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Chapter 12

"Damn it, Granger! Get a move on," Severus snapped for his place by the fireplace. The wedding was set to start in ten minutes and they were running late. Ginny already sent a howler that morning when Hermione had not shown up at nine that morning, as planned.

"I'm coming! Fucking hair!" Hermione shouted. "It's all your fault, if you hadn't distracted me with your hard dick all night I would have remembered to put the frizz serum in my hair," Hermione huffed as she threw her hair in a bun and stocked over to the fireplace. "Well, lets go," she said as she looked at Severus with a classic Professor McGonagall stare, it almost rivaled Severus's stare but not quite.

"Watch yourself witch, or we won't be making it to the wedding." Severus warned. He could feel himself begin to stir, as he thought of how he'd like to show his witch just how hard his dick could get.

Hermione just rolled her eyes and climbed into the fireplace with Severus, calling out for the burrow.

"What do you mean he isn't coming?" Ginny shouted at Fred and Bill.

"I'm sorry Gin, he just said he wasn't coming." Bill replied trying to calm her down, knowing that if he didn't she would go after Harry and he did not want Harry going after him.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked as she rushed to Ginny's side, taking over for Bill. He eyed Severus, debating on whether or not to say what was going on. It wasn't that he didn't trust Severus; he just didn't want to aggravate his baby sister anymore then she already was or to piss the older man off. Seeing Severus shake his head and leave the room told Bill that the older man had figured out what the trouble was. "Ron refuses to show up for the wedding."

"That selfish prat!" Hermione spat. "Okay, this is what we are going to do. Ginny go finish getting ready, Bill go make sure that Harry is getting ready as well, and Fred, get George, and then go find mum and make sure she doesn't try to kill your brother." Hermione walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. "Severus, I need to go handle things with Ron. I need you to come with me to make sure I don't kill the little prick!" She was beyond livid. How dare he ruin his sister's wedding day! It's one thing to be a prick to Severus and me, but his sister? Stomping back to the fireplace with Severus, Hermione called out "12 Grimmauld Place."

"I am so glad I'm not Ron, yet so disappointed I can't be there to see this." Fred said with a chuckle before heading upstairs to find George and check on his mother.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY!" Hermione yelled from the kitchen of Harry's house. Severus cringed, knowing that he had been lucky enough to not have this level of rage focused on him. But if he was being honest with himself, the fire in her eyes and the glow the righteous anger brought to her skin turned him on. Today's going to be a long day if she keeps this up. He thought to himself as he smirked at the paled skin and stark fear filling the eyes of Ronald Weasley.

"What do you want?" Ron said, his voice squeaking as if he was going through the change again. "And why is that greasy gi-"

"Shut up and sit down. Now!" Hermione cut him off and pointed at a chair next to her. "Now please do explain why you feel you have the right to ruin your baby sister's wedding. Why you feel that you have a right to be disrespectful to Severus," Hermione crossed her arms, popping her left hip out, placing most of her weight onto her left foot while she went about tapping her right foot. "I'm waiting," She said in a tone that rivaled Severus's scariest tone he saved for just the members of the Gryffindor household.

"I thought it would be best if I wasn't there if that grea… I mean, if Severus was going to be there," Ron mended quickly when he saw Hermione's hand twitch.

"Well making this decision on such short notice is not acceptable Ronald, and trust me when I say I will not hold your mother back once the wedding is over." Hermione turned from Ron as Harry came into the kitchen.

"Don't worry about it, Mia," He said before he smacked Ron on the back of the head. "Ah, Severus. Glad you came along. I know it's rather short notice and I'll understand if you decline, but would you do me the privilege of being my Best Man?" Ron gasped at this. He never expected Harry to not take his side on this.

"I would be honored, Potter. Thank you." With that Severus and Harry walked up stairs to where the rest of the Grooms Men where waiting.

"You just have to take everything away from me, don't you?" Ron accused of Hermione.

"You have no one to blame but yourself, Ronald. If you hadn't been so selfish this wouldn't have happened. I didn't take anything from you." Hermione turned to the fireplace.

"That's crap and you know it! Why did you have to save him? He was nothing but cruel to Harry and me. He was crueler to you then us. I just don't get how you could throw us away and go for some old man?" Ron shot at her, causing her to turn to face him.

"What are you talking about? We were never anything, Ronald. Besides he had to be cruel. He was a bloody double agent you dunderhead!" Hermione shouted. She was tired of people trying to make out Severus to be the cold-blooded murderer he had to act like. "Do you want things to go back to how they use to be? Muggle borns running in fear of their lives? Harry having to face half the wizarding world of Britain?"

"Of course not, and you know that's not what I meant." Ron whined. "What do you mean we weren't anything? What about all those times in the tent in the woods?"

"What? You think I didn't snuggle up with Harry while you were gone? It was bloody cold out and to stay alive we were sharing body heat. Nothing else." Hermione turned towards the fireplace again. "Just so you know, Harry would lay on the other side of me. How you hadn't figured that out is beyond me," she said over her shoulder, deciding not to hold anymore punches

"Bitch." Ronald called out to Hermione, but before she could say or do anything to Ron, Severus's booming voice filled the kitchen.

"You despicable flubberworm of a human!" With that Severus plowed his fist into Ron's nose, breaking it. Just then Molly Weasley, matriarch of the Weasley family, walked into the kitchen.

"Hermione, dear, go make sure Ginny is doing alright. Severus, be a doll, and go finish getting the rest of the Grooms Men ready. The seamstress should still be up there, and able to alter Ron's vest and such to fit you," Molly's voice though pleasant, had an underlining cold steal to it, causing Hermione to quickly kiss Severus, before they all went on their way. They all may have tempers to fear, but none where as fearsome as Molly's. "Now you Ronald Bilius Weasley, you and I are going to have a little talk."

Severus shook his head as he smirked at Harry before they continued up the stairs. If he hadn't been coming back down to kiss his witch goodbye he never would have heard Ron, but Merlin's beard was he happy he had. Bloody prat, he's lucky all I did was break his nose, Severus thought as he walked into one of the many rooms of 12 Grimmauld Place, behind Harry.

Date posted: 2/20/2012