighted she had managed to actually break the Banshee's cry with a wave of her wand.

“That’s very good Mrs. Snape, ten points to Gryffindor,” he told her. “Now, I want all of you to be working as hard as she is. I want everyone to be able to break this by the time November rolls by. I don’t want to have to fail anyone in this class. You need to know this for next year's N.E.W.T’S.” They all muttered that they understood, and they were allowed to leave. Herbology with the Hufflepuffs turned out to be a nightmare. Everyone couldn’t believe she actually kissed Snape. Professor Sprout got so mad she deducted points from both the Gryffindors and the Hufflepuffs. Hermione was relieved when Lunch came, and the students had something else to talk about other then Hermione kissing her husband. Ginny, on the other hand, wanted to know what it had been like. Hermione wanted to tell her that it had been a pleasant experience, but she didn’t want to get Ron sick.

“It was like kissing a goat,” she told her. Harry snorted out his pudding, and had to change his shirt before he could head to Transfiguration. Unfortunately, Snape heard, and was determined to prove he didn’t kiss like a goat. Advanced Transfiguration was as hard today as it had been right before she had gotten married. They were suppose to turn stools into people, but even though Hermione had managed to do it right, she worried it wasn’t going to be good enough to pass her N.E.W.T’S; When the bell rang, she joined the line of students heading down, except she headed further down, and went to pitch her things so that she could head to dinner.

“So, I kiss like a goat,” came a voice that made her turn. Snape was looking at her, and he didn’t look happy. Hermione didn’t know what to say to him. “For your information, I don’t kiss like a goat.”
“I’m sorry I said that, I didn’t know you heard me.”
“Well, I did,” he snapped. He started to walk past her, then suddenly he grabbed her, and kissed her. She moaned at once, and he ravished her mouth. This was the second time today they had kissed, and she felt like her legs had turned to jelly. She wrapped her arms around him, and allowed him free rein on her mouth. Snape had never felt this before, this was need, and she was fueling it. He wanted to take her to bed, and make love to her, but he didn’t know if she would want that. He didn’t want to use her like Vincent had used
Lavender. He broke the kiss, and trailed kisses down her throat, she gasped, and made little sounds that drove him wild Finally he pushed her away, and she left before he could think of anything else he wanted to do to He stood there panting, aroused, and wanting her more then ever.