Vows

God's Brides' Journey


They ate dinner, each feeding the other and drank down another bottle of something that made the world fuzzy.

Harry talked about their future, slurring his words and calling Hermione his angel. He rose saying she was perfect, like a rose, like a soft beautiful flower. He said he was going to care for her, love her and they would stay together forever. He was going to give up piracy, and told her he had enough money to last three life times. He just had to get it from Sirius.

Then his voice changed,
“Sirius is going to kill me. He put me in charge of you, to take care of you .. to make sure NO ONE got to you. He’s going to kill me for sure. I told himI’d look after you.” Harry said putting his hands over his face.

“But you have Harry. You have taken care of me” she looked at her feet with the bandages on them, “It was me, who got to you, I believe,” and she laughed.

Harry laughed too for a moment “We should leave the island now while the tide is low. We can walk to a near by island, about a half mile away, there’s a boat there. We can row to the next port as the tide comes back in. Get some tickets on a ship or a coach and go anywhere we want.” that was the last thing she remembered, as she drifted off to sleep.

Hermione woke up on the library’s floor, next to Harry. They were both naked and Harry had sailing charts on the floor.

Hermione smiled as she realized she didn’t have a hangover and felt great.

She went back to her room and got a robe on and proceeded to make breakfast for the both of them.

Harry informed her that the low tide was at sunset and that they would have to be very careful and fast, to not drown when the tide comes back in.

She nodded and he kissed her on the lips,
“ I love you,” he said.

Hermione stroked his cheek and said very softly looking in to his eyes,
“ I love you too.”

Harry’s eyes lit up and he smiled like a child on Christmas morning.

Hermione made them sausages, eggs and toast. The wind was whipping around and the sea looked rough as Hermione looked out the window.

She looked at Harry and he looked out the window too,
“ It’s still early the sea will calm down in a few hours.” he reported to her.

After breakfast Harry asked Hermione to pack her bags and he packed something for them to eat.

By noontime Harry had packed his clothes and some dry food to take on their journey.

But by noontime Hermione was cooking lunch and wanted to be touched by Harry.

Harry felt her needs by just the sound of her voice. He gobbled down his lunch and then turned his attention to Hermione. They made love in his room once more. Hermione letting go of all her inhibitions; moaned and cried out and talked about love. They nodded off and Hermione woke up thinking they needed something to drink on the journey.
She got dressed nudged Harry,
“I’m going down to the root cellar to see if I can find some tea and maybe some bottles of juice to bring with us. The sun will be going down soon you had better get up.”

Hermione was down in the root cellar where she looked around for some bottles of juices or butterbeer.

She heard footsteps coming down the stairs slowly and called up
“Harry do you like butterbeer better than juice?”

The footsteps stopped and she turned to see not Harry but Sirius,
“Well I enjoy a good ale but butterbeer is good too.”
He clapped his hands and said,
“ I saw you are packed we leave in five minutes so get up stairs and get your cloak on.”

There was another pair of feet coming down the stairs, Harry’s.

“ It will take us about a day to get you to the Abby and they paid for you. You have friends in high places sister. The bishop was most concerned for your will being,” Sirius said,
“ Here is a letter for you. ..get ready to start your new life sister?”

“ Yes “ Hermione said weakly as she pictured her future with Harry collapsing with his words ‘get ready to start your new life sister’.

Harry closed his eyes and looked like someone gave him a death sentence.

Sirius climbed the stairs and asked Harry if he was all right.

Harry looked up at her, and whispered
“Tell him tell him now.”

“I can’t, they paid him already,” and she sat on the dirt floor crying.

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Hermione got on board the ship and looked at the house, the cliffs and the beach. She was going to miss them. She was going to miss being needed there but God had other plans for her.

She opened the letter.

Dear Sister Jane

We hope you are in good health and spirits. God has, I’m sure helped you through this terrifying ordeal and your body and soul are safe.
We look forward to see you here at St. Thomas and after you take your vows at the Abby.
God has been good to you blessing us with you and we wait eagerly for your arrival.
God Bless
Bishop Severus Snape

‘I’m not to go to St.Thomas ‘ Hermione thought to herself feeling nervous as she read and then she felt an other letter inside the envelope.


My Dear girl

I’m relieved that you are unharmed and can’t wait to see you again so that we will be together once more. I long to pray next to you. I miss your scent, your softness and your voice as the lash strikes your flesh. Soon you can feel my flesh next to yours in prayer and in the bedchamber. I promise to enlighten you with each stroke of my hand and lash.
I thank God we have found you untouched and still pure in body and soul. It is such a blessing to have you here with me.
Until then, my dearest servant to God,
Severus Snape

Hermione felt a cold wicked chill, go through her body,
“No! There’s a mistake.” Hermione said out loud.

“Blessing? what kind of blessing is this?” she asked, “Blessing. He mentioned two blessings the last day….” she thought back.

Hermione ran to her room and looked in to her bag. There in the bottom was the unopened letter.

Dear Sister Jane

We feel it would be better for you to go to St. Thomas after taking your vows at the Abby. Bishop Snape feels you would benefit from his instructions. This is a great honor and a wonderful blessing for you,
Congratulations dear sister.

Mother Elisabeth Mary

Hermione couldn’t believe this was happening to her. She couldn’t go to the Abby now, it would lead her to where the Bishop was waiting for her with the belt or whip in his hand. She could see it in her mind.

Tears ran down her face. She was horrified. Hermione could feel her blood turn cold. All this time, she thought she was going to the Abby where she would be safe from the bishop. He wanted her bad enough to have her plans changed. There was no way she could get away from him if she took her vows now.

Her hands were shaking as she held the letter. Harry came up behind her his arm went to her shoulders, “ You’re shaking.” and he looked at her,
“What’s wrong?” he asked.

She turned to look at Harry and he looked at her shocked,
“You’re white as a sheet,” he put his hand on her forehead and cheek,
“ And sweating.. you ‘re ill. Let’s get you down to your room,” he told her.

“Harry I need you here at the wheel ..” Sirius shouted at him from the helm.

“I can’t, Hermione’s ill,” guiding her down the stairs.

Sirius looked down at them,
“Take her down below and take care of her.”

Harry brought Hermione to her cabin,
“Lay down.”

Harry took the letter out of her hand and glanced at it,
“Hermione this letter says you’re going to St. Thomas after you take your vows. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I just found out. I didn’t read the letter until now. Until the other mentioned me going to St. Thomas to where Bishop Snape is.
Harry I don’t want to go there. He’ll whip me and drain all the blood out of me.”

“Tell Sirius you don’t want to go. Tell him we still have time. We’re not going straight to the Abby; we’re picking up one of Sirius’s old friends who lives on an island.” Harry told her.
Hermione lay down on her bed.

Harry wiped her brow with a cool cloth,
“ Well, we can’t give you to the Abby if you’re ill.”

Harry knelt next to her stroking her cheek with the tips of his fingers to her chin,
“Hermione just tell Sirius. I’m sure he’ll give back the ransom and if not I can…”

“Harry I’ve made such a fuss about it. Sirius asked me if I was sure I wanted to go to the Abby. He told me he would set me at any port so I could have another life and I turned him down.” Hermione admitted.

“But you’ve changed your mind. You promised ME,” Harry said angrily.

“Let me be Harry I’m so tired, so drained,” pulling the covers over her shoulder and putting her face in the pillow.

They sent dinner to her room but she barely ate any of it, feeling ill.

It was dark out as she made her way to the deck. She looked over the rail and saw the dark water. Was this the water Remus was in? Was his body somewhere at the bottom of this part of the sea? Hermione stared at the waves watching them rise up and down, fold over each other. The sea looked dark and cold.

Hermione thought for a moment of jumping off the ship and into the sea as her hand grabbed the rail.

“There you are.” Harry said aloud making her jump back.
He looked at her as if he could read her thoughts,
“Getting some air?” he asked sharply.
“ I can’t have you falling off the ship now can I,” Tugging her away from the rail and up to the wheel.

“ What were you going to do, jump?” Harry posed.

Hermione remained silent.
“All you have to do is tell Sirius you changed your mind. It’s that simple.” Harry said.

“Really he won’t be mad? How about the ransom?” she asked.

“ I don’t know, I can give him some, I still have that ruby.”
Harry added.

“You have choices you know, the church or me.. and don’t think of jumping over board there’s a spell to keep people on board,” Harry told her.

Hermione stood there, saying very little as Harry manned the wheel for a few hours.

Finally Moody came up and took over the wheel and said,
“Sleep well, I’ll try to keep her in calms seas. Sister, may I have a word with you, alone?”
Harry looked at him and went down the stairs.

“Sister I’d like to apologize for any rudeness or bad behavior I’ve shown to you. You’re a fine girl, a good nurse, and I guess you’d be a good enough nun; but I think you’d be fine at anything you do .. even a wife.” he said, as his artificial eye looked down at the floor, as if to watching someone below him through the wood.

“Thank you Mr. Moody. That means a lot to me.” she said feeling a little light hearted.

Hermione walked below deck towards her room when Harry’s hand grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in to his compartment.

Her lips went to his as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Harry unbuttoned her dress and they stumbled to his bed.

“What did Moody want?” Harry asked.

“ He just said he thought I was a good nurse, might be a good nun, and would probably do good at anything I try,” she said and then, she kissed Harry.

“Well I think you’d do anything better,” Harry said as he pulled off her dress, and slip over her head, “without your clothes on.”

“Yes, I do too,” she said her looking at him hungrily and she undid his pants.

He slid them down and then kicked them off.
“If I have to say good bye to you tomorrow, I’m damn sure I’ll get you in my bed tonight..” and he kissed her sweetly, “and I will love you a life times worth tonight,” he kissed her again more passionately, “ and tomorrow I will mourn for you until I die.”

“Love me now, Harry,” she said kissing him.

The novice pulled back the covers of his bed and slid between the sheets. Harry followed lying down next to her.

Hermione kissed his lips moving downward from his chin to his neck, to his chest, to his belly, to his erection. She looked at it curiously, studying it. The veins, the head, the thickness of it and how long it was. She ran her fingers up and down the shaft feeling the texture of it. She jumped when Harry moaned aloud.

He caressed her back and shoulders as though he was waiting for something. She looked at his manhood and then looked at him.

Harry grinned and softly said,
“ If you want to taste it. It won’t bite.”

Hermione blushed but very cautiously licked it. It tasted a little salty from the sea or sweat and for some reason it seem to have grown a bit with the stimulation.

Hermione licked it again but with more confidence this time. Feeling the texture of his skin as it grew bigger and harder.
She whirled her tongue around the head of his penis and Harry took a quick breath inward.

Hermione got a bit bolder and took the head in to her mouth and slowly withdrew it, slid it back in and with drew it once more.

Harry moaned and his hips jerked upwards, startling her.
Harry moaned and said sitting up,
“I won’t last long if you keep that up.”

He kissed her, his weight making her lay back down. His lips were soft but firm. Harry moved to her chin kissing and biting it and then to her neck where he bit her the first time and he bit the area again, more gently this time.

Hermione moaned and closed her eyes as Harry move down to her breast. Caressing one as he kissed and gently sucked the other. Harry then moved to Hermione’s belly, kissing it and pressing his cheek to her soft skin.

Hermione opened her eyes when he started moving down between her legs. Harry’s warm tongue felt it’s way around her folds and to her bud.

Hermione felt warmth going through her, and then Harry’s tongue found her core and entered it. She felt herself melting and desiring his touch.

Then his hardness took the place of his warm tongue and entered her with wonderful force. Her whole body responded to his. Her mind was gone and this urge moved through her body saying,’ We will be one, we will be one’.

“Deeper Harry please,” came from her lips. And he thrust himself deeper, pulling her hips higher around his waist, thrusting again. Grunting softly, as he thrust in to her again and again..

With her leg over his shoulder, he plunged deep within Hermione. And for one long moment Harry looked at her with all the love he had and a moment later they both cried out in ecstasy. Their bodies convulsed and trembled as they both exploded.

Finally, Harry slid out of her. They were both drenched with sweat. Harry pulled up the covers and kissed Hermione who was dozing off already, they both said,” I love you,” at the same time, and they laughed and drifted off to sleep with their arms around each other.