Chapter 6: The Potentially Upsetting Truth
{A/N: Figured I get the ball rolling on this tale.}
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Common Room, Gryffindor Tower, Hogwarts...
Hermione Granger had been numb since Dumbledore told her the news. She would be getting married in less than two days. The shock of having to marry her Potions Professor had not worn off since the announcement but to actually be going through with it in less than two days was unsettling to say the least. The week would have given her time to mentally prepare for the new life that was being forced upon her by the stupid prats at the Ministry of Magic. She didn't even have time to catch her breath before she was to be a bride. Still she believed that Dumbledore knew best in this situation. A Gryffindor sentiment if ever there was one.
The bushy haired witch sat in silence as she thought back to what her future husband had said to her the other day. She had been nervous about the sexual aspect of marriage and had hoped that he knew something that would take out most of the awkwardness of her first time. She had not expected him have that much experience. It had been more than a little surprising when he first told her.
Apart of her had been unnerved by the idea of him bedding so many women before her. She didn't believe her lack of experience would be welcome when the time came for them to consummate their marriage. It was enough for her to deal with the size of his cock. The more she tried to imagine what it would be like to have something like that inside of her the more she became uneasy about the idea of sharing a bed with Snape. Strange as it was she had hoped that he would be as cold to her in their bed as he had been the classroom. Perhaps even allow her, her own living space within his quarters so that they did not have to share a bed often.
In truth she had not known how this arrangement as he so cleverly put it was going to work out. She still had not been over the fact that he admitted to having sex as an outlet from all the pressures of his job as a spy for the order. He had a great deal more experience than her. She had not expected to know so much about Professor Snape's love life of all people she never figured he would have one.
The bushy haired witch tried not to think about but two days was just around the corner.
"Hey Mione, hurry up." said Ginny with a smile. "We're meeting the boys before breakfast."
"Give me a second okay." said Hermione.
Ginny smiled and nodded.
"Sure just don't take to long or it will be lunch." she said.
Hermione shook herself out of her thoughts and began getting dressed for the day. It was going to be a rather long one she could feel it since she had Double Potions class this afternoon and the instructor was her soon to be husband. She didn't doubt that Dumbledore had told him the good news early on and that he would be awful cheery when the time came for her to be in class. She sighed. Perhaps she could guess his mood from how he behaved at breakfast.
She pushed the thought of her impending marriage down and made her way toward the door to meet Ginny and the boys for breakfast.
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The Corridors, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
Everyone seemed to be having a good morning. Busily chatting away and exchanging news and gossip. Hermione had been miles away even as he held her books to her chest and made sure to keep her head straight so that she didn't walk into any walls. Harry, Ron, and Ginny had been going on and on about Quidditch and what they had planned for the Slytherins the next time they faced them on the field. Hermione had never been into Quidditch and never even pretended to be but she was at least involved in active discussion most mornings.
"Are you feeling okay Mione?" asked Harry concerned.
"You have been kind of quiet all morning." said Ginny.
"Yeah." said Ron. "I'm use to you giving us a full on lecture before we even reach The Great Hall."
Hermione narrowed her eyes at Ron. Harry and Ginny smacked across the arms.
"I-I've just been really tired." said The bushy haired witch.
"Probably been up studying again." said Ron. "It's like she's had a book in her hand since birth."
"Shut up Ronald." said Hermione.
Harry and Ginny grinned at each other at least she was starting to sound like her old self.
The Great Hall, Hogwarts...
Snape sat glaring out at the students that entered the Great Hall. His eyes fell on the golden trio of Gryffindor, He looked at Potter and fought the urge to roll his eyes, The youngest Weasley boy had not been of much interest aside from his antics due to Potter and the Weasley girl made her self known on the Quidditch field. His obsidian eyes went to Hermione and lingered for a bit. She was to be his wife in two days. He imagined the up coming nuptials were making her jittery. He had been none too thrilled about it either. Dumbledore seemed to be keeping a rather close eye on him. For what reason he had no idea.
Hermione sat down and as the minutes passed she mostly picked at her food thinking mostly about what it meant to be a bride and all that she would have to do for and with Professor Snape when the time came. The man in question had been peering into her shabby little mind and a wicked smirk filed across his sallow pale face.
Harry and the others questioned her lack of appetite and she simply shrugged and stated that she just didn't feel very much like eating. Ron had been all too happy to help her clear her plate. Much to Hermione's apparent chagrin.
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Potions Classroom, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
Hermione's nerves and day had not improved as she sat through potions listening to her future husband's lecture on Flubberworm pus and how it can ruin or improve a potion based on what it is used for. In his example he spoke of the effects of it in Wolfsbane Potion and how it lacked actual flavoring.
The bushy haired witch sat through it all and didn't bother raising her hand to answer questions. When the bell rang Snape made her stay after class. She dreaded being alone with him especially now.
"Is there a problem Miss Granger?" asked Snape looking at her over his desk.
Hermione fiddled with her robes and tried not to look at him.
"N-No sir." she said in reply.
Snape sighed.
"You are worried about how you will measure up according to my sexual past." he said.
Hermione looked at him almost shocked that he read her mind.
"It's not muggle rocket science Miss Granger." said Snape seemingly annoyed. "You have been acting strange since I revealed to you that I am no virgin and actively participate in sex."
"W-Well what do you expect?" she asked. "We're getting married in two days."
Snape rolled his eyes.
"Don't remind me." he grumbled.
Hermione went back to fiddling with her robes.
"Professor..." she started.
"Don't ask questions that you do not want to know the answers to." said Snape giving her a stern look.
Hermione nodded.
Snape looked at the clock.
"I have an appointment to keep this evening Miss Granger." he said. "Try not to think too much on it...this is an arranged marriage after all...it is not as if we are spending the rest of our lives together...with any luck the ministry law would be overturned and we can go back to our respective lives in peace."
Hermione seemed almost hopeful about that.
"Run along now." said Snape. "And do stop worrying...it is not a good look for you."
Hermione left feeling considerably better than she had when she arrived. Snape got to his feet and made his way down to his private quarters. He had not been merely making conversation. He had an appointment with the Malfoys, and he needed to keep it if he wanted to ask Lucius to be his best man at the so-called wedding.
