Dumbledore's Pawn | A Snamione Fanfiction

Hermione found herself in front of Dumbledore's entrance to his office. Being Prefect, it had the advantage of knowing the password. Muttering it, the Griffin staircase began to swirl upwards towards Dumbledore's floor. Walking up the stairs in anger. She couldn't believe she was matched with Professor Snape, now she had to live with him! It made her blood boil. Wrapping on the door four times, she then heard the headmaster say "come in."

She opened the door, it was as if she had blinders on. Only seeing Dumbledore. Not who was across from him to the side. Rambling on.

"Pardon me sir but this marriage law is ridiculous. They are forcing people on each other." Hermione began. "It isn't right, what is wrong with them? and my match, my match is Professor Snape. He's old, mean, vile, he bully's students he..."

It was then she noticed the tall, dark, greasy haired man that she was describing. Hermione gulped, her cheeks flushed. She felt fear in the pit of her stomach. She bad-mouthed a teacher, in front of their face. She was so embarrassed.

"Well Ms. Granger, I guess I'm evil aren't I." He Sneered.

"P-Professor Snape..., I'm so sorry."

"No need to apologise, I'm not really pleased I'm matched with you either."

Dumbledore clapped his hands to get their attention.

"Now, you two. This is a good opportunity for saving the wizarding world. If you joined the ranks with the death eaters, we'd have another double agent. As his fiancee, you'd he expected to support and respect his decisions. Which would give us some Intel."

They looked at each other, and back at the headmaster.

"You two are to move in with each other. Get to know one another, the other may surprise you. Severus will tell you what is going on and you will be a good wife to be. Is that clear?"

They nodded silently, trying to put their negative feelings aside.

"Now, your things have been moved to Severus' private quarters. You will be sleeping there for the time being. Off to bed you two. "

The two walked out together silently. Walking down the stairs. Making their way to the dungeons. Hermione wanted to speak, but was afraid to. As they made their way to his quarters, she asked.

"Do you truly hate me?"

Severus thought for a second before saying.

"No, not really. You remind me of someone I used to know. Someone brave, and smart."

Hermione cooled down, not feeling angry anymore. She still didn't like the idea of him romantically, but she began to sort of like him. Despite his bitter personality. As they entered his quarters, she noticed the stone walls. The windows that looked under the sea. His living room full with books. His kitchen he had looked similar to the one she had at her home. It looked as if he was used to the Muggle style.

She walked to the bathroom to see a shower & bath with a standard counter, sink and toilet. He had a single bedroom with Slytherin colours. She didn't know where to sleep.

"Since your so we'll aqainted. You'll sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the couch. We will talk in the morning about what's going on."

Her chocolate brown eyes looked into his dark ones, thinking how kind that was.

"I insist that I sleep on the couch, I don't want to impose."

"You already are Ms. Granger, your taking the bed, that's final."

Without another word, Professor Snape walked into his room. Taking a pillow and blanket that was on his bed, placing it on the couch. Hermione thanked him. Walking into his room, her items already in its own space. Hermione got undressed, putting on a silk nightgown. Going under the covers, thinking of her friends. Then Professor Snape, drifting off to sleep.