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Chapter Three

Hermione's head jerked to the right when she heard a chuckle. Tonk was leant against the wall, staring at her.

"Very mature, Hermione. I'm sure Severus is very impressed."

Hermione walked back into the sitting room, taking her seat once again. She watched Tonks come in and close the door.

"He's insufferable, Tonks. And he does act like a child. 'I get my way. All the time.'" She mimicked him. "I mean, really, how childish that is!"

Tonks chuckled and sat down across from her. "Hermione, he's being a man and establishing his dominance. I know that you don't particularly agree with that type of behavior... but that's Severus. It's quite funny actually. When Remus and I got married... well, let's just say it was interesting. And he's actually a werewolf."

"So all I have to do is let him have his 'I'm the caveman, you're the cave woman' moment, and then he'll start acting normal again?" Hermione asked, grimacing slightly.

"All I'm saying is give him a chance... He might surprise you." Tonks got up and left, leaving Hermione to mull things over herself.


Hermione woke up on Tuesday morning to Mrs. Weasley coming through her door and opening the blinds, letting in the sunshine.

"Time to get up dear. Arthur's leaving for the Ministry a little before nine." She said as she left the room.

Hermione rolled over and buried her face in the pillow. She did not want to do this. Sighing, she drug herself from the bed, grabbed the clothes she and Ginny had laid out the night before, and climbed into the shower. All of her clothes and books had been packed and sent to his quarters at Hogwarts last night. Hermione leant her forehead against the wall, having an internal battle with herself. She could be just like him and be mean... or she could be the grown up and handle this... well, like a grown up. He was the one acting like a child.

"Establishing his dominance my ass." Hermione mumbled as she stepped out of the bathroom and into her room. "He's just being a jerk."

"Excuse me?"

Hermione yelped and jumped, dropping her towel in her haste to turn towards the voice.

Severus Snape was leaning against the bedroom wall, his arms crossed in front of him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Hermione yelled, stomping her foot.

"Well," he smirked. "Right now I'm getting an amazing preview of tonight."

Hermione looked down and, realizing that she was completely exposed, picked up her towel and wrapped it around her. She felt her face burning in embarrassment as she stared at the floor. She heard footsteps on the floor and saw the toe of his boots butt against her toes. Hermione gripped the towel tighter in her hand as he ran his fingertips up her arm.

"I was here to escort my wife to the Ministry." He leant down, his breath making the hair around her ear move and tickle her neck. "Now, I'm thinking that that particular chore needs to be put off."

Hermiones' knees went weak and she shivered against him. Hermione Jean Granger, don't you dare get excited! She scolded herself in her mind. Hermione didn't know what to do... She had never thought about Severus doing this.

"Hey Herms, are you almost rea-" Ginny's voice was cut off by her gasp.

Severus stepped back away from Hermione and smoothed out his shirt.

"Miss Granger, I will be waiting in the sitting room. You have five minutes." He said and then left, walking past Ginny, who had her mouth wide open in astonishment.

"What was just going on?" Ginny asked, walking towards Hermione.

"Gin, I don't even know. Now I have to finish getting ready." Hermione replied, walking into the bathroom.

She dried her hair with her wand, changed into her outfit and walked to the sitting room.

"Are you ready?" Hermione asked Severus, walking over to the fireplace.

Severus got up from the couch and grabbed the bag of floo powder from the mantle.

"After you." He said, nodding towards the fireplace.

Hermione moved to take the bag of floo powder from him, but he wouldn't let the bag go. She huffed at him and jerked the bag from his hands.

"Grow up." She growled, throwing a handful of powder into the fireplace and yelling, "Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Marriages."

WHOOSH!

Hermione stumbled out of the fireplace, and when she finally regained her balance, was knocked forward as something slammed into her from behind. An arm wrapped around her waist and helped her stand up.

"Next time you floo with someone, Miss Granger, step out from in front of the fireplace when you're done."

"Well excuse me for not flooing your way." Hermione snarked at him.

Severus grabbed Hermione's hand and began pulling her down the hall. Hermione followed, allowing him his moment of power. Well, it's not so much that she was allowing him his moment of power... it was that she was still in shock after what happened in her bedroom at Grimmauld place. She wasn't sure if Snape was truly attracted to her, or if he just did that to mess with her head. And was she attracted to him? She certainly was flustered when he started that whole mess... Hermione was so deep in thought, that when Snape stopped in front of the office, she slammed into his back.

"Pay more attention to your surroundings, Miss Granger." He growled as they continued into the office.

"My name is Severus Tobias Snape, and I am here for my arranged marriage to Hermione Jean Granger." He told the receptionist.

The young woman pointed to a door, and then went back to drawing on her piece of parchment. Hermione saw Snape pause before he opened the door and stepped inside. She followed after taking a deep breath.

"Ah, welcome. You're exactly on time. How punctual." A short little man stood up from his chair behind the desk and shook Snapes hand. "Hello, I'm Alfred Dunstun, head of this department. All you'll have to do is sign a paper and exchange rings."

Hermione's eyes widened so much that Snape thought they'd pop out of her head. He slid a ring into her hand, and felt her grasp it. They took their seats and signed the paper laid out before them.

"Now, you must consummate the marriage tonight. A child must be conceived within a year. Is that clear?" He asked them.

"Crystal." Snape ground out.

Hermione squeaked out a, "Yes."

"Exchange rings and you're done."

"No vows? Just signing a paper and exchanging rings?" Hermione asked, her heart sinking.

"This is not your fairytale wedding, Miss Granger. There is no white dress, no love, nothing normal about this." Snape hissed, shoving a ring on her finger.

Hermione took his hand and placed the ring he had given her on his ring finger. She blinked back tears and stood up. Snape shook Mr. Dunstan's hand and walked out, Hermione following quickly to try and keep up. They reached an apparation point and Snape turned to her.

"Do you have your license yet?" He asked her, looking down into her face.

"No, I still thought I was sixteen..." She told him, averting her eyes.

Snape wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him, and apparated.