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 Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:00 am
Chapter 14
At eight o’clock sharp Draco arrived at the DADA classroom for his detention with the condolences of his friends for leaving him to take detention alone. Umbridge opened to door for him and ushered him in quickly.
“What I am I doing for detention?” Draco asked in a bored tone.
“Just writing lines” She answered and handed him a quill. Draco looked at the quill ominously. There was something off about this quill. He just couldn’t figure out what it was. But he sat down and pulled out a sheet of paper.
“What do I write?” He asked.
“You shall write I will not interrupt class 50 times. That is all.” Draco snorted at the simplicity of the assignment. And he’d been apprehensive about this. He pulled out a bottle of ink.
“You won’t need that, this quill is special.” Umbridge said suspiciously.
Draco cautiously put the ink away and tried to write. Searing pair went through the back of his hand and for a brief instant Draco could have sworn he was red on the back of his hand. When he wrote it again, he paid attention and saw the red again, but this time it looked like what he was writing.
By the time he was finished with his 50 lines, ‘I will not interrupt class’ was scabbing over on the back of his hand. He marched up to the front of the room and handed her the paper.
She grabbed his hand and turned it over to look at the scab. She hm-ed appreciatively and let him leave. “Don’t interrupt class again Mr. Malfoy.” She called after him as he left.
Draco scowled and made his way to his father’s office to complain.
He reached the gargoyle and tried a few of his father’s favorite spells before he guessed correctly and made his way up the stairs.
“Draco, is there something I can help you with son?” Lucius asked.
“Yes father, it’s about my detention earlier this evening.” Draco started.
“Draco, you know I can’t give you special treatment just because you’re my son.” Lucius sighed. He had hoped this would be important.
“It was with Umbridge.” Draco said perking Lucius up significantly.
“Really, do tell.” Lucius coaxed.
“I just thought you should know about a certain pen of hers.” Draco said holding up his scabbing hand for his father to see. Lucius got up and inspected the hand intently.
“And how did this happen?” He asked.
“I asked her to teach Defense in class and she said I was interrupting and gave me detention. When I showed up she said I was to write lines and the quill, from what I can gather, takes blood from the writer instead of ink.” Draco told his father. Lucius ginned.
“Draco this is perfect. I assume Severus told you that we needed to get rid of her?” Draco nodded. “This is a perfect reason. This detention was cruel and unusual, not to mention far from child friendly. Now I can fire her. Thank you son.” Draco smiled at his father and left to go back to his dormitory.
The next day Lucius stood at the Head Table to get everyone’s attention.
“Today I have a sad announcement. I’m afraid one of our staff must be let go today.” Dolores looked ready to burst with happiness at the idea of one of her fellow co-workers being let go. “Dolores Umbridge” She stood, slightly apprehensive. “I’m afraid, due to your unorthodox and unapproved of methods of discipline I must let you go.” Lucius said, hiding his glee with a small frown.
“What?!” She shouted. “I haven’t done anything wrong!” She denied.
“I must beg to differ and, as I am the headmaster, it is my decision that matters.” Lucius said sadly.
“You’re just pissed because I would have gotten your job!” She accused.
“Ms. Umbridge, this is precisely why you cannot teach: you have no self control whatsoever. If you were to be headmistress then all hell would break loose, no doubt due to your alliances. It is quite obvious that the ministry was wrong in placing you in this school. Now please remove yourself from the premise.” Lucius managed to sneak in a point against the ministry.
Dolores stormed angrily out of the school, cussing out the school, its students and most of all Lucius.
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Tom grinned to himself as Lucius reported that he’d fired Umbridge and was in need of a connection to Remus Lupin.
Tom grinned, thinking of a brilliant way to get him and Sirius there as well. He outlined his plan to Lucius who grinned and nodded his understanding.
The next day Lucius stood in front of the hall and got everyone’s attention.
“I would like for you all to meet your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Lupin.” Lupin walked into the hall amid many whispers. “Now that we have rid ourselves of the abysmal teacher the ministry sent us we may have an old teacher whom we know is competent.”
“I know what you’re all thinking: He’s a werewolf. But I realize that that doesn’t hinder his ability to teach properly, at least better then his predecessor.” A few snickers rose at that. “However, he is not a threat to the student body as long as he is removed from the student’s presence during his transformation.”
“And for when he is recovering I’ve secured a temporary teacher, Mr. Riddle.” And now Tom walked into the hall with a large black dog following him. “This is Mr. Riddle’s dog which will be living with him. Mr. Riddle will also be teaching any classes when the regularly scheduled teacher is unable to teach. He is out new substitute teacher for any class but primarily for Defense Against the Dark Arts.”
The school was in an uproar. Of course, none of it was because anyone knew that Mr. Riddle was really Voldemort or that his ‘dog’ was Sirius Black, convicted murderer. It wasn’t even because Remus was a werewolf and would be teaching them DADA. But the uproar was not one of unhappiness. Everyone would welcome the wolf over the toad any day. Everyone was ecstatic that Umbridge was gone and they had a competent teacher.
Tom and Sirius settled into their rooms near the DADA classroom. Tom had arranged that he would have a king sized bed for he and Sirius to share. Lucius of course knew about their relationship, neither Tom nor Sirius intended to hide it any more than necessary. All of Tom’s followers and allies knew in fact, but none would reveal his secrets on pain of death.
Sirius jumped up onto their bed in his dog form, stretching out laboriously. Even as a dog, he managed to pull off a look of bored disinterest in anything but his own comfort.
Tom climbed into bed with the dog, wrapping his arms around his lover and consequently disturbing his placement. Sirius turned back into his human form simply to glare disdainfully at Tom for disturbing him.
“Did you have to do that? I was tired. Being a dog is very exhausting you know?” Sirius groused.
“But I wanted a hug” Tom pouted. Sirius’s disgruntled expression faded at the puppy dog look Tom was giving him, he couldn’t stay mad at that look. Tom grinned cheekily when Sirius smiled faintly at him, leaning in and pressing a hesitant kiss to Sirius’s lips.
Sirius noted the hesitation amusedly. Apparently Tom was still a bit shy about the physical aspect of their relationship. Sirius pushed his lips back gently, parting his lips slightly in invitation.
Tom eagerly took the invitation, tracing his tongue about the seam of Sirius’s mouth. Sirius opened his mouth further, accepting Tom’s tongue into his mouth and touching his tongue to the other man’s.
Sirius sighed happily when Tom pulled back from their kiss. God Tom was getting good at this kissing thing.
“I suppose you’d like to go visit Lupin now?” Tom asked hesitantly.
“At the moment I’d rather be here with you.” Sirius reassured the man as he began to nuzzle at Tom’s neck right behind his ear.
Tom groaned, tilting his head to the side. Sirius smiled at Tom’s enthusiasm, rewarding him with several nips and kisses behind his ear before they both fell asleep together.
A few hours later Sirius woke and, writing a quick not to his sleeping lover, Sirius transformed back into Padfoot and went to Remus’s nearby rooms.
Remus opened the door upon hearing a scratching sound and found the big black dog that was his best friend. Padfoot waltzed into his room as though he owned it and when Remus closed the door he turned back into a human.
“Hey Pad, what up?” Remus asked casually.
“Oh nothing much. Jus thinking about how quick and easy it was to get rid of fatso the toad.” Sirius said, referring of course to Umbridge.
Remus snickered. “Yes, it was rather easy to get rid of her. She didn’t even last two weeks. I hope I last a little longer than that.”
“Of that I have no doubt. You always were the smart one of the group…” Sirius trailed off, remembering the good old days when James was alive and Peter hadn’t betrayed them.
“We really should have known what kind of person he was by his form.” Remus commented softly. Sirius nodded. They should’ve realized what a disloyal friend Peter was when his form turned out to be a rat. A rat for Merlin’s sake!
But like fools they had thought that his must have been a mistake and never tried to fix it, reasoning that he must have been a mouse, not a rat. Besides, without his small form, they would ever have been able to get into the Shrieking Shack like they did. And that was one thing that the marauders never wanted to give up.
“What would you have done if you knew?” Remus asked, out of the blue.
Sirius thought for a long moment, considering his options. “I would have told Jamie straight out what he planned. Kept them from making him their secret keeper and turned him in.”
Remus laughed. “What would you really have done, instead of what you should have done?”
Sirius laughed, knowing his friend was right. He wouldn’t have really done that if he’d known. “I would have one charging after him, killed him and then be rightfully put in prison after explaining why and having the authorities ignore me completely.” Sirius said, still laughing.
Remus nodded, smiling. It felt good to know that Sirius would go so far as to act that irresponsibly to help a friend.
“I’m glad Harry’s okay.” Sirius said. “I was really afraid that he would’ve heard about me and turn me in or something without even listening to me. He was all I had left then. I didn’t even hope that you would believe me.”
“Pads, of course I would’ve at least listened to you. You were my best friend. I never really believed that you would do that to James. The fact that they didn’t even give you a versitarium trial made me hope even more.” Remus patted Sirius on the shoulder comfortingly.
“Thanks Remus, I appreciate it.” Sirius mumbled. This moment had officially turned embarrassing. Apparently Remus felt so as well and he got up, fidgeting slightly.
“Would you care for some tea Sirius?” Sirius nodded gratefully. Anything to fill this awkward silence. Remus filled their cups silently and sat down next to his friend.
“So, how’s it been so far?” Sirius asked sipping his tea. Remus turned a light shade of pink, remembering the time he had spent talking to Severus. The man wasn’t that bad after he’d explained quite thoroughly that he’d had nothing to do with the prank Sirius had pulled in their school days. Remus wouldn’t go so far as to say that they were friends but Severus… tolerated his presence without malice.
It was more than Remus had ever hoped for after that prank. It had been Remus that had pointed out that Severus had been following them, after all, he’d been watching Severus and it wasn’t too hard to notice that kind of thing when you watch a person. And after he’d pointed it out Sirius had dashed any hopes he’d had with the lanky man with that absurd prank. It was the only thing that he and Sirius had to avoid talking about due to Remus’s wolf-like anger at the situation.
“Ooh, tell me, tell me!” Sirius bounced in his seat, proud of himself for catching Remus’s blush.
“I can’t.” Remus said.
“Why not, we’ve been friends forever. Why can’t you tell me?” Sirius asked, genuinely confused now.
“You’ll laugh.” Remus said. “Either that or you’ll kill him.” Remus concluded. Sirius had known he was gay for almost as long as Remus had known.
“I swear on my place as a marauder that I won’t do any of that.” Sirius placed his right hand over his heart seriously.
“Or anything else mentally or physically damaging to me or him.” Remus added. Sirius nodded, wondering who in the world Remus could like that would require him to swear all of this.
Remus mumbled something that slightly resembled ‘muss nape’. “I didn’t catch that.” Sirius said.
Remus drew in a deep breath and said, louder this time, “Severus Snape.”
Sirius sat silently for a long time, forever in Remus’s mind. “I think I have a hearing problem Remus. I could’ve sworn that you just said ‘Severus Snape’.”
“I did.” Remus confirmed. Sirius was silent once again for a long time.
“Sirius say something. Please.” Sirius sighed.
“What do you want me to say Remus? It’s Snape for Merlin’s sake!”
“But you’re not going to do anything, right?” Remus asked hesitantly.
“No I won’t. I swore on my place as a marauder.” Sirius paused, considering something. “I don’t have to like him, do I?”
Remus blinked. “Of course you don’t. Just because I like him doesn’t mean that you have to. It doesn’t even mean that he likes me.” Remus pointed out.
“Well, to each his own. And I can live with whatever makes you happy. Just don’t tell me any, and I mean any, details.” Sirius added jokingly.
“Deal” Remus nodded and finished off his tea while Sirius did the same.
“I’ll be going then. Good luck with your new crush and all that.” Sirius got up to leave.
“Not new” Sirius turned back. “Since right before the prank” Remus finished. Sirius stared in shock.
“Oh. That explains the…” Sirius trailed off.
“Yeah, well good night Sirius. I’ll see you tomorrow Sirius. Don’t do anything stupid please.” Remus begged.
“I won’t, I promise.” Sirius turned back into a dog and padded out of the room and back to his own.
That certainly was a shocker and he would have to sleep on it before he did anything about this new development. Nothing harmful of course, he’d promised Remus. But his marauder genes wouldn’t allow him to have this enormous tidbit of knowledge and not doing anything with it.
Sirius slipped back into bed after throwing out the note he’d left. Tom hadn’t woken so it hadn’t been necessary. As Sirius slipped off into dreamland, he though about how happy he was now that he and Tom were together. Remus certainly deserved that much happiness.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 4:23 pm
Chapter 15
Zim and Dib woke together in the same bed like always but this morning was a bit different. Zim looked up to see Harry and Draco standing over them with enormous grins on their faces.
Zim knew they were up to something in an instant and he could only hope feverishly that he was to be included in the prank instead of having the prank pulled on him.
“Um, guys? What’s up the early wake up call?” Zim asked, waking up Dib who groaned sleepily and stretched, reminding Zim strongly of the snake DNA running through Dib’s veins.
“Well, we were thinking about how now that Um-b***h is gone and Tom, Remus and Sirius are here we can get away with more s**t.” Draco said smirking.
Dib woke up quickly at that and they all began planning their first prank of the day with many more to come for the year.
The first thing they needed to do was head for the kitchens and speak to the friendly-as-hell elves about the breakfasts of the Gryffindor table.
At breakfast a few minutes later the boys watched giddily as the Griffin-dorks dug into their food with gusto. Cries soon rang out throughout the hall as everyone noticed the changes going on at the Gryffindor table occupants.
Some were growing extra limbs while others’ hair was changing colors and patterns. Some clothes were changing colors to look like the other house uniforms and others’ clothes were displaying crude messages.
All in all it was a truly hilarious sight.
After their first class of the day, Potions, Severus held them back after class again.
“I suppose it was you four who were the ringleaders of this morning’s fiascos?” He asked with no small amount of pride in his voice.
“Now professor, why would we ever want to do something so mean to the Gryffindors?” Draco asked in the fakest innocent voice any of them had ever heard. Not two second later they all burst out laughing.
“Just wait for lunch and dinner. All the teachers will know is that it’s a Slytherin, nothing more.” Harry said with a smirk.
Severus chortled at the proclamation. “But your guardians will know it was your handiwork. They will know it by your smiles when the incidents, whatever they may be, occur.”
“Perhaps, but what are they to do?” Dib pointed out. “They’re the ones who persuaded us to act this way in the first place. Sirius will be proud and Remus and Tom will follow his example.”
“Besides that, we’re just so damned adorable that how could they punish us?” Zim said, fluttering his eyelashes and causing the group to laugh again.
“Well whatever it is that you end up doing, just don’t get caught and put them in the position where they have to punish you. They definitely wouldn’t appreciate it.” Severus told them sternly.
“Yes sir” was the general chorus as they left, looking forward to lunch.
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Later at lunch the quartet watched, eagerly anticipating what was to happen to the Hufflepuffs.
The Hufflepuffs, while not as eager to dig greedily and hastily into their food, were a generally trusting bunch and despite what had happened earlier to the Gryffindors, ate their food without checking it first.
As soon as they began eating their skin broke out with green and purple spots which shone through their clothes. It was quite the distraction and everyone turned to stare at the poor discolored children.
Soon though, as they were wont to do, the Hufflepuffs began to laugh at themselves, breaking the semi-silence which had previously been broken by isolated snickers throughout the hall. Their laughter was like a signal and everyone followed their example. Soon the hall was filled with laughter.
Severus looked down to see that as soon as the other students were laughing, so were the pranksters. They were smart, he noted, to not bring attention to themselves by laughing out of turn.
Draco turned to Harry, mouthing the words ‘we rock’. Harry nodded emphatically, grinning.
Zim wrapped an arm around Dib’s waist, kissing him softly in celebration of a prank pulled off without a hitch. Dib leant into the kiss and in the process leant into Zim.
“Get a room you two.” Draco smirked as Zim and Dib pulled apart reluctantly and scowled at him.
“Merlin, you can’t stand that we get some and you don’t, can you?” Zim groused. Draco only flushed deep red at the statement, answering Zim’s question. Harry also blushed slightly at the mention of his and Draco’s sex lives.
After lunch, the Hufflepuffs all went to the Hospital Wing on the order of Lucius to get themselves back to normal. They were missing for the rest of classes and by the time dinner rolled around, they quartet knew that they would have to be extra clever in their prank on the Ravenclaws.
They had made a potion of no color, no taste and no smell. It was rather ingenious, Draco thought, after he’d thought of it.
At dinner, as guessed, the Ravenclaws were cautious of their dinner. They’d sniffed it, and picked at it but in the end, they hadn’t suspected anything was amiss and ate it. No sooner than twenty minutes later they were all blue-skinned and their hair had fallen out. Their robes were flashing messages like ‘Ravenclaws suck’ on the boys and ‘Ravenclaw sluts love Ravens – Go Bestiality!’
The whole hall laughed uproariously at the results and the Ravenclaws’ faces burned in shame and embarrassment. Without prompting from Headmaster Malfoy they ran out to the Hospital Wing to get their problem fixed.
The next morning Lucius stood in front of the Great Hall to speak.
“It has come to my attention that come of the Slytherins have been pulling pranks on the other houses. This needs to stop immediately and the culprits need to turn themselves in to either myself or a teacher.”
Zim, Dib, Draco and Harry all grinned, being careful not to be noticed by anyone though. As if they would turn themselves in. NOT!
The first class of the day was Potions and at the end of the class Severus motioned for the boys to stay behind.
“Boys, you do know that your guardians know that you did that, correct?” Severus started the conversation.
“Yeah, we figured as much. Tom and Remus couldn’t hide their grins.” Dib said happily.
“Yeah, even as a dog Sirius looked proud.” Harry pointed out gleefully.
“But I think your dad wants you to admit it.” Zim said to Draco.
“I gathered as much from his speech. Do you guys think we should?” Draco asked.
They all appeared to be thinking it over. Eventually they appeared to have come to a decision.
“We should probably tell someone to get it over with but we have to tell someone that won’t get us into too much trouble.” Harry said thoughtfully. They all nodded and then turned slowly to face Severus.
Severus caught on immediately and slapped his hand to his forehead.
“No” he said simply.
They still continued to look at him imploringly.
“No” he said again, but without as much conviction.
Still they stared at him.
“No” he said weakly.
They kept staring resolutely at him.
“Fine” Severus groaned, outdone by mere 15 year olds. “Detention tonight at eight for all four of you as your punishment” he told them.
“Is that all?” Zim asked. Severus nodded in agreement and the quartet trouped out of his classroom.
“Glad that’s over with” Draco commented.
“Yeah” Harry agreed.
“Hey guys?” Dib said, getting their attention. “Zim and I have some… homework we need to get done.” With that he grabbed Zim’s hand and they ran off down the corridor.
Draco and Harry stared at them for a moment and, upon seeing them disappear, turned back to each other.
“Um, Harry?” Draco asked.
“Uh huh?”
“Do you want to… go on a… date with me?” Draco asked in a tiny voice.
Harry could damn near hear his heart beating furiously in his chest. He felt his palms start to sweat and his mouth went dry.
Draco mistook Harry’s silence for refusal and turned, running down the opposite hall with tears streaming down his face.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 1:55 pm
Chapter 16
Harry blinked as he saw Draco run away crying. Why would Draco be crying though? He had to follow him. With that thought resounding in his head, Harry ran off in the same direction as Draco had run.
When Harry found Draco he was bawling his eyes out in the corner of a small unused classroom.
Harry walked slowly over to his boyfriend to keep from alarm. Harry knelt in the corner next to Draco but Draco didn’t look up, probably not even knowing Harry was there.
“Draco” Harry called his boyfriend. Draco looked up sharply and gazed fearfully at Harry.
“You ran away before I could answer you. Why?” Harry asked.
“It’s obvious what your answer was going to be.” Draco mumbled.
“Really? What was my answer going to be then?” Harry asked, angry that Draco would assume as he did.
“I know you were going to say no. It was written all over your face. That’s why you didn’t answer at first.” Draco curled around himself further.
“Draco, did it ever occur to you that I would say yes?” Harry asked.
“No” Draco sniffled.
“Well I was.” Harry informed him. “I was just speechless for a minute.”
“Really?” Draco sniffed.
“Yeah, why don’t you try that again but this time, don’t run away.” Harry suggested.
“Would you… go on a date with me Harry?” Draco asked. Harry launched himself at Draco, enveloping him in a tight hug.
“I’d love to” he whispered in Draco’s ear and burrowed his head into Draco’s neck.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry’s middle happily and hugged him back. Harry was happy that he could calm Draco enough to ask him out again and this time answer before he ran out.
Draco began petting Harry’s hair softly and Harry gasped involuntarily. Harry pressed closer to Draco and in so doing pressed his mouth to Draco’s neck. He began to mouth the skin sensually and suck and bite it.
Draco moaned, arching his neck to Harry’s ministrations Draco moved his hand down to grab Harry’s a** from inside his trousers when Harry froze.
“Harry, what’s wrong?” Harry heard Draco call out to him through the faze of his memories.
“Please… no… I’ll be good… promise…” Harry mumbled, curling in on himself.
“Harry!” Draco shook his boyfriend’s shoulder urgently but to no avail.
“Harry, please wake up!” Draco called out again.
But still Harry didn’t react other than to curl further into himself.
Draco got up and, seeing no other option, went to Dib and Zim to get help. Maybe they knew what was going on and how to fix it.
He ran to the dorm to find Zim and Dib locked in a fiery embrace.
“Guys, quick, I need help with Harry!” Dib and Zim sprang apart immediately and followed after Draco quickly.
When they arrived in the abandoned they saw that Harry had not changed his position since Draco had left to get help.
“What happened?” Zim asked.
Draco, not wanting to go into detail answered vaguely “We were making out and he got like that.”
“I can’t imagine him reacting like this over just making out.” Dib said skeptically.
“Well, I kinda started touching him between his… you know.” Draco said blushing.
Dib nodded absently. “Yeah, that would do it.”
“Why’s he like this?” Draco asked, hoping that knowledge would help him get his Harry out of this state.
“It’s not our story to tell.” Zim said and he and Dib went over to Harry, wrapping him in their arms. Harry slowly stopped rocking and relaxed. Before long he was falling asleep in his friends’ arms.
“Why couldn’t I have done that too?” Draco asked petulantly. Why did they get to hold Harry and have him fall asleep in their arms while not in his arms?
“Because your thoughtlessness is what got him into this state in the first place!” Zim snapped.
Draco hung his head in shame. It was true. If he had talked to Harry about touching of that nature before then he might have known not to and even why. But now Harry was asleep and Merlin only knew how he would react to the situation in the morning or whenever he woke up.
The next day when Harry woke, Draco was nowhere to be seen. Harry hardly had to wonder as to why. How could he have reacted like that?! What was wrong with him? Draco was nothing like Vernon or the others so why did he react like he was?
The first class of the day was Potions but no matter how many times Harry tried to explain himself to Draco, the blonde shied away from him, only speaking when absolutely necessary.
So on it went for the rest of the day and curfew was fast approaching. Harry didn’t want to have this hanging over him in his sleep and vowed to himself to talk to Draco even if he had to pin the blonde to the ground.
In the common room Harry went down and saw Draco sitting in a chair reading a book. But when Draco felt Harry’s gaze upon him he put his book up ad made to leave.
“Draco, can we talk?” Harry asked politely.
“I’m really tired. I’m heading off to bed.” Draco said shortly. He did NOT want to deal with how badly he’d ******** things up between himself and Harry.
“Please Draco? I really want to talk.” Harry pleaded, placing a hand on Draco’s shoulder.
“I’m getting a headache from reading. Can we talk tomorrow?” Draco tried yet again to get away but Harry’s grip on his shoulder tightened.
“Please” Harry asked softly.
Draco sighed, but resigned himself to having ‘the talk’ with Harry.
“Fine” Draco murmured and flopped gracelessly in a fluffy chair. If he had to do this, he could at least be physically comfortable, if not mentally.
Harry sat himself carefully in the chair next to Draco, trying to maintain eye contact but Draco lowered his head to gaze at his own lap.
“Why have you been avoiding me all day?” Harry asked in a small voice.
Draco was silent for the longest time before answering. “I ******** up.” He said simply.
Harry sat gob-smacked. “You ******** up? I’m the one who over-reacted.” Harry voiced his opinion.
“Over-reacted?! I’m the one who should have talked to you about it first! Because of my thoughtlessness you went into some kind of panic attack and I couldn’t even help you. I had to ask Zim and Dib for help!” Draco said, blaming himself.
“You couldn’t have known how messed up I am in the head. I should have told you.” Harry’s voice faded. “I’m the one who ******** up.” By the end of that sentence Harry’s voice was almost a whisper.
They say together in silence for what seemed like forever before Draco finally voiced what was nagging at him.
“Harry, why?”
Harry was visibly collecting himself for explaining.
“When I was little… my uncle… he didn’t like me very much.” Draco was wisely silent, not wanting to interrupt what was obviously a difficult speech.
“When I messed up… when I wasn’t good… his coworkers… friends… whatever… they would come over and… they… they did things to me… they… touched me.” Harry stuttered over his words.
Draco could literally see red. How DARE those damnable muggles do that to his Harry. No wonder Harry had reacted the way he had. Now Draco felt even worse for his actions towards Harry.
But on the other hand, he felt immeasurable fury towards Harry’s ‘family’. Treating his Harry like a common WHORE! They should all burn in Hell for their actions. If it cost him his last breath, he would get revenge for Harry!
Harry watched the different emotions play over Draco’s face but wasn’t aware of all the things going through his head. Draco’s face finally settled on anger and Harry thought that Draco was mad at him and he flinched.
Draco, realizing the reaction Harry was having to his, quickly schooled his features into a gentle expression. He moved over to Harry’s chair and sat on the armrest placing his arm around Harry’s shoulder comfortingly.
“Shh, it’s okay. I’m sorry I was angry. I’m not angry at you. Not at all” Draco assured him.
“Really? Then why…?” Harry trailed off.
“I’m mad at them, not you. I could never be mad at you for something like that. It wasn’t your fault.”
“Yes it was.” Harry argued. “I’m the one who wasn’t good. I… I misbehaved.”
“No Harry. You didn’t do anything to deserve what they did to you. Do you understand me? No one deserves that.” Draco said forcefully.
Harry looked wide-eyed at Draco as though the thought had never occurred to him that it wasn’t at all his fault, strengthening Draco’s resolve for revenge.
Harry let his head fall against Draco’s shoulder, tired from the emotional strain of explaining his past.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 8:30 am
Chapter 17
Severus stood at his cauldron putting the final touches on the Wolfsbane Potion for Remus. Idly Severus wondered when he’d started thinking of the wolf as Remus instead of Lupin.
It had started not long after he’d joined the Order:
FLASHBACK
Severus sat in front of the rest of the Order, repeatedly explaining his position which forced him into joining.
“How do we know that this isn’t some sort of ruse. One of Voldemort’s plans to infiltrate our organization?” Moody asked obstinately.
“How many times must I explain myself to you Alabastor?” Severus sneered, his patience waning.
“Enough times that I actually believe you!” Moody snapped.
“Well I for one believe Severus.” Remus said, shocking the whole room. Dumbledore’s eyes got the damnable twinkle in them at Remus’s outburst.
“Well that settles it then.” Dumbledore clapped his hands together in glee.
“Settles what, exactly?” Half of the room demanded.
“Obviously Albus believes that if even one of use believes in Severus then that’s enough.” Remus said, without his usual cheerfulness.
“Oh and I feel so much better knowing that a mangy wolf who tried to kill me believes that I’m true in my intentions.” Severus sneered in Remus’s direction.
“Don’t listen to him Moony.” Sirius patted his friend on the shoulder. “That ungrateful prat never believed you about that night, why the hell should you believe him?”
“Just because he’s a prat doesn’t mean I have to be.” Remus stated.
“If that’s all there is to say, then I think we should all go home to our loved ones.” Albus declared and shooed them on their way.
Severus scowled but left the office, only to run into a meddling wolf and his mutt.
“Is there something I can help you two imbeciles with?” Severus sneered.
“Snivilus, why the hell won’t you hear Remy out?” Sirius asked angrily.
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business Black.” Severus pointed out.
“How many times do I have to tell you that I have no control over the wolf?” Remus pleaded.
Severus seemed to be thinking this over for a few seconds. “Twenty thousand times” he told them sarcastically and walked down the hallway outside to his apartment.
END FLASHBACK
That was 15 years ago this day. Remus had explained himself at every given opportunity and hadn’t asked even once if Severus forgave him.
Severus was beginning to wonder if Remus even expected his forgiveness anymore. Not that it was really an issue at this point. Severus had forgiven Remus long ago but never had the opportunity or inclination to tell him.
When the Wolfsbane potion was finally done, Severus poured it into a goblet and went off to Remus’s rooms.
When Remus heard the knock on his door he had just finished gulping down the Wolfsbane potion that he’d gotten Olivander to make for him. It didn’t taste as good as the one that Severus made, which was saying something, and he was seriously regretting taking it as he felt his bowels begin to churn in discomfort.
But he still got up and answered the door to find a scowling Severus.
“Hey Sever…” Remus tried to greet his coworker but dissolved into a coughing fit.
“Oh Merlin!” Severus put the goblet down and rushed to Remus’s side. “What’s wrong? Have you eaten anything strange lately?” Remus nodded mutely, unable to speak due to his coughing fit.
Severus pulled a general health potion and held it to Remus’s mouth. Remus reached out and gulped down the potion, not bothering to ask what it was. His coughing dissolved into nothingness and soon he was breathing naturally again.
“Thank you” he told Severus gratefully. “If you don’t mind I need to beat the crap out of someone right now.” Severus let go and Remus went into the other room.
His curiosity piqued, Severus followed. What he saw was Remus kicking and cursing a scared and whimpering Olivander. Minutes later Remus finished, leaving Olivander curled up in a ball in a corner.
“Dare I ask?” Severus said.
“He made me a faulty potion.” Remus said shortly.
“And what pray-tell, did he make that you drank from an unlicensed and unauthorized Potions Master?” Severus asked rhetorically. He already had a good guess as to which potion it was.
“Voldemort told me he could make my ******** Wolfsbane potion and you see how well that worked out.” Remus grumbled.
“What did you tell him to do?” Severus asked.
“I told him to ‘make me a working Wolfsbane potion’.” Remus quoted himself.
“There’s your problem.” Remus paid close attention. “You told him to make it work, not to make it so that it worked and wasn’t detrimental to your health.” Severus pointed out.
Remus felt like smacking himself repeatedly on the forehead for his stupidity.
“And how exactly did you come into the position where-in you have Olivander, the most decorated wand maker in Europe, as your personal slave?” Severus asked.
“I am the representative for the non-humans in our world and as such, he gave him to me as a gesture of good faith.” Remus explained.
“I see. And no one thought to tell me of this little revelation?”
“I’m sorry. It totally slipped my mind with all of the s**t that’s been going on this summer. First I found out that Sirius was innocent, that he and Harry and his gang have joined forces with Voldemort and then I get Olivander as a slave. Did I mention that Peter is Sirius’s slave as well? That came as a shock since I thought Sirius killed him!” Remus summarized his summer.
“I can see how a simple thing as telling me you had no need of my services must have slipped your mind then.” Severus said shortly. “I’ll be on my way then.” And he turned to leave.
“Wait!” Remus grabbed Severus’s shoulder to halt the man. “That is… would you like to play a game of chess with me?” He asked cordially.
Severus hesitated but relented. What could a game of chess hurt? So he settled down to play with Remus.
Almost two hours later Severus was winning. Remus hadn’t had any doubt in his mind that he would though so it was no surprise. Within three moved Severus had him check mated.
Remus turned over his own king in defeat. “You win.” He declared.
“And what do I win, oh mighty one?” Severus joked, at ease. Remus almost choked on his own spit in shock. Severus Snape had just joked with him. He quickly gathered himself together again.
“What do you want?” He asked.
“For you not to take the potions made by that imbecile ever again.” Severus said seriously. “Merlin only knows what he could have done to that potion, or any other that you might want.”
Remus smiled. Maybe Severus did care. “I promise.”
“Good” Severus nodded to himself. He got up to leave.
“I suppose I should be on my way then.” Severus drawled.
“I suppose.” Remus agreed half-heartedly.
Severus got up to go but as he reached for the door handle Remus stopped him yet again.
“Thanks for, you know, saving me and all. I really appreciate it.” Remus drew him into a quick, tight hug and let go just as quickly. Severus stood in shock but collected himself and nodded his head.
“It was nothing.”
“It wasn’t and you know it. You could have just as easily let me die or whatever else Olivander had planned for me.” Remus argued.
Severus only blushed lightly in acknowledgment before turning quickly down the corridor.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 8:53 am
This is very cute.
Continue!! ^^
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 10:04 am
Chapter 18
Tom sat in the chair at his desk which was situated next to a fireplace. At the moment the fireplace had a floating head in it.
“I understand your dilemma in dealing with Fudge Lucius, but at the moment you have to deal. He needs to believe that he has a modicum of political power.” Tom told his second-in-command.
“Yes master” Lucius bowed his head in respect.
“More importantly, how soon can we get a hit man out on Umbridge. Without her, Fudge will loose his scare factor and efficiency at the Ministry.
“We can have her out and no one will be any wiser by the end of the week.” Lucius assured his lord.
“See that it goes to plan. Tell whoever is sent to it knows to make it look accidental.” Tom ordered.
“As my lord commands it.” Lucius said reverently and the connection was lost.
The world was in total chaos and Tom knew that now was the time to take over. That way everyone would see him as the one who saved them from the inefficiency of the Minister.
BY THE END OF THE WEEK
Umbridge was declared dead by teacup. It was determined that she had bought a dark teacup which turned whatever the drinker filled it with into poison. No sooner had Umbridge taken a sip of her morning tea then she was literally puking out her stomach.
Because of the state she was in, Umbridge couldn’t call for help and minutes later she was dead.
Fudge mourned the loss of his own second-in-command and in doing so for as long as he did the chaos became worse. People in the street cursed the current Minister, wished he was dead, and then quickly got off the street.
Pickpockets ran amuck, stores were looted and children were even being stolen from. Stealing candy from children became commonplace for the hungry and parents feared for their children’s lives.
Known Death Eaters were hired as security and their social and political status was ignored in favor of muscle. But no matter the circumstances, the Death Eaters didn’t do any more than stun offenders on the orders of their lord.
Tom set up a press conference with the Daily Prophet to deal with the pandemonium.
“Mr. Riddle, what are your views on the events currently unfolding?” One reporter asked.
“I believe that the chaos ensuing due to Fudge’s ineptitude is a crying shame. Were I in charge, none of this would be happening.” Tom assured the crowd.
“How would you keep this from happening?” Another reporter asked.
“I would have current Death Eaters, who are doing very well as security measures, in Aurors’ positions. If in these times the Death Eaters are being turned to for protection then what hope can there be in the current Ministry.”
“Mr. Riddle, are you a supporter of You-Know-Who?” A reported questioned.
“I am a supported of not one person in particular but the concept of peace and protection. It is my belief that in taking the muggle-borns from their muggle parents we could lessen the chances of another witch-hunt. Those muggle-borns with little power are more likely to go back to that world. Where is our insurance that they do not tell their people of our world? We have none.”
“With that plan, how would you intend to convince the muggle parents to relinquish their children?” Someone called out.
“If necessary I would obliviate the parents and take the children. All children with the ability and power to do magic deserve the chance to learn. I would start a witch and wizard’s orphanage, keeping the children out of muggle orphanages.”
“I was raised in a muggle orphanage because my father hated anything to do with magic and my mother died in childbirth. Children do not deserve to be called a freak simply because of their powers.” Tom declared to a now cheering crowd.
“Mr. Riddle, would you take over the position of Minister of Magic?” Someone asked when all the noise had died down.
“I would, but Merlin knows how much I have going on. Personally, I believe that the position should be filled by someone who believes as I do and has proven that he can be in charge: Lucius Malfoy!”
Different reactions ranged through the crowd at his proclamation but generally speaking they were positive.
“I propose a new vote this weekend to take Fudge out of office and put Lucius in his place.” Tom shouted. The crowd cheered agreeably.
When the weekend came everyone voted to take Fudge out of office and put Lucius in. Lucius made it public knowledge that Peter Pettigrew was not only alive, but was the one who betrayed the Potters, not Sirius Black. Sirius’s name was cleared and given back his fortune that had been confiscated upon his original arrest.
Back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry the Headmaster had gone off to be Minister and they were voting for the new Headmaster.
Due to his known Death Eater status and the Death Eaters’ gaining political power he was voted into power. Severus had always been there for the school and his students, for the most part had the best grades in all the country due to his status as Potions Master and hard task mastery.
Severus, not knowing who else to choose, picked Remus to be the Vice-Headmaster. Because of this there would of course be weekly meetings between Severus and Remus. He also hired another Potions Master, Slughorn to take over his classes.
Lucius, meanwhile, was taking charge quite nicely at the Ministry. Fudge had NOT been happy with loosing his job and power, despite his inefficiency. Fudge protested everyday outside the office and demanded his job back day in and day out with a gaggle of followers.
One day, Fudge, enraged at the lack of response to his protesting, stormed inside and marched right up to Lucius at his desk.
“Malfoy!” He shouted in Lucius’s face.
“Is there something I can do for you Fudge?” Lucius asked calmly, wordlessly casting a silent alarm spell.
“I want my job back!” Fudge screamed.
“Then you shouldn’t have done such a poor job of it.” Lucius told him calmly.
“Why you” Fudge growled menacingly, pulling out his wand.
Just then a squad of Aurors burst into the room, stunning Fudge and taking him away.
“Minister Malfoy, are you all right?” The Auror in charge of the squad asked.
“He didn’t get the chance to cast anything. You and your squad arrived just in the nick of time.” Lucius commended him. The Auror bowed his head gratefully at the praise and left the office.
Lucius went directly to the holding cell with a bound Fudge sitting in the interrogation chair. He made a motion with an open palm and an Auror placed a vial of Versitarium. Three drops were placed on Fudge’s tongue and the questioning began.
“What is your name?” Lucius asked.
“Cornelius Theodore Fudge” came out in a monotone.
“How old are you?” Lucius asked the last test question.
“57 years old” Fudge answered.
“Why did you come into the Ministry today?” Lucius got to the serious questions.
“To get my job back.”
“How did you intend to get it back?” Lucius asked.
“By ordering Lucius Malfoy to abdicate.” Fudge answered vaguely.
“And what were you planning to do when I refused to comply?” Lucius asked.
“I planned to kill Lucius to get my job back.” Fudge answered, condemning himself.
“And the other protestors outside? What is their purpose?” Lucius asked.
“They support me and are willing to do whatever I ask.”
That was the nail on the coffin and Lucius left to his office. After questioning Fudge under Versitarium, Lucius got right on a punishment form for Fudge. For intent to murder the current Minister of Magic, treachery and trespassing he was sentenced to death after a Dementor’s Kiss.
He then sent his Aurors out to round up the rest of the protestors which included the Weasley clan minus the twins, the rest of the Order that was still alive and a few Gryffindors including Seamus and Dean. They were arrested under the charge of treachery against the Ministry and sentenced to 15 years in Azkaban Prison.
Hogwarts School was much more tranquil without those Gryffindors to instigate fights left and right.
It was the first week of Severus’s new rule at Hogwarts and everything was running perfectly.
“Professor Lupin” Severus said, walking into the classroom.
“Ah, Headmaster Snape! What can I do for you?” Remus smiled. It had come as such a shock that Severus would choose him as his Vice-Headmaster and he had been in a perpetual good mood since.
“If I could speak to you outside for a moment?” Severus stepped to the side of the door.
“Class, keep working on that spell, I’ll be back momentarily.” Remus walked out of the room with Severus.
“How can I help Severus?” Remus asked, still smiling.
“You of course know that as Headmaster and Vice-Headmaster we are required to meet once a week to discuss anything of importance, correct?” Remus nodded, waiting to see where this was going.
“I was hoping we could meet later today for a lunch meeting, if you have no objections?” Severus asked.
“Of course not, I will see you after this class then.” Remus’s smile threatened to split his face in two he was so happy.
“I will see you in my office then.” Severus said, his robes swirling about him as he turned and walked away.
A/N: Thank you SO much for the review the Radioactive Mongoose! I so love you right now!
Also, there is only one chapter left in this story.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 2:47 pm
One more chapter?! No! What will I read now? You HAVe to make another one. T^T
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 8:57 pm
Chapter 19
Twenty minutes later saw Remus Lupin traipsing up to the Headmaster’s office. He had changed into more casual attire for the lunch meeting and was now wearing a pair of black slacks and a chocolate brown button down shirt which emphasized his golden eyes.
“Wolfsbane” Remus said the password and the gargoyle sprang aside for him. When he arrived at the top of the stairs he saw that lunch was already out for the both of them: lamb chops with mashed potatoes and green beans.
“This looks delicious” Remus exclaimed.
“Thank you” Severus inclines his head.
“Did you make this?” Remus asked incredulously.
“I don’t let anyone get the chance to poison me with infiltrating elves. Besides, I’m a Potion’s Master and Potions aren’t that far off from cooking.” Severus shrugged off his accomplishment.
“It still looks delicious” Remus declared obstinately.
“Whatever” Severus mumbled blushing. Remus couldn’t stop himself from grinning at his accomplishment. They began eating.
“Severus, why?” Remus couldn’t help but ask.
Severus sighed having known this was coming.
“Because you always stuck up for me even when no one else would. And because I’m… sorry.” Remus almost choked.
“I beg your pardon?” He asked politely.
“I’m sorry for not forgiving you for… you know.” Severus murmured.
“You mean…?” Severus nodded. Remus sat back, gob-smacked. “Whoa.”
“Indeed.” Severus agreed.
“I’d ask if you were joking but you wouldn’t joke about something like this, would you?” Reus asked rhetorically.
They ate in silence for a few minutes before Remus needed to say something else.
“I’ll always stick up for you.” He said somberly. Severus looked up, shocked.
“You really mean that, don’t you?” Severus asked.
“I do” Remus felt himself loosing his reserves. “I will always be there for you because I… I love you.” Remus couldn’t believe he’d just said that! He slapped a hand to his mouth, embarrassed.
“Excuse me” Remus ran out of the office and back to his rooms, cancelling the rest of his classes for the day on the grounds that he wasn’t feeling well.
Severus tried desperately to get Remus alone but he had disappeared. He wasn’t in his classes and he wasn’t at meals. Finally Severus gave up and went to the dungeons to ask for help.
“Muggle-born” he spoke the unlikely password for Tom’s chambers.
“Ah, Severus, what can I do for you?” Tom asked cordially.
“Actually sir, I was looking for Black.” Severus said. Said mutt came ambling out of the bedroom as a dog but quickly turned back into human as he saw the impatient look on Severus’s face.
“What can I do you for Sir?” Sirius mock saluted him.
“Where is that damnable wolf?” Severus growled.
“What are you talking about?” Sirius asked surprised. Why would Remus be hiding?
“What happened?” He asked suspiciously.
“He told me… something and then just ran off. I have been looking for him for the past three days but I haven’t been able to get a moment alone with him since.” Severus answered, skipping some points. “It’s infuriating!”
Sirius had a pretty good idea as to what Remus could have said that would make him run off and hide. The problem was that if he said what Sirius thought he said, then chances were he really didn’t want to be caught.
“I can show you where he normally hides but I don’t think he’s at any of those places.” Sirius told him.
“And why won’t he be at those places?” Severus sneered impatiently.
“If you don’t know the answer to that question all by yourself then you don’t deserve to know where he is.” Sirius said seriously.
Severus froze. Did Sirius know?
“Yeah, I know what he said.” Sirius answered his unasked question before leading the way out of the office.
All of the unused classrooms Remus used to hide in as a child were empty. Sirius opened the passageway beneath the humpbacked witch but it too was devoid of any werewolves. Finally the men gave up and went back down to the dungeons to ask for help elsewhere.
“Mr. Potter!” Severus called when he saw them. Harry looked up from his position curled up between Draco’s legs and Dib and Zim were curled together in another chair.
“Can I help you Headmaster?” Harry asked.
“I need to see that map the Weasley twins gave you.” Severus told him.
“Why?” He asked suspiciously.
“Professor Lupin is hiding and we are unable to find him.” Harry raised a brow at him.
“And you’ve yet to realize why.” Harry shook his head mockingly. Severus was starting to get pissed. “What day is it?” Harry asked simply.
“Thursday” Severus answered.
“More specifically” Harry prompted.
Sirius caught on first. “The first full moon was last night!” That meant that night and the next night would be full moons also. No wonder Remus was blurted out what he had. Judging by the downing look of comprehension on Severus’s face, Sirius could guess that he’d figured that out as well.
“I know where he is!” Sirius exclaimed happily. Severus raced after Sirius.
“What are we doing here!?” Severus cried upon seeing where he’d almost been killed as a teen: The Whomping Willow.
“Where did you think Remus went for his transformations? Especially considering the tree was brought in the same year that Remus enrolled.” Sirius tossed over his shoulder. He sent a charmed ice bubble to the knot, stilling the flailing branches.
“Come on!” Severus did as he was told for once and followed Sirius into the passageway leading into the shack under the Whomping Willow.
Inside they found a whimpering Remus who was curled up in a fetal position. Severus rushed over to Remus’s side.
“Oh Merlin he’s going to be in pain.” Severus said to himself.
“Why would he be in pain? Doesn’t he have Olivander to make potions for him?” Severus shook his head at Sirius’s question.
“I made him promise not to after he almost died. He did something to the potion and I saw him choking and heaving. All these ******** Headmaster duties made me forget to make the potion for him.” Severus berated himself mentally as well as smacking himself on the head.
Sirius joined in, smacking his on the head and arm repeatedly.
“You do something like this ever again and I WILL A.K. you.” He promised menacingly. Severus merely nodded his acknowledgement and stayed kneeling on the floor with Remus.
Just then Remus began to change, screaming in agony and twisting painfully as bones cracked and reformed. Fur sprouted and skin fell away with sickeningly squicky sounds.
Severus stepped back, alarmed. Sirius turned into Padfoot and circled the newly transformed wolf and growling.
Remus shook his head, waking up. He took one look at the grim circling him and then stared at Severus who stood stock still in a corner, shivering in fright.
Remus stood up and circled Padfoot, sniffing the other canine’s rump in greeting before turning to look at Severus again.
Sirius stepped in front of Remus to try to protect his friend’s love. Remus nudged Padfoot gently in a side direction. Padfoot followed the wolf to Severus, careful enough to make sure Remus didn’t do anything he’d regret.
Remus made his way to the now cowering man in the corner. He sniffed at him and recognized the scent as belonging to his mate. He nudged the man’s leg and tilted his head to the side.
Severus caught on and lowered his hand to pat the wolf on the head. It titled its head further to the side and wagged its tail happily. Severus scratched the wolf behind the ear and the wolf’s left leg twitched.
Padfoot stepped back, knowing that Severus was safe for now.
Remus nuzzled his muzzle into the clothes of a shocked Severus, grabbing onto some of the fabric with his teeth and sitting down expectantly.
Severus sat own and Remus curled around him comfortably and rested his head on Severus’s lap. Severus stroked a hand absently though the soft thick fur and soon they both fell asleep curled up together with Severus hugging the wolf to him and Remus wagging his tail in his sleep.
Padfoot stayed up, keeping watch over the two men in their sleep and making sure no one snuck in.
The next morning at dawn found Remus twisting and writhing in pain, waking up the rest of the Shack’s occupants. Not long after the fur fell out and the skin re-grew Remus was human again.
Severus pulled out a pain releaving potion and touched a hand to Remus’s shoulder. Remus snapped to attention when he felt a hand on his shoulder. When he saw Severus he shied away as if in pain.
Severus held out the potion ad Remus tentatively took it, gulping it down quickly.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Severus asked softly.
“Tell you what? That I loved you? Or that even my wolf considered you a mate? What do you think I should have told you?” Remus croaked out.
“Well” Severus said calmly. “”I was speaking in regards to your Wolfsbane Potion but those are excellent points as well.” Remus blushed hotly.
“I have to go now.” Remus said and made for the exit passageway.
Severus placed a hand on his shoulder though, halting his movement. “Please don’t.” He whispered. Remus turned but kept his head bowed in embarrassment.
They stood in an awkward silence for a few minutes before Severus grew impatient once again.
“Mate?” He said quietly. Remus could only nod, for he was too embarrassed to say anything.
Severus knew what being Remus’s mate meant. If he would only go with it then he would gain a loyal, true and randy lover whom he would undoubtedly fall in love with given the chance.
What he really needed to know though was if Remus was even willing to given it a shot. Without the participation of both parties the mating process would forever be incomplete.
“Would you look at me already?” Severus snapped finally. Remus raised his head but still kept his eyes ******** this” Severus said almost to himself and grabbed Remus’s chin, leaning forward and planting his lips upon Remus’s. Remus melted instantly against Severus, opening his mouth invitingly.
Severus took the invitation and plunged his tongue into the depths of Remus’s mouth and twisting their tongues together sensually. Remus clutched at Severus’s robes desperately, pulling him closer.
Severus let loose his hold on Remus’s chin, sliding it back to hold Remus’s head close.
“Please” Remus whimpered against Severus’s lips and ground himself against the dark man.
“I think now would be a good time to remind you that today is a school day and I’m still in the room.” Sirius said loudly, interrupting the passion.
Remus and Severus both glared heatedly at the animangus for interrupting them. Severus cupped Remus’s cheek tenderly, turning the werewolf’s attention back to him.
“Later, I promise” he said and placed one last kiss on him.
THE END!
Author’s Note: This was the last chapter with anything plot-related. The next chapter is nothing but sexy goodness. Anyone who wants the un-edited version can PM me to get the link to where I posted it but only if you’re over 18!
To LeeAnn Elric: I have a few other stories that I've written, none of the Invader Zim ones are PG13, not can they be edited to be PG13, they're too smut obsessed. But I have written other things that can be edited but they aren't all Invader Zim. Just PM me and I can let you know what they are.
That goes to anyone else who wants a story from me.
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