The standard disclaimer still applies and in addition this chapter is rated MA (for descriptive D/S sex). I write this for me and share it with you. No money was had by anyone.
So, here is chapter 6. As I was finishing up chapter 5 I was getting ready to change the title of the chapter but then it hit me! A flash of a scene that made me think of ‘White Wedding’ by Billy Idol (who is still way hot for a guy close in age to my father). I wanted to thank everyone who has added me and Unexpected Comfort to their favorites and has begun to follow it. I might make this into a series if I have enough inspiration to continue the tale into the future, possibly just one shots of the characters in the future.
Iris quietly slipped into the dark office, the jars of pickled and preserved ingredients glowing eerily in the light that spilled from the open door. She quickly closed the door behind her and put up a series of silencing and locking charms. She knew she’d have to work fast to get everything in place before Severus flooed in from Grimmauld Place.
She quickly conjured a silver pillow and added an extra cushioning charm to it. A casual flick of her wand towards the fire had it flickering to life and warming the cold, damp space. She shed her school robe, placing it on the coat rack hidden in a corner between a set of bookshelves, and settled herself on the pillow facing towards the fire.
Iris shivered slightly in the still chill room and placed a warming charm on herself before placing her wand in its holster. She quickly clipped the hooks on the suspension cuffs to the ankle cuffs she wore and lowered her head to wait for Severus to floo into the room.
A swooshing sound heralded Severus' arrival, causing Iris to smile wickedly from her place on the floor. She held her breath as she saw Severus’ booted feet stop right in front of her, the toes of his boots just touching each knee. She hummed in pleasure at the feel of Severus’ fingers carding through her hair. He slowly walked around her, taking in the sight of her naked form kneeling. He felt himself hardening as he took in the smaller details, the fur padded suspension cuffs around her wrists, the cuffs around her ankles and the leather collar around her pale neck.
“Hello my Beautiful Flower.” His voice was thick with arousal and it flowed over Iris like melting chocolate. She felt her body heating under her fiancé’s intense look. Severus quickly unclasped the suspension cuffs from the D-rings that adorned the ankle cuffs. “Stand.”
Iris moved quickly to obey Severus, she kept her head down and clasped her hands together behind her back. Severus gently raised her chin as he caressed her neck. “Follow me”,he said placing a gentle kiss on her lips. She quickly followed after her soon-to-be-husband, a small smile pulling at her lips.
Iris looked around the room discreetly, slowly taking in the furnishings and the somewhat uncharacteristic warmth the room projected. She watched silently as Severus unbuttoned his robes and carefully hung them from the coat rack just inside the door. He moved to one of the wingback leather chairs, gracefully draping his body onto the chair. Iris sedately made her way to Severus’ chair and slowly knelt at his feet, head still bowed and hands clasped behind her back.
“Iris?” He waited a moment to make sure he had her attention. “While I greatly appreciate the sight of you kneeling at my feet, wearing nothing but a blush upon your skin, I need you to verbalize why.”
Iris looked up at the man sharply, her nose scrunched in confusion. She thought it was obvious why she was here, kneeling before this man who made her body sing. “I... I don’t understand.”
Severus smiled down at her and patted his knee, “Come sit with me.” She complied easily, wanting any touch she could get from the man. It had been so long since he had touched her. “What do you know of a true Dominant/Submissive relationship?” He ran his hands slowly down her body. Caressing first her shoulders using the barest of touches until he reached her breasts. He gently cupped the firm mounds and began to knead them while softly flicking the nipples with his thumbs. “I have deduced from your attire and the way you were arranged in my office, that you wish to be my Submissive. Correct?”
Iris moaned softly as she writhed in her lover's lap, “Ye...yes!” Her breath hitched as Severus spread her legs with his knees, his hands still fondling her breasts. “I... I want to... be your... your pet, Sev’rus”, she said between gasped breaths.
The man just smirked at his writhing fiancé as he tweaked her nipples one last time before he started to feather touches down her abdomen. He raised his signature eyebrow when his touches pulled a breathy giggle from panting lips. As he caressed the slight swell of her abdomen with one hand he tilted her head back with the other to claim her mouth in a heated kiss.
Severus’ hand slowly moved down, whispering touches to the sensitive skin of her hips and firmly stroking her pubic hair. He teasingly stroked her outer labia, opening and closing his fingers to pinch her clitoris between the fleshy lips. He smiled wickedly at her long, needy moan before her plunged two fingers into her dripping hot core.
Slowly he pumped his fingers in and out of her, massaging her walls teasingly as he ground his clothed erection against her lower back. “I would love to have you for a pet. I love the thought of you splayed out on my bed,” he whispered into her ear giving a deep thrust of his fingers, “writhing uncontrollably as I torture you with feathers, and whispering caresses.”
Iris squirmed uncontrollably on the fingers buried inside of her, moaning her consent to the picture Severus conjured in her mind. She desperately reached behind her searching for the fastening of Severus’ pants, whimpering in desperation as she fumbled to relieve the man of his pants.
He slowly removed his fingers from her before slowly raising himself and Iris from the chair. Taking her hand he lead her to his bedroom. Iris’ eyes widened as she took in the enormous bed that took up the center of the room. The bed was a massive iron affair with thick chain-link ropes wound around each of the four posts.
Severus stopped next to the bed and turned towards Iris, raising his brow in question as he gestured towards his still clothed form. Iris reached up and slowly began to unbutton the man's shirt, gently running her fingers through the coarse hairs on the man's muscular chest. She leaned forward to brush the tip of her tongue against a pebbled nipple, her hands tracing a teasing line down Severus’ stomach to the button of his pants.
She quickly slipped the button from its hole and carefully lowered the zip, moaning as her hand wrapped around the naked straining erection, and let the slacks fall to pool around Severus’ feet. He quickly slipped his feet from the garment and allowed his shirt to fall to the floor. He slowly pushed Iris down on the bed, caressing her thighs as he followed her onto the bed.
He helped maneuver her to the middle of the bed as he let his hands wander across her flushed skin. He swiftly attached the two cuffs around Iris’ wrists to the chains on the bed, all the while rubbing his thigh against her soaking pussy. Sliding down her body, he wasted no time in attaching his lips to her
Iris pulled on the cuffs frantically, wanting, needing to touch the man above her. She wrapped each of her legs around Severus in the hopes of gaining some much wanted friction. “Please...”, she moaned. “Please, please, please....” Over and over she whimpered and moaned, trying her hardest to gain more contact with the man above her.
With no noticeable warning to the libidinous teen, Severus pushed two fingers into her dripping hole and held her as she was overcome by her orgasm. Slowly he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her as he gently rocked his turgid length into her hip. Placing soft kisses to her neck and face he waited for her to come down from her orgasm.
Seeing that Iris' breathing had slowed down and her body limp, Severus reached for his wand and set about conjuring silk ropes. He slowly set about restraining his pet. A slip knot in each D-ring on her cuffs before Severus pulled her into a kneeling position. He gently positioned her arms behind her back before tying the the ropes up over each shoulder and down between her breasts before wrapping the rope around her body just under her breasts.
He slowly laid her down on her back before placing a slip knotted length of rope around each thigh. He quickly tied the ropes off on each side of the canopy leaving Iris' thighs spread wide and her feet dangling slightly in the air. He did the same with the cuffs on her ankles, tying off the rope so she couldn't pull her legs together.
“Do you like this, Iris?” Severus purred in her ear before slowly moving down her body, licking, nipping and sucking on her vulnerable flesh. Kneeling between her spread legs, Severus slowly teased her hole, thrusting the head of his cock in and out until he had her squirming in her restraints.
“Mmm... Please, Sev'rus! No more teasing”, Iris keened. Her body flushing more as Severus pushed a little more of his cock into her body and continued with the same teasing thrusts. Iris was moaning constantly trying to gain some much wanted friction. Severus slowly ran his hands up over her quivering stomach to her bound breasts and began to pinch and twist her nipples. Using his grip on her bust he swung her body quickly into his next thrust causing Iris to wail loudly as he suddenly buried his whole length in her tight heat.
Severus let out a guttural sound at the feel of her clenching, sucking heat around his shaft. Thrusting a few more times, Severus pulled out, much to Iris' displeasure. He quickly spelled the ropes to turn Iris over and reached for another length of silk rope. He quickly had her midsection tied, being careful of the life growing inside her, and strapped to the canopy. “Oh, Merlin! You are a Doms dream, all trussed up. So pliant and willing.” Severus whispered to her in a velvety voice before running his tongue up her spin before biting her neck softly.
“Sev! Fuck me!” She ground out between clenched teeth. She didn't know how much more she could take. “Merlin and Morgana! I've been so randy.” She used her new position to rub herself furiously against Severus' pelvis. “None of the toys are as good as you,” she whimpered pleadingly, her breath hitching as her mate ran his hands down her side.
“For you my Flower,” He said leaning back and positioning his length at her hole, “I would do anything!” He shouted inarticulately at the feel of Iris' still tight pussy pulsing around him. He set a punishing pace using the ropes around her chest for leverage. He quickly set about wringing every moan, whimper and shout he could from his eager Submissive.
“Oh... yes... please... more...”
“You want to come, Beautiful?” he growled, giving a vicious thrust that hit her g-spot unerringly. Her scream echoed in his ears and fanned the flames of his passion to new heights.
“Let me... cum. Please...” she cried, thrashing as much as her restraints allowed. “Need... need to... need to cum,” she gasped between the fast, piercing thrusts. Severus reached between her spread legs and attacked her clitoris with firm circular strokes.
“Cum for me. I want to feel you sucking me in so deep I can't move.” That was all Iris needed before her release exploded through her body. Her muscles tensing so much that Severus was held so firmly inside of her he couldn't move but found his orgasm pulled from him by Iris' twitching heat.
He quickly banished the ropes that held Iris aloft, lowering her to the bed gently, still buried her he gently rolled them to the side. Iris sighed happily as sleep pulled her into its waiting arms.
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Iris slowly sat down next to Hermione the next morning, ignoring the girls questioning look. Now that she was pleasantly relaxed she knew she'd be able to concentrate on the plans they needed to make for the DA. “Iris, where were you last night?”
She raised her brow at the bushy haired girl, a smile twitching at her lips. “I was spending time with my fiancé.” She quickly filled her plate, she needed to speak with her Head of House before classes. She looked towards the Head table, her eyes narrowing as they swept over the Headmaster and settled on her lover.
“Iris,you really shouldn't be doing that now”, Hermione hissed softly when she saw Iris wink at the Potions Master. “You're supposed to set an example. What will the younger girls think if they find out you're being so free with yourself!”
Iris' head whipped around to stare at the other girl incredulously. “Pardon me? 'Being so free with yourself?” Iris slowly stood from her place leveling a glare at the other girl, “I don't know who you think your talking to but you do not have the right to speak to or about me in such a way!” Iris turned to leave but in a fit of hormone fed anger she took her juice and poured it over the girls head.
Iris fumed all the way to her first class, making the waiting Hufflepuffs back away in fear. She loved her friend dearly but she couldn't believe that she would stoop so low as to accuse her of being loose. So caught up in her thoughts, she was startled when a large hand landed on her shoulder.
“Whoa! You okay Iris?” Iris let out a sigh and forced a smile.
“I'll be fine in a minute, Ron.”
“Are you sure? You barely ate any of your breakfast.” He draped his arm across her shoulders and held a folded napkin out to her. “I managed to grab some fruit for later.”
Her smile turned more genuine as she took the food from her best friend. She quickly put the fruit into her backpack as Professor Flitwick open the classroom door. Iris and Ron took their seats as they waited for the small man to begin his lesson.
“Alright everyone. If you could take out some parchment and your quills we will be learning some charms that aren't found in your current textbooks.” Flitwick looked around the classroom before adjusting his glasses. “In light of Miss Black's pregnancy, the Headmaster and the Heads of House have decided that we will be focusing on charms, potions and other spells that deal with safe sex and child rearing.”
“While we, the Professors, all know that none of you plan to have children before you graduate, we all know that with magic many things are taken from ones control.” The diminutive man quickly conjured two dummies, one male and one female to use in his demonstration.
“As we are all aware, there are many differences between a wizard and witch. Now, in the muggle world there are a number of contraceptives. Can any of you name some for the class?”
Iris raised her hand. “Yes, Miss Black.”
“The most common forms used in the muggle world are the contraceptive pill, of which there are many versions, and the condom.”
“Correct. Now in the wizarding world we have potions and charms for contraceptive purposes. We will be studying the two most common today.” Flitwick looked at each student in the class, making sure he had their attention. “The first is Cingo and it is the spell a man would use. It is cast simply by drawing a small circle over the penis and quickly drawn down to the pubic bone. The spell should be incanted directly after drawing the circle.”
“The second is Saepio and is used by women. To cast this charm one simply needs to tap their stomach just above the pubic bone quickly two times while saying Saepio.”
The remainder of the class was spent in discussion. The boys of both houses blushing their way through questions posed by themselves and the perky professors blunt answers. And Iris ignoring the glares sent her way by the other girls in her house.
Walking out of the classroom with Ron she sneered at Lavender when the girl glared at her. 'Like she has any room to be disgruntled. This was a favor to her if all the graffiti in the loo was even half true.'
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“Professor McGonagall!”
The stern woman stopped and turned towards the girl. “Yes, Miss Black? What can I help you with?”
Iris placed a hand to her chest while she tried to regain her breath. “The DA needs a sponsor to operate as a club. The Headmaster suggested I ask you, however, Professor Snape has agreed to supervise the meetings we'll be having.”
“What of the DA Professor? Are you going to consult with him?”
“I forgot all about him, Professor.” Iris blushed in embarrassment and gripped the handle of her book-bag tightly. “I have DADA next. I'll ask him on your recommendation, Ma'am.”
Iris turned and ran back to the staircase where Ron was talking to Draco. She smiled politely to the flaxen haired youth and linked her arms through each of the boys as they made there way to the DADA room.
"So, what did McGonagall say? Is she going to sponsor the DA?" Ron asked excitedly.
Iris frowned slightly, going over McGonagall's attitude towards her as well as her words. "She told me I should ask Professor Smythe, since he is the DADA professor."
Draco snorted intelligently, "That man couldn't find his way out of a broom cupboard, much less fight his way through a Death Eater attack."
Ron let out a shocked laugh. "Normally, it would bother me but I agree with ol' ferret face!"
Draco cuffed Ron in the back of his head, causing the redhead to stick his tongue out in childish retaliation. Iris shook her head in bemusement at the former enemies playful banter. She sighed wistfully, as Harry she and Ron had never had that level of ease in their friendship.
She pulled the two boys to a halt. "I think we should let Severus know that McGonagall wants us to ask Smythe before we do the asking." She saw both boys nod their agreement.
They stopped at the back of the queue waiting to enter the Defense classroom. They quickly took their seats, placing Draco nearest to the wall and furthest from the Slytherins.
Ron elbowed Iris lightly when Hermione came rushing in, looking harried and distracted, and shot Iris a nasty look. Iris shrugged her shoulder, and settled in to take yet even more notes.
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*Three Days Later*
Ron smiled slightly as he saw Draco quickly enter the library. He waved his hand briefly once Draco turned in his direction. Iris and Hermione were in the stacks looking for defensive and offensive books, leaving Ron to begin the layout that would best suit their defence group.
Draco huffed out an inelegant sigh as he sank into his seat next to Ron and pulled out a journal and scroll. "Where are Iris and Granger?"
"In the stacks." Draco arched a brow and snorted lightly. "I know. I tried to tell Iris we've plenty to sort through as it is. But you how Mione is and Iris won’t let someone show her up." Ron grinned and peered at the blond from under his fringe. "So, afterwards, do you want to pick-up where we left off?"
Ron laughed lightly as a blush worked its way across Draco's pale cheeks. He didn't miss the way his eyes became slightly unfocused or the deep nod.
He turned back to his work sketching out pillowed areas for one on one practice, as-well-as a full length dueling platform, a wall of mirrors for practising wands movements and a small research area. He smiled to himself when he felt the fine fingered hand rest on his thigh. 'This just goes to show that not everything weird happens to Iris.'
"What's got you so amused, Ron?" Iris said with a pointed look at Draco's missing hand. "Those plans can't be that amusing. Unless you're working on something else that is." He saw her shoulders shaking and looked up at her face, her eyes were glassy and her hand was over her mouth, presumably holding in her giggles.
He caught her eye before lifting Draco's hand and placing it on the table and lacing their fingers together. She smile brightly at him and collapsed into the chair across from him. "We should have enough material to get us through Yule."
Iris looked around, her brow crinkled, "Mione's still in the stacks?" Ron nodded in bemusement. "Have you noticed her odd behavior? Monday she got testy with me for spending the night with Severus. Said I 'shouldn't be so free' with myself. It's not like I'm Lavender, sleeping with every boy in the tower over Fourth year."
Ron's jaw dropped in shock while Draco's head hit the table. Ms. Pince shushed at them while glaring disapprovingly at the trio. Ron composed himself quickly and discretely patted Draco on the back. "Bloody hell, Iris. Worn a chap next time, yeah."
Iris rolled her eyes at the red head. "We should get going, Severus said for us to meet him and Professor Smythe in Fluffy's old room." She looked around for Hermione and not seeing the young witch, she scribbled a quick note and left it on top of her books.
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Between the constant planning for the DA, class work, helping Ron and Draco keep their budding relationship from Hermione and attempting to spend time with her fiance, Iris was tired and relieved that the wedding was only two days away. Tonight would be the first meeting that the wedding party would be having together and Iris was almost hoping that Hermione would come to her telling her she didn’t want to participate.
She couldn’t figure out the bright witch. After finding out about the MUTATIO curse she had been very understanding but as the summer came and went and school started back up she had become decidedly frigged. She looked up from her spot on Severus’ couch when the door opened and smiled as her fathers walked into the room.
“Hey Faline!” Sirius exclaimed. bounding his way through the room. He gently picked up her legs and placed them in his lap after sitting down. She quirked an eyebrow at the energetic man, questioning his sanity, again.
Remus just smiled at the two and laughed at Iris’ expression. “He’s been watching muggle films since term started. Something about wanting to know all the good movies to show to the baby and finding an appropriate nickname for the baby of a lion and a snake?” Remus laughed as he saw Sirius cringe at the snake comment.
He relaxed visibly when all Iris did was laugh. “I take it we’ll be meeting soon?” She groaned when the two men nodded to her. “Ugh, I don’t want to move. My feet hurt, my back hurts... even my hair hurts! I don’t know how Mrs. Weasley did it once, much less seven times.” She groaned as she sat up but quickly sighed in relief when her back popped as she stretched.
“Well, I’m about as ready as I will be. Lets go get Severus and head up to the Room of Requirement.” She smiled happily as the two men linked arms with her and escorted out of the room.
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Everything had been going so well for her. That is until Harry Potter went and got himself cursed into a girl. Now she was right back where she started, the bookish nobody that people called a ‘Know-it-All’ and now she wasn’t even that.
No, now Iris was the top at everything in their year. Charms, Transfiguration, DADA, “POTIONS! It’s not fair! And stupid Snape, he just had to start tutoring her in Arithmancy and Runes!” She continued to pace back-and-forth muttering to herself, there just HAD to be something she could do. She was supposed to be the smart friend to the Boy Hero, one third of the Golden Trio. She’d never be anything great without Harry Potter, just some nobody Ministry employee like Percy.
“There’s got to be someway to fix Harry. I can’t go back to being a nobody...” She looked around wildly when her wand began to vibrate in her hand. She huffed angrily at her wand, ‘Stupid perfect Potter, always gets everything. Looks, smart husband, gets to stay in school while pregnant...’ She turned sharply towards the door, her hair flying around her head wildly.
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Neville rushed his way to the Room, hoping to get there well before Hermione got there. Poor Iris didn't need another power hungry magical after her. He sighed in relief when he saw Iris, Professor Snape, and her fathers. "Oh, thank Merlin I made it before the others."
Severus sneered at the normally bumbling young wizard. "Longbottom, what are you babbling on about?"
The young man struggled to calm his breathing before venturing to speak any further. "Ron asked some of us to keep an eye on Hermione." He cleared his throat, "Ginny and I have been the ones to watch her in the tower. I was going to get Ginny when I heard Hermione yelling in the girls loo. She was yelling, 'There's got to be someway to fix Harry. I can't go back to being a nobody'."
Iris looked at Neville in wonder, shaking her head in disbelief. She would have loved to be a 'nobody' like Hermione. Iris looked to her fathers pleadingly, “Don’t worry about her Iris. Your Papa and I will take care of Hermione.” Sirius nodded and gave Iris a quick squeeze. “And I’m sure we’ll have the help of the DA that’ll be here.”
The issue with Hermione was quickly forgotten as the party goers arrived. Severus kept close to Iris while Ron, Neville and Draco kept a close watch on the brainy witch. There was a bit of a hubbub when Missus Weasley saw Ron and Draco holding hands. Her feathers were quickly smoothed by Draco’s impeccable manners.
After an hour of mingling, Sirius called everyone’s attention to the front of the room. “I wanted to thank everyone for coming tonight. Those of you here are going to be a part of the ceremony between Severus and Iris.” He looked around to each person gauging their shock at being a part of the wedding. "Now, this wedding it's going to have some Muggle elements to it but it is going to be a magical handfasting."
At a thought from Remus the room provided a miniature of those assembled. "We don't want to place people where they aren't comfortable, so we'll show you where we planned to put you and if you don't want to be there we'll move people around."
Remus took the miniature Severus and Iris and placed them in the center of the circle. "So, obviously Severus and Iris will be in the center. They would like for Arthur and Molly to serve as the Priest and Priestess." He smiled as both nodded their consent with tears shining in their eyes.
"Next as representatives of the elements, Severus and Iris would like Neville to represent North, Draco to represent East, Ron to represent South and Ginny to represent the West." Iris giggled at the look on Draco's face.
"For the outer protection circle we'd like Fred, George, Hermione, Katie and Luna as Spirit." Hermione quickly raised her hand.
"Is there another role I can fill?"
"Assuming Susan doesn't mind trading for your position, you can be an Usher." Susan nodded her head enthusiastically. "Great! For Ushers we'd like to have Dean, Michael, Terry, Anthony, Hermione, Hannah, Angelina and Cho."
Sirius stepped up beside Iris and draped his arm around her shoulder. "For those of you who were not asked to be an active part of the ceremony, Remus and I are asking for you to stand as family for Iris." He smiled as those gathered shifted in embarrassment. "Having said that, we're very happy for your continued support of Iris. Now on to the fun stuff! Who wants to make decorations?"
The adults quickly covered their ears at the shouted answer. Everyone quickly found a place the Room provided work tables. A few people noticed as one bushy haired witch slipped out of the room.
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Iris couldn't remember ever being so nervous. She and Severus had spent the last two days crafting the items they would be using as offerings , as-well-as crafting the broom they would jump at the end of the ceremony. She paced the room rubbing her ever expanding belly while her fathers looked on in amused silence.
Suddenly Iris stopped and clutched at her stomach, she looked to her fathers with a look of wonder on her face. “I think the baby just kicked.” Sirius was off the couch and kneeling before Iris before Remus could even stand. He gently placed one of his larger hands beside Iris’.
He gave a delighted chuckle as he felt the slight movement under his hand. “Hello little one. Don’t you mind your mummy, she’s just nervous but she’ll calm down in just a little while.” Remus smiled indulgently at his dark haired mate while placing a hand beside Sirius’, smiling widely at his cub.
“Why don’t you go and have your purification bath? It should help calm you down. You don’t want to get the baby worked up too much.” Remus suggested while steering her towards the large bath. “Oh, the elves did an excellent job setting everything up.”
Iris giggled, “I’m sure Dobby took it upon himself to set everything up or at least supervised the whole thing.” She smiled indulgently, “I’m glad you at Papa let Dobby help with setting everything up. He was very happy about getting to help out.”
“We knew you’d want him to be a part of your day in some way.”
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What was he thinking! Here he was in his thirties, a well known Potions Master and Professor, former spy binding himself to the CHILD of his best friend. What would Lily think of his marrying her daughter, who not even six months ago was male and the bane of his Professorial duties.
How had he come to feel such a change of emotion for the being that he had ridiculed and punished for the smallest infraction. Surely there was more to it than the resemblance Harry had had with his father. As Iris, the resemblance between daughter and father was very small even more so since Iris and Black had done the blood adoption.
What was it about the girl that made him want to crawl on his knees just to please her. How was it that she seemed to know Severus wanted, needed to have a dominant submissive relationship and readily and willingly placed herself in his hands to do with as he wished.
He huffed his disgust with his raging emotions, he must truly be in love with the vibrant slip of a girl if she had him questioning himself in such a way. Acting as if he were a teenager again. Fed up with his tumbled emotions he quickly stripped and headed for his bathroom. He had a Purification bath to take, if he was late to his own Hand-fasting he knew not only would he have Iris to face but an irate Black and Lupin.
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Iris smiled widely at Mrs Weasley as she fussed with the flowers she was trying to weave into Iris' wildly curly hair. "Sorry about my hair. It doesn't seem that the added length has tamed it much."
"Pish posh dear. your hair isn't so much a problem these silly flowers and leaves. They just keep tangling in your hair." Molly smiled down at the young witch and pasted her shoulder. "Neville did an excellent job picking the flowers for you."
They were quiet while Molly finished her hair. With a final bold wand flick Molly finished Iris' hair. "Well dear, what do you think?" Molly asked while turning Iris towards the mirrored wall.
She smiled at her hair braided into a wreath with the flowers Severus had chosen for her. Mrs Weasley had artfully placed the lavender, peppermint, catnip, and rosemary as the base of the wreath. At the back of the wreath she had placed the delicate chamomile flowers bracketed by two roses and two hibiscus flowers. "It's so beautiful Missus Weasley! I didn't think it would be quite this beautiful. Thank you so much."
“Oh Iris, it was no bother at all dear.” Molly dabbed at her eyes, happy to see Iris smiling and excited.. She was relieved that the ordeal the Dark Lord had instigated with kidnapping Harry. “You look beautiful dear. The elves did a splendid job altering the dress for you.”
Iris smiled at Molly’s reflection and picked up the crown wreath that she had made for Severus. “Do you think he’ll like the crown?” Iris asked shyly.
Neville had helped her harvest the plants and spell the items to be pliable for her to weave and for the flowers to stay attached. The weaving of the thin cedar and hazel branches looked masculine against the delicate honeysuckle, jasmine and lavender and as a small touch she added patchouli, one of the scents she always attributed to the stern man.
"You did a lovely job dear. It's masculine with just a touch of femininity to it." She smiled at the pride Iris showed in her work, "Come along dear, the guests should be seated by now."
They quickly made their way from the tent that had been set up to the glade that have been set up for the ceremony. She smiled is Mrs. Weasley walked ahead and to where her husband was standing behind the altar and signaled Filius to start the enchanted instruments. As the instruments played in airy tune as Iris walked through the seated people to Severus' side.
He knelt before her when she stood at his side and smiled winningly as she placed the crown on his head. With a quick kiss to the back of irises hand Severus stood and let her to the edge of the salt drawn circle. They came to a stop next to Ron, at the south, and stood silently in front of Arthur and Molly.
"Blessings to all who join us on this blessed day." Arthur's his voice called out. "We would like to begin this ceremony with a thanks to our guests."
Molly stepped forward and took Severus by the arm while Arthur took Iris and they led the couple to the altar. "On this most blessed of days we stand before our gods and goddesses to bind you in matrimony. Before your friends, neighbors, colleagues and ancestors you will declare your intentions to one another." Molly intoned her no-nonsense attitude showing through.
Arthur held Iris' Hand aloft, "Who comes to bless the merging of this woman to this man?" He raised Severus’ hand as well.
Sirius stood from his spot with the guests, "Her father and I, with our love and devotion. May our blessing protect them against those who would cause them harm."
"As it is above, be it so below", came an ethereal voice. "Let us begin this right with the casting of the circle in the calling of the corners.”
Molly walk to the altar where she lifted the broom Severus and Iris had made. She walked to the north and began to walk backwards sweeping out around the circle while chanting, "I brush aside all that is negative and harmful you have no place inside the circle of peace and love."
As Molly finished, Arthur joined her where she stood at the north. "We cast the circle as a protection from all that is negative, be at like a womb to the gods and goddesses," they intoned together. He scored the ground with the symbol of the north, “I call upon the spirits of the North”, he walked to the east and drew the symbol of the east on the ground, “the East”, he continued to the south “the South”, and finally he made his way to the west, “and the West!” he continued until he was again facing north. May they bless this circle for the right which we perform before them. Blessed be the spirits that they may bless this rite.”
Once again standing before the altar, Molly and Arthur collected the offering items and then led the couple to the north. “We stand before you, Kerub, ruler of the North and the Earth upon which we stand, to beg your blessings upon our union”, Severus and Iris intoned together.
Neville stepped forward to stand on top of the symbol Arthur had carved into the ground, “What do you bring in offering to the North?”
Iris took the pentacle from Molly, she and Severus again spoke together, “We offer you this pentacle, made by hands and infused with our magic.”
Neville eyes flared within an cereal light as he reached for the offering what blessings do you ask of the spirits of the North's voice echoed with power
“We ask that you bless our union with good health, fertility and a happy home?”
Severus's eyes widened in shock is Neville placed his hand upon Iris’ swollen stomach, “The North blesses your union with all that you ask me. May your home be filled with joyous laughter and the patter of happy feet.”
They were next led to Draco at the East, “We stand be,for Ariel, ruler of the East and the Air which we breathe, to beg your blessings upon our union.”
Draco's voice sounded light yet powerful as he spoke, “What do you bring an offering to the East?”
“We offer you this wand of incense made by our hands and imbued with our intent.”
“What blessings do you ask the Eastern spirits?” he asked holding the wand in front of his face.
“We ask that you bless our union with wisdom, learning and communication?”
Again deviating from the planned ritual but not minding in the least that the possession of their consecrated ritual members, Iris smiled widely at her friend as he drew the rune for wisdom, learning and communication on their brows. “The blessings of Ariel are upon you. May the spirits forever lead you on your path.”
They soon stood before Ron and it was apparent to all in attendance that he was already possessed by the Spirit of the South. His hair moved like a flickering fire and around his feet it looked as if he was being consumed by fire, “We stand before you Seraph, ruler of the South and the Fire which gives us warmth, to beg your blessings upon our union.”
“What offering do you bring to Seraph and the spirits of the South?” Ron’s voice practically crackled with power.
“We offer you this dagger molded by our magics.”
“What Blessings do you beg of the south?”
“We beg that you bless our union with creativity, harmony and vitality.”
Seraph’s power amplified Ron’s robust laugh, which was almost deafening in its proportions. When his mirth had subsided he replied, “I see no problem with the creativity and vitality you already share but my blessings are upon you.”
Iris blushed brightly as they made their way to Ginny. “At last, We stand before you Tharsis, ruler of the West and the water that sustains life, to beg your blessings upon our union.”
Severus chuckled as Ginny’s body shifted awkwardly and Iris clutched her belly as she giggled at the masculine tone Ginny's voice took on a masculine tone, she whispered “Don't think I've ever been embodied in a woman before.”
Molly cleared her throat loudly, “What do you bring an offering to the West?” Ginny’s deeper voice quickly stated.
“We bring you this chalice that we molded with our magics.”
Ginny took the chalice in one hand and held the other above the cup, “What blessings to you asking from the Lord of the West?”
“We ask that you bless our union with understanding, intuition and emotional support?”
“The blessings of the West shall be upon you.” Ginny’s hand waved a complex pattern over the chalice and the five watched as a cup filled with deep red liquid. Ginny handed the now blessed wine to Arthur.
They made their way back to the north before turning back towards the altar and the patiently waiting Luna. Severus and Iris knelt before her, “We call upon Bandia, Dana”, the crowd gasped as Luna’s blond hair began to float as if upon an invisible wind and glowed with a strange inner light, “The Star and the mother Goddess, to bless our union.”
“What offering do you bring to Dana, Bandia and Dagda?”
“We offer you are hope for the future and I love for one another.”
“Ah, a fine offering indeed my children. What blessings do you ask of your Blessed Parents?”
“We ask that you bless our union with your love and I will be home for your children.”
“We bless you with continued hope and ever-growing love. As it is above, so shall it be below. Go in peace our Children and blessed be.”
Isis, Severus and Arthur returned to the altar while Molly escorted Luna outside the circle where she quickly began to call for the protection of those gathered for the Handfasting.
“Archangel of the North, Uriel, do you lend your protection to those gathered here?” Luna’s bell like voice floated in the air.”
“My protection on those assembled here,” Katie’s voice called out into the calm air, a ball of white light forming around her.
As Luna made her way to George she sprinkled a mixture of herbs in her wake. She soon stood before George, “And yo, Archangel Raphael, do you lend your protection to those gathered her?"
"May my wand aid in the protection of those gathered here!" George replied, a yellow ball of light forming around him. Again Luna sprinkled the herbs in her wake as she made her way to Fred.
"Mighty Michael, will you lend your protection to our cause?"
"Aye, my mighty Master and loving Mistress. My protections are your to command!" Fred bowed towards Luna as a bright red light formed around him.
"What say ye, oh Archangel Gabriel?" Luna asked.
"My protection on those gathered here, oh Mighty Ones!" Katie's voice practically bellowed as a soft blue light engulfed her. Luna continued her way back to the North point of the star she and the four other DA mambers made, sprinkling her mixture along the way.
"goddess, the Mother of All, shelters you in the warm embrace of her arms. Dagda, the Father of All, defends you for all harm. You are always safe, you are never alone. So mote it be!"
With the smashing of the crockery at her feet, there was a great explosion of light. When all could once again see, Luna, Susan, Katie, Fred and George were linked by bands of rainbowed light.
Iris smile up at Severus, the feelings of love. peace and happiness growing by the second as the outer protection circle was cast. and closed around them, leaving the two with the feeling of warmth throughout their bodies. Arthur brought their attention back to he and Molly by lighting their tapered candles.
"Severus. Iris." he said the them each. "Today you stand before us to bind your lives, magics, hearts and minds to one another. To show your earnest intent in this declaration please light the marriage candle you crafted together from these lone tapers."
Iris and Severus carefully lit the large candle in sync, being careful to place the tapers back into their holders without letting the flames go out. "May you always come together, two halves of the whole," came Molly's declaration. "With the lighting of the marriage candle, Iris and Severus, state their intent to become as one."
"So Mote it Be!" the bridal party and guests intoned together.
Molly gestured to the two with her arms, "Please face each other for the stating of your vows. Right hands clasped and left hands upon the others heart." She waited for the two to situate themselves before continuing.
Arthur turned to the guests, "Severus and Iris have chosen Seven vows they with to place at the heart of their union and therefore they have chosen seven ribbons of bonding." He held up a beautiful rich pink first, handing it to Molly.
"As I wrap these cords around your joined hands, binding you together in the physical realm, so to will your statements bind you in magic and in spirit."
"Severus and Iris, do you come before us today of your own will, out of love and want for the other?"
"We do!" Molly wrapped the ribbon tightly about their hands.
Arthur held up the next ribbon, it was a very plain yet beautiful pure white. He handed the ribbon to his wife quickly as she secure the pink ribbon with a sticking charm. "Do you promise to always make peace your first priority, and at the Times you may forget, have the courage to make the first step towards healing the rift?"
"We do." She quickly wrapped and secured the white ribbon.
"In times of sickness and famine, health and prosperity, will you stand tall together?" She took the purple and green striped ribbon and began to wrap it around the couple's hands.
“We will."
"Will you be present for each other's accomplishments and defeat, lending your support when it is needed?"
"We do." She next wrapped a yellow and black ribbon around there hands.
"And, should you falter, will you remember these commitments you have made to each other?"
"We will." She wrapped their hands with a bright red ribbon.
She wrapped rich chocolate colored ribbon around their hands as she asked, "Do you promise to raise your family together, never making a decision that affects you as a whole alone?"
"We do."
She took the final ribbon from her husband, "And for your last oath, as you grow old and wrinkled will you always reach for the other?"
She wound the ribbon, and deep burnt orange, around their hands, "We will!"
Arthur held up the chalice he took from the altar, "To seal your oaths, partake of the blessed wine of the West, that you may begin your union with understanding."
He placed the Chalice in Severus' hand. He turned carefully, bring mindful of the cup and gently tipped it to Iris' lips. After a small swallow Iris took the Chalice from his hands and chopped his motions. She handed the empty Chalice back to Arthur.
Molly waved her wand in a complex pattern punctuated with the drawing of a number of runes above their bound hands. In unison Arthur and Molly spoke, "In the prance of our Gods, the Elements and Sacred Protectors, you family and your friends you have been bound!" A light tap from both Weasley's wands and the ribbons that bound their hands were replaced by a pair of beautifully woven silver bracelets. "So Mote it be!"
"So Mote it be!" All the guests replied.
Molly quickly led the couple to the edge if the circle where the broom lady in wait. "Severus and Iris have chosen to jump the broom."
Clutching Severus' hand tightly, Iris jumped the broom, with her now husband, and smiled blindingly at the man a she turned to face him. "May the Circle be broken, Spirits go in peace with our many thanks,"Molly called out behind them.
Arthur smiled his knowing, eccentric smile and winked at the couple, "You may now kiss your bride."
Severus leaned forward as he raised his hands to cup Iris' face. "Thank you," he whispered against her lips before claiming her mouth in a seating kiss.
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For this chapter I had quite a bit of trouble writing the first section. Why? Everyone has this glorified idea of what a Dom/Sub relationship is. So, in the interests of all those that read those Dom/Sub stories that are so far fetched that you can't even finish the story, I am following the set of 10 Rules of Dom/Sub found on A Submissives Journey - The Ten Rules of Domination and Submission
Also, I skipped adding in a big description of Severus’ rooms. It really didn't seem to fit in with the flow of the story so I left it out. I will be drawing a picture of what I imagine for his rooms and post a link when I get it done. Other pictures will be drawn from the story as well!
I am so sorry this took so long for me to finish!! I still have no computer but I did get a new phone that doesn't shut down every other sentence I write. Shout ours will be in the next chapter.
