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Thou Shalt Not!	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 17650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Title: Thou Shalt Not!

Fandom: Harry Potter

Notes: Post-Battle of Hogwarts fic in part. Non-Epilogue compliant. AR/AU. Evil Dumbledore.

Summery: Severus Snape survives the war, only to realize he has nothing left to live for. While musing what he might have done differently, he is interrupted by the arrival of Dumbledore who is doing some 'housekeeping'. A duel begins and in an attempt to save himself, Severus does the unthinkable and breaks one of the greatest tenants of Magic!

What has he done and where has he gone?

The Past- Ch 16

September 17, 1971

Aurelius slipped into his receiving room and tossed a handful of floo powder.

“Malfoy Manor.”

The floos connected and a house elf appeared.

“You be wanting Master?”

“Yes, tell him that Lord Prince is needing to speak with him.” Aurelius sniffed.

The elf bowed.

Abraxus appeared quickly, having switched the floo to his study. “You were needing to speak with me Aurelius?”

Aurelius nodded, “Lily and Severus need to buy their school things for Durmstrang tomorrow but I will be busy with treating a curse on Greyback’s offspring Remus. I was hoping you could do me a small favour and take the children perhaps to Vladimir. I have heard that your Russian is quite fluent.”

“It wouldn’t be any trouble. I shall arrive around nine which should be after breakfast.”

Aurelius bowed, “Thank you my friend.”

“It is nothing.”

XoooooX

Alaric led Fenrir to the horcrux lab.

Alaric’s magic containing wards managed to keep the curse contained.

“I’ve never seen anything like this curse.” Fenrir mused.

“I have. It’s based on one of Grindelwald’s I believe.” Alaric muttered.

“Who did you say cursed him?”

Alaric snorted, “Dumbledore.”

“Where would he have learned Dark curses?”

“His relationship with Grindelwald.”

“What relationship?” Greyback frowned.

“They were former lovers when they were young.” Aurelius offered as he entered the lab. “I am highly suspicious that he wrote one of the Durmstrang textbooks, the introduction to the Dark Arts specifically. Albean A. Gellar sounds a lot like Albus and Gellert, but perhaps this is only my opinion.”

Aurelius and Alaric examined the curse and how it was entwined with Remus’ magical core.

“It only activated when Greyback arrived, could it be specifically keyed to him or other werewolves as well?” Alaric frowned.

“I would think all, one couldn’t be sure that he would meet with Greyback if you went to great lengths to poison the well so that Remus wouldn’t trust any of his kind much less his sire.” Aurelius shrugged.

“I hate to put one of my pack in danger but I could summon one if you wanted to test it.”

“We’re not quite sure what the curse is meant to do quite yet.” Alaric shook his head, “It may impact a lesser wolf and yourself differently. We can’t be sure what the exposure would do. While it is clearly based on one of Grindelwald’s curses, other then that there is little I can tell you.”

“This is merely a preliminary exam of his magic. It will have to be solved before we deliver the children to Durmstrang.” Aurelius shook his head.

“Well it isn’t like we’re unused to working with a time limit.” Alaric snorted.

“What should our first move be?”

“Well. I’m going to visit Alexandra. I believe they have a few books on Grindelwald’s curses. Of course none are written by that Dark Lord but perhaps, it might be a worthwhile trip. It won’t take long.”

Aurelius frowned at him, “Do you have the eidetic memory?”

Alaric winced, “No.”

“I doubt you would be allowed purchase or remove one of those books.” Aurelius smirked.

“Well then we will have to go together.”

“Are you alright with leaving him alone?” Aurelius frowned.

“I think the wards will hold. We can have one of your elves watch him. It would probably be best if Fenrir kept his distance if one of us isn’t here. After all, who knows what the curse might do if it happened to break through the wards.” Alaric shrugged.

“It does seem to be the only option.” Aurelius snarked.

“I suppose I should make myself scarce.” Fenrir said reluctantly, “Take good care of my son. I mean for him to rule as Alpha one day.”

“Why?”

Alaric frowned, “Salazar’s cauldron, I meant to make the wards impenetrable even by sound.”

“You think I wouldn’t want to know exactly what was going on?” Remus spat, “This is my magical core you are talking about playing with. I’m not too pleased letting anyone mess with it.”

“Do you know what this curse might do?” Alaric frowned.

“You’re a Dark Lord, why should I trust you?”

“I am loyal to Lord Prince, to whom I owe a life debt. One I most likely cannot repay. He wishes along with your sire, the Alpha of the werewolves of Britain for you to attend Durmstrang with his relations. You are important to him, he deems you worthy of saving from Dumbledore’s hand. Having suffered due to that man’s meddling, it would be a great pleasure to join Aurelius in thwarting the man’s plans. I want you to be strong; do you want to be used as a weapon? Or would you rather choose your own destiny?” Alaric snorted.

“I want to live. I don’t want to be used like some sort of bomb to kill others.” Remus grumbled.

‘Then I need you to be strong. You can’t fight your way out of there no matter what. It is not a prison. Remember that. It is made to protect you. Think of it as a shield. As long as you are inside you can’t hurt anyone and no one can hurt you.” Alaric bowed, “This is your safe place from everything. Now that I know you can hear everything we’ll be more careful to inform you. You are cursed; we know who created it and who cast it. We’re merely trying to devise its purpose. Once we know that we can set about negating it or removing it. We will inform you about the options and give you a choice.”

Remus sighed, “just get the damn thing out of me.”

Fenrir nodded, “I’ll see that they do. With as little discomfort possible as possible. You should relax. They only want to help and I will see that they do. As if I didn’t already have a grudge against Grindelwald. Are you sure that Dumbledore was the redhead with him? I don’t mix much with the Wizarding World; they have a very low opinion of me.”

“What did Grindelwald do?”

Fenrir scowled, “They kidnapped and tortured my mate. When I tried to rescue them I was gravely injured. I don’t like to speak of such memories. If he has gone after my heir, then we must thwart him. I do not take kindly to attacking my family again. Whatever he thinks I have done to deserve this I wish he would desist with skulking and call me out for my crime.”

“Men like Dumbledore see a lack of worship as a betrayal. He courts the Wizarding world even as he scorns it. He like Julius Caesar pretends to distain power when they desire it in truth. By creating villains and heroes, he plays god. He created Grindelwald and abandoned him. He created Riddle. He would create another if given the chance. We draw the line and say no more. We see through his façade and shall do our best to beat him at his own game. He did not count on us joining forces Alaric, nor did he believe we might discover his curse on young Remus. We have stolen three of Hogwarts brightest minds from under his nose. If they are raised to think for themselves then no one can ever command them.” Aurelius smirked.

“You do this for my sake?” Remus frowned.

“Someone has to protect the children until they can protect themselves. Things would have been a lot different if I had someone when I was young.” Alaric shrugged. “Trust me, Aurelius and I know what it is like to be despised and ignored or worse.”

“Don’t take too long. I have issues with enclosed spaces.” Remus muttered.

“Would you like one of us to cast a sleeping spell until we return?” Aurelius asked.

Aurelius hadn’t had a clue that Remus was claustrophobic…

“Sure…just don’t be long.” Remus grumbled.

Alaric cast the sleep spell before Aurelius ushered them out.

“You’ll be gentle with him won’t you? He can’t have had an easy life…” Fenrir muttered.

Alaric nodded, “Whatever this curse is we’ll figure it out and remove it.”

Fenrir sighed, “I’ll need a drink.”

“Help yourself.” Aurelius gestured towards a nearby parlour while he and Alaric left to floo to Knockturn.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

ChaosLady - Durmstrang seems to be quite interesting. I'm going to be posting a side- fic dedicated to Sev, Remy and Lily soon.We just have Deal with Remus' curse first.
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