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Chapter 7.

Part 3. Reactions.

Hermoine sat in her parent's house biting her nails angrily. Prof. Snape had finally contacted her. He had requested to see her, to discuss their predicament. The fiend had actually used that word. She stood and walked over to the other chair and sat. She pulled her legs up only to bring them down again and walk around the room five minutes later. The man could still make her fume. She walked over to the window and shivered slightly; the room was a little cold. She closed the drapes pausing slightly; a crow sat on a branch looking straight at her. Shaking herself, she pulled the drapes and cast a spell to light the fireplace. She could hear the bird squawking outside.

Alessandra squawked angrily "that stupid twit" had drawn the drapes on her. Looking up she took flight to meet with her sister on the other side of the street. Their father had mentioned his meeting with their future stepmother, they had wanted to come along but he had said no, explaining they would be meeting her tomorrow evening along with their fiancées. They had protested because they wanted to show him their interest and worry but it had all been for nothing he had said no in the end.

Hermoine waited and waited it was almost a quarter to seven so she went to the small kitchen for a sandwich. That man, did he need that much attention? She looked down at her bologna sandwich and was about to pick it up when she heard a tapping at the back door turning around she was just in time to see an owl drop a letter at her doorstep. Walking over she opened the door and picked up the note.

Hermoine,

I know I kind of made fun of you yesterday morning at the meeting. And I want to say I'm sorry. I know that I'm an idiot. I don't think very much sometimes.

I wrote to Ginny and she sent me a howler about it. She and Seamus are still on their honeymoon. They don't know how lucky they are.

Anyways...

I want to thank you for your friendship and I would like to say good-bye. I have decided that I will not be getting married my bride was obviously chosen by Malfoy or Snape so you can imagine what I got stuck with.

I can only say thanks for helping me in school and for sitting next to me during the third year second semester potions exam because I copied from you without you knowing. Since I'm going into hiding I just thought I should come clean.

Good bye.

RON.

"He what! The little twirp copied from me! Well, I hope he got stuck with a wild banshee! How dare he!" Yelled Hermoine at the top of her lungs tearing the letter into little pieces before she walked into the library and threw it in the fire.

She watched the paper burn, when she felt the hair at the back of her neck stand she turned and jumped back when she saw Snape standing not two feet from her.

"Professor Snape! You startled me!" She squeaked out in surprise

"You did get my letter Ms. Granger?"

"Yes, certainly"

"Then I don't understand your surprise."

"I expected you to use the door that's all. I mean this is not the Magical World."

"Please explain why I would even consider that when I can simply apparate in here directly from my residence."

"Haven't you heard when in Rome-"

"I'm not Roman." Snape said getting angry.

"Well it's just that…that…that…"Hermoine stuttered not understanding why she felt so nervous.

"Do you have an illness in the family that I should be made aware of, a speech impediment perhaps?"

"No." she answered frowning. Then understanding dawned on her and she screamed more forcefully, "You are rude Prof. Snape!"

"No, I am only making a comment based on observation. You seem to be unable to make coherent dialogue and as you and I are to have children I would like to be made aware of any fact that might affect their health." He said looking at her unwaveringly. She remained silent.

"No? None?" He asked sarcastically. "Then I guess you are nervous in my presence."

"I am not nervous." She said her mind screamed liar, liar pants on fire!

"Ms. Granger. Please! Let's dispense with this bickering. I have taken the time and steps to help me accept our situation. And had hoped that you of all people would have the maturity to also deal with this as an adult and not as a coy little virgin of fifteen."

Hermoine said nothing blushing angrily.

"Professor It is not that I have not come to accept our situation as you say. It's just that I don't see why you should be so rude to me. I have only tried since the first day we met to do my very best as a student and as a witch but nothing has ever been good enough for you. I have not changed Professor nor will. I am as you call it "a know it all", but I'm a good one. I have a lot to offer any man that marries me so you are doing me no favors!"

"I never said I was Ms. Granger."

"Not in words sir. But your actions are so loud I can't hear you speaking."

"Oh please! And that means?"

"That means that I will be your wife in 4 and a half days-"

"Four and a half? Oh, of course you've done your homework."

"I simply did some calculations based on the number of couples-"

"Spare me Ms. Granger I was being sarcastic!

"Don't shut me up!" Hermoine said angrily. Her eyes were beginning to sting. Why was he being so mean?

"I was not shutting you up!"

"Were too. Look Professor," the girl said taking a deep breath to calm herself before she continued, "it is very obvious that you don't want me. You had to get drunk I'm sure to be able to come to terms with the idea of being married to me. But don't think that I will be your door mat. I know what I am worth. I deserve at least your respect because I know I have earned it. You are not the only one that has been put out by this. I have chosen to be happy for the rest of my life. You can either be part of that happiness or not."

"What sentiment! Really Ms. Granger save your dramatics for someone who-"

"Who what Professor? Who cares? Well, maybe I would if I could but I can't so, I'm making the best of it and so should you. There over 5,000 men in the same boat and I'm sure they are trying ."

Snape wanted to throttle her. The little bitch was actually giving him a lecture. Who the hell had died and left her in charge! Had he missed a fucking meeting?

"What's the matter Professor? A cat got your tongue or you are not man enough to –?" That's as far as Hermoinie got before Snape closed the distance and shook her with every word he spit out at her.

"You are a stupid little bitch you know nothing except what you read in books. You will be living in my world and leaving yours and not the other way around." More calmly but no less angrily he continued. "No I will not use the door, no I will not tolerate your muggle attitudes because you are not one nor am I. You will be part of my life, my house, with my name. I am not doing you any favors but neither are you. You speak of your self -worth but you chose like Mr. Potter to hide from it. He at the mutt's house and you here in your Mummy and Daddy's house."

"Don't you dare talk about Harry!" Shouted Hermoine angrily.

"Of course I won't! He will be family very soon."

Hermoine only clenched her jaw tightly. Maybe that's why she had been so nervous. There was nothing she could do about this. No book she could study. This was life, and marriage, and kids, and it scared her. Merlin! She had just turned seventeen and she was expected to marry and have children. How was anybody supposed to deal with that. Things were so different here in Muggle England, so normal.

"I don't want to get married." she whispered looking at Snape. " not because it's you. It's just that I can't. I know I have to but I'm afraid and you are not a patient person and you find me annoying and I probably am, a little. I don't know what to do. I need time. I need to get used to this." she confessed

"You have four and a half days. We'll begin immediately you'll call me Severus and I'll call you Hermione. "

"Professor-"

"Severus, I forbid you to call me Professor do it again and I'll beat you." Hermoine could only gasp.

"Hermoine being part of the Wizarding World is attractive; doing magic is a gift. But being part of our society comes with certain responsibilities. Responsibilities to family, blood, tradition, magic. You can't have your cake and eat it too. So, deal with it. "

"It'll be difficult."

"GET OVER IT AND FAST!" Said Snape firmly.

"I need you to attend dinner at 7 pm sharp at Snape Manor, you are to meet my daughters, their fiancées will also be there. Dress will be formal" he informed her making ready to leave.

"Formal?" she asked.

"Meaning a dress, I'm sure you own one." he clarified drily.

"I own several." She replied clenching her jaw again. Severus looked at her. Nasty habit she had of clenching her jaw. She's going to give herself a headache!

"Severus I want to ask something of you."

"Ask away." He said looking at the bookcase from the corner of his eye. Had something just moved in the shadows?

"I don't appreciate the tone you take with me." She said matter of factly.

"That sounds like a personal problem."

"You are making fun of me." she accused.

"No I am not. This is who I am. I will not change. I am not interested. Hermoine, choose your battles." He said before disapparating.

Hermoine stood looking at the empty spot. Closing her eyes she promised herself that he would. She was scared but she would get over it. Walking upstairs, she did not notice a crow sitting on the highest shelf of the bookcase, just like the one outside.

I said that I would have other characters in this chapter but I couldn't get them in. Next chapter. Dinner at Snape Manor and it hits the fan so wear raincoats or shields!