Mrs.Malfoy
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
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30,248
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234
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Birthday Surprise
Author notes: Now that the computer is fixed…I suppose that last chapter was too steamy for the power supply to handle.. Either that or our favorite couple drained all the energy from it. That’s a possibility. On with the show!
It’s quite tricky, really, being married to a Malfoy and having sex with a Snape. Sometime during the afternoon, it dawned on Hermioe what had transpired.
“I slept with Snape!” she exclaimed at her mirror as she tried to tame the mangled mess of brown rat’s nest on her head. Severus had left some time ago using the same excuse of a potion needing attention in order to spare them both from the awkward moment that always seemed to follow first-time copulation.
She placed the brush back onto the vanity and sat there on the plush cushion of the chair just staring at her flushed face which was growing redder with every memory of their union, every position, every touch, every time.
“Three times…” she whispered to herself in disbelief. “I wonder if he takes a stamina potion. What if he doesn’t?”
Hermione couldn’t hold back the broad smile that broke across her face. She got up and removed the Silencio from the door and walls of her room where they spent most of the morning. Thank Merlin she remembered to send the house elves to the garden before she and Severus made it to the stairs. Who knows what they would go running to tell their master!
Hermione seemed to sober on that thought. What if Lucius ever found out? What would happen to her? What would happen to Severus? She didn’t want to think on those things for too long. She was starting to feel guilty. She didn’t quite fully comprehend why she felt guilty. It wasn’t as if she promised Lucius a life full of love. But she did give an indirect vow of fidelity. She thought Lucius would have surely included that in the ceremony, some spell that forced Hermione to be faithful. She supposed he thought she would have no access to anyone other than him. As for Severus, well, Lucius surely didn’t see that coming.
It was about time for dinner to be served when Hermione heard a knock at the front door. Dobby went to answer, but was stopped short by Hermione’s soft hand on his shoulder.
“I’ll get it. You have too much work left to do before dinner. I don’t want Lucius to find you not preparing the food should he decide to come home,” she said softly.
She reached for the door knob and opened it after casting an identifying spell. A large man stood on the other side of the door with a briefcase in hand.
“Madame Malfoy, I presume?”
“Yes, I am. What can I do for you…mister?”
“Mr. Jameson, Mrs. Malfoy. I am a liaison for muggle and ministry personal affairs. I come regarding business of your parents. When these unfinished matters fall to the wayside by the muggle authorities, the Ministry has placed informants to retrieve the information. We then decipher if the information is related to any magical…”
“I have dinner to which to attend, Mr. Jameson. If you could get to the point,” Hermione said exasperated.
The man pulled a large file from his briefcase, and passed it to the woman. The top of the label was marked ‘Confidential’ with writing below it.
“Property of Harold and Jane Granger, H. Malfoy, descendent,” she read aloud. “What is this?”
The man cleared his throat. He hated his job. “Last will and testament. The Ministry is sorry for your loss. If you would like to contact our office, our number is inside the cover. Good day.”
After a few seconds of shock, Hermione’s action was involuntary, but she was just overwhelmed by the urge to slap the man across the face for declaring her parents dead one second and bidding her good day the next. She promptly slammed the door shut.
“Dobby!”
The elf appeared at her side, clearly understanding the desperation in her voice, and approached her cautiously. “Yes, Hermy, miss?”
“Vodka…study…now.”
She slowly made her way to the large chair she usually sat in to read her books. Her hand lifted the manila flap, and she began to read the contents of the three sheets of paper inside.
Confidential
Property of Harold and Jane Granger
Hermione Granger Malfoy, Descendent
The stamp seemed so cold and unemotional. She wasn’t just their descendent; she was their daughter, their only child. That was the only thing on the first page. Once lifted, Hermione saw the official report.
19th September, 1998
Victim 1, 42 year old male hereafter noted as V1, was found in a prone position beside the mile marker. Victim 2, 41 year old female hereafter noted as V2, was found partially ejected from the passenger side window. Vehicle was found in total loss condition. Front of bus was crushed, the engine was partially placed against the driver’s legs. Victim 3, 63 year old male hereafter noted as V3, had to be cut out of seat forcibly, amputating both legs below knees.
Witnesses state the vehicle had swerved to miss a man standing off the sidewalk. Man was nowhere to be found for questioning. Witnesses state man was dressed in long black coat with long blonde hair. When driver of vehicle swerved, the bus connected with their vehicle in the driver side.
V1 received multiple lacerations to face and neck, carotid artery was severed. Left arm was found three feet from body. Left foot was found beneath brake pedal. V2 received multiple injuries to head and body. Death was not immediate. Forensic reports state V2 suffered internal injuries which caused massive haematomas to multiple organs. Report states death occurred fifteen minutes after collision.
Due to site of collision, medical teams were unable to reach victims in time to save V2. V1 and V2 were pronounced dead at the scene by Margaret Johannes, Forensic Collision Investigator, Coroner.
Hermione threw the folder down, and rushed to the bathroom to empty her stomach. She crawled to the tub and turned on the spigot. Cupping a bit of water in her hand to wash the taste of her regurgitated lunch from her mouth, Hermione realized what the report said.
September 19th…and she broke down. She had wondered why she didn’t get a missive from her mother like she usually did. She had just thought Lucius kept it from her. But he hadn’t.
Her birthday was now scarred.
It’s quite tricky, really, being married to a Malfoy and having sex with a Snape. Sometime during the afternoon, it dawned on Hermioe what had transpired.
“I slept with Snape!” she exclaimed at her mirror as she tried to tame the mangled mess of brown rat’s nest on her head. Severus had left some time ago using the same excuse of a potion needing attention in order to spare them both from the awkward moment that always seemed to follow first-time copulation.
She placed the brush back onto the vanity and sat there on the plush cushion of the chair just staring at her flushed face which was growing redder with every memory of their union, every position, every touch, every time.
“Three times…” she whispered to herself in disbelief. “I wonder if he takes a stamina potion. What if he doesn’t?”
Hermione couldn’t hold back the broad smile that broke across her face. She got up and removed the Silencio from the door and walls of her room where they spent most of the morning. Thank Merlin she remembered to send the house elves to the garden before she and Severus made it to the stairs. Who knows what they would go running to tell their master!
Hermione seemed to sober on that thought. What if Lucius ever found out? What would happen to her? What would happen to Severus? She didn’t want to think on those things for too long. She was starting to feel guilty. She didn’t quite fully comprehend why she felt guilty. It wasn’t as if she promised Lucius a life full of love. But she did give an indirect vow of fidelity. She thought Lucius would have surely included that in the ceremony, some spell that forced Hermione to be faithful. She supposed he thought she would have no access to anyone other than him. As for Severus, well, Lucius surely didn’t see that coming.
It was about time for dinner to be served when Hermione heard a knock at the front door. Dobby went to answer, but was stopped short by Hermione’s soft hand on his shoulder.
“I’ll get it. You have too much work left to do before dinner. I don’t want Lucius to find you not preparing the food should he decide to come home,” she said softly.
She reached for the door knob and opened it after casting an identifying spell. A large man stood on the other side of the door with a briefcase in hand.
“Madame Malfoy, I presume?”
“Yes, I am. What can I do for you…mister?”
“Mr. Jameson, Mrs. Malfoy. I am a liaison for muggle and ministry personal affairs. I come regarding business of your parents. When these unfinished matters fall to the wayside by the muggle authorities, the Ministry has placed informants to retrieve the information. We then decipher if the information is related to any magical…”
“I have dinner to which to attend, Mr. Jameson. If you could get to the point,” Hermione said exasperated.
The man pulled a large file from his briefcase, and passed it to the woman. The top of the label was marked ‘Confidential’ with writing below it.
“Property of Harold and Jane Granger, H. Malfoy, descendent,” she read aloud. “What is this?”
The man cleared his throat. He hated his job. “Last will and testament. The Ministry is sorry for your loss. If you would like to contact our office, our number is inside the cover. Good day.”
After a few seconds of shock, Hermione’s action was involuntary, but she was just overwhelmed by the urge to slap the man across the face for declaring her parents dead one second and bidding her good day the next. She promptly slammed the door shut.
“Dobby!”
The elf appeared at her side, clearly understanding the desperation in her voice, and approached her cautiously. “Yes, Hermy, miss?”
“Vodka…study…now.”
She slowly made her way to the large chair she usually sat in to read her books. Her hand lifted the manila flap, and she began to read the contents of the three sheets of paper inside.
Confidential
Property of Harold and Jane Granger
Hermione Granger Malfoy, Descendent
The stamp seemed so cold and unemotional. She wasn’t just their descendent; she was their daughter, their only child. That was the only thing on the first page. Once lifted, Hermione saw the official report.
19th September, 1998
Victim 1, 42 year old male hereafter noted as V1, was found in a prone position beside the mile marker. Victim 2, 41 year old female hereafter noted as V2, was found partially ejected from the passenger side window. Vehicle was found in total loss condition. Front of bus was crushed, the engine was partially placed against the driver’s legs. Victim 3, 63 year old male hereafter noted as V3, had to be cut out of seat forcibly, amputating both legs below knees.
Witnesses state the vehicle had swerved to miss a man standing off the sidewalk. Man was nowhere to be found for questioning. Witnesses state man was dressed in long black coat with long blonde hair. When driver of vehicle swerved, the bus connected with their vehicle in the driver side.
V1 received multiple lacerations to face and neck, carotid artery was severed. Left arm was found three feet from body. Left foot was found beneath brake pedal. V2 received multiple injuries to head and body. Death was not immediate. Forensic reports state V2 suffered internal injuries which caused massive haematomas to multiple organs. Report states death occurred fifteen minutes after collision.
Due to site of collision, medical teams were unable to reach victims in time to save V2. V1 and V2 were pronounced dead at the scene by Margaret Johannes, Forensic Collision Investigator, Coroner.
Hermione threw the folder down, and rushed to the bathroom to empty her stomach. She crawled to the tub and turned on the spigot. Cupping a bit of water in her hand to wash the taste of her regurgitated lunch from her mouth, Hermione realized what the report said.
September 19th…and she broke down. She had wondered why she didn’t get a missive from her mother like she usually did. She had just thought Lucius kept it from her. But he hadn’t.
Her birthday was now scarred.