Chapter 1 - Spain

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Vienna Marques Snape (Mendoza), Rodrigo Mendoza and various characters are my creation only. All other Harry Potter indica are property of JK Rowling. No COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED.  

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Oh what a lovely scenery, the jewel blue Mediterranean sea sparkles beautifully with the sun dipping lower towards the west. My friend, Dora Tonks, is cleverly disguised as a stunning brunette with a sunkissed tone, pale green eyes, and curvy. She's not really like that, but to avoid conflict with my tricky background, she goes at great lengths to limit the amount of attention I get. I am big money in the Wizarding World, a Malfoy, which seems to be Magical Royalty in a way. My other companion is my... well how do I say this? He's my husband in the eyes of the Ministry and everyone else. Severus conspired with him, a man who does not play well with others, to pose as Rodrigo Mendoza before the wedding party.

Yes, there was a moment during the wedding when the grooms name announced was muffled, like a distortion to the ear, a charm created to break at a certain time. However, as complicated as it is, my name is Vienna Marques Snape, but to my friends, family, and everyone else except a few that were lassoed into a bond, a few know this. Until the day comes, my name is Vienna Mendosa.

Not that I mind being ¨married¨ to Rodry. He is beautiful, a real Adonis: Long, curly black hair, lean, fit, radiant hazel eyes, soft complexion, heart-melting smile, and a real Casanova sex-appeal. Women are literally stumbling over themselves when he flashes his megawatt smile. They practically kill themselves in the act. However, my sweet, sexy husband, is gay. Which makes it all the more fun. A photographer took snaps of us earlier being playful in the sand. He took me down, his body over mine, and whispered how much fun it was to drive Severus mad, and as I giggled like a mad woman at the image, what the public saw was a newly married young couple basking in the warm glow of love and Valencia beaches.

I am in the last days of my stay here in which I arrived the day after my 18th birthday, June 17th. Mode of transportation? Well, when you're married to Severus Snape, the only suitable was Muggle transportation: Airplane. Dora flew on her broom, her preferred way to travel. Rodry, the 'doting husband' accompanied me on the flight. We first met up in his hometown of Getafe, near Madrid. Meeting his mother was a nightmare. The woman cursed in Spanish, I was the evil witch who's ruined her son and lured him with Dark Magic. I'm pretty sure she spit in my dinner, too. The thought creates a shiver down my spine.

"Don't think about it, my mother loves you," his deep tones announce, breaking my reverie. I turn my head towards him as I lounge in the sand, my brow arched skyward.

"Says you, mate," Dora chimes in with a grin, "It weren't you who had to eat her bogeys."

"Ugh, come on, Dora, don't say that. It makes me gag every time I think about it," I complain, rubbing my barely showing bump. Oh yea, did I mention I am about 4 1/2 months gone in pregnancy?

I still don't know what the sex of the child is, and I don't care at this point. As long as it's healthy. Up until last week, my belly was completely flat, but then after the time spent with that monster of a woman, and the fact that Rodry mentioned I was with child, my figure began expanding. Rodry claims that is normal, but I am skeptical.

They laugh at me as they stand up. They help lift me out of the sand and wipe what sticks from my back. Yes, I am wearing a bikini, because although I am married, men try to canoodle me due to my inheritance. A protruding belly lessens the amount of men who try to approach me because it intimidates them. The Muggle men don't seem to mind that, either. Silly boys, the lot of them.

Dora, Rodry, and I link arm in arm back to our little rented villa. I still have real estate business to attend to when I get home. One of my options is a bit more north of this dazzling spot. I am actually thinking about it.

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