"Are you ready my love?" Severus whispered in his wife's ear after a few hours of dancing as husband and wife and pretty much dancing with all their friends.

"It's still rather early, Severus, don't you think?" asked Hermione, nervously.

"We do not do the muggle traditions for receptions. This was mainly just for you to have a chance to be with your family since you do not see them that often." Severus returned, referring to the Weasley's.

"Let's enjoy this for a little while more husband, there's no rush."

'I am ready to ravish you my love, we have been waiting for this for MONTHS now.'

'Oh, Severus, I want this too. I do, I am still just slightly nervous, especially after what Minerva told me earlier.'

'What did she tell you?'

'Something happens during… while we're…'

"Making love, Hermione," he whispered breathily.

Hermione breathed in deeply. She wanted this, she wanted Severus. She loved him and she wanted to show him that she loved him. Why was just being such a coward. 'Are you a Gryphindor or what, Hermione?' Hermione said to herself. Severus smiled at that, listening to her inner monologue. He did not want them to be closed off, but he didn't want to embarrass her either.

"I'm ready," she announced, a little too loudly, and she blushed. Severus looked around and they both her the little snickers and giggles, he put on his famous scowl and glared at all the guests.

"Oh, pish-posh, Severus" the Headmistress said smiling, "may I cut in Hermione, before you whisk him away."

"Of course, Minerva," Hermione replied and made her way to see Harry, Draco, Neville, and her bridesmaids. She sat down and smiled at her friends.

"Thank you all for coming and supporting us."

"We wouldn't have missed this for the world," said Harry.

"Yes, we are glad you are happy, you are happy aren't you Hermione?" asked Neville.

Hermione laughed, "Still trying to wrap your head around all this aren't you Neville?" She eyed the girls and they all collapsed with laughter. The boys looking to Neville for some kind of explanation, Hermione guessed that the girls had not revealed what Neville did for a living or where he had been.

Hermione felt a tap on her should, she turned around and Severus was behind her. She stood up and wrapped her arms around him. He in turn wrapped his arms around her. "Are we ready," she asked. Severus stiffened. "There is one more person who would like to dance with you?"

"Who, Severus, I have danced with everyone I think."

Severus stepped aside and there was a tall red head standing before her. She smiled widely but then looked at Severus confused. She did not send him an invitation, especially after the blow up her and Severus had discussing it. She had completely understood Severus' feelings after he explained them and she, also, felt very stupid for forgiving the boy so quickly.

"Hermione, dance with the boy so we can leave." Severus nodded Weasley. "Try any funny business and I will kill you this time." Severus glared at the boy, then turned to Hermione and kissed the top of her head before walking back towards the Headmistress.

"Hermione, will you dance with me?" asked Ron.

"Yes, Ron."

They began dancing and Ron spoke up, "'Mione, I just want to apologize again for kidnapping you. It was awful and I understand that now. Merlin, I am just glad that Severus didn't kill me or worse I was sent to Azkaban. Do you ever think Snape will forgive me?"

"Probably not, I am completely surprised he asked you to come today." Hermione smiled before continuing. "I forgave you at the beginning and I still hold true to that but over time I realized just how awful what you did actually was. Honestly, Ron, I really think I was too quick to forgive you."

Ron sighed, "He better treat you right."

"He does, he treats me better than I ever thought possible. I love him more than anything. He truly is my soul mate, Ron."

"No matter what, Hermione, I will love you forever. I will make a better effort to understand Severus and your marriage so that we can remain friends."

"Thank you Ron and I will love you forever, too… but just as a brotherly-sisterly type of love."

Just then there was a tap on Weasley's shoulder, "Time's up, Weasley."

"Thanks, Snape." Ron turned and kissed Hermione's cheek and she hugged him in response. Ron left them to join their table of friends. Hermione turned and waved to her friends and Severus took her hand and guided her out of the Great Hall.

Once out of the Great Hall, Severus lightly pushed Hermione against the wall and started kissing her ferociously. "You are mine, always."

"Yes…Severus…yours," Hermione gasped out between kisses.

Severus lifted her up and held her the rest of the way to their rooms. Once there, Severus threw up his wards and walked Hermione into their bedroom. He gracefully laid her upon the bed and began kissing her neck, his fingers going through her hair slowly to undo her updo. She moaned slightly at the feel of his lips on her neck and he pushed himself into her so she could feel how turned on he was. Suddenly, Severus leaned up to sit on his knees and looked at his witch.

"Hermione, you are beautiful. Do you know just how beautiful you are? I am unbelievably lucky. I don't deserve you." He leaned down over her and kissed her gently upon her lips. Hermione blushed, 'No, Severus, I am the luckiest girl in the world. You are absolutely amazing. Make love to me, my husband.'

The next morning found the two snuggling up together, sheets drawn high, and the two giggling underneath the duvet, well, Hermione giggled, Severus chuckled. The night before had been perfect. It was, almost, just as Minerva described. Once the two came together, the fire and candles went out and it was completely dark, the two had not even noticed. What they did notice was the golden light streaking through the room. It engulfed the two and wrapped them in soft light. After they were finished, the light had disappeared and they had fallen right to sleep.

The reason they were beneath the duvet and Hermione giggled, Severus chuckling was because when Severus woke and went to relieve himself. He noticed something as he looked down. A tattoo, which had not been there before, was sitting upon his right hip.

"What in Merlin's name is this?"

Hermione heard Severus shout, she must've been near the edge of the bed because when she jumped she fell off the bed. Hermione yelped and Severus came running. He looked down at her and smirked.

"Are you alright, Hermione," Severus said with a raise of his eyebrow.

"Yes, Severus, you startled me with your shouting and I fell from the bed."

Hermione stood up, in all her glory, and Severus' eyes roamed over her body.

"So, I see you have one too?"

"Have one what, Severus?"

"A tattoo, my darling," answered Severus.

Hermione's eyes roamed her body until she spotted it. Her eyes bulged,

"What in Merlin's bloody name is this!?"

A/N: I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. I had a bit of writer's block. I had a more M chapter in mind, but tried to stay within the T constraints. In the future, my stories will be M, so I have a little more freedom. ;)