Chapter 7
Gossip and Strains
Three weeks after their ministry visit. Hermione cursed as she heard a knock on her bedroom door. She glanced at the clock and saw that she barely had twenty minutes before the start of her first class. One of the new books Severus had bought for her lay on the floor beside her bed. She must have fell asleep reading last night, What time had it been when she last looked at the clock? She had no idea.
'Shit.' She cursed and jumped out of the bed almost knocking her husband over in her attempt to get to the bathroom.
Severus pressed himself to the wall as she barrelled past him, and attempted her subdue her curls into a ponytail. 'Come in.' she said round her toothbrush as the third hair band snapped.
She finished brushing her teeth and wiped her mouth. She tried her final hair band which once again snapped and she growled in frustration. 'Fuck it.' She cursed and pushed the uncontrolled mass out of her face before stomping into her room and throwing on some clothes.
She grabbed her bag, slung her tie around her neck loosely tie her top button undone, one sock was higher than the other, and a shoe was undone, her robes hung off one shoulder.
'Hermione' Severus began but she ignored him as she threw herself out the door, the portrait slamming behind her.
Severus looked at the plate of toast in his hand and shook his head. She could eat at lunch. He called for a house elf and asked them to get rid of the toast and to deliver a banana and told the elf to pass on a message.
Hermione panted slightly as she took her seat in charms with a few minutes to spare. The rest of the class turned to look at her. She ignored the few sniggers she received at her haggard appearance, and attempted to fix her tie, robes and socks.
Seconds later an elf appeared before her handing her a Banana. 'Master Snape says Wifey Snape to eat Banana, he saying you'd ran out so fast he no wanting wifey to faint.' It squeaked and Hermione's face lit up like Rudolph's nose on Christmas eve. As she quickly shoved the banana in her bag.
'Late night?' Ron asked with a snigger.
'No!' Hermione snapped, turning away from her friend but it was clear that the rest of the class thought the same thing as Ron.
'I don't care what your aunt says!' Came Harry's voice from just outside the classroom.
'We have too Harry.' Susan said her voice pleading with the boy. Hermione and Ron looked at each other, this was the first time they had seen the pair say more than two words to each other since they were married.
'The hell we do Susan.' Harry snapped back.
'It's the law!' Susan fired back. 'Or is the great boy who lived above the law now?' Hermione was surprised at the venom in the usually quite Hufflepuff's voice.
'If I were we wouldn't be having this conversation!'
'Right so you'll shag Ginny fucking Weasley but not your own wife!' Susan asked and Hermione cast a worried glance at Ron who was frowning at the door.
'That's ritch you'll barely even look at me half the fucking time!' Harry raged.
'Yes and why do you think that is Potter? I'm well aware what you're doing when you bugger off after dinner, people talk! How do you think I feel being Harry Potter's spurred Wife! I Know I'm not Ginny but Christ Potter you could at least be discreet about it!' she screamed at him and they whole class sat stunned as Harry angrily came into the classroom.
'Harry.' Hermione began.
'Shut up Hermione.' Harry snapped and Hermione wisley closed her mouth Ron however wasn't so smart.
'You prick Harry, when the Hell did you start shagging my sister!' Ron hissed his face turning red. Hermione had forgotten that Ron was none the wiser about that side of Harry and Ginny's relationship.
'Yea well it's really none of your business Ron.' Harry snapped.
'None of my…'Ron began but he was cut off by a shout from the other side of the classroom.
'Who'd have thought Potter was a love Rat.' Blaise Zambini sneered across the classroom.
'Yea Potter's an adulterer and Granger's a Professor's fuck toy. What's your Dirty secret Weasley? Your wife shaft you up the arse?' Theodore Knott sniggered.
'oh shut up Knott you know nothing.' Hermione snapped at the Slytherin.
'You may be married to our head of house Granger, but don't think you can control us.' Draco Malfoy drawled from his seat where he had his arm draped across his dour looking wife.
Ron now a deep crimson with furry made to stand up and deal with the arrogant Slytherin but stopped when Flitwick came into the classroom.
'Settle down class.' The tiny charms professor squeaked.
'You should be docking points from the Gryffindors for airing their dirty laundry in class Professor.' Pansy sneered at the Gryffindor side of the classroom.
'Hold yer tongue Lass.' Seamus growled glaring at his wife.
'Indeed Mrs Finigann, please remain quite.' Flitwick said. As he began the class.
By lunch Hermione was torn between bursting into Tears and screaming the place down. She had been laughed at, accused of getting fake grades and asked if she was also sleeping with Harry. Not to mention she was now worried about Harry and Ron. The Redhead had not taken kindly to the fact that his younger sister was essentially his best mate's mistress.
'Hey Granger.' Said a seventh year Hufflepuff. 'So did you fuck Snape last night and Potter this morning or the other way around.'
Hermione's hair crackled and she had her wand drawn before she knew her hand had moved. 'Enough, E-Fucking-Nough!' she screeched. 'I am not sleeping with Harry and as for my marriage to Snape well that none of yours or anyone else's fucking shit brained business. You've all got your own fucked up marriages to deal with. Aren't you for instance married to your Father's Ex- Fiancé?' she asked the Hufflepuff in question. 'How does it feel to know your father's cock's been in the same cunt yours now rests in?' she spat.
The Hufflepuff paled loosing what little courage he had and turned tail, running as fast as he could.
'Serves you right.' Hermione huffed sheathing her wand once more. She squeaked as he arm was grabbed and she was pulled into an in shot.
'I ought to take points for your fowl language Madam Snape.' Severus silky voice said as he stared down at her.
Hermione paled slightly and began to stutter an apology.
'No need. I am aware of the stories going around today. Potter has been unbelievably stupid. He ought to be careful no one report him and his wife.' Severus said thoughtfully.
'Report them?' Hermione asked for a worried frown 'For what?'
'Not complying with the law. They would be punished for breaching the Birth part of the law. Potter more so because he can prove he can, shall we say preform in that area and there is no physical reason as to why he should not be sleeping with his wife.' Severus explained.
'But you're not sleeping with yours.' Hermione pointed out. 'Couldn't we face being reported?' Hermione whispered looking around to ensure no one was watching them.
'But we have people believing we are, which is where Mr Potter has failed.' Severus said as he placed his hands on either side of her head. 'Play along.' He whispered and bent to take her lips in what Hermione would later describe as the best kiss of her life.
His hands moved to gip her hair and her arms wrapped round his neck. Hermione mewled lightly and Severus was sure to let out a groan.
'Mr and Madam Snape.' A voice said from behind them and Severus made a show of finding it hard to pull away.
Hermione didn't have to fake her look of disappointment as he turned to face the new voice. A Ministry inquisitor. So that's what the kiss was for, and most likely why he had come to find her in the first place. Hermione thought as she ran her hands through her messed up hair. She wondered briefly how he knew she was here before she turned up.
Severus cleared his throat. 'How may we help you Madam?' he asked looked at the smartly dressed brown haired woman.
'Just your monthly visit sir.' The woman smiled tightly. It was clear she was hoping to find them out of their act, but Severus was always on top of his game even when other's thought he wasn't.
Hermione ran her hand up his arm in a sensual manor as she glared at the new comer. 'We'll need to continue this later Severus. I have a class to get to.' Hermione said. 'Such a shame we were interrupted.' She sneered at the woman, directing the remainder of her pent up frustration at the woman, before pushing past the other woman and making her way down the hall.
Hermione closed her eyes and put her hands to her lips. What a kiss she thought. She wondered how many other girls got to have their first kiss with a man who was so good at it as Severus Snape. Her heart was pounding and her skin was tingling and she could feel wetness between her legs that she had never felt there before. She had never really been interested in self pleasure before but she had a feeling that if she continued to think about that kiss then she might just need to start.
But right now she had to find Ron who was no doubt working himself into a blinding rage. Actually she might have to recruit Ginny for this one.
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'Your Wife seems content.' The ministry official said lightly as Severus escorted her to the Entrance hall.
'Married life agrees with her.' Severus said lightly.
'Indeed.' The woman said with a thoughtful expression. 'Who would have thought old Snivillius could bring a woman quivering to her knees.' She woman said with sweet venom.
Severus gritted his teeth, she would be one of the bitches Black had sniffed after in their school days wouldn't she? He could clearly see how Hermione had lost the rag today. And the girl had been put through rumours far more harrowing that an old hated nickname and a reminder of school yard bullies.
'Well Snivillus was a boy. I madam, am a man, good day.' He said ensuring that his voice was husky enough to convey sexual prowess but not so much that it would be considered flirting. Before he turned robes billowing behind him back to the dungeon for his class for first years.
