Story: To the Victor Goes the Spoils
By: Katie
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hermione is taken to a Death Eaters meeting, and Snape is punished for being a traitor and must marry her.
A.N.-I'm wondering how long you lovely reviewers want this story to be...Her going through university of some sort? Defeat of Voldemort? Or some kind of new-fangled idea...Let me know... ktie_eiknlng@hotmail.com
Chapter 6
When Hermione awoke the next morning, she found herself in a very un-orthodox position against Mr. Snape. Calling themselves Mr. and Mrs. Snape had become something of an understood agreement, one of the only ones they had.
Hermione carefully tried to remove herself from the snuggled embrace. It was her first time waking up with a man against her. And she had to admit, it felt kind of nice.
"This is Severus Snape we are talking about, Hermione...Evil, mean, gruesome Severus Snape.
-But he was nice to me last night.
You call banging on the door, entering the room, criticizing your lovely style NICE?! What have you been on?" She argued back and forth with herself.
Soon she found out that she had been moving a bit too much and woke up Mr. Snape.
"Morning, sunshine," she said sarcastically.
"Morning, grouchy," he called out.
"Sleep well?"
"Not in the slightest. I've got an erection the size of Mount Everest and my wife isn't helping it any." He then opened his eyes, "Oh, God... Did I just say that to you?"
"You referred to me as your wife...," she said in astonishment.
"I was asleep, give me a break."
"Did you mean it?"
"Not in the slightest."
"That hurt."
"You called me a greasy bastard."
"You called me a not-know-it-all."
"You didn't keep off my half of the bed," he raised his voice.
"I didn't know that there were assigned halves!"
"I didn't know that you snored."
"I didn't know that you talked in your sleep."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know that you are a lonely, old, grouchy man who needs to get laid more often!"
"And you are an out-spoken book-a-holic who needs to learn when she should keep her mouth shut."
"And you are an out spoken book-a-holic who needs to learn when HE should keep his MOUTH SHUT!"
"Touché."
"Lead me away, O Great One."
"You have stepped out of lines once again. I will not have this. Leave. GO BACK TO YOUR IGNORANT BEASTLY FRIENDS."
"ATLEAST I HAVE FRIENDS!" She yelled as she walked out of the bedroom.
Soon, Severus thought he heard the door shut and fell back asleep, but he was wrong. Just before he fell back asleep he heard a voice yell, "SEVERUS."
"What?" He groaned.
"Come and take off these stupid wards!" She said kicking the door.
"No, open them yourself, you pain in my..." She started to scream with all her might. "Oh, fine, just pipe down. You'll wake Hagrid up with a yell like that." He grabbed his robe and wand and walked out the door while saying to himself, "I never knew that there was a window there."
"You know that you channel this deep anger inside me and just anger me to no end, right?"
"I don't try."
"Like hell you don't," she said running out of the dugeons, like she should, as a bat out of hell.
By: Katie
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hermione is taken to a Death Eaters meeting, and Snape is punished for being a traitor and must marry her.
A.N.-I'm wondering how long you lovely reviewers want this story to be...Her going through university of some sort? Defeat of Voldemort? Or some kind of new-fangled idea...Let me know... ktie_eiknlng@hotmail.com
Chapter 6
When Hermione awoke the next morning, she found herself in a very un-orthodox position against Mr. Snape. Calling themselves Mr. and Mrs. Snape had become something of an understood agreement, one of the only ones they had.
Hermione carefully tried to remove herself from the snuggled embrace. It was her first time waking up with a man against her. And she had to admit, it felt kind of nice.
"This is Severus Snape we are talking about, Hermione...Evil, mean, gruesome Severus Snape.
-But he was nice to me last night.
You call banging on the door, entering the room, criticizing your lovely style NICE?! What have you been on?" She argued back and forth with herself.
Soon she found out that she had been moving a bit too much and woke up Mr. Snape.
"Morning, sunshine," she said sarcastically.
"Morning, grouchy," he called out.
"Sleep well?"
"Not in the slightest. I've got an erection the size of Mount Everest and my wife isn't helping it any." He then opened his eyes, "Oh, God... Did I just say that to you?"
"You referred to me as your wife...," she said in astonishment.
"I was asleep, give me a break."
"Did you mean it?"
"Not in the slightest."
"That hurt."
"You called me a greasy bastard."
"You called me a not-know-it-all."
"You didn't keep off my half of the bed," he raised his voice.
"I didn't know that there were assigned halves!"
"I didn't know that you snored."
"I didn't know that you talked in your sleep."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know that you are a lonely, old, grouchy man who needs to get laid more often!"
"And you are an out-spoken book-a-holic who needs to learn when she should keep her mouth shut."
"And you are an out spoken book-a-holic who needs to learn when HE should keep his MOUTH SHUT!"
"Touché."
"Lead me away, O Great One."
"You have stepped out of lines once again. I will not have this. Leave. GO BACK TO YOUR IGNORANT BEASTLY FRIENDS."
"ATLEAST I HAVE FRIENDS!" She yelled as she walked out of the bedroom.
Soon, Severus thought he heard the door shut and fell back asleep, but he was wrong. Just before he fell back asleep he heard a voice yell, "SEVERUS."
"What?" He groaned.
"Come and take off these stupid wards!" She said kicking the door.
"No, open them yourself, you pain in my..." She started to scream with all her might. "Oh, fine, just pipe down. You'll wake Hagrid up with a yell like that." He grabbed his robe and wand and walked out the door while saying to himself, "I never knew that there was a window there."
"You know that you channel this deep anger inside me and just anger me to no end, right?"
"I don't try."
"Like hell you don't," she said running out of the dugeons, like she should, as a bat out of hell.