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Unwanted pet * Complete*	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 12011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Did you totally lose your mind?

Days seemed to fly by for him. They were still working on that silly research paper, and he remained silent, even when he figured out that their fields would not find a solution. To keep up the pretences thought bitterly. He was feeling restless and annoyed, and most dissatisfying part was - he could not figure out why.
Tossing aside last 4th-year essay sighed. Pinching the root of the nose and closing his eyes, headaches become more frequent. Two more weeks. Counting time became his litany. Taking a clear parchment, he made list of things he need to do in these two weeks
Test reaction to cuts with silver in human form.
Talk to Doddy
Finish the paper; make sure to cut off Albus and his future meddling!
Break the Link
Stop administering the second potion
Looking at paper sighed again. Setting parchment aside, he conjured a notebook and started to scribble on it. Albus was right; Remus was one of his most important researchers now. Taking notes of his observations as well as a hypothesis for further development was now his daily habit. After filling almost three full pages he took a small curved silver blade, used for precise cutting of leafs and strands from plants he looked at it. Tonight.
Sitting back in his chair, he reached for the Link. In rare times, he indulged himself exploring possibilities of the Link. He discovered that link could be used to communicate emotions and general notion in near proximity. Focusing on the slight trembling of the link. Annoyance he felt was not his, it was mixed with frustration, insecurity and fuzz of double set of emotions so opposite that caused him to feel dizzy.
“Dobby, Dobby.” called, in short time elf popped out
“Yes professor Snape, you called Dobby?”
“I did. Thank you for coming so fast.” he smiled at the elf ”I want to thank you for all your help in past few months.”
“Dobby will help professor Snape.” blinked elf happily
“I think it is time to lift the jinx from Professor Lupin’s hair.”
“Mr Lupin is very unhappy with that.” agreed Dobby ”Professor Snape, are we going to stop telling Mr Lupin things that are not happening too?”
“No Dobby, he has to believe in all that was said.” he curtly replied
“Mr Lupin was sad thinking that you cried, sir.”
“I know Dobby, but some things are necessary. Dobby, you can move through barriers and wards?”
“Dobby can, elf magic”
“If you remain next to me but hidden during the professor Lupin last transformation, can you get me out before wolf manage to bite me if something goes wrong?”
“Dobby can. Sir, Dobby is scared for you.” elves ears flopped to the side, the little elf was looking sad.
“There are things I have to do Dobby. In addition, makes me feel safe to know I can count on you.” he softened his voice, feeling a sting of guilt for making elf so sad, he handed 2 galleons to the elf ”This is for your service and help in these past months.”
“This is too much.” shrieked Dobby looking at gold coins, not reaching to take them ”Dobby didn’t deserve that much sir.”
“Yes, you did. On my next trip to Hogsmeade, I will bring you socks and a set of tea cosies. Now, take it.” he nudged the elf ”Just lift the jinx.”
“Dobby will do that right away.” grinned elf taking the coins, he looked at them as he was just received full vault of gold. He smiled.
“Thank you, Dobby that would be all. We will need dinner at the usual time, no glamour on the silverware this time for Lupin.” elf nodded and despaired.
He took the parchment and crossed one thing on it, wondering how many tasks he can cross over by the end of the day.
Test reaction to cuts with silver in human form.
Talk to Doddy
Finish the paper; make sure to cut off Albus and his future meddling!
Break the Link
Stop administering the second potion
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
Remus literally busted through the door that evening after his last class. Snape was in the workroom, hunched over the cauldron. Without even uttering a word, he runs to him and hugged Snape, who dropped steering rod and nearly tipped the cauldron.
“Get off me you mutt!” yelled Snape pushing him away ”You just managed to destroy 4 hours of labour! Go and find a chair leg to ….”
“Thank you.” he grinned at steaming Snape who was looking as he is preparing to hex him any second
“Lupin, I am not amused by this.” hissed Snape ”If I recall you asked me to talk to Dobby. I did. All the thank I get is destroying my potion. If I know…”
Remus just grinned and tried to hug Snape again, but yelp in pain looking at his hand. His palm was bleeding from the small gash. Snape was sneering at him holding a small silver knife.
“Are you lost your mind!?” growled ”Did you cut me with that?”
His hand was stinging as if he dipped it in the acid. Snape had a vindictive look as he nodded his head.
“I was planning to talk to you about final stage, but considering all that you did tonight…”
“So you cut me with silver?”
“Yes. How do you feel?”
“It stings! Hurts like an acid burn. Do you realize that this won’t heal?” his mood was changing fast from happy to mad. Without a word, Snape took one small bottle
“Give me your hand. This will sting…a lot.”
“Dittany does not work on silver cuts.” grumbled but gave a hand to Snape who applied the liquid on the cut. He hissed as liquid started to sting adding to already existing pain. Soon enough, pain reduced, and with awe, he watched as cut begun to close up. ”How?”
“Second potion. I think it is time for you to stop taking it. Just to see how you will react.”
“Do you think it is safe?”
“Yes.” replied Snape after a small pause and Remus looked at him, not sure if he should place trust into the answer. Snape frowned ”Do not look so petrified. After all, you are using silverware at dinner for over a month.”
“You,… I, …. When did you planning to tell me that?”
“I did not.” he looked at Snape, words choking him as he uttered
“You didn’t plan to tell me that I use silverware for dying, but you planned on asking me if you can cut me with a silver knife?”
“Yes.” calmly replied Snape, with the same tone if he asked him if he wants milk in his tea ”Honestly Lupin, I do not see the problem.”
“You don’t..... What if I had a reaction!”
“Then we would know that the potion did not work.”
“What if I refuse to use knife and fork at dinner from now on.” hissed at Snape. The cold and calm demeanour of other man forced him to fight the aggression that was building inside his chest.
“I see no problem in that. I can always ask Dobby to bring you a bowl, be sure that bowl will be made of silver too.” Snape narrowed his eyes, voice silky smooth. Remus had the desire to smack him on the nose.
“Before I seriously damage you, Severus,… is there anything else I should know about?” growled through clenched teeth
“As a matter of fact, yes, there is. I was planning to discuss this with you later, but I do tend to forget, Gryffindors need more time to process information. For your next transformation, I need your… what I am saying. I DO NOT need your permission, but it would be mutually beneficial if you go along with my plan.”
Snape paused, and Remus started to worry. Snape was never talkative; longest he ever heard him speak was during the transformation when he read to him. Any lengthily, the explanation could lead only to one goal - he will hear something that is not to his liking.
“Do continue.” he nudged Snape
“On the next full moon, it is necessary to go step further. I would have to injure you.”
“Can you repeat that?” gasped Remus, his head was filling with buzz
“Your reaction to silver in human form is more than satisfactory; however, I have to be sure how you will react to a silver cut in werewolf form and off the potion.” calmly explained Snape, smug tilt lingering around his eyes. The bloody fool enjoying himself tormenting me growled his mind.
“Did you totally lost your mind?” hissed ”You are suggesting that you enter into the cage of a werewolf and cut him with a silver knife?”
“I believe I just said that, no need to repeat the obvious.”
“Pray, tell me, Severus, do you honestly believe that you will be able to LIVE and tell a tale after that little neat idea of yours? I assure you that Albus won’t agree to that.”
“He already did.” smugly grinned Snape
“And what if I refuse?”
“Do I need to repeat myself?” Snape raised an eyebrow and he suppressed the desire to hex it right of Snape’s face ”to appease your mind I can inform you that I already took all measures of precaution. The chances of you hurting me successfully are minimal.”
“Do you hear yourself? ‘Chances are minimal’! Did you ever stop to reconsider the consequences if those minimal chance prove to be not so minimal?”
“I did.”
“And? Did you already made reservations for me in Azkaban?” hissed
“No. I made a contract. You will sign it as well as Dumbledore as whines. That will relieve you of any possible guilt if the occasion arises.” Snape was still calm and he had a desire to grab him by the shoulders and shake him hard. Does he even know what he is suggesting?
“Just of curiosity Severus, does that little contract of yours has a spell that will relieve me from my personal feeling of guilt?”
“Would you feel any less guilty if I did not inform of my plan?”
“No, and that is not even a question.”
“Then I do not see the problem.”
“Do you even know how it feels to live with the guilt?” snapped at Snape, now he was feeling desperate. Suddenly, an emotion so strong washed over him, pain, regret, and anger. Anger so powerful that made his outburst of aggression look feeble. Emotions were pulled back so fast leaving nothing but cold emptiness, making him feel like he slammed into the hard wall at full speed. He gasped. Snape's face turned to stone, eyes looking dead and cold. When Snape spoke, his voice was a low dangerous hiss
“I have to finish potion that you ruined by tomorrow. Leave. Now.”
Remus blinked. What just happened? He was staring at Snape in confusion
“I said LEAVE!!!” bellowed Snape, the feeling of emptiness turned to the icy cold notion. Still stunned with an unexplainable occurrence he turned and walked into the other room. He tossed himself on the bead as strange emotion slowly withdrew.
“What was that?” mumbled
“The link.” familiar voice in his head whispered
“I cannot read his thoughts. The link doesn’t work that way.”
“Not the thoughts. Emotions.” stated the voice
“What do you know?”
“Friend suffers.”
“It doesn’t seem like it. I would know I would see something.”
“You ignore the link I listen to link. The friend is in pain.”
“Let’s make something clear; he was pretty determent that he does not want to be my friend. Even I am not sure if I want him as a friend.”
“He is a friend.” voice was stern” You are a friend. Both stubborn.”
“Were you present just now? The whole time? Did you hear him what he’s planning to do?”
“Friend helps. Let him help. Rest now.” voice dimmed and he sighed. Lately, his life spiralled out of control so severely that it was frightening. Remus closed his eyes and sighed again, measuring his options.
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
For the longest of time, Snape was standing still, staring at one point, barely breathing. Hands clenched into fists so tightly that his wrists turned white. Minutes passed but he did not move. Finally, after more than a quarter of the hour, he leaned on the table. Almost as if he was in trans, he started to prepare ingredients for a potion, working automatically. The first stage of simmering started and only then, he walked at the armchair at corner tossing himself in it, burying his face in his hands. Damn you old man, release my bind or let me die.
Breathing heavily he pushed all the fillings at the back of his mind, going through series of breathing and concentration exercises. Finally, he stood up and approached the simmering cauldron, focusing on his work. Before leaving his laboratory, he summoned a parchment and crossed another written line
Test reaction to cuts with silver in human form.
Talk to Doddy
Finish the paper; make sure to cut off Albus and his future meddling!
Break the Link
Stop administering the second potion
It was well past midnight when he managed to retreat to the room. He had enough time to steal a couple of hours of sleep. Next morning he found a parchment rolled on his pillow and grunted
“Not this again.” he sat straight snatching a parchment and looking at it as it was done something nasty to him. Scowling at himself for his slack in alertness around Lupin he rolled parchment open
I will sing your bloody contract. Arrange it with Dumbledore for this afternoon. R.
He smiled, his mind worked furiously as he jumped from the bed and strode to the bathroom. Finally, the plan he devised was set in motion.
Later that day, he entered into Dumbledore’s cabinet. Remus was already there, swaying nervously back and forth on his feet. Dumbledore was annoyingly cheerful as he always was when things progressed the way he wanted them to.
“Albus, Lupin.” he greeted them curtly and placed 3 scrolls on the table ”I already put my signature on them.”
“Remus is you absolutely sure, you want to agree to this?”
“Yes. Not that I have much of a choice, I would rather have at least some measure of comfort in this ordeal.” he reached for the first scroll, taking a quill from the inkpot on the desk.
Snape raised his hand, gracing a Lupin with the look he usually reserved for his most dense students.
“I suggest that you read the contract first, before signing it.”
“No need. I trust you.” blurted Lupin placing his signature on the parchment, Albus followed his example he waved his head but stay silent. Gryffindors and their trusting nature. When all scrolls had all 3 signatures on them and each of them took his copy, he nodded his head
“If this is all…”
“Severus this is truly the final stage?” asked Albus interrupting him, he frowned
“At present conditions, yes.”
“What conditions?” asked Lupin
“Should there be more tests?” spoke Albus at the same time
“Given more time, there would be some additional testing. However, our research paper is due to submission in 3 weeks’ time, and by the next full moon, the term will be over. In the prospect of that, time is limited for future research.”
“And what would further research include?” asked Albus suddenly serious, he glanced at him and sat on the nearest chair folding his hands on the knee. Waiting for them to follow his example.
“Well, first, I would test reactions by denying a Wolfsbane Potion to Lupin for a couple of months to test how he reacts without it and to see how permanent the effect of altered Wolfsbane he is taking now is. I would also test the reaction to regular Wolfsbane vs altered one, to see if there is any difference.”
“And how much time would that demand?”
“Considering the time of withdrawal effects and building up of the potion in the system, and the fact that we are bound by the lunar cycles…A year, maybe two.”
“That is a long time indeed.” agreed Albus ”Is all that testing necessary?”
“No. It is prudent but not necessary. I cannot guarantee what will happen in those situations at this point.”
“What are you suggesting?”
“At the present, Lupin should continue with altered Wolfsbane Potion.”
“My contract with Hogwarts ends with the end of this term. Gringotts Goblins, already employ me to another task.” sighed Remus
“That is of no consequence,” Albus turned to Lupin ”your contract clearly states that you will be provided with Potion as long as you need it. Terms of contract extend beyond your actual employment as a professor.” Lupin raised his head looking at Albus with his mouth open and he could not but smirk
“You signed another contract without reading it. As expected from you Lupin. One day you are going to sign away your soul.” Lupin looked at him smiling sheepishly. ”If this is all, I would like to retreat. Poppy asked for restocking of certain potions.”
“Yes, this is all Severus. Thank you.” Albus smiled at him, Remus just nodded and he walked away. Soon life will return to normality, I will be free of Lupin. Who would have thought that I would miss Henry this much?
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