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Much Ado About Nothing	By : goblet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
by The Goblet

Chapter 9

James made his way back into the ballroom. He was concerned about Moony's strange behaviour, but had dismissed it as simple werewolf jealousy. He made a mental note not to spend any time alone with Snape. No doubt Remus would tear him apart if they started hexing each other again.

He was, however, troubled by Lily's words earlier that evening. She had called him a fool, a clown. What did she know? In these times of war it was always good to have some light comic relief.

Really! Only licentious and lecherous women fancy him? Well that was clearly jealousy on her part. Probably still upset that he'd dropped her after only two dates back in sixth year.

Not attracted to his wit? James scoffed. Was it his fault that his previous conquests shagged and squealed? Was it his fault that his reputation had preceded him? He took all credit for being great in bed, and well endowed, but it wasn't as though he went around boasting about the fact. Oh wait a minute. Yes he did.

Still, she had no right to speak about him in such a way to a complete stranger, someone she didn't even know. James stopped short. Since when had Lily ever spoken so candidly to a non-Order member? How did she know that she could trust the man she was dancing with?

Suddenly, James understood: Lily had bloody well known that she was speaking with him! Ooh she was going to pay!

James wandered over to the refreshments table and poured himself a cup of punch.

"Prongs, have you seen Moony?" asked Sirius as he approached the table.

James swallowed his drink before replying. "I found him crying in the toilets."

"Crying?" asked Sirius, slightly worried

Potter nodded. "I thought it was because he thought Snivellus didn't love him. So I told him, and I think I was telling the truth, that you told Snape that Remus loved him, and that Snape returned the feeling."

"So he was crying because he Snape loved him?" Sirius was confused.

James shook his head. "He told me that he wished you both joy. I think… I think he thinks you stole Snape."

"Stole him?"

"Like you saw whatever he sees in the greasy git and instead of trying to convince him that Moony loves him, you convinced him that you loved him." James looked up at his friend.

"Oh Merlin!" Sirius laughed. "Imagine thinking that I would find Snape attractive! I shudder to think. Of course I spoke on Moony's behalf!"

James looked relieved; he didn't think he could handle two of his friends being attracted to Snivellus. "Why did you do it? If you don't mind me asking that is. Why did you talk to Snape?" asked James. The question had been burning in his mind for the entire day.

"You're not asking the right question."

"I'm not?"

"No, the question you should have asked was: 'Why didn't I do anything about it?'"

"It is?"

"Prongs. This is Remus we are talking about. I would die for him. He needed for us to accept this. No matter how much I hate that greasy snivelling toad, I love Remus more. And he loves Snivellus. And while I detest the git, I can't tell Remus who to love. Obviously he sees something in Snape that we don't, and I admire him for that. That's why I support him. And that's why you should support him. Of course, if he had declared his undying love to Voldemort, I'd be a little worried - but he hasn't."

James looked at his friend, processing all that he had just said. It made sense, of course. And it was obvious that Remus needed them to accept Severus, just as they he had needed to accept his lycanthrope. Prongs scratched his head "Would you die for me?"

"Of course."

"Well that's alright then."

"You know, Lily has a bone to pick with you. The wizard she was dancing with told her told that you insulted her," stated Sirius, as he watched Lily across the room.

James opened his mouth in protest. "That woman! There I was, in costume, dancing with her, trying to see if she does, as she claimed, keep a civil tongue. And she tells me, that I am a clown, that I was duller than a Muggle doorknob, that I layer joke upon joke until my audience wishes to see me at the business end of a nasty hex. She speaks with daggers and every word stabs. If her breath was as foul as the words she speaks, she would gas every living creature for miles. In fact, if her breath was so foul, all we need do is portkey her into a Death Eater rebel and we'd win the war. I wouldn't marry her if she were the last woman left on this earth."

"Who said anything about marriage?" said Sirius, trying his best to keep a straight face. "Look, here she comes now," he continued smiling as Lily came barrelling towards them with Remus in tow.

"Oh sweet Merlin!" James turned to his friend. "I'm sure I have forgotten something - anything. We forgot to set the fireworks."

"Nope." Sirius grinned.

"I need to go and – um – refill the punch."

"It's self-replenishing."

"Paint the ceiling blue?"

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Repair Minerva's sneak-o-scope?"

"It's not broken."

"Get one of Albus' nose hairs for one of Snape's concoctions?"

"Eww"

"Well I'd rather try to pluck one of Albus' nose hairs than speak three words to her. Are you sure you can't think of anything I should be doing?"

"You should keep me company," replied Sirius as the two approached.

"Merlin – I don't think I can spend another minute in her company, I'm… off to find Peter, who knows where he has disappeared to."

Sirius laughed as he watched James flee from Lily's company. He turned to the young witch. "You, Miss Evans, have lost James' heart."

Lily sighed loudly. "You know Mr Black, he leant it to me for… hmm… about a week and a half. And then, he took it back and leant it to someone else. So I suppose you are correct: I have lost his heart." She picked up an orange from the fruit bowl and peeled it with her wand.

"He's terribly hurt about earlier."

Lily rolled his eyes. "And there he was trying to fool me in his costume."

She pulled Remus forward. He looked dreadful. "I found Remus, as you asked."

Sirius looked at his friend, concerned about how terrible he looked. "Moony, why are you so sad?"

Remus shook his head, "I'm not sad."

"You're sick?"

"No," came the mumbled reply.

"Remus is neither sad nor sick nor happy nor well, but civil. As civil as an orange but as green as a lime," piped up Lily as she nibbled on her fruit.

Sirius stepped up to the werewolf, and placed one finger under his chin, tipping his head up so that he could look into his eyes. Remus sniffled, his nose blocked from crying. "You're jealous," he stated, confused.

Black looked up as an un-masked Severus stepped up behind Remus. "Turn around," he whispered to his friend.

Remus, slightly uneasy, turned to face his lover. He still believed that Sirius and Severus were engaged. He didn't move. He couldn't move. So this was the final goodbye?

"He loves you," Sirius whispered directly into his ear, "and he wants to hear that you love him."

Remus stood dumbfounded: Severus was his? He hadn't lost him after all? A huge silly grin spread across his lips, lighting up his entire face.

"Oh, for the love of Merlin, say something!" exclaimed Lily.

"I- I- I love you," he stammered. "I think I always have. I don't think I can even begin to describe how much I love you, or how happy I am. I'm so very happy. And I love you so very much. I am yours and you are mine. I love you. Did I mention that already?" he rambled.

"Kiss him Sev," whispered Lily, "and stop this ceaseless chatter."

Severus hadn't heard her. All he heard, all he saw was his Remus. His beautiful, loving Remus. He thought he may be dreaming: his lover, his love returned his affection. His Remus loved him, and according to Black, Remus loved him just as much as he loved Remus.

Stepping forward, Severus cupped the werewolf's head in both his hands. "I love you," he murmured before leaning forward, and capturing his lover's lips in a soft kiss.

Lily and Sirius looked at each other slightly embarrassed as the two men embraced. "Its times like these that I wish that I had someone," she said quietly.

"I know plenty of eligible young bachelors…" replied Sirius.

Lily crinkled her nose.

"Will you have me?"

Lily shook her head shyly. "It would be like marrying my own brother."

"I suppose that that would put a dampener on our sex life," he chuckled, slightly hurt that Lily had rejected him, but not in the least surprised.

Lily nodded, it wasn't exactly something she wanted to think about. "Minerva!" she exclaimed as the deputy head-mistress approached them.

Minerva smiled and cocked an eyebrow, "When did that happen?" she asked quietly, gesturing to the two men who were still wrapped around each other.

"Just a few moments ago. Sirius was playing matchmaker."

"I was not."

"Yes you were." Lily turned to Minerva. "He was wooing Severus on Remus' behalf, and I believe they are now engaged," she informed the deputy-headmistress, knowing that the last the Scotswoman had heard was that Sirius was in love with Severus.

Minerva was overjoyed; she loved it when people were happy, especially in these dark times. "I see you put you're childish grudge aside then Sirius?"

Sirius shook his head. "No, I just wanted Rem to be happy."

"It's sweet," remarked Lily, watching as the two lovers held each other close, talking quietly amongst themselves.

"Lily can you check the fireworks? I would send Severus along, but he seems slightly preoccupied at the moment."

"Not a problem, I'll see you later," she replied, before disappearing out into the garden.

"She's certainly high-spirited," stated Sirius, as he watched Lily depart.

"She's not a particularly sad person," Minerva agreed. "Except when she sleeps: she still has nightmares about her last encounter with You-Know-Who."

"She won't even entertain the thought of love."

"No, she purposefully chases any eligible bachelors away. I'm not sure if it is her fear of being heart-broken or fear of the war." replied Minerva.

"The war is no reason to stop living."

"I know." The deputy headmistress smiled a tight, small smile.

"You know, she is the perfect match for James."

Minerva laughed, "They would talk themselves mad within a week."

Remus and Severus, having decided that public displays of affection beside the refreshments table at the Mid-Summer Ball were not a good idea, moved to join Minerva and Sirius.

"Remus!" Sirius beamed, "Have you set a date?"

The werewolf blushed bright-red. "We were thinking tomorrow would be nice."

"TOMORROW?!" exclaimed Minerva. "Have you ever organised a wedding? There are rings, and licenses, and witnesses, and invitations, and flowers and a celebrant – oh I'm sure Albus would want to marry you. Why don't you wait until next Saturday? It is only one week away, and nearly not enough time to organise anything, but I know Albus would have returned by then."

The two lovers looked downcast. They both wished to marry as soon as possible. Severus was worried that Wilkes may call him back during the summer, and Remus was very possessive of his mate, wanting to make it official as soon as wizardly possible.

"Oh cheer up Moony! The time will fly by; only seven more sleeps – not counting tonight. It will be your wedding day before you know it!" Sirius grinned mischievously. "Meanwhile, I have a mission for you, all of you. It's a dark and dangerous mission, and nigh impossible to accomplish."

Severus raised an eyebrow, "And what is this dark, dangerous, impossible mission?" he asked.

"We are going to make James and Lily fall in love with each other!"

Minerva laughed. "That is an enormous task, but not an impossible one. They were made for each other." She smiled, "I'd be glad to help."

"Count me in," added Remus, grinning.

"And you Snape?"

The Slytherin nodded – it would be nice to see Lily truly happy.

Sirius drew in his co-conspirators. "James and Lily both claim to scorn love. But we know otherwise. They're both scared of being hurt, either because their sweetheart does not return their affection, or will fall victim to the Dark Lord. Now we can't do anything about the Dark Lord, but we can do something about the former.

"Minerva, Remus, together we should be able to persuade James that Lily is in love with him. Snape, you're the closest to Lily, you must persuade her that James is in love with her."

"And how am I meant to do that, Black?"

"Now's not the place to discuss this, we'll meet tomorrow," he whispered. "For now, let's go outside, before the fireworks start."

tbc...

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