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Fic: Bride of Lupinwolf
Title: Bride of Lupinwolf
Author: sweetmelodykiss
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Severus Snape/Remus Lupin
Summary: Severus and Remus are finally getting married. Humor.
Kink(s): Cross-dressing
Word Count: 867
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters herein. All are owned by J.K. Rowling. No copyright infringements are intended. No profit is made from this writing.
Written for the pervy_werewolf's Howl-o-Ween Challenge: Week 2 – Prompt: Bride of Frankenstein




Severus glared at the groom. "You can't possibly expect me to wear this in front of everyone at our bonding ceremony, Lupin. All of Hogwarts, student, teachers, and friends will be there to witness this atrocity."

"But… but, Severus, this is my mother's wedding gown. It's a tradition passed down through the matrons of the family. My mother wore this dress at her wedding, and my grandmother, and her mother before her. Please, Severus, won't you do this for me? It would make me so happy if you would wear this wedding gown. I would be forever grateful to you, Love."

Severus snarled and eyed the lacy white dress with contempt. He simply could not be seen walking down the aisle in that ridiculous getup. Severus Snape did not wear white—ever!

After Remus left the room pouting, Severus felt bad. It was a family tradition, and he'd willing accepted Remus' marriage proposal. He eyed the dress one more time, and then it dawned on him, Remus had asked him to wear the dress, but he did not say that he couldn't modify it.

Severus smiled wickedly as he pointed his wand at the wedding gown. With just a flick of wrist, the dress hung before him in midair. Severus only needed to cast a simple spell to change the colour. A slashing motion here, a swirling motion there, a few new added embellishments and the dress would be fit to wear. If Severus had to walk down the aisle, he vowed that he was going to do it in style.

The mirror cackled, whistled, and made some very lewd cat calls at the image, as Severus tucked the last strand of hair into the up do and cast a sticking charm over the whole mess. He bent down and smoothed the black lace stockings over his legs. He turned and surveyed the slit that went up the right side of the dress all the way to his hip.

Severus sat down and strapped on the black stiletto pumps. The plunging neckline sparkled with black sequins and caught the light as he stood for one final look at himself. He smirked, thinking that this would really set tongues a wagging. The dress hugged his body, flattering his slight form, and the pumps made his legs look fabulous.

The wedding march began to play inside the Great Hall as Minerva met Severus at the door. She would escort Severus down the aisle and give the bride away. When they started their march toward the front of the Great Hall, a collective gasp could be heard rippling through the crowd.

Severus smirked as they passed the onlookers who had gathered for the event of the year. Potter had his hand clamped over his mouth trying to hold back a laugh or maybe a scream. It was difficult to tell which. Ron Weasley looked like he might faint, and his girlfriend didn't seem much better.

Satisfied that his wedding attire had the desired effect on the guests, Severus ventured a look down the aisle at his waiting groom. Remus' eyes were dilated and glowed with amber fire. Drool ran down the side of his mouth and made a wet spot on his collar. Severus almost laughed at the sight.

Minerva had tears in her eyes when she gave Remus Severus' hand. Remus leaned in and whispered in his ear. "You look beautiful, Darling."

Back in the crowd Ron Weasley nudged Harry. "Bloody hell, what the fuck is the git wearing?"

"Er… not sure, but it does make his legs look great." Harry replied.

"Are you daft, man? He looks like something straight out of a horror movie."

"Yeah," George said. "We should film this and sell it. We'd make a fortune. We could call it Bride of Lupinwolf," George snickered.

Hermione slapped the giggling boys on the backs of their heads. "Shush, show some respect. Although, that dress is very form fitting. I think it's just a bit too tight for a man his age," she said with a hint of disapproval.

Ron looked at Hermione like she'd grown two heads. "Blimey, it's Snape, in a black sequined gown with a slit up to his arse, stilettos and a tangle of hair plopped on top of his head, and all you can say is that the bloody dress is too tight."

"Well, yes, what do you want me to say?"

Ron shook his head.

"George, go and get the camera. Bride of Lupinwolf is going to be a big hit. What do you think, Harry?"

"Huh, what did you say, Ron. Sorry, I wasn't listening."

"No, he was too busy looking at Snape's legs, or up his dress." George giggled.

"Ew," Ron cringed as he took in Harry's blush. "That's revolting."

"I don't know, Ron. It seems Harry's not the only one enthralled. Remus' cock is bulging out of his pants right now," George said with a grin.

The shenanigans of the crowd went on unnoticed by the happy couple. Remus only had eyes for Severus as the pastor declared that he may now kiss the bride. This would probably be the last time the family wedding gown would be worn because Remus had every intention of ripping it off his beloved's body just as soon as they Apparated to their hotel room.

Confetti flew as the bride and groom made a mad dash down the aisle, out the door, and past the gates of Hogwarts where they disappeared instantly.

"Farewell, bride of Lupinwolf," Ron muttered as the couple vanished out of sight.