A/N: I promise I will continue my other stories. But I had to get this down or I would explode. Like it? Hate it? Want me to continue? Please tell me via reviews. However, updates may not be quick as I have AS exams!!!

Fairy Tales

"I'm not a nice man Miss Granger."

"I know sir."

"Then why do you ask this of me?"

"Because I was always told this day would come."

"By who were you told this?"

"My King."

24 hours earlier

Hermione had always endeavoured to keep her true identity silent to those around her. The guise of a muggleborn was easier to wear, no questions asked and so her secret was safe. Her status, her family, was a lot more complicated.

Fairies were an ancient race that lived in the hidden borders of the globe. They were a secretive race, tall, beautiful and they sung like nightingales. However, they also were born with a great gift. The king, Hermione's grandfather, had the gift of prophecy.

Hermione was exploring the castle, looking for her older cousin – Kirsty Nightingale – as she had promised to take her to see the unicorns. However, the hunt was baring little fruit and the nine-year-old was quickly losing interest. This being the case, the haunted wizened voice of her grandfather stopped her search...

'...a witch shall she be, though darkness shall reign their world. Beauty will be hidden and friends will be masked as foes. A man of two faces shall be her mate, but the union will be suggested by the enemy. So mote it be, it is the goddess' will...'

The young fairy wondered what her grandfather could be talking about. Her wings, translucent and barely large enough to get her off the ground, fluttered nervously. Instinct told her that her grandfather had made a prophecy about her. However, she was not worried and, spotting Kirsty coming around the corner, she pushed the event from her mind.

Sighing, she looked around the Great hall. It was filled with the soft morning light and a few fluffy clouds floated in the sky. Ironic really, when her life was about to become a storm.

Dear Hermione Jane Nightingale,

You are requested by the ministry, due to your half-breed status to marry. Or you will become property of the ministry. You are unregistered and we should, by rights, throw you in Azkaban. However, due to your status, we will give you an opportunity to redeem yourself.

You will be married to Severus Snape and 12pm tomorrow or you will be dealt with,

Have a good day,

Dolorous Umbridge.

Breathing deeply, Hermione calmed herself. It seemed that, after all these years, her Grandfather's words were to occur. Standing up, she bid goodbye to her friends and left the hall. She had to find him.

The next day

The wedding was other. It was a short ceremony, but there had been flowers and attendants. Her family had appeared that morning and a clearing in the Great wood (i.e. forbidden forest) had been richly decorated. Dolorous had been furious to discover that neither she, nor the ministry wedding official would be allowed entry because Hermione's wedding, as she was second in line to the throne, would be performed by court officials. If they performed the binding then the Ministry would never be able to change their minds and break it. Fairy magic was stronger than the world gave them credit for.

"Severus," whispered Hermione from her side of the sofa, "what do we do now?"

The man on the other sofa shrugged, staring intently at the beautiful women opposite him. The marriage had forced Hermione's body into early maturity and she had reverted back into her fairy form. Her face was paler, but framed by natural hazel ringlets and her glorious sparkling wings reflected the light around the room.

"We learn to love each other, like your grandfather suggested," he replied calmly, "though it will be dangerous and Voldemort will not be happy with this."

Hermione smiled at Severus' arm. It was pale and perfectly clear of sin. "I must admit," She laughed, "he doesn't usually do resignations."

"How can you be so relaxed?" Severus whispered, nervous of the repercussions from his former master.

"Because you are protected by fairy magic Severus, it easily defeats dark magic as it is but a magical reflection of the love we have for each other and our family."