Ok two hours later and I'm still lying on the couch. For one thing I am still really sore. It's the kind of pain you get when you go to sit in a seat but someone pulls it away from you and your ass hit's the ground, and then the next morning there is this dull throbbing pain. That kind of pain.

Second thing is I am no longer a virgin. Unicorns will not come to me anymore. I feel sort of sad like a piece of me is missing. Which really, thinking about it, it's true. There is something missing. I'm not really sure where it went. Not that I would ever go looking for it. I mean, ew.

Snape stalked into the room looking angry. I was just wondering what I did now when he began to knock stuff off his desk in anger. I paused for a moment. Did he even know I was here?

"Miss Granger get dressed in your best clothes," Snape said in a deathly whisper. I blanched. Oh my god they were going to kill me and he's calling me Miss Granger again. "Go!"

I hopped up and wrapped myself tightly in the cloth. Then I hurried into my room and felt the surge of panic hit my chest. I really didn't know what was going on and that scared me the most. I mean if I could have a minute to think about how I'm going to get out of whatever I am in I could probably stay calm.

Snape stalked into his room. He saw me and stopped.

"Why aren't you dressed?" he snarled.

"Because I don't know what's going on," I said feeling nervous.

"The plan has failed. Unless we get married right now, we both die," Snape answered me running his hands through his hair.

"I'm not marrying you!" I cried.

"You will do as I say!" Snape roared.

I stopped. I was actually afraid. I didn't want to be married! I was eighteen. Girls my age were getting drunk and raped in college. Where was I? In some stupid mansion with some stupid man who tells me I am going to marry him. I feel very Victorian…

"I don't want to!" I finally said. Snape turned to me with cold, dark eyes. I felt a shiver run through my body because he looked ready to kill.

"You will do as I say," Snape said his voice shooting down to a deadly whisper.

"Where are all the other Death Eaters?" I asked feeling sick.

"Dead, or Azkaban. I am trying to save us both," Snape said finally. "Get dressed!"

I turned and pulled a white dress from the closet and shoved it on. It didn't really fit up in the chest area. I think I grew boobs. I actually hit puberty! Finally.

I turned back to Snape to see him in dress robes. He just nodded at me and pulled me out of the room. There was an incredibly old wizard standing in the center of the hall. He seemed to be dozing in midair.

Snape cleared his throat and the man turned to us. He smiled and ushered us into the center of the room.

"Do you have witnesses?" the old man asked in a withering voice. It sounded like leaves skipping across the road in fall.

"Yes," Snape said impatiently glancing at the door. "Sage! Lola!"

The house elves appeared at our side and the old man continued.

Twenty minutes later I was, apparently, married. This sucks! As soon as the old man left with a faint pop, I stomped from the room. I was so angry.

"Are you angry?" Snape asked as soon as he reached my door.

"Yes I'm angry!" I yelled so loud it hurt my throat.

"Why?" Snape asked like he was baffled.

"Why? Why? Why? WHY?" I asked completely loosing my calm. Snape just nodded. "You didn't even propose! I didn't get to do my hair or make-up and I wore this ugly dress and I didn't even want to and I'm only eighteen and I just don't wanna be married!" I started sobbing. Snape walked over to try and comfort me and I punched him in the stomach.

"Well I'm glad you're dealing," Snape said with gritted teeth.

"I'm guessing I don't even get a honeymoon?" I asked angrily. Snape shrugged.

"Do you want to go out for ice-cream?" Snape asked.

"Uh! Uh!" I screeched. "I don't want ice-cream you over-grown bat!"

Snape looked angry but he was going to have to get in line. Or wait his turn or whatever.

"I am not some stupid witch you can fuck and marry! I had plans and a future and you fucked with that! Now I have to be Hermione Snape for the rest of my life?"

"No, only until things settle down," Snape said shrugging. I slapped him again. "You know what. I am really sick of your interruptions. Why don't you just have one big go at me and kick and scratch and hit as much of me as you want," Snape said spreading his arms out.

I kicked him in the crotch and then punched him in the nose. I don't think he expected it because he kind of teetered in surprise.

"What the fuck!" Snape bellowed.
"You told me to!" I cried. Snape bit onto his lip in order to stop curses.

"I didn't mean to! Can't you tell when I'm being sarcastic?" Snape asked angrily still holding his bleeding nose.

"No! You are always sarcastic!" I snapped.

"Idiot!" Snape snarled.

"Idiot? You will not speak to me that way! I am your wife!" I snarled back. Snape rolled his eyes and walked away from me. He went into his room and I followed him.

We screamed at each other for a couple of minutes and then I turned to go back into my room. It wouldn't let me. It literally pushed me out. I was surprised. Not as much as Snape who literally took a hold of me and attempted to shove me back into the room.

I tried to explain that it wasn't going to happen and he just shoved me further in. We shot back like a fricken sling shot and toppled into his bed.

"Ugh!" I screamed. This sucks so bad!

"Get off of me!" Snape bellowed. Although I had been moving around and now felt what I was pretty sure was arousal. I smirked and stayed where I was.

I moved my hips again and Snape let out a small sigh. He still tried to yell at me but all his words were lost in his mouth as I moved my hips again. Now it was really obvious that he was turned on. I flipped over so that I was face to face with him.

He had his eyes closed and didn't seem to notice I was smiling at him. It wasn't till I moved my hands in between his thighs that his eyes opened. I stroked him through his pants for a minute then hopped up.

"Well I'm going to go make a sandwich or something," I said casually.

"Wait!" Snape said his voice strangled. I turned back to him. "I'm sorry ok. I'm sorry I forced you into something you didn't want to do. As soon as I can I'll get it annulled and you can go straight back to plain old Hermione. I'm sorry."

I just raised my eyebrows. "Alright," I said and turned again. Snape looked angry again. What I really wanted for him to do was just knock me down and have his way with me.

I heard the bed squeak and arms around me. Snape had picked me up and thrown me onto the bed. I fell onto it and was about to fake protest when he kissed me. His hands were rubbing under my skirt and I was gasping. Snape reached in and took a great tug and I felt the panties rip right from my body. He then began to rub me. I was bucking my hips to meet his hands.

He smirked at me and stopped. I was still breathing erratically but I knew what he was trying to do. He now wanted me to beg for it. I really don't know who he thinks he is. I mean sure I am really turned on but I'm not going to beg for it.

Snape spread my legs and rubbed my inner thigh. I held my breath as I felt his skip where I wanted him most and he moved up to my stomach. I tried to push his hand down but he just tssked me and moved his hands further. He yanked the dress off of me and began to nibble all around the nipple but would not give me the satisfaction of suckling one. I groaned as he skipped over it again.

Without thinking I reached out and rubbed his hardening bulge. Snape tensed slightly and kept going. He kissed down my stomach and then went out of my reach and I had lifted my hips for him but he just trailed kisses over my calves. I was trying not to scream in frustration because I knew I was going to be the one to break.

Well I made one last attempt to beat him and flipped him over. He began to protest when I pinned his arms under my knees. He really couldn't move, neither could I, but I yanked his shirt off and kissed his chest. I looked over and saw my pantyhose lying on the ground. I reached over and picked them up. In one swift movement I managed to tie Snape's hands to the head board. He didn't seem to comprehend what happened because he just gaped for a moment.

I moved my hand over his legs that were still in pants. I slowly undid them and slid them off, he even lifted his hips for me to slide them off. I think he might just break if all goes to plan.

I now moved my hands up his thigh and then, skipping his erection, went back up to his chest. Finally after he gave another groan of annoyance I took him in hand. He hitched in his breath and scooched further towards me. I smiled and gently stroked him. It wasn't even stroking. More like letting a millimeter of skin touch him. I bent down and let it into my mouth for a second. Then I let it out and looked at him.

"Do you want me to?" I asked coyly. Snape nodded once and sighed as I reached down and stroked him again. "Say that magic word." I teased.

"Now," Snape barked. I smirked. That was all I needed. I straddled him and let him sink into me. I was really getting the hang of this. Well we are married now so I guess I'm not a complete slut or whatever.

I fell asleep next to him and I only barely registered the fact that he was still tied up. I really didn't want to un-tie him yet so I just left him there.

A/N Please read and review. The reason I am taking so long to update is because I WENT BACK TO SCHOOL TODAY! Give me a break!