HOW IT ALL BEGAN

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A/N: This is not HBP complaint. In my world, Dumbledore did not die.

Chapter 1

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked slowly to the end of the Quidditch pitch. They were filthy and covered with blood.

"Well done, Harry" said Dumbledore softly.

Harry nodded looking at all of the professors and Order members that were standing, sitting or lying down in various states of injuries.

"Pro—" Harry started, but then stopped as he saw the most unthinkable sight since Voldemort.

Snape and Hermione were kissing well; not kissing, they were snogging. There was no other word for it.

"You slimy git!" yelled Ron, his face as red as his hair. "What are you doing?"

"Am I not permitted to kiss my wife?" drawled the Potions Master in his silky tones, accompanied by his usual smirk.

"Wife?" sputtered Harry. "What do you mean wife?" "Hermione?"

Hermione fixed Snape with a stern look although her lips twitched slightly. "Severus, I thought we were going to decide together when to tell Harry and Ron "

Hermione took a deep breath " Harry….Ron, I have been married to Severus for over a year"

"How could you!" yelled Ron again.

"Well…I love him and he loves me," said Hermione softly.

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall? Did you know about this?" asked Harry.

They both nodded, Dumbledore's eyes twinkling and McGonagall looking severe.

Harry was taking this much better than Hermione had hoped. She knew that Ron would have problems, she expected Harry to have the same reaction. He just stood there with a considering look on his face.

A/N: This is my first attempt at fan fic..be gentle.