I must say to you that I would like you to check out my other stories. Well here is chapter 26 and I still do not own Harry Potter. I would like to say that I would greatly adore a Severus Snape Plushie for my brithday even though my birthday is not until August!

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- October 31, 1998 -
- Ron's Wedding -

It was a glorious day for the wedding. Ron and Parvati had decided to hold their wedding ceremony outside in the rose garden. The sun shone down brightly on the newly erected wedding pavilion. White rose bushes surrounded it. All were in full bloom. The wind rustled the leaves and grass softly.

About two hundred people showed up to the ceremony. I sat in between Sirius and Ginny. It was a short and beautiful ceremony. Sirius kept making puppy eyes at me the whole time. I felt nothing when he did this though. The whole time I had the strangest feeling of being watched. I couldn't shake the feeling. Sirius was beginning to get very irritated.

The wedding was over quickly.

"May I have your attention?" Ron asked after kissing his bride. He raised his hands up to hush people. "The Wedding Reception will be held in The Three Broomsticks."

Everyone began to make their way slowly out of the garden and down the path to Hogsmeade. Harry walked down next to me and Sirius was on the other. Sirius wrapped an arm loosely around my shoulder.

"I swear someone is watching us," I whispered turning around again.

"Will you stop acting so paranoid? No one is following us. No one is watching us," Sirius growled squeezing my arm and dragging me along.

We arrived at The Three Broomsticks and sat down at a table in a dark, secluded corner. Sirius trapped me between the wall and his body. He draped an arm over me possessively and tilted my head so I looked into his eyes. He brushed his lips against mine.

"I love you Hermione. Do you love me?"

"Uh..."

"Of course you do babe," Sirius replied cockily. "What king of wedding do you want?" He brushed a strand of hair back from my face. "I'd hoped for a huge ceremony and enormous reception afterward. We could hold it right here in Hogsmeade."

"I had rather hoped for a small traditional hand fasting with only close friends and my parents and grandparents," I said quietly.

"Come on Hermione. Do not worry about the cost. I can afford just as elaborate a wedding as you could ever desire. Please may we have the most ostentatious wedding money can buy?"

"Why?"

"It would be fun and think of the presents!" Sirius said grinning wildly.

"Fine," I capitulated.

Why should I argue with him? I would just lose and end up with more chunks of my brain missing. I knew it was his fault but I could not do anything about it. Severus was helping me though. I knew it. He had written many letters to me telling me how the potion to reverse the one Sirius had given me was going. He told me he did not know how safe it was to give it to me though and that he didn't want to hurt me. His sentiments meant so much to me, so much more than when Sirius proclaimed his love for me. I longed to get closer to Severus but Sirius forced me to stay away from him. He didn't even really like the fact that I wrote him to discuss the potion for Remus.

I felt ill and looked away from Sirius. I felt deprived of the love of my true love. I felt as if I had forgotten him. Sirius claimed to be my dearest love but I had many doubts about that. I felt so much like I loved him at times and at others it seemed as if he had greatly wronged me many times and was doing so again. It felt as if the noose around my neck was all Sirius' doing. But it felt as if I was slowly freeing myself. Often times, over the months since Harry's Birthday, after writing to Severus I'd been unable to stop thinking of him. I felt at peace with myself and with the world just writing a simple letter to Severus Snape. Many times I had had rather steamy dreams about Severus. I often imagined it was Severus kissing me as opposed to Sirius. I had grown to keep my opinions and thoughts of this nature locked up inside where Sirius could not see them.

"I'm surprised that you deferred to me so quickly. I would have won our argument as I always do," Sirius said snidely with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Sirius, I have been thinking of throwing a Christmas Party on the twenty-fourth of December. Do you mind?"

"Not at all Princess. I think it's a wonderful way to weasel more presents out of people. Why do you think I was so keen on having our wedding near Christmas? We'll double the number of presents we get. It's all about presents."

"You know it's not all about the presents. Christmas is about..." I began to explain before Sirius interrupted me.

"Whatever babe," Sirius said crushing my lips to his roughly and thrusting his tongue in.

I shivered when he pulled back. It didn't feel right. Sirius, arrogant, supercilious jerk that he is, didn't realize that my shiver was from utter revulsion. I decided, once again, to keep my opinion to myself. I didn't feel so lost, so controlled, and so confused that way.

"Throw the biggest party you want darling," Sirius said.

- Severus Snape -

I quietly watched Hermione from a small, narrow castle window. I hadn't been invited to Mr. Weasley's and Miss Patil's wedding and I couldn't say that I was sorry to be left out because I wasn't. I would have just tried to find a way to get out of it anyway.

Miss Granger looked slightly uncomfortable. However, I must confess that I, too, would have been uncomfortable sandwiched between Miss Weasley and Black. I would have had to avada kedavra myself. Well, being seated next to Miss Weasley would not have been bad.

I ached for her. She was absolutely dainty and precious just like my Jane had been. Maybe I'm delusional but I felt, the more we corresponded, that she was, had to be, my Jane. I must be truly desperate for female companionship to be fooling myself with thought of this nature. I thought often of them together. They would have enjoyed each other. There were many uncanny similarities between the two women.

The wedding had ended and everyone looked like they were heading for Hogsmeade. I suppose the reception would be help at The Three Broomsticks.

"Severus, how are you?" the voice of Minerva McGonagall asked from behind me.

"I'm fine," I answered a little waspishly. People always worrying about me. It was frustrating. I am a grown man. I didn't need a mother hen like Minerva fawning over my health. I did not take my eyes from Minerva.

"Watching over Miss Granger, Severus?"

"What's it to you?" I snapped turning to the elderly witch who was hovering behind my shoulder.

"There is nothing wrong with it. In her current position, I think she needs a guardian angel to watch over her."

"A fallen angel perhaps," I replied scornfully rubbing my left forearm.

"Don't think so meanly of yourself Severus. I think Miss Granger and you would be a lovely couple. I think she fancied you for over a year and I think she still does even though she is engaged. You certainly receive enough letters from her and return more than your fair share."

"Minerva, I love Jane. I always have and I always will."

"Did you ever thing, my dear boy, that your clever Jane changed the letters to tell you something? I am sure she has told you there was a reason for it, that maybe she wanted you to know who she is. I mean who she really is. Perhaps it was never a new place she went to, merely a new time."

I heard Minerva pad away after she made her last comment.

Well how was that chapter? A bit slow I think but I believe you are all happy now that Severus is beginning to get out of denial...which is not just a river in Africa...some of you need to know that.

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