Story: To the Victor Goes the Spoils
By: Katie (Ktie Eiknlng Snape)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hermione is taken to a Death Eaters meeting, and Snape is punished for being a traitor and must marry her. (OK, the whole idea of the punishment is: If Voldemort makes Snape marry a MUDBLOOD, and then the PURITY of his BLOODLINE will be messed up. And he wants them to have a child because he is a demented old pervert who believes that a teenage girl and a 40-some year old man would be..."Cool")
Thank you for the reviews. If you want add any ideas to the story, I'm up for listening...ktie_eiknlng@hotmail.com
Chapter 3
Hermione ran with all her might. She was trying to get to the library as fast as she could. But fate didn't want it to work that way.
"Hermione! Hermione! Where have you been?" Ron came up and gave her a bone crushing hug. "We've been looking for you all over the school."
"Its ok, Ron, I'm fine." Not allowed to spill her secret just yet.
"Well, then let's get you back to the common room. You're cold."
But with that, the soft clicking of heels echoed down the hall, "Ms. Granger, Professor Dumbledore was not finished speaking. You are still needed."
"Yes, sir. Ron, I have to go back. Save me a spot by the fire," she said smiling for the first time since the incident.
"Ok, Hermione."
"And 10 points from Gryffindor for being out so early in the morning, Mr. Weasley."
"But its 5:00...Hermione is up at five every..."
Snape interrupted, "Another 5 for your cheek. Now, get back to your common room."
"Yes, sir."
"Now, Ms. Granger, hurry up and come with me. You probably have not eaten since last night, correct?" Hermione silently followed him, but he did head in the direction of the Great Hall.
"Correct."
"Well," he growled, "are you hungry?"
"Yes, sir," she said walking into the Great Hall.
"Then, go sit at the head table and find something to eat," he said getting more vicious by the moment.
"Thank you, Professor Snape," she said quietly as she walked to the front of the room where only two other Professors were sitting.
"Good Morning, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall," Hermione said and sat down next to Professor McGonagall.
"Good morning, Mrs. Snape," said Albus with a twinkle in his eye knowing that she just might not have thought about the name yet, "and good morning, Severus," he raised his voice so the Professor at the door could hear him, "do come and join us."
"If. I. Must." He growled out, still being in a foul mood.
"Yes, you must." He answered in a less happy tone.
"Fine."
"Now, Hermione, about your living arrangements. It would be very unsuitable if you and Severus were living in different areas of the castle when you are supposed to be married," Hermione's spoon clattered on into her bowl of cereal.
"You mean I actually have to..."
"Ms. Granger," Professor Snape started, "I do believe you understand what living together is."
"Yes, sir..."
"Severus, Hermione, really, if you two are married, I see no reason in why you should call each other Prof. Snape and sir and Ms. Granger. Especially when she is no longer Ms. Granger. And besides, you will be living together-"
"I can't be stuck in the dungeons with him. Please. Anything but it."
Severus was getting mad. Neither of them wanted to be with the other, and she was belittling him. Minute by minute his heart (or, as his students thought him, heartless) was being ripped in half. He knew what he was, but did she have to be so blunt?
"Her...Ms...Mrs. Snape, must you be so cruel to think that I do not, in fact, have a heart? I assure you. I do."
"I'm sorry, Sev...Severus."
"That isn't sympathy."
Dumbledore and McGonagall sat with looks of amusement on their faces. They were having their first fight.
Dumbledore looked at his watch, "Ah, only 4 moons and 6 stars ago were you married, and you are already fighting."
"Albus, must you interrupt them?" Minerva said quietly.
"Well, several students are starting to come in the room. They are attracting a bit of attention."
"Maybe they should floo down to Severus' chambers..."
"Hermione, Severus, might I suggest that you take this lover's quarrel to your rooms?"
"Our rooms?" Snape answered.
"Yes, remember the whole marriage thing? Well, the house elves have moved your things to Severus' chambers."
"But you've got to be kidding me!"
"No, I'm not kidding you. So please, before students start asking, go to your rooms."
"I am not a child, Albus."
"Ah, but you act like it."
And with that, Severus yanked on Hermione's arm and went out the door behind the Staff table to floo to "their" rooms.
By: Katie (Ktie Eiknlng Snape)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hermione is taken to a Death Eaters meeting, and Snape is punished for being a traitor and must marry her. (OK, the whole idea of the punishment is: If Voldemort makes Snape marry a MUDBLOOD, and then the PURITY of his BLOODLINE will be messed up. And he wants them to have a child because he is a demented old pervert who believes that a teenage girl and a 40-some year old man would be..."Cool")
Thank you for the reviews. If you want add any ideas to the story, I'm up for listening...ktie_eiknlng@hotmail.com
Chapter 3
Hermione ran with all her might. She was trying to get to the library as fast as she could. But fate didn't want it to work that way.
"Hermione! Hermione! Where have you been?" Ron came up and gave her a bone crushing hug. "We've been looking for you all over the school."
"Its ok, Ron, I'm fine." Not allowed to spill her secret just yet.
"Well, then let's get you back to the common room. You're cold."
But with that, the soft clicking of heels echoed down the hall, "Ms. Granger, Professor Dumbledore was not finished speaking. You are still needed."
"Yes, sir. Ron, I have to go back. Save me a spot by the fire," she said smiling for the first time since the incident.
"Ok, Hermione."
"And 10 points from Gryffindor for being out so early in the morning, Mr. Weasley."
"But its 5:00...Hermione is up at five every..."
Snape interrupted, "Another 5 for your cheek. Now, get back to your common room."
"Yes, sir."
"Now, Ms. Granger, hurry up and come with me. You probably have not eaten since last night, correct?" Hermione silently followed him, but he did head in the direction of the Great Hall.
"Correct."
"Well," he growled, "are you hungry?"
"Yes, sir," she said walking into the Great Hall.
"Then, go sit at the head table and find something to eat," he said getting more vicious by the moment.
"Thank you, Professor Snape," she said quietly as she walked to the front of the room where only two other Professors were sitting.
"Good Morning, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall," Hermione said and sat down next to Professor McGonagall.
"Good morning, Mrs. Snape," said Albus with a twinkle in his eye knowing that she just might not have thought about the name yet, "and good morning, Severus," he raised his voice so the Professor at the door could hear him, "do come and join us."
"If. I. Must." He growled out, still being in a foul mood.
"Yes, you must." He answered in a less happy tone.
"Fine."
"Now, Hermione, about your living arrangements. It would be very unsuitable if you and Severus were living in different areas of the castle when you are supposed to be married," Hermione's spoon clattered on into her bowl of cereal.
"You mean I actually have to..."
"Ms. Granger," Professor Snape started, "I do believe you understand what living together is."
"Yes, sir..."
"Severus, Hermione, really, if you two are married, I see no reason in why you should call each other Prof. Snape and sir and Ms. Granger. Especially when she is no longer Ms. Granger. And besides, you will be living together-"
"I can't be stuck in the dungeons with him. Please. Anything but it."
Severus was getting mad. Neither of them wanted to be with the other, and she was belittling him. Minute by minute his heart (or, as his students thought him, heartless) was being ripped in half. He knew what he was, but did she have to be so blunt?
"Her...Ms...Mrs. Snape, must you be so cruel to think that I do not, in fact, have a heart? I assure you. I do."
"I'm sorry, Sev...Severus."
"That isn't sympathy."
Dumbledore and McGonagall sat with looks of amusement on their faces. They were having their first fight.
Dumbledore looked at his watch, "Ah, only 4 moons and 6 stars ago were you married, and you are already fighting."
"Albus, must you interrupt them?" Minerva said quietly.
"Well, several students are starting to come in the room. They are attracting a bit of attention."
"Maybe they should floo down to Severus' chambers..."
"Hermione, Severus, might I suggest that you take this lover's quarrel to your rooms?"
"Our rooms?" Snape answered.
"Yes, remember the whole marriage thing? Well, the house elves have moved your things to Severus' chambers."
"But you've got to be kidding me!"
"No, I'm not kidding you. So please, before students start asking, go to your rooms."
"I am not a child, Albus."
"Ah, but you act like it."
And with that, Severus yanked on Hermione's arm and went out the door behind the Staff table to floo to "their" rooms.