Story: To the Victor Goes the Spoils
By: Katie (Ktie Eiknlng Snape)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hermione is taken to a Death Eaters meeting, and Snape is punished for being a traitor and must marry her.
Severus Snape was just about to prepare for his nightly slumber, when his Dark Mark started to burn fiercely. Severus was not a weak man, on the contrary, he was as cold and strong a man as the Dark Lord himself, but being a minion, as he called himself, to Dumbledore forced his conscience to make him put on his robes and mask and follow the much worn path to the gates that separated Severus Snape from What May Come. As he reached the iron gate, he sighed, knowing what might come, and apparated away.
Hermione Granger, on the other hand, was facing the Holy Shit This Isn't Happening to Me part of her life. She had just been sitting by the lake, gazing at the stars thinking, "Oh, there's a full moon out tonight, poor Remus..." when out of nowhere a mysterious tall figure swept her off the ground and carried her away. She protested, too, but it didn't help her case. All she received was a very vicious, "Kick me again and see what happens." She stopped right that instant. The mysterious figure apparated Hermione and himself away. She could tell it was a him by the scent, it screamed masculinity.
Soon enough both reached their destination, Voldemort.
"Welcome, my sons and daughters. Tonight, I have a little treat for you. Fellows, we have a traitor in our mist." And with that, Severus Snape went paler than usual, he could've sworn he was pale enough that Voldemort could see it through his mask.
"Kill 'em!", "Beat him till he almost dies.", and "Rape him!" were some very popular responses.
"I know you would all like to do that, but I've got a something to brighten our spirits, a wedding. Now, you all know the traitor, the vicious, so Severus, step forward, gets it over with." He stepped forward, by human response only to receive a vicious amount of Crucio into his spine, the pain was so harsh and quick that he could think nothing of the moment.
"Yes, Severus, you knew it was coming. Now, I have a task for you. You must marry a mudblood. Yes, you heard right," he said looking at Snape's face. The laughter and cruelty towards Snape could not be heard by him, "A mudblood. And to prove your loyalty to me, she must bare a little whipper Snaper. Hopefully that will teach you a lesson."
"But sir-"
"I don't believe I did all of this to become a sir."
"Lord Voldemort, is she of age?"
"She is twenty. Counting the use of her time turner in her third year and her fifth and sixth. Technically, she is only a seventh year."
"Lord, how will I let the muggle lover let me bare a child with a seventh year student?"
"Your muggle lover will not go against you, you turncoat. He will understand punishment. Besides, this would do you father proud," he said in a harsh laugh, "Punishment for all your wrongs. Just be absolutely thrilled I haven't killed the both of you. Now, unveil the girl and let's start this."
For the first time, Severus saw who his wife was to be. Hermione, of course had overheard everything, knew what was going to happen. She couldn't speak a word.
"Yes, Severus, your soon to be wife is Hermione Granger. Obviously, a name change to Hermione Snape will be in order. Let's proceed," the three stepped onto an altar and Lord Voldemort started.
After Lord Voldemort had formally read their names, he started the traditional part of the marriage.
"Hermione Geraldine Granger, as a sign of the bond growing between you, do you let Severus Corelli Snape become one with you?" Severus looked at her with pleading eyes. "I do."
"Severus, cut her wrist and let it drip into this goblet. Severus Corelli Snape, as a sign of the bond growing between you, do you let Hermione Geraldine Granger become one with you."
"I do."
"Hermione, cut his wrist and let it drip into this chalice. Pour half into the other goblet. Drink this and remember it as a sign of your marriage." Hermione thought more like take the knife and slicing his neck open, but thought that she and her Professor might die if she did that. "Now, may you go and create little Whipper Snapers that may be the future of the wizarding world."
By: Katie (Ktie Eiknlng Snape)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hermione is taken to a Death Eaters meeting, and Snape is punished for being a traitor and must marry her.
Severus Snape was just about to prepare for his nightly slumber, when his Dark Mark started to burn fiercely. Severus was not a weak man, on the contrary, he was as cold and strong a man as the Dark Lord himself, but being a minion, as he called himself, to Dumbledore forced his conscience to make him put on his robes and mask and follow the much worn path to the gates that separated Severus Snape from What May Come. As he reached the iron gate, he sighed, knowing what might come, and apparated away.
Hermione Granger, on the other hand, was facing the Holy Shit This Isn't Happening to Me part of her life. She had just been sitting by the lake, gazing at the stars thinking, "Oh, there's a full moon out tonight, poor Remus..." when out of nowhere a mysterious tall figure swept her off the ground and carried her away. She protested, too, but it didn't help her case. All she received was a very vicious, "Kick me again and see what happens." She stopped right that instant. The mysterious figure apparated Hermione and himself away. She could tell it was a him by the scent, it screamed masculinity.
Soon enough both reached their destination, Voldemort.
"Welcome, my sons and daughters. Tonight, I have a little treat for you. Fellows, we have a traitor in our mist." And with that, Severus Snape went paler than usual, he could've sworn he was pale enough that Voldemort could see it through his mask.
"Kill 'em!", "Beat him till he almost dies.", and "Rape him!" were some very popular responses.
"I know you would all like to do that, but I've got a something to brighten our spirits, a wedding. Now, you all know the traitor, the vicious, so Severus, step forward, gets it over with." He stepped forward, by human response only to receive a vicious amount of Crucio into his spine, the pain was so harsh and quick that he could think nothing of the moment.
"Yes, Severus, you knew it was coming. Now, I have a task for you. You must marry a mudblood. Yes, you heard right," he said looking at Snape's face. The laughter and cruelty towards Snape could not be heard by him, "A mudblood. And to prove your loyalty to me, she must bare a little whipper Snaper. Hopefully that will teach you a lesson."
"But sir-"
"I don't believe I did all of this to become a sir."
"Lord Voldemort, is she of age?"
"She is twenty. Counting the use of her time turner in her third year and her fifth and sixth. Technically, she is only a seventh year."
"Lord, how will I let the muggle lover let me bare a child with a seventh year student?"
"Your muggle lover will not go against you, you turncoat. He will understand punishment. Besides, this would do you father proud," he said in a harsh laugh, "Punishment for all your wrongs. Just be absolutely thrilled I haven't killed the both of you. Now, unveil the girl and let's start this."
For the first time, Severus saw who his wife was to be. Hermione, of course had overheard everything, knew what was going to happen. She couldn't speak a word.
"Yes, Severus, your soon to be wife is Hermione Granger. Obviously, a name change to Hermione Snape will be in order. Let's proceed," the three stepped onto an altar and Lord Voldemort started.
After Lord Voldemort had formally read their names, he started the traditional part of the marriage.
"Hermione Geraldine Granger, as a sign of the bond growing between you, do you let Severus Corelli Snape become one with you?" Severus looked at her with pleading eyes. "I do."
"Severus, cut her wrist and let it drip into this goblet. Severus Corelli Snape, as a sign of the bond growing between you, do you let Hermione Geraldine Granger become one with you."
"I do."
"Hermione, cut his wrist and let it drip into this chalice. Pour half into the other goblet. Drink this and remember it as a sign of your marriage." Hermione thought more like take the knife and slicing his neck open, but thought that she and her Professor might die if she did that. "Now, may you go and create little Whipper Snapers that may be the future of the wizarding world."