A week later I was sitting in my rooms when Albus appeared in my fire.

"Ms. Granger, Can I see you in my office"

"Yes certainly, is anything wrong?"

"Not yet, but I have a feeling something might be soon."

"Alright I'll be there right away."

I put down the copy of Pride and Prejudice having already read it through twice. I just couldn't seem to get enough of it. I dreamed so much of finding my Mr. Darcy. Someone to challenge me and respect me and love me all at once. I mean sure, he was rough around the edges, but what girl didn't want there very own Mr. Darcy? I looked myself over in the mirror and said with a sigh:

"This is about as good as it gets"

I left my rooms and found myself walking fast, anxious to see what was so important.

As I reached the gargoyle statue I stated the password "Reese's" and climbed upwards. I knocked on the door and heard him say that I was to enter. When I walked in who did I see?

"If this is another set up plan, I'm leaving"

"Ms. Granger, this is more than that. The ministry is pushing for you decision and as it seems Mr. Malfoy is getting anxious, they said if you have not decided for yourself in the next two yas and married said individual, they will arrange you and Mr. Malfoy together."

"Bull Shit! That's what this is!"

"Ms. Granger restrain yourself. I will not have my woman walking around cursing every where like an ignorant child" Snape said sneering at the words "woman" and "child"

"If you ever call me your 'woman' again so help me Merlin I will make you wish for death"

"Feelings aside, I have arranged for you to marry Severus tomorrow evening. I should hope you would spend the remainder of the time until then to get to know each other."

-- Next day--

I gazed out the window for a moment realizing it was raining quite heavily. How perfect a rainy wedding day. I smiled grimly and looked through my wardrobe for something suitable, or at least something to transfigure. I came across my black formal, which had a long skirt and corseted top, and thought that this would be most appropriate. A black wedding indeed. It would be best, it was after all my most formal, just change the color a bit. I pondered leaving it, showing up to my Wedding in a black dress. But no, a ministry official would be there and we wanted it to look at least a little bit real. I thought and decided the best way to pick a color would be to try it on. I put on the dress and thought of colors, I tried white but wanted to move away from traditional looks. Red was next, no, too Scarlet O'Hara. First dark blue, then light. Light blue looked actually pretty good. After all the colors were tried I decided I wanted more than one color. I put black lace on the top of the corset and added material to the skirt to make it, for lack of a better term, poofy. It cut out in the middle and had red silk lined with black lace. The corset was white and the top layers of the skirt were white. All satin and lace. I looked in the mirror and one word came to mind "wicked". I had enough white to pass off as a pleasant bride, but enough red and black to show some malice. I transfigured one of my hats into a white top hat with netting coming down that settled below my chin. Then lace gloves with the fingers cut out, white of course. My shoes were a pair of combat boots charmed to be white dress boots with a slight heel. I charmed my hair into soft curls on top of my head with the hat positioned on top. My make up was really quite simple. Black eyeliner and grey eye shadow, Red lips, and base. If looks could kill.

Soon after McGonagall arrived to escort me down. She looked at me and smiled.

"My dear, you look ready for anything, ready to knock 'em dead and win 'em over" I know she was trying to cheer me up. But it was true.

"Is it too inappropriate to ask if there is any liquor in the house?"

"Yes, you are not going to be drunk at your wedding."

"Do you think its too much?" I said finally thinking that maybe it was too Vaudeville and Masquerade.

"I think it's you." She sighed deeply and continued "It shows that you are doing this but you're not very happy about it, and that you are determined to make this YOUR show"

I smiled toothily "Good! Where is the ceremony?"

"Room of Requirement. It has been set up by Severus and Albus to what they thought was suitable." She then looked slightly troubled. "Oh Merlin, I just thought, welet the men handle the setting. I hope they didn't do too much or too little. Oh what if Severus made it rain? What if Albus put flowers everywhere? What if…."

"Minerva, breathe! It is ok; It is not the end of the world."

"I suppose your right"

"Now, let's go. I want to get this over with."

As we walked down the halls I remember the happenings of yesterday,

Severus and I had resigned to the plan and talked civilly for a time. There was much bickering and argumentation at first, but I fund that he was very knowledgeable and shared my love of books, and thirst for knowledge. He was very rough around the edges and didn't talk about himself much, if ever. I did get to see his personal lab, which was quite the experience, I did notice that there wasn't any dust; I resolved to ask him which charm he used, I hated cleaning very much.

He also seemed to be a descent cook, and had a small kitchen. His rooms were very adequate, mostly in dark woods and deep rich colors of Burgundy, Sapphire and Emerald. I was pleased to not find all green everywhere or even worse, chains and the typical dungeon scene. He snorted when I mentioned this and asked if they STILL had that rumor floating around. Apparently he had placed a glamour charm on his rooms to scare a student one year, making it look like the typical dungeon scene. Needless to say, Albus was not pleased.

His sense of humor was brash and sometimes sadistic, but understandable to an intelligent individual. There were no family pictures around, infact the only things that decorated his rooms were statues and busts, plaques for accomplishments and gasp BOOKS! EVERYWHERE! Tons of them, I had to restrain myself greatly at the sight of them. From the tug at the corner of his mouth, he could tell I was restraining myself from hugging each bookcase. Most of the books were dealing with potions of course but they ranged from new, within the last year or so, to very old, dating back to B.C. times. Books this old were in cases or on special shelving to preserve the knowledge they contained.

The only thing I hadn't seen was the Bedroom. I wondered what I would find. Maybe handcuffs? NO! That was just silly….. Or was it?

Then I gulped loudly and remembered, 'Oh god, the wedding night!'

The door to the room was right in front of us now.

I guess my expression showed all as Minerva patted my arm lightly and gave me a reassuring smile. Then she reached forward and opened the door.

As I saw inside I gasped.

Who would have thought……?

HAHA! Cliffhanger! Aren't I just evil? Well in short it's the middle of the night and I got inspired! Hopefully this will happen again soon and I will have the wedding chapter up for you. I know her dress is a bit extravagant, But I couldn't let her have an ordinary wedding dress, It was inspired from I don't rly know where, some where deep inside me I guess. Well I've always wanted red and black on my wedding dress so, that could be part of it….

Sorry for the long wait, hope it was worth it!

3 LFJ

Next Chapter: To love and honor