Marriage Plans

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"So... married in two days. And then... consummated within 24 hours of the wedding? Just great!" she groaned. She and Severus had retired to his office and were talking over cucumber sandwhiches.

"You accepted..." he accused flatly.

"Well, it was either be tied down to a death eater, be given to a death eater, be bored to death and have my intelligence stifled for the rest of my life, or you. I'd say those were pretty slim pickings!" she spat, groaning again, "I should've just gone with Ernie's brother!"

Severus merely shook his head at that. "The MacMillan's are known for being incredibly old fashioned. The moment you accepted they would have pulled you out of school, because they believe a woman's place is in the home."

"That's bull-" she stopped herself, "er... crap. Heh."

Severus raised an eyebrow, giving her a calculating look. "Yes, well... about the wedding..."

"Yeah... the wedding," Hermione said.

"Family only of course," he said.

"Well, even then it's still a pretty big wedding... what with your family, my parents, Harry, Luna, Neville, and the Weasleys," she said.

"They are not your family," he replied.

"They are so... they've been with me through everything. They're more like my family than my actual family. And if they can't be at my wedding then I guess we're both getting a trip to Azkaban," she said, putting the fakest, sweetest smile she could.

"Fine. They may come," he said in a forced voice. 'She's more like a Slytherin than anyone would've thought.'

Suddenly the door opened and Dumbledore strode in. "Sorry, but I couldn't help but overhear that you're having the wedding here, at Hogwarts. Am I to understand, then, that the staff is invited?"

Before Severus could protest Hermione stood up and walked over to him smiling. "Of course. He wouldn't dream of keeping my family out of the wedding."

Dumbledore beamed down at her, pulling her into a fatherly embrace. "You're more like a daughter to me than anything Hermione. If he ever gets to be too much, you can always come and talk to me."

"Thank you," she said, stepping away from him and turning to Severus, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have friends that I need to tell and parents that I still need to Owl about this little arrangement. Good evening."

"Good evening," he replied as she left the room.

"Now, I believe I know who all to invite, and shall therefore be assisting you in sending them out," Dumbledore said, sitting down across from Severus.

'If it weren't for the old man's outburst at breakfast I would think he had planned this... then again, he may have still...'

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