Professor, You're Mine!

“I had thought to try and forestall the consummation of this relationship until we could come up with a way of keeping both of you safe, however, today’s events have changed this,” Dumbledore said looking at Hermione’s pale face and Severus’ stoic expression. “I will perform the marriage ceremony immediately,” he told them both sternly.



“What?” Hermione gasped.



“No!” Severus shouted. “I have not agreed to this!” he argued.



“By your behavior moments ago in your room you have determined your fate,” Minerva hissed at the snarky professor. She didn’t think that she would ever get the visual of Severus standing naked and proud ready to fornicate with her favorite student out of her mind. She shuddered and wrapped her arms around her chest to fight back the chill.



Hermione was elated. She knew that it was inevitable that they would wed, and as far as she was concerned the sooner the better. She desperately needed to feel him inside of her. Her loins were still throbbing from the unfilled desires that he had brought on.



“Severus, you have damaged her reputation by your behavior,” Dumbledore said.



Severus snorted. “I hardly think that her reputation could get any worse after she threw herself at me in the great hall,” he drawled.



“An innocent kiss is far different then the act the two of you were about to engage in. It is my duty to protect the virtue of all of my students, and you were in the process of taking Miss Grangers,” Dumbledore told the upset younger man.



Hermione blushed scarlet but continued to stare at her mate. She didn’t really like the conversation, but if it got her what she wanted she would let it go.



Severus turned and glared at the hormonal Veela. “Do you have nothing to say?” he demanded.



Hermione took a step forward and reached for his arm. He snatched it away and took a step back. She smiled softly and said, “You are meant to be mine. There is no point in fighting this.”



Severus rolled his eyes and turned and glared at the headmaster. “Is this your final word on this matter?” he demanded. At Dumbledore’s nod Severus’ face went blank and he said, “Get on with it then.”



“Miss Granger, would you like for your parents to be here?” Professor McGonagall asked gently. She knew a girl would want her parents there on her wedding day.



Severus interrupted before she could answer and said, “If we are to do this, do so now. I am not in the mood for a family reunion,” he hissed.



“Surely you can allow her the comfort of her parents on such a day!” Minerva gasped.



Hermione stopped the fight before it started by saying, “My parents would understand, especially my mother.”



Dumbledore nodded and said, “Take her hand, Severus.”



Hermione felt his warm hand close around her smaller one and she felt the jolt of electricity run through her. Her heart jumped in her chest and she couldn’t help but grin. She would soon be Mrs. Severus Snape and she couldn’t be any more elated.



Severus scowled at her but she couldn’t stop smiling. With a sigh he said, “Albus, if we are going to do this, then lets get this done.”



Dumbledore cleared his throat and then said, “Take out your wands, please.” When both Severus and Hermione pulled their wands free from their pockets he continued. “Now repeat after me: With my magic I bind myself to you, Severus or Hermione. Use the others name,” he said with a grin. “I swear an oath as a Wizard or Witch, that I will honor, cherish, and remain faithful to you for all my life. I swear on my oath that I will do my best to put you first and protect you with my life. I swear on my oath that I respect and treat you with kindness and sensitivity and strive to do the same to any children that might come from this union.”



Hermione and Severus repeated Dumbledore’s words and the magic shot from their wands and flowed around them, engulfing them in a green light.



“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Severus, kiss your bride,” Dumbledore said with sparkling eyes.



Severus rolled his eyes at the older man and turned towards Hermione. He leaned down and gently kissed her full lips. He started to pull away but she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips tighter against him and thrust her tongue into his hot mouth.



“Hermione,” he growled, pulling back.



She grinned and said, “Yes, Severus?”



He sighed and pushed her towards the door. He knew what was on her mind and he was going to have a talk with her before the consummated their marriage.



“Severus, in light of your marriage I am giving you the week off. I believe that it would be best if you took your bride to Spinners End where the two of you can learn to become accustomed to each other.”



“A week?” he asked incredulously.



“A week, Severus. The time will fly by quickly and soon your will be back to the dungeons. By the time you return we will have Hermione’s belongings moved to your rooms.”



“I hardly think that my rooms are large enough for two people to share,” he said in defeat. The old wizard was bound and determined to control his life.



Dumbledore nodded. “I will take care of it for you,” he said with a smile. “Congratulations, Hermione, Severus,” he said ushering them towards the door.



“Hermione, if you need to talk, I will be available for you,” Professor McGonagall said.



“I am sure that if my wife needs to talk with anyone, she will come to me,” Severus smirked and pushed a grinning Hermione out the door. There was no way he was going to let that man hater anywhere near his innocent bride.







An hour later a bemused Hermione and a resigned Severus apparated to his disheveled home, Spinners End. He spent little to no time there, preferring the dungeons of Hogwarts to his ancestral home that was full of cobwebs, dust, and bad memories of a neglected childhood. He looked around the study in distaste, wondering why he held onto the family home instead of selling it.



“Master, sir, you’s is home!” Ginger, his house elf said, appearing into the room with a pop. “How can I serves you, master?” she said groveling at his feet.



Severus sneered down at the prostrated elf. This one had been a particular favorite of his fathers and he could barely tolerate her presence in his home. If the elf wasn’t as old as dirt he would have replaced her, but instead he kept hoping she would die and he didn’t have to be bothered. “Where is Slave?” he asked. Slave was the grandson of Ginger and much more tolerable.



“Slave is preparing masters bedroom, sirs,” she said, still lying at his feet.



“Get up you idiot!” he hissed.



“Severus!” Hermione cried. She couldn’t stand to see any of the house elves ill treated. “You should speak like that!” she admonished.



Severus rolled his eyes, ignoring her outburst and said, “Prepare the pink room for my bride.”



The house elf gasped and threw herself at Hermione’s feet. “A new mistress!” she cried in joy. “I’s serve you well!” she vowed and disappeared with a pop.



“Severus! How can you be so cruel?” Hermione demanded. She was very disappointed in her new husband. She didn’t believe in treating a magical creature so badly.



“I spent my life with that disgusting creature running to my father for each and every transgression that I ever made. She made my life intolerable, and I look forward to the day that she dies!” he hissed. “I know that you played your little games with you S.P.E.W. club, but in this home I will treat that retched creature anyway that I please!”



Hermione was taken back by the vehemence in his voice. She had heard him shout and vent before, but never with the tone that he used to describe the old elf. She decided to let the subject drop for the time being. She looked around the study that they apparated to and saw that it had been neglected. The walls were lined with bookcases from floor to ceiling and were stuffed full of dusty books. The floor was coated in at least a couple inches of dust and the fireplace mantle was gray with grime. “How many house elves do you have?” she asked.



“I think that there are three of them. Ginger, Slave, her grandson, and Dolly, his wife. I suppose they could have reproduced, but I have no idea. Ginger had a son who I sold, along with his wife, to Lucius, several years ago. I kept Slave because he does a good job at seeing to my needs when I am here. I would have gotten rid of Ginger but she is too old. I bought Dolly from Albus so that Slave would have a mate.”



“I suspect that they need someone to direct them in their duties a bit more,” she said, looking at the accumulation of dust all over the room.



“I have told them that as long as my bed chambers, the kitchens, dining room, and my laboratory are kept clean I do not care about the rest of the house. I very rarely return here and I never bring a guest.”



“Will we spend more time here now?” Hermione asked. She didn’t want to live in the castle all year round. She liked having a break from the magical building.



Severus looked around in disgust. “If after spending a week here you decide that you would enjoy being here for the holidays then we can discuss it. I suppose it doesn’t really matter where we live.”



“How large is your home?” she asked.



“There are twelve bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, a formal living room and dinning room, a ballroom, this study, a parlor, a library, my laboratory that is in the basement, two kitchens with casual eating rooms attached to each, and a servants wing with several rooms there. There are fifty acres surrounding the manor, mostly covered in trees, and a flower garden and a pond. Most of it is over grown and not worth bothering with,” he said. He had no pride in his home and would rather not be bothered with it.



Hermione was stunned. It was huge! She had grown up in a three bedroom, two bath Muggle home. It was comfortable for her mother, father, and herself, but there was not a lot of extra space. She couldn’t imagine having so much extra room. She couldn’t wait to explore, especially the library and the garden. She looked at her husband and felt her heart race. She could see by the expression on his face that he was not happy about being in this place but she didn’t think that he was too upset by their marriage. He had barely said a word to her since the marriage took place, but she felt that he was ok with it. Perhaps she should ask him. “Severus, are you angry with our marriage?” she gently asked.



He turned and stared at her for a long moment and then pulled her into his arms. “It was not what I had planned, but I can’t say that I am angry. When you announced that I was your mate, I knew it was inevitable.”



She snuggled her head up against his chest and sighed. She loved the way he smelled and the way that he felt. He made her feel a deep sense of contentment, one that she had never before experienced. “I will be a good wife to you, Severus,” she said.



He pulled back and looked into her beguiling eyes. He leaned in and gently kissed her full lips and then said, “I can’t promise you what kind of husband I will be. I am arrogant and rash. I am used to being on my own and not having to answer to anyone. I am blunt and direct, and I am sure that I will hurt your feelings with my choice of words. I can promise that I will always be honest with you and I will never stray from our marriage vows.”



Hermione giggled. “You can’t cheat on me, you gave a wizards oath not to during the ceremony,” she said.



“That’s how I know that I will never stray,” he said dryly. “I am used to being alone, Hermione. I am a solitary person by nature. I don’t know how I will feel about having you around all of the time. I suppose that only time can tell. You know that I spy for the order and Voldemort can call me at any time. Now that we are married this will come to an end, as I know he will demand that you are used to get to Potter. We will constantly be in danger until this war is over and either Voldemort or Potter is dead. Voldemort will never stop until he is dead.”



“What will he do when you don’t answer his summons?” she asked.



“He will send his death eaters to kill me. He will not allow me to live with the knowledge that I have. He will think that I will go to Albus and use it to defeat him. Albus said that we could return to the castle in one week, but I wonder if we really can. You will be a target, and every death eater’s child in the school will be after you. I can’t protect you every second of every day in the castle. They will be after me as well, but they are still somewhat afraid of me and will be more cautious of any outward deceptions. On one hand this will be good, but on the other hand it will make it harder to suspect what will happen next.”



“I have to finish school!” Hermione gasped.



“If for some reason you can not return to finish out the school year, I have no doubt you would still pass your N.E.W.T.’s. I suspect that you could take them now and still pass with flying colors,” he said dryly. She was a classic over achiever and had probably been ready for them since she finished her O.W.L.’s.



“I had planned to continue my education at the University. I thought to do an apprenticeship program to either become a Potions Mistress or a Curse Breaker. I am not sure which one would appeal to me more,” she said.



“You are the most intelligent witch to come through Hogwarts doors in many years. Whichever path you choose I am sure you will excel at,” he said.



“Severus, do you know that you have given me several compliments?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye.



“I can give you another as well, witch!” he growled. “I love your tits and I can’t wait to bury my face between them,” he said crushing his lips against hers.



Hermione groaned out in pleasure. She could feel each little nerve in her body crying out for his touch. She felt his strong hands pull her closer and then one hand lowered down her back and squeezed her firm arse cheek. She felt him pushing her against his throbbing member and she gladly pushed harder, grinding her hips against his body. She reached up and pulled his robes from his shoulders and smiled when she saw him finish pulling them off.



Severus wanted to feel her soft supple skin against him again. There would be no interruptions this time. He pulled his wand from his pocket and flicked it, divesting her of all of her clothes.



“Severus!” she gasped, standing before him naked. The cool air puckered her nipples and she leaned into him to warm herself against his hot body. She needed to feel his naked skin against her and she reached between the buttons on his white dress shirt and pulled, button spraying everywhere across the floor. She rubbed her hands over his chest, enraptured with the feeling of his lightly matted chest hair and the firm nipples that stood to attention for her fingers. She stood up tall and licked one and then gently nibbled. She grinned at the deep sound that came from deep in his throat.



“Gods witch, you don’t know what you do to me!” he moaned.



“Oh yes I do, Severus,” she whispered seductively as she licked his earlobe. She reached for waistband of his pants, fumbling briefly with his belt buckle. When it was released she unhooked the button and then unfastened the zipper. She pushed the black trousers and his silky green boxers down his hips and reached for his jutting cock.



He hissed in pleasure at the initial contact and then closed his eyes and let the exquisite feelings wash over his aroused body. She had silky smooth hands that caressed him at the same time they tormented. He felt her move away and his eyes flew open to find her kneeling before him, eyes blazing as she looked up at him before taking his thick, aroused cock into her mouth. The liquid heat of her mouth enclosed around him was almost more than he could bear. He had already been pushed to the edge once this evening without release, and he didn’t know how far he could go again before he lost complete control.



She tasted his salty essence and sighed in pleasure. His taste was like an aphrodisiac thrilling her to her very soul. She relaxed the muscles in her throat and took him deeper, swallowing around him. She reached under and stroked his base as she bobbed her head up and down. She could feel the dampness pooling between her thighs and she ached to feel his hands on her. “Severus, touch me,” she begged.



He pushed his leg between her thighs opening her to his view. He gently pushed her back and he positioned himself between her legs. He leaned down and traced her belly and down her damp thigh to her glistening core. He used his hands and pulled her lips further open exposing her completely to his vision. He licked her swollen nub and smiled when she bucked up against him in startled wonder. He tasted her tangy nectar and dipped his tongue deep into her hot box. He rubbed his thumb against her clit as he fucked her with his mouth. He could feel her body begin to pulsate and knew that she was moments away from her release.



He debated for a second about letting her fall over the edge and decided to prolong it. He stood up and lifted her into his arms. He walked over to the desk and pushed everything to the floor with a crash. He gently set her down on the edge and pushed her back. He positioned himself between her thighs and said, “I’m going to take you now, I can’t wait any longer.”



“Make me yours, Severus,” she said pulling her knees up and wrapping her legs around his waist. “I need you to make me yours,” she moaned.



He reached between them and fingered her swollen nub again, watching as her eyes flashed in desire. He rubbed the head of his swollen organ against her wet folds and pushed slowly inside of her welcoming warmth. “Oh gods,” he panted as her tight walls welcomed him. He felt the thin barrier against his head and said, “This might hurt, Hermione,” and thrust forward.



She gasped as a mixture of pleasure and pain assaulted her body. The pain quickly gave way to the pleasure and she felt the most incredible feelings welling up in her body. She pushed her hips up against him, wanting to feel that sensation again. She could feel her body quivering under him and she pressed up against him one more time before her world spiraled out of control. She closed her eyes as stars sparkled and she opened her mouth and let out a cry of release.



Severus could feel her body clenching tightly against his and he felt his own imminent release. He thrust deeper and harder into her welcoming body reveling in each movement of her hips. He grabbed tightly onto her soft hips and pulled her against him as he thrust deeper and harder into her. He leaned down and took her mouth in a searing kiss as he thrust one last time, pouring his seed deep into her womb. “Hermione,” he cried in ecstasy.







“Attention!” Dumbledore shouted over the roar of the Great Hall. “Attention!” he shouted one more time before the noise subsided. “I have an announcement to make. Last evening, Severus Snape and Hermione Granger were married.” He paused for a moment to let everyone gasp and shout out their comments and then continued. “They will be gone for the week on a honeymoon and will return then.” He looked to the Gryffindor table and watched as Harry sat quietly staring at his plate while Ron shouted his outrage to his fellow students. He knew that Harry would take it with quiet acceptance while Mr. Weasley would voice his disapproval. “Potions class will be canceled for the week and Professor Snape will take up where you have left off on his return. That is all,” he said.



He turned and watched as Draco Malfoy sat in stunned disbelief for a moment and then quickly gathered his book bag and left the hall. Dumbledore knew that he would head straight for the owlery to send a message off to his father. He thought about stopping him but knew it would only prolong the inevitable. Lucius Malfoy would find out and tell Voldemort. What would be would be, he thought to himself.



Draco raced out of the hall and went straight to the owlery. He ran up the stairs to the tower and quickly pulled out his quill and parchment. He scribbled a quick message and quickly tied it to the leg of one of the school owls. “Take this quickly to Malfoy Manor,” he said shoving the owl out the window. He watched as the owl gracefully flew out of site and wondered what his father would do next. He would not be pleased Draco was sure.









A/N: sorry this took so long...I had finals for school and then the flu and then I was just to burnt out to do anything else...I should have another chapter up in the next day or so...let me know what you think!