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Anything For You	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Jk Rowling, I do not make any profit in writing this story what so ever, I am just having some fun.

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Starr: Yes, the cuteness is high in this fic, heh
BAFan: You are right, but the spng I was thinking was the one performed by The Beatles, which is what I wanted my audience to imagine as the two were dancing. ;) So glad you are enjoying the atory, I hope you stop by again soon!

"Are you guys ready?" Lily called up to Harry and Severus who hovered in position in their new Quidditch Pitch that had just been installed. They were going to play in it for the first time, and even Lily was excited.
"Let it loose, Lil'," Severus called down.
Lily giggled. Severus had always looked out of place up in the air on a broom. She didn't know if it was because of his pale skin from the years of staying out of the sun, or if it was his lengthy limbs. It may have been his black robes. The man refused to wear anything with colour. Something about him that hadn't changed since the day she met him.
"Come on, Mum!" Harry shouted impatiently, pulling Lily from her thoughts. "We're ready!"
One of Severus' brows was cocked up in question at her staring at him. Lily could tell that he was doing all he could not to make a not so child friendly comment in front of Harry's tender ears.
"Sorry!" She flashed her husband a knowing grin, feeling a heat slightly rise to her cheeks.
She opened Harry's junior Quidditch set, instantly sending the lively balls into action. The Snitch took off out of sight, quicker than the speed of light, and the Bludger dashed off to find victims to smash. Lily hastily detained both it and the Quaffle. They wouldn't be used today as Harry and Severus were just racing to find the Snitch so Harry could practice for the upcoming tryouts.
Severus didn't move from his spot. He patiently waited in place, using more senses than one to locate the magical object. Harry, on the other hand, zipped and zagged around the Pitch in excitement. He loved to fly and he took any opportunity he got to do it.
"You aren't going to get anything by doing that!" Severus warned Harry.
"I do it all the time just fine!" Harry swung his broom around to face him. "And you aren't going to find the Snitch either by watching me!"
Lily smiled, watching Severus shake his head at the boy's taunting, and return back to his search.
"This is so much easier with sunshine!" he shouted down to her so she could hear him.
"At least it's not raining," Lily told him cheerily, looking up at the grey sky.
After a while, Severus' eyes squinted and he slightly tilted his head toward their son who had momentarily paused his flying, hovering by one of the goals, looking aimlessly for the Snitch.
Lily knew by how still Severus was that he had seen the Snitch, but he didn't want to alert Harry about it. Severus didn't speak a word during this time. The only thing that moved was his eyes, darting from one place to the next, following the path of the Snitch. Finally, when Harry dashed off to make another lap around the Pitch, Severus took off after the Snitch.
"No!" Harry shouted when he had noticed Severus' sudden movement. He didn't know exactly where the Snitch was, but he guided his broom to match Severus' pace. Through the glare of his glasses, he saw the flicker of the Snitch's wings, finally gaining sight of it. Harry scrunched up his face in determination, unwilling to let his focus detour from it.
Severus, who was much faster and more experienced on a broom, flew in front of Harry, cutting off the boy's vision from the target, making him lose sight of it. The man then reached high above his head. The quick movement jerked his broom, flipping him backwards and twirling him around three times before he gained control of his broom again.
"Are you okay, Severus?" Harry asked, hovering nearby.
"Yes," he answered a bit weakly, sick to his stomach. This was one of the many reasons that he had never liked playing Quidditch. "But you aren't going to find the Snitch if you're always worrying about the other players on the Pitch."
Harry frowned and searched the Pitch with his eyes. "I've lost it." He sighed in disappointment. "It's gone."
Severus smirked triumphantly and held out his hand, revealing his catch. "It was a good try, Harry," he said, handing the Snitch off to the gaping boy.
"How did you do it?!"
"You cared more about me than you did finding the Snitch." Severus gave Harry a smile. "You're a good boy, but if you're aiming to win, you can't play like a Hufflepuff."
"A Hufflepuff?"
"They usually always lose the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup. They tend to fret over hurt players."
"I don't play to win," the boy said almost sternly. "I play because I like to. It's fun. Besides, Severus, peoples' health is more important than winning a game."
Severus smiled. "How right you are, Harry. It usually takes a man years to understand that."
Harry sat up proudly on his broom, grinning. "Mrs. Malfoy always says I'm growing up too fast."
"Indeed," Severus agreed. "You'll be a man before you even know it."
Later that day, Lily was shuffling through her large wardrobe of clothes, looking for something comfortable to wear.
"Are you really going to see that man?" Severus asked her.
"I told Remus that I would," she said simply, avoiding his piercing eyes.
"But why?" He sounded hurt, like she had yelled at him, or had hit him where it hurt. "After all that he did...?"
Lily frowned at his tone, keeping her back to him. "Before I was sent to this time, I hardly liked any of them. This is a new beginning though. Remus thinks it will be good for him."
Severus scoffed unhappily. "Well, just so you know, I disagree with this wholeheartedly!"
Lily turned to face him then and wished that she hadn't. Severus looked the same way that he had the day she had severed their friendship. She swallowed down a building lump in her throat, and felt the threatening sting of tears approaching.
"Sev," she whispered. "I am not doing this as an attempt to hurt you in anyway. He was once a part of my life, a friend of... James' and even mine-" She shuddered at the thought. "I'm not expecting you to understand, but if I can somehow help him, I will."
Severus' eyes narrowed in anger. "You don't have to try and fix the world, Lily!" He hissed, clenching his fists at his side. "It's surely not going to help! Not him!"
Lily crossed her arms over her chest. "So, it's okay to forgive you, but no one else?" She asked him softly.
Severus pressed his lips together in annoyance. He said nothing to that.
"You've forgiven Remus-"
"Remus saved my life," he muttered, interrupting her attempt into making him reason.
Lily sighed exasperatedly. "You know very well that I'm not doing this to upset you," she said, keeping her gentle tone. "This is just something that I have to do, Sev."
Severus' jaw clenched and he closed his eyes, giving her a stiff nod. "Fine," was all he said. He turned and stalked out of the room, shutting the door a bit harsher than need to be.
Tears streaked down Lily's face, feeling awful for Severus. He had had such a rough life, and she was not making it any easier on him. He probably saw her as a traitor. At first, she didn't want to do this because of Severus, but Remus had practically begged her, insisting that she could help, and so she finally agreed to it.
Allegedly, she had changed James Potter. She knew that she had changed Severus. And now, she was also changing her sister's attitude on the Wizard World. Maybe she did have such a power to bring out the best in people.
That's what Remus believed anyway.
Wiping away the tears, Lily finally picked a calming blue colour to wear and went downstairs to Floo off to Remus'.
"Is this okay?" She asked Remus upon her entry, gesturing to her set of robes.
"It's perfect," he assured her. "Anything would have been fine, so long as it wasn't striking and bold, like red or orange."
Lily nodded and inhaled a deep breath. "Are you sure that I can help him at all?"
Remus smiled. "Relax, Lily. All you have to do is talk with him. I think it'll put his mind at ease."
Lily shook her hands, releasing some tension. "I've greatly upset Severus," she announced with a frown.
"I'm sorry," Remus patted her shoulder. "He has trouble forgetting and forgiving. I'd like to say that it's a trait of Slytherins, but Gryffindors don't tend to forgive easily either." He gave her a tiny smile before taking her arm to apparate her to the Apparation Point closest to Saint Mungo's.
The hospital was busy as always, never a dull moment there. Remus spoke to the receptionist before he and Lily traveled up to the Janus Thickey Ward. There, they waited for a Healer to allow their entry.
"Good to see you, Mr. Lupin!" Healer Miriam Strout said upon their arrival. "Hello, Mrs. Pot-" she let out an embarrassed giggle. "Oops... Sorry, Mrs. Snape."
Lily smiled amusingly. "That's alright, ma'am."
"You have come to see Mr. Black?" The healer asked, smiling warmly at the couple.
Remus nodded. "Yes, please, if you would unlock the door."
"Certainly!" Healer Strout waved her wand, and the door clicked.
"Thanks," Lily said, following the Healer into the ward with Remus behind her.
"You know where his room is," Healer Strout addressed Remus. "Let me know when you're through so I can let you back out."
"Will do," Remus exchanged smiles with the Healer before leading Lily to Sirius' room. "He's not here from spell damage, but neither is a lot of the patients here. Some of them have been here since they were children."
Lily frowned at that. "That's sad..."
Remus nodded. "Especially the ones that have to be bound tightly, else they'll cause themselves physical harm." He stopped at the door, a hand set at the doorknob. "Sirius isn't like he used to be," Remus whispered. "You may be troubled by what you see. Let me go in first." He then equipped himself with his wand, giving her a very serious look.
Lily nodded, her pulse picking up. Remus had told her what had happened Halloween Night in 1981, and she had felt bad for Sirius, even if he had been a jerk in school. He had been sent to Saint Mungo's after his Trial when Voldemort had died, when all the Aurors had checked all the Azkaban prisoners for Dark Marks, finding that Sirius hadn't had one.
Peter Pettigrew, who was soon known to be the actual Secret Keeper, had been found in the Weasley home, living as one their child's pet rats. Both Arthur and Molly Weasley were stirred up over this, realizing they are had put their children in danger of a Death Eater.
Lily stood behind the cracked door, watching Remus step out of her view, the only thing she saw now was a bit of a chair.
"Padfoot," Remus spoke softly, carefully. "I bought someone here to see you."
"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Sirius hollered, making Lily jump at the sudden noise. She then heard grunts, panting, and gasping, as if there was a fight going on. There was a loud crash before Lily swung the door open, her wand out to cast a spell if need to be.
A table had been tipped over. A tray of food, along with utensils, was scattered across the floor.
Remus stood several feet away from the tall, extremely thin man, replacing his wand back into a sleeve of his robes, breathing heavily.
Sirius had black bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't sleep for months. He was pressed against the wall in a bind, unsuccessfully struggling against it, glaring darkly at Remus. His mouth moved, uttering words that Lily couldn't understand.
"It's alright, he can't break free." Remus lifted his arm, motioning her to join his side.
"Why's he so angry?" Lily whispered, inching her way to Remus, eying Sirius warily.
"He hates that he is being kept here like a caged animal."
"K-Kill him." Sirius muttered hoarsely to Remus.
"Look who I brought to see you, Paddy." Remus spoke calmly to Sirius like he was a dangerous animal.
Sirius eyes didn't move from Remus'. He roared angrily and tried to yank his body free. "Let m-me out o-of he-re!" He spat at Remus. "Bloo-dy tr-traitor!" He then stopped suddenly, letting his head droop weakly, panting. A single sob escaped his throat. "Prongs... I f-failed y-ou. Y-You and L-Lily." He started wailing uncontrollably. "And Har-Harry, oh, Harry! I'll kill Peter! I w-will!"
Lily looked at Remus with wide eyes. "He doesn't mean that?"
"I think he does..." Remus answered uncomfortably. "He is not sane enough to be free."
"K-Kill." Sirius whispered eerily, his head was still hanging, his strength to hold it up was lost. "Tr-Traitor!"
"Say something to him." Remus coaxed Lily. "Maybe it'll trigger something from him besides hate."
"He thinks I'm dead... It could only cause more trauma."
"It might help seeing your face."
Lily gave Remus a doubtful look, but one glance at Sirius in his poor shape, and she couldn't help but wonder if he was right.
"Si-Sirius...?" Lily called out his name. "It's me, Lily."
Sirius' head jerked up, his eyes wide in astonishment. "L-Lily?!" He gasped. His eyes searched the room. "Prongs...?" He asked with hopeful, teary eyes. "Harry?"
"Harry is safe," Lily stated, avoiding from telling him about James. "He lives with me." She smiled at him.
"But you died! I saw you! And Ja-" he choked on a sob.
"I'm back now," she told him. "I'm safe and Harry is too."
Sirius shook his head. "Voldemort-"
"He's dead, Padfoot. Remember? Voldemort is dead." Remus said. "And most of his followers have been captured. The rest are being hunted down."
"Wormtail." Sirius growled darkly.
"Peter is in Azkaban too."
"Kill him. Kill the tr-traitor." Sirius' eyes closed and he went limp.
Lily gasped, hurrying up to him. "What happened?"
"It happens a lot," Remus explained. "He won't eat anything, and Healer Strout says he stays up all night, rocking in the chair-" he pointed to a rocking chair, "-staring at the wall, muttering incoherent things, as if he's been stupefied. "In the day, he's more alert and outraged, often trying to break out of the ward." Remus released Sirius from the binding spell and carried him to the bed. "This is the only way he gets any sort of rest; passing out from exhaustion."
"The poor man." Lily said sadly, helping Remus cover him with a blanket.
"Will you come back again?" He asked her. "Maybe he'll talk more to you. He feels awfully guilty about yours and James' deaths. He still blames himself."
Lily crossed her arms in thought. "I suppose," she decided slowly, sighing heavily.
Severus wasn't going to like this one bit...
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