Title: The game

Author: Ashakiran

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Hermione Granger/Severus Snape

Warnings: Violence, Adult Language, Sexual Situations

Summary: HG/SS. Severus Snape wins Hermione Granger at dice, when her father loses her to a nasty and evil Death Eater. And on top of this he has to marry her because of a new law. Are they going to fall in love or are they going to spend the rest of their lifes together hating each other?

Disclaimer: Ie do not own any of the characters herein (only the plot). All the characters in the Harry Potter universe belong exclusively to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, and anyone else JKR chooses to allow to play with them. We are publishing our fanfiction writings only for our own selfish desire to be a part of their world.

Authors' Note: I have a HUGE favour to ask. I would really, really appreciate if someone would BETA for me. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE

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Our story begins with our beautiful Miss Hermione Granger, one of the best members of the Order, now on the age of 19 years old, shopping in Madam's Henrietta on Diagon Alley.

But our happy Miss Hermione, as friends still called her, was being watched with lust, hunger, desire, need and wish of possession over her, by one the only man who wanted her since she was in school Marcus Flint who was accompanied by one of his friends, Gregory Wrentham, another Slytherin mate.

"I will have her." Flint said with a voice that determined lust and most of all determination.

"You do know she hates you, don't you? "Asked Wrentham in an amused voice.

"No matter what it takes I will have. Remember that."

At Hermione's house, that night

"Hello! Dad, I'm back. "Said Hermione with an enthusiastic voice.

"Miss, you dad had left an hour and a half ago with Mister Harry." Said Maiden, the house butler, a 68-year-old man.

"Did my dad say where he was going? "Ask Hermione with a voice who was starting to sound concerned.

"At his usual night escapade." Said from behind her Eudora, the maid a 50-year-old woman who was her friend, her nanny and protector and a mother since her natural mother had died in a muggle car accident when she was little.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! "Said Hermione with a broken voice after she heard where her father was. "Please, God, let him win just once against him. Just once let him win against Flint. Please, God. "Said Hermione who was praying and in the same time looking at the sky.

In a restricted casino, same time

At a poke table, Peyton Granger, who was playing along with 5 other men and was accompanied by Harry, was winning another "hand".

"Peyton, please, stop playing." Said the black-headed boy who-is-going-to-save-the-world.

"Oh! One more game. One more game, boy." Said Peyton.

"If you won't do it for you, please think of Hermione. "

The name Hermione brought him back to reality and so he said to the other players "I have been advised to be careful so I'm going to stop here. "

"You are excused, Peyton. You have paid your dues to us tonight."

"Good bye, gentlemen!"

"Good bye, Peyton!"

And with that he got up from the table and walked to the door. When he opened the wooden doors he got face to face to his great enemy, Marcus Flint.

Hermione's father developed a passion for gambling over the years, but not to increase their fortune, but because he liked to play since always. He used to play ones or twice a week. But since he got richer his passion increased. It also increased because his enemy, Marcus Flint, was constantly provoking him and her father never won against him.

Her father became a bigger enemy since Hermione rejected him when Flint asked her to be his girlfriend years ago and since then he never gave up his hope that sooner or later, one way or another she will belong to him.

Hermione always-found, Flint a disgusting, repulsive, sordid, ghastly, nauseating, libidinous, grows guy, but especially in school because everything he was to doing toward her and towards everyone. She was finding him so repulsive that if someone under the threat of the wand would have made her choose between kissing Flint and sleeping with Malfoy who tormented her and her family in school, but later joined the Order to prove that he wasn't such a bad guy and he acted that way towards her because he had to, she would have chosen without a second thought to sleep with Malfoy.

She and Harry were the only one in the family and among friends, who knew about her father's vice, not even Ron, Harry finding out by accident. So they were the ones who carried this burden, because they couldn't tell her family about this vice since gambling was known only in restricted circles and she wanted that her family and friends would have a perfect image about her father. Because of this entire situation she and Harry became very close friend.

"Had a good night, Peyton? You look very happy. Care to join me to a game?" said Flint with a sly voice.

"Tonight it was indeed a good night. And I feel that the luck is on my side tonight" said Peyton with a triumph voice.

"Really? I always have the luck on my side, especially when I'm playing with you, but since you think you have the luck on your side tonight, maybe you'll finally beat me."

At this words Harry whispered to Peyton "Please, Peyton, lets go. You won enough and besides you know that he always wins."

"I have to win against him," said Peyton with a trembling voice and with that he turned to Flint.

"Dice, Peyton?" asked Flint and Peyton nodded not thrusting his voice.

And with this they walked to the dice table.

"Money on the table, gentlemen. " and with that began a game where Peyton was throwing big dice, but Flint always was throwing bigger ones then Peyton and they played until Peyton had nothing left not even the house. Peyton was thinking about leaving the table when his thoughts were interrupted by the noise made by the doors opening.

The massive doors revealed the man who opened them, a very respected man around the chance games because he was known for the fact that he was winning against any player who was challenging him, non other then Severus Snape, the 35-year-old Potion Master. He looked around the room and the dice table caught his attention. He moved closer to the table in order to see the results of the game till that moment.

"Leaving so soon, Peyton? "Said Flint when he saw that Peyton was getting up from the table.

"I have nothing left to play."

"You still got your beautiful Hermione. I provoke you for the girl and the house against everything I have won tonight. What do you say, Peyton? "

"You can't play you own girl, Peyton. " said with a desperate voice Harry.

"I can't either go home and tell her I have lost everything. Say that I'll win against him. Please. I have to win. "

And then he wrote a cart with the agreement. With that he turn to Flint who had a triumph look on his face, put the card on the table and said "My daughter and the house against everything you have won tonight." He took the dice in his hands, shakes them a little and throws them on the table. It was a 6:3. Then Flint gets the dice does the same procedure and throws…

6:4.

The room was in complete shook and began to whisper. When he is seeing the results Peyton looks lost like a little boy who had lost something important. And he had lost something important his little girl. What was he going to do now it was the question that was rising on the lips of everyone in the room. Peyton got up from the table and left the room closing the doors behind him. Harry was going to do the same thing when he heard Snape's voice.

"I will throw you 500,000 galleons for the house and the girl," he said with a voice that betrayed not a single emotion.

"Done. Tonight I'm unbeatable even by you, Snape. " Said Flint with a triumph voice.

So he took the dice and throw 6:5. Then Snape did the same. He got………