Insufferable Attraction

SeverusxHermione

Rated NC-17

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters from the franchise. That honor belongs to JK Rowling

Author's Note: This chapter will focus solely on Harry and Daphne and the aftermath of the end of the last chapter. Don't worry, Severus and Hermione will be back in the next chapter where I'm hoping to have their first marital argument. I'm not sure yet, but we'll see. Also, if you guys have any ideas for their first fight as a married couple, drop it in your review and I'll take it into account. I'll even shout out the person who suggests the fight idea that I choose. I hope you like this chapter and stay tuned for more to come. Love, SehunsBae37.

Insufferable Attraction

Chapter 14

Ginny stood in shock and disbelief at the sight in front of her. Harry, her Harry as she would like to believe, was in bed with Daphne Greengrass, and they were both naked! They had had sex! She had read in the Daily Prophet that Harry had gotten married, their bonding ceremony having taken place the day before. She couldn't believe it and didn't want to, therefore she resolved herself in going to Grimmauld Place to confront Harry himself about it. Her father had told her to leave it alone, but her mother encouraged her to do so, saying it was more than likely a big hoax, just like the news of Hermione marrying Snape, even though Ron was adamant that it wasn't. But now, right in front of her, was the proof that what she read in the paper was real. Harry had actually married Daphne Greengrass.

"Harry," Ginny said. "How could you do this to me?"

Harry sighed and rubbed a hand down his face before replying, "I didn't do anything to you, Ginny."

"You married Daphne fucking Greengrass! How could you betray me like this?!"

"Alright one, I did not betray you in any way, shape, or form. We aren't together and haven't been for a while. In case you forgot, we broke up Ginny. We broke up and you said that you understood why I ended things. So why suddenly come back and acting all possessive of me the moment you find out? We aren't an item and are never going to be one again. You knew like Hermione, I was participating in the B.R.A. and that this was going to happen."

"But you love me! You've always loved me! We belong together!"

"No, I don't, I never did, and no we don't. I was fond of you and liked you a lot, yes. But I don't love you, Ginny, and we don't belong together. That was something I've always known."

Tears sprang up in Ginny's eyes, though Daphne could tell she was forcing them to victimize herself. "You don't care about me."

"I didn't say that, Ginny. Look, if you're hurt by this, then I'm sorry. But what's done is done, and honestly, I think I'll be very happy with Daphne."

Ginny gasped as Daphne smirked at her before smiling sweetly at Harry. Having seen her smirk—a rather superior looking one at that—Ginny scowled and stomped over to the bed before slapping the blonde witch across her face, the sound reverberating around the room. Ignoring Harry's shout of her name, she grabbed Daphne by her shoulders and pushed her down into the bed, continuing to hit and punch her, scratching her in the face and wrapping her hands around her neck to choke her out. She yelled and screamed profanities at her, shouted that she hated her and that she would kill her for stealing Harry away from her, stating that she didn't deserve Harry or his love and that it should be her in Daphne's place. Harry, despite his nakedness, was trying to pry the redhead off his wife but was having no luck. Just when he grabbed his wand to forcibly separate Ginny from Daphne, a red light appeared between them and Ginny was flying back, crashing into the wardrobe and falling unconscious to the floor.

Rushing to Daphne, he saw that she had her wand in hand and thus had used the Stunning Spell on Ginny. Harry helped her sit up and began looking her over asking, "Daphne, are you alright?"

Taking a few deep breaths, Daphne nodded and said, "Yes, I'm alright. Though, I'm sure to have some nasty bruises. I'm surprised Weaslette can pack a punch."

Harry helped her out of his bed and summoned his house robe, helping to put it on Daphne before bending down to pick up a pair of discarded jeans on the floor. As he bent over, Daphne took the time to look at her husband's tight arse. She smiled and nodded her head in approval as Harry straightened back up and turned around. Seeing that she was staring at him, he blinked before asking, "Were you staring at my arse?"

"Yes, I was," Daphne admitted unashamedly.

The wizard blushed a little and chuckled as he stepped into his jeans. Once they were on his hips and buttoned, he turned to look at Ginny's unconscious form and glared at her. He couldn't believe that Ginny not only showed up uninvited, but accused him of betraying her—which he didn't do—and physically attacked his new wife. Bending down he picked up Ginny and threw her over his shoulder before saying, "Let's get downstairs so I can send her back to the Burrow."

Daphne nodded before saying, "And while you do that, I'm going to contact my lawyer. And afterwards, I'm going to pay a visit to the Weasley's to read Ginevra here for filth. At least my confrontation will be classy, unlike hers."

Turning to face the blonde, Harry reached a hand up and rubbed over the claw marks Ginny left on her cheek. Daphne noted the sad and guilty expression on his face and took hold of his hand. Giving it a reassuring squeeze she said, "I'm fine Harry, and it's not your fault. I'll heal, and there isn't anything Weaslette can do to me that I'm not prepared for."

She then gave him a playful smirk. "Though I would like a list of any more crazy exes you may have so I have a heads up."

Chuckling, Harry nodded and said, "I'll be sure to make that out for you."

The couple laughed as they left Harry's room and headed down the stairs to the library, that fireplace being the one that is usually frequently used. Stepping up to it, Daphne grabbed some Floo Powder out of the jar on the mantle and tossed it into the fireplace, She watched as green flames erupted from it before turning to Harry, Harry now holding Ginny in his arms rather than over his shoulder.

"What's her home called again? The Burrow?" she asked. At Harry's nod, Daphne turned back to green flames and called out, "The Burrow!"

The green flames roared as they grew, the connection to the Burrow's Floo Network now open. Taking the opportunity before the flames died down, Harry stepped up to the fireplace and tossed Ginny into the flames, watching as she disappeared from sight and be carried away back home. Turning to look at Daphne he asked to borrow her wand, to which Daphne handed over and watched as he waved it and tapped it along the fireplace for a moment before a red light shone out of the tip. With a sigh, he handed it back to the blonde and said, "There, now the Burrow is cut off from Grimmauld Place's Floo Network. So, how about a late lunch? I can make something."

Daphne's blue-green eyes widened in surprise. "You can cook?"

"Yes, and I think I'm pretty good at it, though the only people to taste my cooking never appreciated it."

"Harry, you're a man after my own heart. And I'm sure I'll like whatever it is you cook up."

Harry smiled and left the library, heading to the kitchen and calling for the Black family's old House Elf, Kreacher. The moment he was gone, Daphne threw some more Floo Powder in the fireplace and called out, "Greengrass Manor!"

The green flames roared for a moment before a head appeared in the flames, dark brown hair on her head and the same blue-green eyes that Daphne had, only more so green than blue. It was Astoria, Daphne's younger sister. Smiling at her she greeted, "Hello sister."

Astoria smiled in return and replied, "Hello sister. How is married life?"

"It's going just fine, though something happened and I would like to speak to Father."

"Did Potter do something already?"

"No, he didn't. Harry is being a complete gentlemen." She then lowered her voice. "And he's a fantastic lover."

The two sisters giggled before Astoria said, "I wonder if Draco will be one as well when we marry."

"He won't compare to Harry, I will tell you that."

"Stuff it, Daphne. I'll go get Father for you."

"Thank you, sister."

Astoria blew a raspberry at her sister before disappearing, Daphne giggling at her sister's childishness. She loved her little sister, she really did. When they were together and no one else around, they could be as childish as they wanted. Before long her father's head appeared in the green Floo flames and he greeted, "Daphne."

"Hello Father."

"Astoria says you want to talk to me about something." Phillip looked at his eldest daughter and his eyes widened at the state she was in. His eyes then flared up in fury, his expression having the same emotion. "Did that Halfblood do that to you? Did he put his hands on you? I swear, if he did I'm going to-"

"Father, Harry didn't do this to me," Daphne cut in, needing to calm her father down before he made it a point to try and kill her husband. "Harry has been nothing but kind to me and a gentlemen. No, he didn't do this to me. That wretch Ginevra Weasley did."

Phillip's eyes widened slightly. "Weasley?"

Nodding Daphne answered, "Yes, her. She came into Harry's home uninvited after reading the Daily Prophet about our bonding and attacked me for supposedly stealing Harry from her. The reason I'm calling is because I would like to speak with the family lawyer about this incident and see if I can sue Weasley for damages against me."

"Of course you can, and I'll make sure it happens. The Wizarding World may praise the Weasley's for helping Potter in his fight against You-Know-Who, but they are some of the most uncouth Purebloods to ever grace the Wizarding Britain. Don't worry Daphne, let me handle this and I'll send Clarke your way in two days' time to hear from both you and Potter about the Weasley girl's attack on you."

"Thank you, Father. Give Mother my love, please."

Phillip nodded and disappeared from the green flames, the Floo connection cutting off. Daphne tilted her head from side to side, hearing her neck crack before shaking her head and sighing. With a smile on her face, she left the library and headed for the kitchen. Entering she smiled as she watched Harry move around the kitchen, putting together their lunch with Kreacher next to him helping him along. Stepping up to him she asked, "Could you teach me how to do that?"

Harry glanced at her and asked in return, "What? How to cook?"

"Yes. Mother says a proper Pureblood woman doesn't dirty her hands cooking, but I'd like to know how, especially if my husband knows how to."

Harry chuckled and replied, "Sure, whenever you want to, I can teach you. If it helps, it's a bit like Potions."

"Brilliant. I was rather great in Potions, if I do say so myself. But if it's like Potions, how come you were so abysmal in Snape's class?"

"Because Snape made it hard. Besides, cooking and Potions aren't really that alike."

"But you just said they were!"

Laughing, Harry gave Daphne a kiss on her cheek as she giggled herself. As their laughter calmed down, Daphne said, "I spoke to father, and he'll be sending the family lawyer to speak with us about Weaslette."

Harry nodded and replied, "That's good. I'd rather not do this to the Weasleys because they've been family to me for so long, but I can't just overlook this. She attacked you, completely unprovoked might I add, and I can't allow that."

Daphne felt her heart warm in her chest at her husband's words and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips. His integrity was amazing, and he was so honest and sweet. She almost believed Ginny when she said she didn't deserve Harry, but she would make sure she was the type of wife that he did deserve and would be proud to have by his side. And one day she was sure she would end up loving him.

As the blonde witch took a seat at the long table, Harry turned back to his cooking, a fond smile on his face. He liked his new wife a lot, grateful he got to know her before they wed. Of course, they had more time to get to know each other now that they were bonded, but he found that he was already every fond of Daphne. She was smart and spunky, and kept a level head about a lot of things with a sly side to boot. Daphne was very exciting to him and he believed he could do with some permanent excitement in his life. Harry believed that he might just indeed be very happy in his marriage, and that he would one day end up loving his new wife.