Chapter 21: To Serve Two Masters
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The Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts...
Once again Severus Snape found himself in Albus Dumbledore's office making his weekly report on not only the activities of the dark lord but his young wife and her friends as well. He had reported how he happened upon him while on assignment for the dark lord and how they were very nearly captured by some lesser death eaters. He expressed how much he had been upset with his wife for endangering not only herself but also their unborn child. The older wizard simply watched him with his blue eyes doing that unnerving twinkle that always made Snape's skin crawl.
"Sounds like you've had quite the week." said Dumbledore when he had finished his tale.
"There's still a lot more war to go around." said Snape with a sigh.
"Indeed it is." replied The Headmaster. "You've done well Severus...extremely well...tell me how are things with you and Miss Granger."
Snape narrowed his eyes at his employer.
"Mrs. Snape is doing well." he said putting emphasis on her having his last name. "There a a few minor issues concerning the pregnancy that I am not accustomed to dealing with but she seems fine none the less, Poppy gave them both a clean bill of health the last time we visited the infirmary."
Dumbledore nodded.
"And how are things with Bellatrix?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.
Snape narrowed his eyes at the old coot.
"I wouldn't know." he said bitterly. "But of course you already knew that seeing as you have been spying on me for quite some time."
Dumbledore gave him that.
"I suppose I do." he said.
Snape scoffed.
At least the old man wasn't fool enough to deny it.
"If you don't mind my saying so my boy, you and she were quite an odd mix." said Dumbledore.
"Like fire and ice." said Snape thinking of the deranged witch briefly. "But that's none of your business...I will do my job and I will do it well...what I chose to do with my cock however is none of your concern."
Dumbledore sighed at the young wizard's use of vulgar terms. He knew Severus had taken this approach as a last warning for him to stay out of his business lest he take the time to really divulge the truth. A truth the elder wizard was loathed to hear.
Snape sighed bitterly.
"Will that be all Headmaster?" he asked. "I do have a pregnant witch to look after."
Dumbledore considered the information and nodded.
"Of course Severus." he said. "Do give Miss Granger my best."
Snape bristled at the use of her maiden name.
"I will tell Mrs. Snape that you send the warmest regards." he said before walking out of the office.
As he left Dumbledore started to chuckle softly to himself. His familiar Fawkes fluttered about happily.
"You know something Fawkes, I do believe that this marriage has had a positive effect on Severus." he said joyfully.
The Corridors, Hogwarts...
Snape made his way down the long corridor, the clicking of his dragon hide boots against the stone floor had been the only sound around for a time. His lengthy raven hair rose and fell with each brisk step. He caught a glimpse of his wife and her friends as they made their way toward Transfiguration class. Her amber eyes locked onto his obsidian ones and he treated her with a small smirk before making his way toward his classroom. He had a busy day with 3rd year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.
Ginny smirked as she watched the small exchange between husband and wife.
"I think he's checking you out." she whispered playfully to Hermione who smirked at her friend's ploy.
"Was he now?" asked Hermione giggling.
"I think you were checking him out too." said Ginny.
"Well of course." said Hermione. "What woman wouldn't?"
Harry shook his head finding his stomach growing more and more nauseated by the second. He had not liked to think about Hermione being with Snape. Let alone have the images of his most hated enemy and his best friend shagging in his head. Ron had been blissfully unaware of the conversation and the fact that Snape had married Hermione. Ginny had decided telling him would be too much of a risk given his tendency to blab to everyone in the school. Not to mention his affection of Hermione.
"The git is probably plotting something as we speak." said Ron watching as Snape disappeared from view.
Hermione shook her head and walked into class taking her seat.
Throne Room, Unknown Location...
No sooner had Severus walked passed his young wife did his arm start burning with the command of the dark lord to return to him and up date him on the progress of the Orders arrangements with Harry Potter as well as how things were going with Hermione Granger's corruption. Snape had repressed the whole bit about her being pregnant with every fiber of his being when the dark lord viciously invaded him mind.
The despot had laughed manically as he watched Hermione writhe in ecstasy below the powerful thrusts of her Potions Master. He had been most pleased with his loyal follower and turned his attention toward rewarding him.
"You have done well S-S-Severus-s-s-s." hissed the despot.
"Thank you my lord." said Snape appearing grateful.
"Mudblood cunt is rather taxing on the cock wouldn't you say?" asked Voldemort.
"Occasionally." replied Snape keeping his panic well hidden. "But, I am more than willing to complete my tasks."
"Indeed." replied Voldemort. "It is-s-s time for your reward, S-S-Severus-s-s."
Snape bowed his head as Voldemort whispered the usual incantation.
"Bellatrix!" bellowed the despot.
In minutes the deranged witch came at his beck and call. Submissive as ever and dutiful in her regard for him.
"You sent for me my lord?" she asked as if she had not know what would be next.
"Give S-S-Severus-s-s-s' cock the true Pureblood attention that it deserves-s-s-s." hissed Voldemort with a wicked smile. "Entertain me!"
With a wave of his wand both Bellatrix and Snape had been standing before him naked. She was bound to the cold stone floor and Snape approached her, his eyes glowing from the heated lust that seemed to radiate off him.
Malfoy Manor, Wizarding World...
Lucius Malfoy had been well on his way to the study when he heard Both Severus and Bellatrix come through the floo. Snape had been dressed and no worse for wear but Bellatrix had been bleeding and weak from being submitted to Voldemort's more base tendencies. He had not gotten his blood thrill with Severus as he was saved by a good report while Bellatrix had made no progress and incurred his wrath in addition to Snape's brutal antics.
The handsome albino blond's eyes widened when he got a look at the bruised and beaten Bellatrix.
"What the hell...?" he started before he was cut off by Severus.
"Help me get her into her room." he had said.
Lucius had not seen his friend's eyes so full of compassion since he had been 17 years old and Bellatrix was first brought back to the house after LeStrange set upon her.
They managed to get Bellatrix into her usual room before Snape kicked Lucius out in a bid to get started on healing the beaten witch. Her pale flesh marred by scars and stained with the crimson of her blood.
"Bella." said Snape giving the witch a glimpse of the boy she use to know.
She let the empty tears stream down her round cheeks and remained silent. Snape healed her wounds and applied her salve. He softly stroked her cheeks wiping away her tears. He couldn't stop thinking about that dream and what it meant.
"Bella if you were pregnant would you tell me?" he asked in a curiously innocent tone.
She looked at him astonished. They had not even spoken about the loss of their first child and that was 20 years ago now here he was speaking about having a child with her.
Then she closed her eyes giving herself over to the drowsy effects of sleep.
After an hour or so of monitoring her recovery, Snape emerged from the room.
Lucius had been standing by interested in the news of her condition.
"How is the crackpot?" he asked trying to remain in good humor despite the atmosphere.
"She'll be fine after a few days of rest." said Snape.
Lucius nodded.
"And you?" he asked.
"I have to get back to my wife." said Snape.
He went over to the floo, threw in a handful of powder into the flames. They turned emerald as he called out his destination.
"Make sure she gets her rest." said the Potions Master before stepping through.
Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons,Hogwarts...
Snape flopped down in his leather arm chair. He had been exhausted beyond belief as well as concerned for Bellatrix. Wither or not she is or would become pregnant only added to his stress. Hermione's hormones had been another cause to worry as she became more and more unbalance in terms of her mood. Any little thing sent the young witch into crying fits.
Not to mention her complaints about having sore breasts and her repeated tendency to eat all of his toffee nut bars. It was amazing he had any left. She was able to sniff them all out like a blood hound.
After a few more minutes of mental complaint, Snape fell asleep in his armchair. Where Hermione found him when she arrived after finishing her classes. She kissed him on the lips and silently made her way toward the bed room. She was in need of a nap of her own after trying to keep up with her usual rigorous scheduled and being pregnant. As soon as Hermione's head hit the pillow she was out. What a pair they were, the Potions Master and his young wife falling asleep in the middle of the afternoon.
As if he sensed her presence Snape drowsily made his way into the bed room and laid beside a sleeping Hermione.