Sorry for not posting in such a long time but I got a horrible case of writer's block so I started writing another story, until it went away. I'm glad to say it's gone. Hooray!

Harry Potter And Co. belong to Rowling.

Chapter 14. Debts, Weddings and Weddings

Snape had spent a disagreeable morning and it had just gotten more disagreeable. The Potions Master was not a man who liked to spend money in fact it was the activity he disliked the most. He was not a miser but he did consider thriftiness one of the world's most underrated qualities. He was practically ecstatic when Potter refused Anasstassia's dowry, and though he would have been just as joyful over Lupin's refusal he would have definitely insisted on him taking some of the money. He would not have his daughter living a pauper. She was a Snape after all and so with that thought in mind, Snape had spent all morning taking care of Alessandra's dowry, Lupin would undoubtedly drop his boxers when he saw the amount he had deposited in his son-n-law's account! Oh Merlin! His son –n-law! He still could not get over the fact that that beast was now part of his family and that he, Severus Snape would be the grandfather to Lupin's offspring.

He had thought that things could not get any worse when he received an owl twenty minutes after he arrived to his Manor. Snape took the note from the owl and opened it his face went from curiosity to a look of utter fury. What the fuck was this! Who would know his family's secret name and what did they want.

"Head Of The House of The Black Serpent"

You are called on to pay on your honor, name and blood a debt to the one who calls on you. Come to THE MIDNIGHT TAVERN 3 hours after your wedding.

Your collector.

A debt. What was going on? Who in his family could owe a debt? Moreover to whom? The Midnight Tavern his favorite tavern was it a coincidence and why three hours after his wedding? Was this a set up? Was someone going to try to kill him? He crumbled the paper and tried to burn it, but it would not burn. No this was the real thing. A life debt owed by the head of his household in other words him. Bloody hell! He would have to go! He looked at the king size bed in his bedroom and cursed the timing.

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Rita Skeeter waited for her groom the reporter wore a heavy veil to cover up the warts she still carried. That malicious little monster had hexed her good and all because she asked a few innocent questions. Really, all he had to say was no comment and she would have backed off. Well, maybe not immediately but she definitely would have done it in the end. She looked at the clock and looked around. Everywhere were couples some were crying and somewhere smiling at each other and some like her were incomplete. Mr. Noseburger was no where to be seen not that she would have recognized him anyway she didn't know who he was and apart from the owl she had gotten she had had no communication with the wizard.

She waited and two minutes before the appointed time the door at the end of the hall slammed open. Three Aurors, stomped in dragging the scruffiest looking Wizard she had ever laid eyes on. The man was shouting at the top of his voice obscenities but the Aurors ignored him and just held on tighter as he was taken well actually dragged to his destination. Rita wished she had her camera with her, oh what a great story this would make! She wondered briefly who the bride to be was, what a prize that one would be taking home! The man is laughable; she thought joining in with the laughter of the whole room that had now stopped to look at the spectacle the man was creating.

"I tell you I was going to come back!"

"Yeah sure you were." Said one of the Aurors.

"I was, who would want to say no to marital bliss," asked the man.

"Shut up. Rita Skeeter, looking for Rita Skeeter." One of the Aurors aksed at the room full of people. People began looking around as they made the connection.

"Rita Skeeter!" The man asked once more.

"You don't think she tried to escape too?" asked another Auror.

"I hope not we have enough work as it is," answered the first.

"Look gentlemen. It's obvious she's not here." Tried the scruffy man.

"SHUT UP OR I'LL HEX YOU!" shouted the second Auror.

"All right all right no need to get angry." Answered the scruffy looking person looking around hopefully.

Rita stood frozen in her place. It couldn't be! This man could not be him! Oh it couldn't! It just couldn't! How was she supposed to procreate with this….this…this ….oh what was he?

The second Auror looked around impatiently and then took his wand and said, "Rita Skeeter apunta!" the wand glowed for a little while and then pointed in her direction. The Auror led by his wand came to stand before her.

"Rita Skeeter?"

"Yes" she whispered mournfully.

"This is yours" came the reply as Mr. Scruffmuffin was thrown at her feet.

Mr. Noseburger could do nothing but look up in equal shock and shout, "Bloody Hell!"

"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!" Rita shouted stepping back in disgust. The man was horrendous. He was not only filthy but he was one of the ugliest men she had ever come around. In addition, he was missing two of his teeth. He was just awful.

The wizards around the room erupted in laughter.

"Made for each other I'd say." Said one of the Aurors over the laughter.

Two minutes later a crying Rita Skeeter and a still shocked Mr. Noseburger were joined in matrimony. Then thanks to Mr. Noseburger's prior escape attempt, they were both escorted to a hotel room where they remained until their union was consummated.

A terrible frightened scream was heard from the room ten minutes after the couple was barricaded in. Rita had removed her veil.

Mr. Noseburger made his mind there and then that they would be having only one child.

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Hermoine couldn't believe her parents. People whom she though were completely beneath any kind of prejudice had berated her decision to marry Professor Snape on the grounds of his age and the fact that after all her study she would settle for being a baby factory. She had tried so hard to make them understand that things weren't like that but they hadn't listened. She had been left with no other choice but to go along with her plans without the support of her parents. She loved them dearly but she would not turn her back on her way of life.

She had packed her bags sadly and tried to think of all the good things that waited for her in the Wizarding World. Tomorrow she'd be married and that was that, she had never been so afraid in her life.

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The next morning Hermione and Snape were married Harry and Anasstassia as well as Remus and Alessandra attended the ceremony. It was just as short as her step-daughters's had been. Hermione received a hug from both Harry and Lupin and a kiss from the two girls who had now decided to call her Step Mama.

Hermione had again asked them to call her by her name but they said it would not be proper.

Two hours after she married, she found herself in Severus' rooms, well more accurately their rooms. Severus seemed impatient top get on with everything and she very soon found herself on the bed with her dress around her waist. Ten minutes later, it was all over and he was gone. She was fucking furious. She had saved herself for this! A ten-minute quickie! That son of a bitch!

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Snape sat at his favorite table drinking his favorite drink in his favorite tavern. Wanting to forget the insane fact that all he had gotten out of his first sexual encounter with his Virgin bride was a ten-minute quickie! Whoever had sent this would fucking pay for that! Severus had been surprised by Hermoine's virgin state. She had not let on to that little fact the last time he had been with her. In fact, if he remembered right she had been just as ready to go at it as him. Swearing profusely Severus drank his second whiskey in one swallow. Somebody better fucking show up or there would be hell to pay.

He was on his fourth whiskey when Snape saw a shadow fall over his table. Looking up he found himself in the presence of none other but Fudge himself or at least it looked like him, the man seemed to be in disguise. Now what the hell is the man up to?

Snape said nothing but pointed to a seat and Fudge quickly sat looking around nervously.

"Minister what an upleasant surprise."

"Indeed sir!"

"Indeed nothing. What do you want?

"Such hostility."

"Hostility? Minister you do not know the meaning of the word. It is three hours after my wedding day and my daughter is married to a Werewolf because of your government's policies."

"Let's not dwell on such things."

"I should be with my wife and I will be the grandfather to freaking puppies! So don't talk to me about not dwelling on things."

"Professor –"

"Lord Snape, my dear Minister."

"My apologies Lord Snape."

"There maybe those who do not care about custom my family and I still do. We know the meaning of honor, name and blood."

"Yes, your family has sacrificed much."

"We are still sacrificing."

"You are a hard man."

"Enough! What do you want?"

"I want you to help me rescue my only daughter from a cruel fate."

"What!"

"In turn I will do away with Lady Alessandra's marriage."