A/N: I don't own Hermione or Severus

Warning: mentions of sex and fade to black

word count: 515

"What do you mean we're married?' Hermione screeched. Severus barely raised his head.

"Apparently that little slip up last night led to something resembling consquences this time, Miss Granger, or should I say Mrs. Snape?" he drawled. Hermione put a hand on her hip and glared at him.

"Explain"

"You called me 'yours'."

"I do that most of the time. You're my dungeon bat," she laughed.

"Well, last night was the first time I recropcated that notion, and combined with what we did,t the heat of the moment -"

"So that shouldn't have made us married."

"It was a binding, in both word, deed, and intent."

"You accidentally bound yourself to me in a magical marriage contract?" Hermione asked. "Or did I bind myself to you?"

"Yes, on both accounts. We bound ourselves to each other, Hermione. I should have known this tryst would lead to consequences I'm sorry. I know you had intent to wed Weasley."

"It's the other way around. He had intentions to wed me, I had intentions to hex him into next week the next time he proposes. So, if we're actually married, wait, is there a way to prove it?" she asked, sitting down on the edge of Severus' desk. He looked her over for a moment.

"You could let Weasley kiss you. If we are truly bound, he would be hexed or cursed for trying to interfere with our bond."

"Tempting," Hermione commented. "So tempting... I'm going to guess this is one of those 'til death do we part bonds?" she asked, leaning back so she could meet Severus' eyes.

He nodded.

"Yes."

"I see, so if either of us were to, be unfaithful..."

"They would suffer greatly. No, it would not break the bond, not one this strong."

"There is absolutely no way to break this?" Hermione asked, her eyes sparkly as a smile crossed her face. Severus had never seen her look so beautiful when she was scheming.

"No."

"Perfect! Now, I can't marry Ron! He can ask and ask and pester forever and I can't say 'yes'! This is like the best birthday and Christmas presents wrapped together," she exclaimed, turning and kissing Severus passionately. Her lips tasted like strawberry and for a brief moment, Severus debated taking her right there on his desk. She slowly broke the kiss and stared at him.

"Nor can anyone else marry you, Hermione."

"Why would I want to do that, marry someone else? I'm married, abet accidentally, to the wizard I love, and no one can take me from you, not even Ron. This is the happiest day of my life, Severus. I love you," she stated, kissing him again. He stared at her for a moment, a smile slowly spreading across his face. Hermione was happy – with him! Hermione loved him.

"I love you too, my beautiful, brilliant Hermione. We should probably announce our new status, at some point."

"At some point," she agreed, pulling him in for another kiss, one he eagerly returned as he wordlessly cast a locking charm on the door to his office.