Mr. and Mrs. Snape

A/N: I got this story while watching Mr. and Mrs. Smith hehe. I don’t own the movie nor Harry Potter, I wish I did lol. Enjoy.

Prologue

Elisa's Wizardry Center for Group and Couples Therapy

3:00 p.m., Wednesday Afternoon – 11/15/06

Severus and Hermione sat down on the plush chairs in the center of the room. Hermione fidgeted with her hands while Severus looked everywhere but at the therapist who sat across from them in another chair.

Their therapist Miss Elisa Williamson took a few moments to analyze the two of them, her mouth curling up into a smile as she watched them. She had seen many wizarding couples come into her office before, all nervous and unknowing of what to say.

Quietly, she began making notes on the paper she had sitting on her lap before looking back up at her two new clients. “Okay Mr. and Mrs. Snape, who wants to go first?”

Both Hermione and Severus shared a glance at one another before Hermione finally spoke. “Well, I’m not quite sure what you want us to say.”

“We seriously do not need to be here.” Severus added, gritting his teeth in annoyance. “This is all Miss Weasley’s fault.”

Hermione shot a glare in her husband’s direction and watched as he gave her one in return.

Miss Williamson watched their interactions with each other in amusement. She knew exactly what the husband was talking about. Their mutual friend, Miss Weasley had made an appointment for them with her. She had explained over the phone that neither one knew about it and that she was going to bring them under the pretense that they were going to the mall.

With a small smile forming, she interrupted the two. “On a scale of 1 to 10, how often do you have sex?”

Hermione blushed a fiery red at the blunt question while Severus merely looked surprised that she’d even ask such a thing.

“Um well…we..um…” Hermione trailed off, unsure of how to answer properly.

Severus cleared his throat and finally said. “Well…1…perhaps 0 at the moment.”

“How is your sex life now?”

Severus mumbled under his breath something that sounded suspiciously like ‘nosy busybody.’ Before replying with, “Including today?”

Hermione walked into the room, her cat Crookshanks cradled in her arms as she sat down next to Severus who was impatiently awaiting her arrival. He had arrived a few minutes early from Hogwarts whereas Hermione had been delayed by one Ginny Weasley who wanted to know how the therapy was going for them.

“I see you brought the furball.” He commented dryly, eying the animal with a wary eye.

Crookshanks mewed at his owner before snuggling closer to her as she responded. “Oh stop it, you sound just like Ronald sometimes.”

Severus snorted and replied. “I sound nothing like that little weasel.”

Miss Williamson chose this time to interrupt. “Well let’s get on with this session shall we?”

Both Hermione and Severus stopped arguing and turned their full attention onto the therapist. Crookshanks let out another mew before purring softly as the session began.

“So…explain to me how you two first met. Tell me everything.” She said, her pen in hand as she began to scribble down notes.

“Well…” Hermione started, seeing as Severus was too busy having a glaring contest with her kitty.