Unexpected Marriage
idea by 'potter' on aff.net
Zenia Wulfe
//blah blah\\ -- thoughts
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Severus walked up to Hermione's room and knocked softly
on the door. Without waiting for her to answer he turned
the knob and pushed the door open.
He started to say that he had her book, until she turned
around and he got a proper look at her. He felt the scowl
leave his pale face as he saw what she was wearing. Her
hair which had been mousy and frizzy was smooth, shiney
and curled down her back. By the looks of it she had only
just removed her red robe and beneath it she wore a thin
green cotton nightgown with thin straps of grey. Taking a
quick survey of the room it was obvious that she hadn't
changed the Slytherin colors as he suspected she would
have already done.
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him and he came out of his
stupor immediatley. "Your book was dropped when your
stuff was moved in." he said pointedly, dropping the book
on a nearby trunk. He turned and left, shutting the door
a bit too hard behind him.
"Ooookay," Hermione shrugged and continued climbing into
bed. She pulled the Slytherin blanket around herself, called a
spell to extinguish her lights and fell fast asleep.
-----
Severus was pacing in his room.
"What the hell are you thinking? She is a student. You aren't
allowed to think that!" he growled at himself.
//Not just a student,\\ his mind countered. //She is your wife.\\
"No. She is a student that was tricked into becoming that. She
didn't do it of her own free will." he growled back.
//Just give it up Sevvie ol' boy. You know you thought she
looked sexy in your House colors. Admit it.\\ his brain teased.
"No." Severus bit back. "I refuse to accept what my mother has
done. It was wrong of her to force me together with a student."
//Do you think you could have gotten such a beautiful maiden on
your own? Come on, admit it. She was so hot standing there in
that thin green night dress. Why, you could even see how... cold
she must have been in it. And her hair, did you see how it shone!
Didn't you want to touch her?\\ his mind taunted him.
Severus' nostrils flared as he willed himself not to think of
Hermione in that nightgown. It was useless. He couldn't help it.
He knew that everything his mind was telling him was the truth,
since it was his own brain telling him so.
The Potions Master stripped down to his underwear and climbed
into his huge, empty bed. What would it be like to have that bed
filled with a beautiful, intellegent brown haired girl? No! He may
think that she was all those things, but she couldn't share his
bed. Then his mother would win. He loved his mother, but he
just couldn't be with a student. It wasn't *right*.
He fell asleep thinking to himself, "Flobberworms, flobberworms,"
over and over again.
(a/n: kinda like "think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts!")
-----
Hermione awoke slowly and opened her eyes. She stared at the
unfamiliar ceiling in panic. //Where am I?\\ she bolted upright.
//Oh. Right. I am in my... husbands chambers now.\\
Hermione picked up her wand, "Accio Diary." The muggle-styled book
zipped through the air and landed on her lap. She put her wand down
and grabbed a muggle pen from her nightstand.
Dear Diary, something horrible happened yesterday. Snape's mother
came to me with a parchment that she said was from Dumbledore
about my new room. She said that I had to sign it so I was able to have
the room. I signed it right away of course. Without reading it. I
am too trusting I think. Turns out, it was a *marriage contract*!
Can you believe it?! Now, I am *married* to Professor Snape. Legally!
For one year!! As if that isn't bad enough, we can't just live like
we were before and pretend we aren't married... His mother put a
clause in the contract saying that we *have* to live together. And
worse... we *have* to do everything in our power to try to produce
a grandchild for that... that monster!
I don't want to have sex with my Professor! Ugh, he is like... thirty-
seven years old! Almost twenty years older than me! This isn't FAIR!
I don't want to lose my virginity to him.
I have to get ready to go to breakfast, so I had better stop writing
now. Hermione... is it Snape now? *shudders*
Hermione closed the book and put it and the pen on her nightstand. She
got up and foregoing a shower this morning, dressed in her uniform. She
sat at her mirror and carefully brushed her hair. Deciding to tie at least
some of it back, she reached for a small wind up jewelery music box that
her grandmother had gotten her for her birthday many years ago.
She tied back the upper portion of her hair with a silver spring clip
that had a blue and green rhinestone dragonfly on it. She pulled two
small locks of hair from the clip near her ears and another from above her
right temple. There. That looked better.
Then Hermione slipped into her polished black shoes, picked up her black
book bag and headed to breakfast.
-----
Fweee :D I tried to post this last night... but something weird happend
to my phoneline. All of a sudden, my custom AOL sound goes "good, go
away, get lost". That is the 'log off' sound. I was like, "huh?" I flipped back
over to the AOL window (I always use IE) and clicked 'sign back on'...
It reported that the modem couldn't detect a dial tone. Strange. I am the
only one home!
I picked up the phone in my room and all I heard was this staticy fuzz.
I went into the living room and picked up the other phone. There was nothing.
Ok, so I went outside and looked at the part of the wall where the phoneline
enters the house. It appeared that the phoneline that went to our half of the
house (we are in a duplex) was snipped! All our little wires except one!
I thought right away that the neighbours had done it cause they are stupid
jerks that don't like us... For no reason. Heh, they are the ones that make
constant noise, do drugs and we suspect the girls that come over are the few
hookers we have in these parts... Cause... why else would they come over? just
for drugs and money I think. Anyhoo, I was gonna wait for my roomates to come
home and show them what the phone line looked like, but they were really late
and I ended up just going to bed. But when I picked up the phone this morning,
there was a dialtone. Ooookay... that is good though.
I still think they tried something because the line wasn't snipped the last
time I saw it.
Once again, thanks for the reviews!
Calliandra: She was already in her nightie, but I wanted to wait until this
chapter to mention it.
idea by 'potter' on aff.net
Zenia Wulfe
//blah blah\\ -- thoughts
-----
Severus walked up to Hermione's room and knocked softly
on the door. Without waiting for her to answer he turned
the knob and pushed the door open.
He started to say that he had her book, until she turned
around and he got a proper look at her. He felt the scowl
leave his pale face as he saw what she was wearing. Her
hair which had been mousy and frizzy was smooth, shiney
and curled down her back. By the looks of it she had only
just removed her red robe and beneath it she wore a thin
green cotton nightgown with thin straps of grey. Taking a
quick survey of the room it was obvious that she hadn't
changed the Slytherin colors as he suspected she would
have already done.
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him and he came out of his
stupor immediatley. "Your book was dropped when your
stuff was moved in." he said pointedly, dropping the book
on a nearby trunk. He turned and left, shutting the door
a bit too hard behind him.
"Ooookay," Hermione shrugged and continued climbing into
bed. She pulled the Slytherin blanket around herself, called a
spell to extinguish her lights and fell fast asleep.
-----
Severus was pacing in his room.
"What the hell are you thinking? She is a student. You aren't
allowed to think that!" he growled at himself.
//Not just a student,\\ his mind countered. //She is your wife.\\
"No. She is a student that was tricked into becoming that. She
didn't do it of her own free will." he growled back.
//Just give it up Sevvie ol' boy. You know you thought she
looked sexy in your House colors. Admit it.\\ his brain teased.
"No." Severus bit back. "I refuse to accept what my mother has
done. It was wrong of her to force me together with a student."
//Do you think you could have gotten such a beautiful maiden on
your own? Come on, admit it. She was so hot standing there in
that thin green night dress. Why, you could even see how... cold
she must have been in it. And her hair, did you see how it shone!
Didn't you want to touch her?\\ his mind taunted him.
Severus' nostrils flared as he willed himself not to think of
Hermione in that nightgown. It was useless. He couldn't help it.
He knew that everything his mind was telling him was the truth,
since it was his own brain telling him so.
The Potions Master stripped down to his underwear and climbed
into his huge, empty bed. What would it be like to have that bed
filled with a beautiful, intellegent brown haired girl? No! He may
think that she was all those things, but she couldn't share his
bed. Then his mother would win. He loved his mother, but he
just couldn't be with a student. It wasn't *right*.
He fell asleep thinking to himself, "Flobberworms, flobberworms,"
over and over again.
(a/n: kinda like "think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts!")
-----
Hermione awoke slowly and opened her eyes. She stared at the
unfamiliar ceiling in panic. //Where am I?\\ she bolted upright.
//Oh. Right. I am in my... husbands chambers now.\\
Hermione picked up her wand, "Accio Diary." The muggle-styled book
zipped through the air and landed on her lap. She put her wand down
and grabbed a muggle pen from her nightstand.
Dear Diary, something horrible happened yesterday. Snape's mother
came to me with a parchment that she said was from Dumbledore
about my new room. She said that I had to sign it so I was able to have
the room. I signed it right away of course. Without reading it. I
am too trusting I think. Turns out, it was a *marriage contract*!
Can you believe it?! Now, I am *married* to Professor Snape. Legally!
For one year!! As if that isn't bad enough, we can't just live like
we were before and pretend we aren't married... His mother put a
clause in the contract saying that we *have* to live together. And
worse... we *have* to do everything in our power to try to produce
a grandchild for that... that monster!
I don't want to have sex with my Professor! Ugh, he is like... thirty-
seven years old! Almost twenty years older than me! This isn't FAIR!
I don't want to lose my virginity to him.
I have to get ready to go to breakfast, so I had better stop writing
now. Hermione... is it Snape now? *shudders*
Hermione closed the book and put it and the pen on her nightstand. She
got up and foregoing a shower this morning, dressed in her uniform. She
sat at her mirror and carefully brushed her hair. Deciding to tie at least
some of it back, she reached for a small wind up jewelery music box that
her grandmother had gotten her for her birthday many years ago.
She tied back the upper portion of her hair with a silver spring clip
that had a blue and green rhinestone dragonfly on it. She pulled two
small locks of hair from the clip near her ears and another from above her
right temple. There. That looked better.
Then Hermione slipped into her polished black shoes, picked up her black
book bag and headed to breakfast.
-----
Fweee :D I tried to post this last night... but something weird happend
to my phoneline. All of a sudden, my custom AOL sound goes "good, go
away, get lost". That is the 'log off' sound. I was like, "huh?" I flipped back
over to the AOL window (I always use IE) and clicked 'sign back on'...
It reported that the modem couldn't detect a dial tone. Strange. I am the
only one home!
I picked up the phone in my room and all I heard was this staticy fuzz.
I went into the living room and picked up the other phone. There was nothing.
Ok, so I went outside and looked at the part of the wall where the phoneline
enters the house. It appeared that the phoneline that went to our half of the
house (we are in a duplex) was snipped! All our little wires except one!
I thought right away that the neighbours had done it cause they are stupid
jerks that don't like us... For no reason. Heh, they are the ones that make
constant noise, do drugs and we suspect the girls that come over are the few
hookers we have in these parts... Cause... why else would they come over? just
for drugs and money I think. Anyhoo, I was gonna wait for my roomates to come
home and show them what the phone line looked like, but they were really late
and I ended up just going to bed. But when I picked up the phone this morning,
there was a dialtone. Ooookay... that is good though.
I still think they tried something because the line wasn't snipped the last
time I saw it.
Once again, thanks for the reviews!
Calliandra: She was already in her nightie, but I wanted to wait until this
chapter to mention it.
