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There is a scene in the chapter that has got some making out. I'm sure you've all made out at one time or another so no negative comments please. We are all mature; well we're supposed to be anyway.

Next chapter will have some mature theme also, you've been warned.

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CHAPTER 9.

Part 2. Dinning with the Snapes.

Dinner was a tense affair but Snape seemed oblivious. Nothing could be further from the truth. It just seemed to him that his steak and potatoes held more merit and did him more good than those around him.

They were not a very happy group. Remus and Harry were speaking to each other ignoring their fiancées who looked like they were about to blow a fuse. The Twins were never ever ignored, "well too bad there was always a first time" thought Harry, maliciously.

Hermoine was trying hard to sit still. The dress she had picked out itched making her very uncomfortable. She had tried to make conversation with the Twins but had received yes and no answers and had quit after a couple of times. Sighing she brought all her attention to Snape who seemed to be enjoying his dinner a little too much. The man was cutting his steak with such gusto it made her cringe.

After what seemed like an eternity, they finally made it to dessert. The desserts were laid out in a large cart and two house elves jumped around eagerly waiting to serve the guests. The cart held cakes, pastries and ice cream as well as teas, different flavored coffees, hot chocolate and punch, really, it was a delight.

Harry who loved ice cream, much to his fiancée's dislike had a banana split. Banana splits were not a dignified dessert. He could have cared less and attacked the ice cream like there was no tomorrow. His fiancée did her father proud and ignored him. Harry noticed it and damned The Ministry once more and proceeded to grab a piece ofpie. The words "a growing boy" came to mind as he swallowed his pie and went for a second piece closely followed by a third. By this time, his fiancée had lost all hope of him being ill. No one with that appetite would be dying soon unless it was from heartburn. No, he'd live for a long time and he'd be in charge of the money. In charge! Oh no, time for some kissing up she thought and shyly smiled at him. Harry ignored her. He was getting a cold and the damn marble was not helping.

Remus sat eyeing his German chocolate cake and felt his fiancée looking at him. He looked up stared at her openly she had pissed him off earlier. She had royally pissed him off and he was getting angrier by the second. She looked at him acting as if he wasn't there. "You think you can ignore me, we'll see." thought Remus a second before his eyes turned a gold yellow and he allowed her to see an ounce of the wolf he carried inside him. The effect was frightening and the girl yelped and dropped her spoon making a loud sound that echoed through out the dining room.

The change came and went in a split second and when those around him turned to her his features were normal and there was a look of concern on his face. Embarresed she didn't dare look up for the rest of the meal. Remus went back to his dessert, enjoying it thoroughly.

Snape new the Twins were a pain and he loved them for it but they would soon be married. True his sons-n-laws were not what he would have chosen but he was sure the girls would make the best of it. He looked from Remus to Harry and then looked down in disgust cutting into the cheesecake forcefully. The only thing that had saved the situation was his marriage and knowing there would be sons to carry on the family name. In fact, he would have married again even if the Ministry had not taken it upon itself to pick out a wife for him just to make sure the Snape fortune went to Snapes and not to another branch of the family. He looked over to Hermoine, he had to admit she wasn't all that bad looking….not like Weasley's fiancée. He had heard about her, she was supposed to be hideous.

Snape decided to leave the couples to their own devices and started chatting with Hermoine about the house's history.

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Dessert was finally over and the couples rose to go to the library. Snape offered Hermoine his arm and walked away pointing out the carvings along side the windows.

Harry rose and began walking away when someone cleared her throat; he turned around and saw Anastassia looking at him mortified. She was standing by the table waiting for him, her eyes shooting daggers.

He looked at her and held out his arm exasperated. When she looked at him doubtfully, Harry asked annoyed "Well, are you coming or not!" and moved to follow Snape and Hermoine, Anastassia walked next to him frowning.

"If you frown you'll get wrinkles." Was all he said. She gasped and Harry giggled uncontrollably, which only made her angrier.

Mean while….

Remus moved predatorily over to his fiancée. She stood stock still. Making eye contact he offered her his arm, nervously she took it and walked out with him. Remus felt a little sorry for her but growled in her ear "Don't worry I don't bite unless provoked." Alessandra turned to him and then looked straight ahead not wanting to provoke. Remus had to bite the inside of his mouth to not laugh out loud.

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In the library …

The couples sat in the Library.

"Well let's make this short we all have things to do I'm sure. You are both to marry my daughters tomorrow Alessandra at 9:40 and Anastassia at 10:15. Both of my daughters will receive dowries. Half of the money will be put in the husband's name the other half will be left in their names so they can have some financial freedom."

"I don't agree." Harry said.

Snape sighed; Anastassia gasped in shock and argued, "It's my money."

"Actaully it isn't. It's your father's and I say no. So that's that. I believe I have to accept it too and I don't."

"B- b- but…..you can't be serious." Stuttered Anastassia.

"But, but I am." Mimicked Harry and then added offhandedly, "Sorry I don't agree with this dowry business."

"I wish to make it a gift to my daughter on her wedding day." tried Snape.

"If you wish to do that I can't stop you. But any monetary gifts she gets have to go to my account, I will give her a monthly allowance based on the size of the gift." Said Harry closing Snape off again. Can't handle your fiancée, he'd show him.

"Father, he can't do that!" cried Anastassia.

"Yes he can.," answered Snape watching Harry closely.

"Yes I can and I will."

"…But why? I can handle my money." argued Anastassia looking at Harry angrily.

"Your money yes but it's not yours it's his. All gifts have to go through the husband. I believe that's the custom." Harry said turning to Snape who nodded.

"If it's custom we're talking about then why can't I get a dowry?" She countered.

"Because I don't want your dowry," stated Harry firmly.

"But I do!" she shouted making the cups explode. Snape scowled at her and she managed to settle down a bit.

Harry eyed her with a look of boredom and said. "Parlor tricks? I'm not impressed. It's not your decision to make anyway"

"Your cruel" cried Anastassia tears rolling down her cheeks. That wasn't fair she wanted her own money. She sat trying hard to control herself but she couldn't help crying. She was a banshee it's what banshees did after all. Snape looked away banshees could captivate you with their crying and he wasn't about to fall into that trap.

Hermoine looked on knowing better than to interfere but felt a strange sense of sympathy for Anastassia.

"Call it what you like. Professor, is it settled?" asked Harry turning from Anastassia to Snape.

Snape could have argued until he was blue in the face, but he chose not to. Harry would not change his mind and of course, a monetary gift was less expensive than a dowry.

"Agreed?" Harry prompted.

"Agreed." And they both rose to shake hands. A contract popped out of nowhere and they both signed the agreement. Anastassia only sobbed albeit more quietly.

Hermoine couldn't stand it any longer, walked over, and sat next to the girl. " Really Harry!" she said to him taking the girl's hands in hers. Harry looked at Hermoine offended.

Anastassia almost withdrew her hands but decided against it. Her future stepmother was one of her fiancee's best friends she could be useful, thought Anastassia and allowed herself to be comforted.

"Well, Lupin what about you? I intended to give Alessandra a dowry too." Snape looked over to Remus.

"Go ahead but it goes into my account." Answered Remus not looking at Alessandra.

Alessandra sighed in relief. She didn't care that she didn't control the money so long as they had some. Money brought status to the family; money meant a bigger house, more clothes, acceptance into a certain circle of people. She had her father's name, Harry Potter was her brother -n-law, and now she had a sizeable dowry. Glancing over at Remus she thought, things could be worse. Listening to her sister sobbing angrily, she definitely knew they could. There were possibilities now and possibilities could be exploited. She would have to be very intelligent about the whole thing more so than her sister.

"Very well" agreed Snape. A second pop was heard and a scroll and pen appeared. The contract was signed and hands were shaken. Really there was nothing to argue here. He looked over to Alessandra who sat quietly; he could tell she was thinking, weighing everything. Good for her!, thought Snape. She had made several mistakes tonight but she would learn. She had everything to gain and everything to lose. Alessandra could only divorce if there were no children; werewolves were notorious for large litters. He could almost put his money on Alessandra becoming pregnant first. Once a child was born, she was stuck with the wolf 'till death. It would be up to her to make sure the family went up in the Wizarding World.

Anastassia would have to be smarter from now on. Harry had one thing in his favor he was too young to be captivated by her beauty so she would have to find another way to make things work in her favor.

"Well that out of the way. I think it's time I leave." Harry said standing. His leg was beginning to bother him and he felt the cold in all its glory.

"Me too. Tomorrow will be an early day for us. Anastassia, Alessandra, Hermoine I take my leave." Said Remus bowing to each of them. "Severus. Good night and thanks for your hospitality" he added shaking hands.

Harry did the same but when he walked over to Anastassia to kiss her good bye he sneezed into her hand. She tried hard not to gag for the second time. Hermoine glared at him and Snape frowned and only nodded in Harry's direction instead of shaking hands.

Harry and Remus left together, both men had plenty to talk about.

The Twins went to bed their minds in turmoil; marriage would indeed be more than parties and expensive dresses. They lay in their beds thinking about all the possibilities before them.

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Severus took Hermoine home. She was dazed to say the least. The night had proved unlike anything she could have imagined. She had remained quiet through out Harry's and Remus's good byes. Now her mind was exploding with questions.

Severus escorted her to her parents' house he watched her; unwilling to leave her just yet.

"Do you have anything to drink?" He asked her.

"No, I'm sorry." Snape frowned and apparated a glass of whisky in his hand.

"Sit down." she said pointing to one of the sofas as she sat on the couch.

Severus waited for her to sit and then sat on the couch next to her. She was startled but said nothing.

He looked at her and ran his hand down her face in a soft caress. She turned wanting to ask some questions but came to the realization that he wanted to make out with her.

Oh Merlin! "I'm a little tired Severus" she said wanting to get rid of him but not knowing how to go about it.

Severus ignored her and brought his mouth down on hers as his hand ran down her neck and her arm. He kissed her lightly coaxing her lips open and then deepened the kiss. Hermoine was breathing hard; she felt the blood ringing in her ears. His tongue was playing with hers thrusting it into her mouth, making her moan loudly. His hand traveled to her thigh and pulled her skirt up while his other hand pushed her down on the couch. He ran his hand up and down the inside of her thighs. He bent and kissed her again nipping her tender flesh causing her to yelp in pain. He paused slightly giving her a chance to protest but she didn't and instead thrust her hips to him. He continued massaging her thighs feeling the heat from her, moving up he touched her through her panties and was rewarded by a soft whimper. He wanted her but decided he had to quit now or he might not be able to stop at all. "Not yet Hermoine." He whispered hoarsely.

Snape had wanted to see what Hermoine was all about. He hated prudes and Hermoine had always struck him as one, he did not want a prude little virgin on their wedding night. He was pleased to prove she wasn't one. Cupping her breasts he kissed them through her dress and then rose very reluctantly and apparated back home.

Hermoine lay there for a while she could still feel his hands and mouth on her. She touched her cheeks they were warm, the kissing behind the bookshelves in Hoggwarts' library was nothing compared to this. She wondered if she should tell him she was a virgin and decided against it. What did it matter they would be married in two days.

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Next chapter will be: The Weddings.