It was now a few days before their wedding and Severus and Hermione were on tenterhooks. Everything was ready and in order, that wasn't the problem. The problem as Hermione's former friends and the general public. With the help of Minerva invitations were sent out to a select few, less than twenty people were invited (not counting the Weasley/Potter family). Severus was afraid of the wedding being crashed by anti death eaters groups, even though it was long proven that Severus was on the side of the light. Hermione was afraid of Ron, Harry, or both crashing her wedding and attempting to attack Severus. Though, Severus could hold his own she didn't want her future husband going to Azkaban for murder even if it was out of defense.

So to calm themselves before the big day they had stayed home away from everyone else and sought to make up missed work due to wedding planning. Severus had holed up in one side of the potions lab with four cauldrons going while Hermione sat on the other at the desk surrounded by books and tomes. Severus took a moment to look up at Hermione and couldn't help but smile. Her concentration was fully on what she was reading and writing. Her hair was all over the place with a quill she put in it hoping it would hold up her mane of hair. She nibbled at her bottom lip with brows furrowed and her right hand beating out a catchy rhythm. Severus cleaned his area and his hands, put the cauldrons to the required temperatures and walked over to her. Leaning over Severus pulled her bottom lip free from her teeth. Her lips were swollen from her nibbling, making Severus eager to kiss them.

"Hi." Responded Hermione breathily. Severus leaned forward and kissed her before stepping back.

"We've not eaten for a while and its approaching dinner time. I'm going up to cook."

"What about the potions?"

"They have to simmer for a few hours each. Its fine." Hermione accepted his answer and sat up straight and stretched. Her spine, sternum, and shoulders had both audibly cracked causing Severus to raise an eyebrow in surprise. "Getting old early are we?" commented Severus jokingly. Hermione stood up and quickly fixed her hair before they both went upstairs to prepare dinner together.

They set an even pace making dinner and it was done in no time. Severus had made a simply steak and vegetable fry up while Hermione made pasta and chose the right red wine to drink with dinner and set the table. They sat together and ate in companionable silence for a while before there was a tapping on the window. Severus stood and opened the window and the unknown small owl flew in and perched on the back of one of the chairs at the table. Hermione took the parchment and unrolled it. Severus stood next to the owl giving it a piece of meat of his plate, which it took happily and swallowed quickly. It crooned at the feel of Severus stroking its feathers before hoping off to inspect the curious eagle in the corner. It was then that Severus took noticed the look on Hermione's face. Absolute fury so strong he could just then feel the magic rolling off her.

"What's wrong?" asked Severus as he put his hand out to read the note. Hermione had crushed it in her hand and pushed it in his hand. She was so angry she was speechless. Severus took the note and uncrumpled it.

You are no friend of ours. We've decided you are in league with the death eaters Granger. If we ever see you be prepared for a fight.

G. P.

Severus knew this handwriting to be that of Ginevra Potter nee Weasley. Severus burned the letter in his hand immediately after reading it. Quickly Severus took a quill and paper.

If you come near my wife or I be prepared to die.

Severus Snape

That's all there was to the note. Severus rolled it up and gave it to the owl that flew soundlessly out the window. Severus slammed the window shut and sat across from Severus.

"If they come near any of us it will be grounds for murder." Growled Hermione. Severus nodded once. Good to know they were on the same page. Severus woke Mwynun and wrote a note informing Minerva of what was going on and for her to tell Kingsley. There will be no interruptions to their wedding. Come hell or high water they were getting married.

It's funny how things change. A few months before Severus didn't really consider himself husband material. Hell he was still reeling from the fact that he'd been saved from death and lived to see the fall of Voldemort. Now he would defend Hermione Granger, his wife to be in a few days, from anyone who sought to stop their nuptials. And Hermione was on the same wavelength.

Hermione was once the third of the Golden Trio. Tides have turned and now she is the Golden Child and Ron and Harry have been shunned from the public. She couldn't help but laugh. Maybe she should have been a Slytherin. But Hermione knew better.

Severus returned to their dinner and ate in companionable anger and agreement. If those two idiots and their family even stepped foot through the Hogwarts gates somehow Severus and Hermione and whoever else was on their side would end them immediately.

When dinner was finished Severus banished the dishes to the sink where they were magically washed. He swept Hermione into his arms and carried her up to their bedroom s he kissed her soundly. He dropped her on the bed a little roughly before falling on top of her and kissing her some more. They tore each other's clothing off and fucked like rabbits until they were both sated and laying near breathless in a heap.

"We should get angry more often of this is going to the result." Commented Severus.

"Mhmm, so long as we aren't angry at each other."

"I agree." They lay there a little longer before Severus sat up.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to check on two of the potions. The other two will be ready tomorrow but two of them should be finished in a few minutes."

"I'll stay here and wait for you. Don't be too long."

It was now the day of the wedding and Hermione stood in a small one windowed room in her wedding dress looking at herself in the mirror. She was in their alone and she was sad. Though, it wasn't her fault so she didn't feel wholly bad about it. But she reminded herself whom she was marrying and she stood straight and squared her shoulders. She turned in the mirror and admired how the fabric clung to her curves then cascaded down to the floor. She couldn't help but smile. She couldn't remember feeling this beautiful and this sexy. But then her reverie was broken by the sound of knocking on the door.

"Its time." Came the voice of Minerva from the other side. "Are you ready?" Hermione did a once over again before slipping her wand into her sleeve, grabbing her bouquet and opening the door. Minerva gasped at the sight of Hermione. "You're beautiful." She crooned before wrapping her arms around Hermione. Minerva had quickly turned into the dotting grandmother. Minerva pulled herself together and walked Hermione out the main doors and down to the area for the wedding.

Hermione could see Severus with his back to her and she smiled. His robes were very much like the ones he wore regularly but not black to her relief. Minerva walked Hermione to the start of the aisle then made for her seat. The appropriate music played for Hermione to start her walk to Severus. It was then that Severus turned and his eyes widened. She looked like the witch's of old. She wouldn't be too out of place in story from the middle ages. The sunlight caught the highlights of her hair effectively making her glow. Severus tried to real in his emotions but it came to no use. He was overwrought and Hermione could see it and it made her smile and tear up a bit as well. Not enough or a tear to fall though.

She made it to Severus' side and Hermione handed off her bouquet and held Severus' hands. Both of them were shaking and both of them were smiling like idiots. There was no way anyone could say they were not smitten for each other.

As the wedding went along and Severus and Hermione were saying their vows others amongst the attendees to the wedding kept a lookout for anything out of the ordinary. Minerva especially, as Kingsley was the officiant.

"Is there anyone who disproves of this marriage?" asked Kingsley. There was silence. Absolute positive silence. "In the name of the gods above and below, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Severus took no hesitation in gathering and kissing Hermione. When they pulled apart there was an eruption of applause and flash of a camera by Creevey who Hermione had asked for expressly.

A few feet from the wedding guests tables and chairs appeared for the guests and the newly weds to eat, celebrate, and relax. Severus and Hermione sat and shook the hands of those who came to the wedding. Thankfully it wasn't many and it had gone quick. When they were left to each other Severus had kissed her again and smiled.

"Went off without a hitch." He commented.

"Thankfully. But the nights not over."

"I know." It was then that Severus looked up and saw a slight shimmering by the front gates. The gate itself hadn't moved. It seemed like the effects of disillusionment. Apparently Hermione had seen it too and they both had their wands out and at the ready. From afar Minerva and Kingsley could see the couple immediately tense and go to battle mode and looked at what they were staring at. It took them both a moment to register the shimmer but the drew their wands and walked around the small crowd until they were guaranteed a clear shot. Wordlessly Minerva sent a petrification spell to paralyze whoever it was after Kingsley set a Finite Incantatem and Expelliarmus.

A gasp came from the small group and everyone was ready with wands out pointed at the small group of four. Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Lavender were petrified and disarmed lying on the grass. Minerva stood over them with a look of absolute disappointment. She didn't have the words. Kinsgley held their wands and ran a spell over them to be sure of identity to make sure Polyjuice wasn't in play. Severus and Hermione walked up to the four with the look of murder in their eyes. And the four on the ground had then realized their mistake and took in their surroundings. The four of them were no match together for any of the witches and wizards in attendance and Hermione would be considered the weaker of them and she could easily take them all on.

Confident they were now harmless Minerva cancelled the petrification spell. She wanted to watch them squirm. But they would be lucky today. There were aurors hidden around and they came between Hermione and Severus and were putting magic cuffs on each of them.

"Hermione!" called Harry. He was not cursing her, he was not questioning her. Rather Harry had a look of realizing what they had done and was about plead for freedom. But neither Hermione nor anyone else stopped the aurors. Hermione could only look away. Disappointment evident on her face as she took Severus by the hand and pulled him away and back to their table.

"They've been stopped. Their intentions were clear. The aurors have them now. We need not worry." Severus looked down at his wife and relaxed at her words. They walked back to their table and their guests did the same. The aurors and their captives apparated away and the celebration continued.