Isabel
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot
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A/N: You might think you've read this chapter before, but I uploaded the story and made a new chapter 17. This chapter is a little different from the last one.
Chapter 18
The wedding
It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining high in the blue sky and there were no clouds at all. They had not only chosen the most romantic day of the year to get married, but also a day with perfect weather.
Because it was still very cold and Hermione always had dreams about a wedding in the open air, they had decided to use Severus' indoor garden; it would be the perfect place.
As to meet the wish of Hermione's parents, there was built a little white chapel near the lake with almost 100 seats for their guests.
"Hermione, can I come in?" asked Isabel from the other side of the door. She'd got dressed in the room Hermione's and she was very excited to see her friend.
Hermione's mother opened the door. "Hello, Isabel. Of course you can come in. Hermione is in the bathroom, she's complaining all morning about a full bladder. I think that's one of the marks of a nervous bride."
Isabel could stifle a giggle. If only she knew...
"By the way, you look lovely, Isabel. Turn around, so I can see your whole dress. Marvellous. Oh, there you are, dear. Look at Isabel, isn't she pretty?"
Hermione sighed deep. Her mother was even more nervous than she was. But she was right; Isabel looked amazing in her robes.
"I came here to see if I could help you getting dressed."
"Thanks. My mother already did my hair, so now I'm ready to pull on my dress."
Hermione lifted her arms and the two women helped her pulling the dress over her head, carefully not to touch her hair.
Because Hermione was Muggle-born, she had chosen for an off-white wedding- dress instead of robes. The dress was very simple with only the top made of lace and she wore a nice little coat made of fur, to complete it.
"Perfect, sweetheart, you're looking adorable. I think Severus' jaw will drop when he sees you. He'll be speechless."
"I really don't hope so, mother. He really has to say 'yes', otherwise we can't get married" said Hermione dryly.
"Oh, you know what I mean. But we've got to hurry, in about ten minutes Severus will be here."
But Severus was already in the corridor, waiting for a sign to come in. He was a very nervous groom; he'd started biting his nails, after he'd noticed he was pulling the petals from the flowers from the bouquet.
Isabel opened the door a little and peeked through the opening.
"Are you ready, dad?" she whispered, not forgetting the presence of Hermione's mother.
Severus nodded.
"You look wonderful."
"So do you, Isabel."
"I'll ask if you can come in, right?"
Isabel closed the door. A few seconds later she opened it again, this time a little wider, and invited him in.
Severus stepped inside and both Isabel and Hermione's mother left the room. They knew Hermione and Severus needed some privacy now.
As Hermione's mother had said, Severus was speechless.
"Oh Merlin, Hermione, you look absolutely amazing."
Hermione smiled and looked at Severus from top to toe.
"Thanks, Sev, you look wonderful too."
Instead of wairing his usual black, he wore dark-grey dressing-robes with a high collar and silver buttons. He'd tight up his hair in a ponytail and her looked gorgeous.
Severus gave the bouquet to Hermione, as well as a little box.
"This is for you, my love. Just open it now."
Hermione did as he said and opened the little box. She gasped as she saw what it contained. Inside, on a bed of red velvet, was a golden bracelet.
Severus took the bracelet out of the box and put it on Hermione's wrist. "This is a very special bracelet, Hermione. It's an old family-piece. My mother gave it to me when she died and she told me to give it to the woman I love. I never thought I would find some one who I wanted to wear this, but now I've got you."
"Oh, Severus, that's so sweet, and it's beautiful. Thank you. I think it's awful that your parents died before they could see their son getting married, but I know that a part of them is still here and that they are very proud of their son."
Severus' got tears in his eyes. She was right, his parents would be proud of him if they knew he would marry such a wonderful woman.
They heard a knock on the door. "Sorry to disturb you, but it's really time to go now" Isabel called from the corridor.
"We're ready" Hermione called back and she kissed Severus tenderly.
Hermione's father had already joined his wife and Isabel on the corridor; he was the one who would bring Hermione to the altar. She was his only daughter and he'd insisted on that.
Isabel was the one who joined Severus and the entire guest stood up from their seats as the four of them strode through the centre aisle.
The band, hired by Dumbledore to play in the chapel and later at the party, played a song of a Muggle-singer named Billy Joel; 'She's got a way'.
Severus stood there at the end of the aisle, waiting for Hermione, with tears in his eyes. He loved this woman so much; she made him so happy.
When Hermione and her father were in front of Severus, her father let Hermione's arm go and nodded at Severus, as if he wanted to say 'You take care for her from now on'.
The two lovers looked at each other as if they still couldn't believe this was going to happen to them.
"Ahem." Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat; he wanted to begin the ceremony.
"Severus Snape, do you take Hermione Granger to be your wife? Do you promise to be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and honour her all days of your life?"
"I do"
"Hermione Granger, do you take Severus Snape to be your husband? Do you promise to be true to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and honour him all days of your life?"
"I do"
"I now pronounce you man an wife. Severus, you may kiss your bride."
But Severus had already taken his bride and kissed her on the mouth softly even before Professor Dumbledore had told him he could do so.
"Always the same with that man" Professor Dumbledore muttered, but his eyes glistered at the sight of so much happiness.
When the whole ceremony was over, the newly-weds left the chapel.
Outside Hermione's cousins were throwing with rice.
"What's this?!" Severus yelled as he got a fistful of rice right into his face.
"It's a Muggle-tradition, dear, it embodies the healthiness and happiness they wish for us."
"I hate those stupid Muggle-traditions"
Their family, friends and the whole Hogwarts-staff gathered around them to congratulate, kiss and hug them.
A photographer, a nice wizard, kept taking pictures all the time; he couldn't get enough of the happy couple.
They spent a nice afternoon with their guests. After the feast everybody went to the Great Hall, the party would be held here because all of the students were invited too.
Even Draco Malfoy, who was free from detention this evening, came over to congratulate them.
It was a very pleasant evening, with lots of food and beverages, good music and a very nice atmosphere.
Five minutes before 12 o 'clock Dumbledore gave a sign and all the students gathered around them. They all had their wands risen in he air and when they waved it, silver sparks shot in the air. The band played another Muggle-song, You've got a friend, and Severus took his young wife in his arms and they danced in the circle.
At exactly midnight they left the party and went down to their rooms. The day before they had brought all Hermione's stuff to Severus' place. This was here new home; she would live here from now on.
As it was also the tradition in the Wizard-world, Severus took Hermione in his arms and brought her over the threshold.
"Welcome to your new home, Mrs. Snape" he whispered in her ear.
Hermione felt Goosebumps rise as Severus lay her softly down on the bed.
She knew what was coming next and she'd looked forward to it all day. Her wedding-night would be just as perfect as the whole day had been.
Severus lay himself down next to her and pulled an arm around her waist.
"I love you, Hermione. I still can't believe you're my wife. Our life will be perfect from now on."
"I love you too, Severus, and you're right, our life will be perfect."
They kissed each other tenderly and a night full of passion began.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot
***
A/N: You might think you've read this chapter before, but I uploaded the story and made a new chapter 17. This chapter is a little different from the last one.
Chapter 18
The wedding
It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining high in the blue sky and there were no clouds at all. They had not only chosen the most romantic day of the year to get married, but also a day with perfect weather.
Because it was still very cold and Hermione always had dreams about a wedding in the open air, they had decided to use Severus' indoor garden; it would be the perfect place.
As to meet the wish of Hermione's parents, there was built a little white chapel near the lake with almost 100 seats for their guests.
"Hermione, can I come in?" asked Isabel from the other side of the door. She'd got dressed in the room Hermione's and she was very excited to see her friend.
Hermione's mother opened the door. "Hello, Isabel. Of course you can come in. Hermione is in the bathroom, she's complaining all morning about a full bladder. I think that's one of the marks of a nervous bride."
Isabel could stifle a giggle. If only she knew...
"By the way, you look lovely, Isabel. Turn around, so I can see your whole dress. Marvellous. Oh, there you are, dear. Look at Isabel, isn't she pretty?"
Hermione sighed deep. Her mother was even more nervous than she was. But she was right; Isabel looked amazing in her robes.
"I came here to see if I could help you getting dressed."
"Thanks. My mother already did my hair, so now I'm ready to pull on my dress."
Hermione lifted her arms and the two women helped her pulling the dress over her head, carefully not to touch her hair.
Because Hermione was Muggle-born, she had chosen for an off-white wedding- dress instead of robes. The dress was very simple with only the top made of lace and she wore a nice little coat made of fur, to complete it.
"Perfect, sweetheart, you're looking adorable. I think Severus' jaw will drop when he sees you. He'll be speechless."
"I really don't hope so, mother. He really has to say 'yes', otherwise we can't get married" said Hermione dryly.
"Oh, you know what I mean. But we've got to hurry, in about ten minutes Severus will be here."
But Severus was already in the corridor, waiting for a sign to come in. He was a very nervous groom; he'd started biting his nails, after he'd noticed he was pulling the petals from the flowers from the bouquet.
Isabel opened the door a little and peeked through the opening.
"Are you ready, dad?" she whispered, not forgetting the presence of Hermione's mother.
Severus nodded.
"You look wonderful."
"So do you, Isabel."
"I'll ask if you can come in, right?"
Isabel closed the door. A few seconds later she opened it again, this time a little wider, and invited him in.
Severus stepped inside and both Isabel and Hermione's mother left the room. They knew Hermione and Severus needed some privacy now.
As Hermione's mother had said, Severus was speechless.
"Oh Merlin, Hermione, you look absolutely amazing."
Hermione smiled and looked at Severus from top to toe.
"Thanks, Sev, you look wonderful too."
Instead of wairing his usual black, he wore dark-grey dressing-robes with a high collar and silver buttons. He'd tight up his hair in a ponytail and her looked gorgeous.
Severus gave the bouquet to Hermione, as well as a little box.
"This is for you, my love. Just open it now."
Hermione did as he said and opened the little box. She gasped as she saw what it contained. Inside, on a bed of red velvet, was a golden bracelet.
Severus took the bracelet out of the box and put it on Hermione's wrist. "This is a very special bracelet, Hermione. It's an old family-piece. My mother gave it to me when she died and she told me to give it to the woman I love. I never thought I would find some one who I wanted to wear this, but now I've got you."
"Oh, Severus, that's so sweet, and it's beautiful. Thank you. I think it's awful that your parents died before they could see their son getting married, but I know that a part of them is still here and that they are very proud of their son."
Severus' got tears in his eyes. She was right, his parents would be proud of him if they knew he would marry such a wonderful woman.
They heard a knock on the door. "Sorry to disturb you, but it's really time to go now" Isabel called from the corridor.
"We're ready" Hermione called back and she kissed Severus tenderly.
Hermione's father had already joined his wife and Isabel on the corridor; he was the one who would bring Hermione to the altar. She was his only daughter and he'd insisted on that.
Isabel was the one who joined Severus and the entire guest stood up from their seats as the four of them strode through the centre aisle.
The band, hired by Dumbledore to play in the chapel and later at the party, played a song of a Muggle-singer named Billy Joel; 'She's got a way'.
Severus stood there at the end of the aisle, waiting for Hermione, with tears in his eyes. He loved this woman so much; she made him so happy.
When Hermione and her father were in front of Severus, her father let Hermione's arm go and nodded at Severus, as if he wanted to say 'You take care for her from now on'.
The two lovers looked at each other as if they still couldn't believe this was going to happen to them.
"Ahem." Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat; he wanted to begin the ceremony.
"Severus Snape, do you take Hermione Granger to be your wife? Do you promise to be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and honour her all days of your life?"
"I do"
"Hermione Granger, do you take Severus Snape to be your husband? Do you promise to be true to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and honour him all days of your life?"
"I do"
"I now pronounce you man an wife. Severus, you may kiss your bride."
But Severus had already taken his bride and kissed her on the mouth softly even before Professor Dumbledore had told him he could do so.
"Always the same with that man" Professor Dumbledore muttered, but his eyes glistered at the sight of so much happiness.
When the whole ceremony was over, the newly-weds left the chapel.
Outside Hermione's cousins were throwing with rice.
"What's this?!" Severus yelled as he got a fistful of rice right into his face.
"It's a Muggle-tradition, dear, it embodies the healthiness and happiness they wish for us."
"I hate those stupid Muggle-traditions"
Their family, friends and the whole Hogwarts-staff gathered around them to congratulate, kiss and hug them.
A photographer, a nice wizard, kept taking pictures all the time; he couldn't get enough of the happy couple.
They spent a nice afternoon with their guests. After the feast everybody went to the Great Hall, the party would be held here because all of the students were invited too.
Even Draco Malfoy, who was free from detention this evening, came over to congratulate them.
It was a very pleasant evening, with lots of food and beverages, good music and a very nice atmosphere.
Five minutes before 12 o 'clock Dumbledore gave a sign and all the students gathered around them. They all had their wands risen in he air and when they waved it, silver sparks shot in the air. The band played another Muggle-song, You've got a friend, and Severus took his young wife in his arms and they danced in the circle.
At exactly midnight they left the party and went down to their rooms. The day before they had brought all Hermione's stuff to Severus' place. This was here new home; she would live here from now on.
As it was also the tradition in the Wizard-world, Severus took Hermione in his arms and brought her over the threshold.
"Welcome to your new home, Mrs. Snape" he whispered in her ear.
Hermione felt Goosebumps rise as Severus lay her softly down on the bed.
She knew what was coming next and she'd looked forward to it all day. Her wedding-night would be just as perfect as the whole day had been.
Severus lay himself down next to her and pulled an arm around her waist.
"I love you, Hermione. I still can't believe you're my wife. Our life will be perfect from now on."
"I love you too, Severus, and you're right, our life will be perfect."
They kissed each other tenderly and a night full of passion began.
