Ch. 2

On the way to the dungeons; Severus Snape was debating how he should write a letter to his other master, while his student; Hermione Granger, who was helping him along to his chambers. If he were to be honest with himself; he was growing some inappropriate feelings for the girl, ever since he had seen her at the Yell Ball nearly a couple of years ago. She was the most beautiful creature that night, which nearly took his breath away; he had wondered where the Miss Know-It-All was and who was she dancing with that ruffian of a seeker? As Severus glanced over to Hermione; he wondered if he could get her to dress and looking the beautiful while they were married, surely he could make a request and as a husband he would demand such a thing out of her. He was also going to have to mark her as his; so he would know that others would know that she was his, and he possessive person by nature.

Hermione could feel the glances that her professor was giving towards her; she was trying to fight back a blush that was trying to make its way across her face and neck. She has been trying to fight many blushes for the past year or so; it was when she noticed his voice, his velvet rolling voice that crested every fiber of her being. She had many dreams because of his voice, she wondered what kind of marriage she'll have with him; she also wanted to know what else about it could bring her other than just blushes.

Once they walked through the potions classroom to get to the back, where the office was and from there, to Professor's Snape's chambers. Once they had gotten to a portrait of Druid Potions Master of the First Age; Tilican Bralem, who was around long before Merlin. Tilican stood before them with a walking staff; long forest green robes, and long silver beard and hair, with green eyes. The portrait stated, "Password."

Severus answered, "Quicksilver." Hermione shivered with his voice, which traveled down her spine; which Severus noticed. He used his velvet voice again to see what it would do, "Welcome to my chambers, Hermione," as he purred out her name. What he saw pleased him very much.

Hermione shivered more than just a little and scrunched her neck; just enough to have a positive action, of what please Severus so. She let go of Severus, so he could pass through the doorway of his own free will. "Is there anything I can help you with Sir," she asked with a quivering voice.

Severus hid his smirk; which he hardly ever shown anyone, but Albus or Minerva had ever seen. He had shown it to Mad-Eye and Lucius a few times in passing or even Draco; which scared the boy, more than anything. "Yes," he purred again. "Go into my bathroom and get a royal blue potion." He noticed Hermione nearly weak in the knees as she made her way into the bathroom, he so enjoyed watching her quiver because of his voice. He knew as a teenager that he was not handsome, but he knew how to use his voice to get what he wanted and he was going to use more knowing that he was affecting the upcoming wife before him.

Hermione was in his bathroom and saw that it was a big suit. His shower looked like it could hold two fully grown people within and still have room. Colors upon the room were mainly earthly tones; mainly tan, green, and cream colored trims. There was a mirror upon the wall in front of the skink that had black leaves steel framing the mirror itself. The whole thing screamed Severus. Hermione them opened the mirror and grabbed the potion that he had asked for and walked out and into the living area again, where he sat in a black leather chair next to the fireplace.

Severus glanced up as she walked into the room, and slowly made her way towards him. Where noticed how she just glide into a room, like a lady of the court from long ago. He also noticed how she kept biting her lower lip whenever she was worried, thinking, or concert training on something. He really had to know what she was thinking and slipped into her mind; which he heard, I enjoy his voice. I wonder what else he could do to drive me crazy like that? The Potions Master smirked as he exited out of her head and took the vial out of her hand and drank his pain reliever potion of his own making for his own needs, which would work in seconds and through the empty vial into the fire. Then with big swift move, he reached out with both hands and grabbed behind Hermione's thighs, which caused her to fall onto his lap and snaked his arms around her waist.

Hermione gasped, but made no other sounds as she glanced into his eyes. She was near breathless as she saw his eyes grew darker, like they were hunger for something. With one arm still around her waist, his hand reached up and slowly made its way behind her neck and leaned her forward to where he reach her lips with his own. Hermione moved her hands up and into his hair to bring him closer to her and moaned as it became more heated. Severus then pulled on her waist to where she became closer to his lower area of his body, to where she gasped out from what she felt upon her inner thigh from his slacks. She brought one of her hands down from his neck and started petting the thing that was trying to pock her and he moaned from the feel of her hand upon him.

"Have you . . . ," asked Severus.

"No," answered Hermione.

"You're still . . . ," asked the man in black.

"Yes."

Severus growled, "I want you."

Hermione sighed, "Then have me."

Severus then stopped his power hungry that he wanted to pull upon Hermione and lasso his control and gave a sigh of his own, "No; at least not until we are married. I want to make this right for you at least, because in the wizarding world; once you are married, then you are married until one of you are dead. Do you understand what I am saying to you?"

"Yes, I do understand, Sir."

Severus chuckled, "You can call me Severus, Hermione. Especially since we will be getting married in a couple of days, and you will no longer be my student but my wife." He was watching her eyes he was talking her and saw a fire within her eyes, as if she was burning for his touch. "Don't worry; wife to-be, once we're married I will show you what I could do in the bedroom to make you smile for days on end. But please test out here so and we will have the wedding here, even before Wednesday if that can be managed."

Hermione grinned; which nearly made Severus twitch underneath her, he brought his hand that was behind her neck down to her bare thigh and started rubbing his thumb upon her skin. She said in a husky voice, "I can pass them tomorrow afternoon, if I get to marry you tomorrow night," and leaned down grazed his neck with her lips, ever so lightly. Then she moved away from him to look at him, which made her smile.

Severus' eyes were closed, with a hint of a smile gracing his face but only she could see. Once his eyes were open; she nearly fell off his lap, from the magnatued of want within his eyes. If it were not for one of his arms, she would have been upon his floor. "If you pass with all O's, then I will make sure that I will take you on a honeymoon of sorts, if that is if the Dark Lord would grant it that is."

Hermione kept her smile; even if the thought of the Headmaster to be due to die soon, it was all part of the plan and she knew that it was not of Severus' free will in doing so. "We should get some sleep, Severus."

He nearly wet his pants from hearing his name upon her lips; it may as well be the closest thing to Heaven that he would ever get. "Come; I'll have you sleep upon the bed, while I sleep out here on the couch, after I write my letter."

"How about I help you write that letter with you and then you and I can sleep next to each other on your bed, Severus."

It nearly took forty-five minutes for the two of them to agree on what should be on the letter, which read:

To the Dark Lord,

I have gotten the muggle-born friend of Potter's to marry me, after speaking with the Headmaster; who believes that I have feelings for the child and wants us to marry before we started any type of relationship. The wedding will happen this week; a little after the Headmaster forces her to be tested out of the school, and he would be over see our wedding.

I do have a small favor to ask of you my Lord and that is if I could keep the girl, even after we are to marry; as a gift of sorts, for which I am planning to mark her as mine and I want no other to touch her. Plus; once the Headmaster has died, I am planning to spend some time away from it all with her and stir her into our way of thinking.

I wait for your reply.

Your faithful servant,

Professor Severus Snape; Potions Master.

Severus opened to floo network and had it dialed out to 'Malfoy Manor,' and through the letter within the emerald flames. Once done; he tugged upon Hermione's hand and led her into his bedroom, where they had gone fast asleep.