He was gone. Gone! Hermione fumed as she hopped out of the bed and gathered her
dress. She gasped as the pain caught up with her. She was going to hex him into next week. She
scrambled with her gown trying to get it into some semblance of order. She grabbed her wand
from the nightstand and stormed out of the chamber. She raged the entire way to the Great Hall.
Shoving the doors open she scanned the room for Severus. Spotting him at the Head table she
aimed her wand at him and screamed out as he stood to acknoweldge her presence.
"Stupefy!" The whole hall, which had been loud with chatter, silenced and turned their
eyes towards the stormy Hermione. Severus froze and collapsed on the ground unconcious.
Dumbledore looked at his stunned teacher and muttered.
"Enervate!" Snape stirred and hauled himself up while he grasped the table. She took long
strides up to the Head Table, her eyes never leaving the man who was her husband. "You slimy,
greasy git!" She bellowed at him. He regained his composer and growled at her.
"Lady Snape, I would suggest you keep your temper in check!" He said in an ominous
tone, his palms rested flat on the table. Dumbledore stood and
interrupted the impending argument.
"Ah Lady Snape! Just who we were all waiting for." He said pleasantly. "Please join us
at the table. You are of course our guest of honor tonight." The other students gaped as
Hermione was addressed as Lady Snape. All except for Ron and Harry, of course. Hermione
glared at Severus and made her way up to the Head Table. Dumbledore stood and pulled a
seat out from between himself and Severus. She spread her skirt and sat with her back ramrod
straight, not once casting a look Severus' way after she sat. Dumbledore remained standing and
looked out over the student body.
"I am sure this will come as a surprise to many of you, but I would like to announce that
Miss Granger and Professor Snape have wedded. They were wed tonight, before Professor
McGonagall, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and myself. I would like to congratulate them both, and
wish them a long happy marriage." He raised his goblet of pumpkin juice in a toast. The students
snickered at the long happy marriage comment, but all raised their goblets in a toast as well.
Hermione tossed her head back and gulped her juice down, Severus raised the juice to his lips,
but didn't drink any. He gave Hermione a sideways glance and couldn't help but think she was
gorgeous with her hair tousled like that. Apparently she hadn't bothered to straighten her hair
out after he left. The effect that thought had on him was alarming. He was ready to go back to
bed, with her. He could feel himself scowling even more. The girl had a lot of nerve. She
stupefied him in front of the entire school. He would get even in his own way.
Hermione leaned back in her seat after she finished her meal. The food was defiantly
more delicate this evening, fitting well for the reason as to why she was at the Head Table. She
looked at the Gryffindor table and smiled ever so slightly. Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Neville all sat
laughing and talking. While she on the other hand was banished to sit next to the bastard she
had to call her husband. She gritted her teeth and rose to leave.
"Ah, Lady Snape, you wish to start the dancing already?" Dumbledore twinkled at her.
"I am so glad to see that you are recovered from your earlier exhaustion." Hermione turned
scarlet at that comment and opened her mouth to give him a piece of her mind. But as he
noticed that everyone in the Hall were done eating. He motioned for all of the students to stand
and move to the outskirts of the room. With a flick of his wand, the floor was cleared, and the
Great Hall was decorated. There were floating candles everywhere, blossoms continuously
floated about, the ceiling conveyed a scene of a spring morning, and there was a enchanted
warm breeze that carried a hint of warm vanilla. Dumbledore lifted Hermione to her feet and
presented her to Severus.
"My dear boy, I do believe the first dance is ready. It seems she is ready to dance."
Severus stood and took Hermione's hand from Dumbledore and led her down to the main floor.
He placed on large hand on her waist and held her hand loosely with his other. As they began to
dance Hermione took an opportunity to stomp on his foot.
"You bloody vixen." He snarled, pulling her close to him. She gasped at the contact.
"Why are you being so damned difficult?" He queried in a lowered voice.
"You just up and left me!" She snarled right back. He looked as if she slapped him.
Why would that simple fact bother him so?
"You wanted me to stay?"
"Of course!" She hissed.
"Why?" He asked cautiously.
"Did it occur to you that I would like to have walked up here with you?"
"No." He admitted sourly.
"Well start thinking." She snapped. He looked taken aback. Hermione sighed wearily
and moved closer to Severus. She layed her head on his chest and closed her eyes. Letting the
music that magically filled the hall take over her. She let her lithe body sway with the music, and
with Severus' own body.
Severus held her with his arms holding her close, the formal dancing position long
forgotten. He liked the feel of the soft female body in his arms. Her hair smelled of exotic spices
and rosemarry. It looked soft, so wonderfully soft. He let his hand stray to the small of her
back, gently rubbing. They never noticed the flurry of students around them. They were both so
engrossed in their dance and each others embrace, nothing penetrated their bubble.
Harry and Ron stayed back, sensing Hermione was in a foul mood. They watched her
carefully, noticing she was raging at Snape, rather looking much like him as she snapped at him.
They watched her stomp his foot, and both began to giggle uncontrollably.
"Mate, I think she's pissed." Ron muttered to Harry,
"I reckon so. Wonder what Snape did to infuriate her like that." Harry mused.
"Probably performed poorly." Ginny piped in. Ron and Harry looked shocked at her.
"What? Think about it. What else would anger a female like that?" She waved her hand
flippantly and swayed off. Harry and Ron looked at each other and both blushed furiously.