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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 tenets of Magic!
What has he done and where has he gone?
This chapter is dedicated to unneeded. I hope you find Remus' curse interesting...

The Past- Ch 17
September 17, 1971
The pair arrived in Knockturn via floo, luckily ending up a few doors down from #13A Knockturn Alley.
As a frequent customer, Alaric led the way.
A bell-like chime sounding when they opened the door…
"Coming!" came a deep voice.
Alaric smirked, "Miles."
The wizard bowed, "My lord."
"I was finally given my Gringotts papers; you may call me Lord Alaric Slytherin. My companion is Lord Aurelius Prince, the lost brother of the previous Lord Prince. Aurelius, this is Lord Miles Bulstrode."
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Miles bowed again.
"Alaric was telling me that your shop would be beneficial to our research."
"Potions? I remember that Aurelius you like your family are a potions master."
"Actually we're here to look into curses, particularly those created or used by the Dark Lord Grindelwald." Alaric shook his head.
"Hm…I may have a few of those. Any other subjects you would be interested in?"
"Dark Artefacts?" Aurelius asked.
"Very well, I shall escort you to the reading room." Miles gestured for them to follow.
The two Slytherin lords followed him…
Miles swished his wand and muttered some incantation.
Immediately a bookcase vanished to reveal a library.
"Its wizard space and time passes differently, hours pass like minutes. I'm sure that you remember that Alaric."
"If we can't purchase the actual books is it possible to purchase copies?" Alaric asked.
"It depends on the book my Lord." Miles said before the door shut.
"Now that I have vaults to my name I may purchase a few of my favourite books after ascertaining the contents of the libraries I have inherited." Alaric mused.
There was a glowing shelf near where they had entered.
Alaric familiar with the reading room led Aurelius there, plucking out titles.
"Here are the books I read on Horcruxes. Magic Moste Evile Uncensored, The Darker Arts Made Plain, The Experiments of Herpo the Foul and Darkest of Dark When Creating. The exact incantation is only revealable by Parseltongue; you have to know the proper phrase to unlock it. It took some guess work; it wasn't as easy as opening the Chamber of Secrets." Alaric shrugged.
"Well we'll be sure ask for copies of those if we can get them." Aurelius pulled out a few books on curses.
The experiments of Grindelwald as documented by his scribe; Grindelwald's Curses, an Auror's brief; and Curses used during the reign of Dark Lord Grindelwald were quickly pulled out.
Aurelius handed him a book, the one on experiments, "Skim that and look for curses tied to magical cores or creatures."
Alaric nodded seating himself in one of the comfortable wing back chairs that were in abundance in Alexandria's.
They both had parchment because they tended to notate ideas before they were lost, although with Aurelius' eidetic memory that rare…
The curses used by, created and adapted by Grindelwald were more numerous then he'd realized.
The Voldemort Aurelius had served as a reluctant minion had rarely created he usually borrowed. Like the Horcruxes, they weren't an original idea and they weren't even his idea. It's hard to think for yourself if you're programmed with an Imperious.
Aurelius sighed; this could be searching in the dark. They weren't even sure what the curse could do because it was only active when Fenrir and Remus were in the same room.
It also tried to attack Fenrir but the result of the attack wasn't known…
"I have it," Alaric tapping the book in his hand.
Aurelius blinked, "What?"
"The nature of the curse, it attacks an individual based on a shared trait. In Remus' case his lycanthropy. It's a psychic based attack through it attacks the individual's magical core. It's attached to his own core but is based on an ability he possesses, he can use his mind to shred a magical core and as a result kill anyone he attacks. Those who survive are mindless monsters bent on destruction and killing with complete apathy. What sort of a person do you recall Fenrir being in your future?" Alaric frowned.
"The sort of monster you just described," Aurelius scowled. "…how do we remove it? Or at least prevent Remus from using this ability without his knowledge. I'd prefer to bind it until he was old enough and mature enough to wield it."
"Such an ability is a blood trait like Metamorphmagi or magical creature inheritances like Veela." Alaric sniffed, "You can't bind it Aurelius, for it appears in certain individuals like magic herself chose them to host it. You can caution its host about the dangers of its use and how to harness it. The ability to affect another's magical core doesn't have to be a Dark Ability." Alaric closed his eyes and held up his hand.
A book flew from a shelf into his hand.
Alaric paged through it, "Yes Psychic and Magical, I remember reading this when I was very young. I had hoped to have inherited a blood-based magical gift to help track my magical ancestry. The Parseltongue led me to Salazar, since the orphanage was in London I would escape here often during the summers. My comings and goings were noted by Mr. Burke who then hired me. Psychic attacks and healing, the abilities to use a specific type of energy to harm or heal is tied to certain old families. The Lupin line has the ability to harness a variety of psychic abilities, from their line have come Healers, Magical Creature capturers, Charms experts and even wandmakers. They have been said to be able to fashion wands without the use of any tool but their minds. Though this gift is rare and is traced from the Ollivander line. Psychic abilities are a form of rare magic that have lost its potency or occurrence over the centuries. I believe this rare gift is one of the reasons Fenrir spared his life and changed him. It doesn't have to harm, it can do great good if he wills it. The removal is the hard part." He held out the book on the experiments of Grindelwald.
Aurelius skimmed the documentation on the curse, "This does seem to be what we are looking for. So how would we teach him to control it if we can remove the curse? A curse that has him wielding it unconsciously to injure his own people and make them into the monsters he was told they were."
"I think that meditation and Occlumency to shield his own mind would be a good start. I'm a skilled Legilimens but I'm not as skilled at Occlumency. I can throw you out once I recognize your attack. It's harder to shield then it is to attack I've discovered." Alaric shrugged.
"I'm equally skilled at both enough to keep your probing from discovering things I'd rather keep private." Aurelius snorted, "If I had to chose I'm a far superior Occlumens then a Leglimens." He frowned at the page, "It seems that the curse draws on Remus' life force to feed it…the longer it is part of him the more of his life is drained away.
"When was the first time he met Dumbledore? That should trace how long he's been under its influence. Did it say every year it drains from the life force is another year cut off from the victim's life?" Alaric asked.
Aurelius nodded, "Yes so if it's been a part of Remus for two years that is two years eaten from his life expectancy."
"Fouler and fouler, we must all be experiments to that bastard. He attacks my soul and Remus' life." Alaric scowled, "That two-faced bastard."
"If he's setting himself up as a god I suppose modelling himself after the Muggle Roman god Janus makes perfect sense." Aurelius quipped.
Alaric snorted, "Right now I'd say with his Dark tendencies he's closer to Pluto."
"The dark god of the Underworld, well I haven't seen him kidnapping or raping a relation's child." Aurelius tossed back.
"He has no siblings who have offspring." Alaric sneered, "His brother never procreated either, he is a former resident of Azkaban and owns a tavern in Hogsmeade no doubt so that arrogant bastard can keep a righteous eye on him."
Aurelius for lack of a better turn of phrase; sniggered, "Like he can cast stones, whatever illegal charms on goats Aberforth Dumbledore used I doubt very much they can be weighed against his mind rape of you, his cursing of Remus and his accountability in many deaths."
"So we know what he did to Remus, it seems this curse takes the control of Remus' unknown gift and uses it to suit the purposes of the curse to fry the minds of werewolves who get too close while draining away his life." Alaric frowned. "The more I learn about this man the more of a monster he seems to be."
"He seems to have set out to make our lines extinct. I wonder if he didn't have hand in sending my mother out of the Wizarding World hoping she'd dwindle into anonymity." Aurelius scowled.
"Like my mother?" Alaric snorted, "Since yours is alive and mine is not I'd say for all your mother's suffering she had stronger character. At least yours wasn't abandoned by her husband with no family, pregnant and penniless."
"I don't think raped and pregnant taking up with the first man she saw in a Muggle pub is much better." Aurelius tossed back.
Alaric held up his hands, "Enough with the 'my past is worse then yours' nonsense neither will truly win. We're both fucked up, with sorry excuses for mothers who abandoned us and neither of us had decent fathers. Our best choice would be to put our lives in order, bond, sire enough children to carry on our lines and find a way to make Dumbledore suffer for crimes he has done thus far and crimes he would do had he the chance."
Aurelius smirked, "Of course. It would be a right pleasure to see him suffer, he might not have killed my sister himself but he had a hand in it. He also killed my nephew and no doubt would do the same to my godson."
"Both of which have yet to be born and hopefully your actions haven't prevented that." Alaric frowned.
"I know when their parents bonded and when they conceived. It wouldn't be too difficult to ensure such a thing happened again." Aurelius steepled his fingers, "It would be quite interesting if I once more was appointed Headmaster by you. This time legally, while I don't enjoy teaching, I find that I do possess an interest in the quality of education the children receive. While teaching Darker Arts with demonstrations and practical casting of spells like the Unforgivables is regrettable and irresponsible I think those going into Auror training or Duelling should know more Darker Curses, their counters and the like before graduating. I think that they deserve better then a Third Class Potioneer, a fourth-rate medi-wizard and a drunk formerly expelled Gamekeeper styling himself as an expert on Magical Creatures because he collects dangerous ones." Aurelius snorted.
"What sort of ones does that imbecile Hagrid collect in your day?" Alaric asked thoughtfully.
"Rumour had it Harry's first year that he tried raising a dragon from an egg in a wooden hut which is the height of folly. He owned a Cerberus named Fluffy of all things; a cowardly wolfhound named Fang, and supposedly trained Thestrals who dragged the carriages if you remember I mentioned it before. Then there was the Hippogriff attack, he introduced third years to one and then was shocked that it attacked a student. Unfortunately that student was my godson." Aurelius grumbled.
"Another reason of course to have Dumbledore removed of course to protect the children yet unborn. This is why you pushed to have the criteria for future professors discussed and sealed before Dumbledore hires another." Alaric nodded.
"Knowing him he'll have to hire another quite soon because apparently you laid a jinx or a curse depending on your view on the Defence Post out of spite because you couldn't have it. Thus the Defence professor lasts barely a school year if that." Aurelius raised an eyebrow.
Alaric snickered, "Oh that? I didn't cast it because he refused me the post; I did it just to spite him. Honestly I expected him to remove it eventually that its still there after twenty years is a surprise. Unless of course he hadn't figured out how to remove it…which would prove that I was capable of something he hadn't thought of. Maybe he's less intelligent then he wishes to believe."
Aurelius chuckled, "Perhaps, if you cast it in the fifties it was still affective up until 1998 according to my knowledge and not one person lasted over a year. Some less…I taught it one year; so did Remus, Crouch's son but under Polyjuice as Mad-Eye Moody, the elder Carrow twin but as a Dark Arts Professor, a fraud named Lockhart and a possessed Ravenclaw who had your spirit attached to the back of his head. Plus there was Umbridge, who must at all cost be kept from power. She hated you or at least refused to allow anyone to stay or think you'd returned to power. She used torture on students as well as imprisoned Muggleborns in Azkaban claiming they'd stolen magic and wands from purebloods. Where they got that idea I'm not sure, Muggleborns are descendants of Squibs…aren't they?"
Alaric shrugged, "Never looked into it. I was unhappy in the orphanage mostly because well there was a war going on; I ought have to have been allowed to stay at Hogwarts. Living through the London Blitz was insane, I escaped here a lot. For some reason Diagon was never troubled by falling bombs. Having lived through a war and hearing all the terrible things that Hitler did given the choice I wouldn't have set myself up to be a monster."
Having all they come for, Alaric let off a charm and Miles scurried into the reading room.
"Yes my lord?"
Alaric stacked up the curse and dark artefact related books, "We'd like these originals if possible, copies if no."
Miles took the books, "We'll see once we return to the shop proper."
"I'm so pleased to have money to properly patronize your shop after being a loyal reader for nigh on thirty years." Alaric grinned.
"Well sometimes things happen for a reason my Lord, I meet a wide range of persons through Alexandria's. I have books that are hard to find. Every once in a while I go on scavenging trips and I visit second hand shops all over. With Malcolm getting older I can leave him to watch the shop, since he'll be turning sixteen and all this year." Miles nodded, "I've found quite the treasures in second-hand shops. I do visit Tomes and Scrolls as well as Flourish and Blotts to keep up on the latest in new work but I find I prefer duty old tomes. It's been said that Bulstrodes are born with a book in one hand and a quill in the other."
Aurelius wondered if that was what made this wizard's granddaughter such a studious person. Truly Millicent Bulstrode would have made a superior choice to Pansy Parkinson as prefect…
His musing was interrupted by Miles speaking.
"I can't sell the originals of any of these books. I believe my family's copy spell shall be successful."
Alaric nodded, "That will be acceptable."
Miles smirked and then proceeded to copy their chosen material.
Aurelius went to pay, only to have Alaric hold up his hand, "No. I owe you a debt. Covering the books will be a small matter. After all I've wanted to own some of them much of my life. We need them for mutual research."
Arguing with his former master seemed unwise so Aurelius merely shrugged.
They Apparated once exiting the shop.
Knowing Remus' apparent claustrophobia, the two lords hurried back to their spell lab.
They found Fenrir pacing in front of the staircase that led to the spell lab in the cellar.
The alpha looked up blinking, "Really? You're back? That was sooner then I suspected."
"Wizard space library that runs on a different time compared to outside." Alaric shrugged.
Fenrir shrugged, "We've mostly learned to use magic without wands since some believe we don't deserve to have them. Our magic is stronger closer to the moon if we have pups with an affinity to Wizarding ways we send them to Durmstrang where they are more accepted. They have warded caves that we spend the moons in. Dhampirs are more often put in similar caves on new moons when they rise with blood lust. If you leave a live animal even a goat in the cave before locking us in we arise refreshed and sated as opposed scared and depressed. Wizards I have found are often fools…"
Aurelius and Alaric snorted in unison.
Both had learned that humans in general were often fools due to their interactions with Muggles and Wizarding folk alike.
The three re-entered the spell lab, taking pity on Remus whom he had begrudgingly learned to respect when he was Severus Snape, spy; Aurelius released the young werewolf from the sleep spell.
The boy woke at once glancing around; his magic glowed around his head immediately.
"Peace my son. They have come to tell us what they've learned." Fenrir's voice had the power of an alpha behind it.
Remus stiffened a little; was this a sign that he too was an Alpha perhaps?
Aurelius and Alaric checked the wards wrapped around Remus first.
Then the two lords conjured chairs for themselves before Aurelius levitated his usual chair to Fenrir.
"What have you learned about my heir's curse?" Fenrir said lounging.
"We have learnt that you were wise to chose Remus as your heir. He is blessed with a bloodline trait that is found within the Lupin line. This curse steals both life from its host to sustain it's self and the control of gift." Aurelius began.
"What gift?" Remus frowned.
To this did Alaric answer, "Were you a Muggle this trait would be called psychic. The use of this gift can serve healers, Aurors and wandmakers depending on their leaning. This gift by the curse has been twisted; Alphas such as our friend here would find their minds fried so they are mere animals while lesser wolves would die. Now the curse feeds on your life force to fuel itself."
Remus flinched at the nature of the curse, "Would that be what would have happened to Greyback if Alaric hadn't trapped me in these?"
Alaric nodded, "Indeed."
"Can you undo it?" Fenrir growled.
"I believe so," Aurelius nodded, "yet his gift will be unleashed. He will need to learn to control it. This will require him to study Legilimency and Occlumency; mostly Occlumency to shield and wall your mind."
"Who will teach me?" Remus frowned.
"I shall." Aurelius offered.
"Are you skilled?" Remus asked.
Fenrir chuckled, "Princes be famed for their skills with Mental magic. I shall trust him. What is the nature of this gift I sensed he had?"
"Yes, he might be bent to craft wands, for he would be capable of coring a wand and carving it without touching a knife to the wood. Perhaps he can heal injuries that many healers can't. Yet he can throw up shields that would be almost unbreakable or crush the minds of his enemies. At Durmstrang, Remus can take introductory courses into most of those fields. I believe this is a gift that can do far more good then harm." Alaric counselled.
"I can really do all that?" Remus frowned.
Aurelius nodded, "I believe so. Once the curse is reversed, you will need to work on shielding your mind not only to keep others out but to learn how to harness your control as well. So your strength is yours to wield and you can choose how and when to use it…"
Remus sighed, "Will I have time for such lessons when I am at Durmstrang?"
"So you can remove the curse then?" Fenrir frowned.
"I am confident that Aurelius can do so. He has freed another from Dumbledore's control. I know he is highly skilled at Legilimency and polite in his examinations."
Aurelius sighed, "I learned the hard way that brutish assault was the wrong approach. I wish to heal rather than cause offence. This is delicate business, the last thing I would want to do is to turn the curse upon myself or my companions. I would treat your mind gently for I have no desire to cause more injury."
Remus grumbled, "Fine. I won't try to fight you."
Fenrir nodded, "I still consent."
Aurelius took in a long but deep breath, "It will no doubt take many hours. I may have the greater skill but I believe that Alaric knows far more about this business than I. We may have to work together?
Alaric frowned, "I fear I have not the skill."
Aurelius snorted, "I have seen an alter of thyself cause mental anguish that nearly rivalled the suffering one receives under the Cruciatus. That takes skill, surely you can use that skill to heal rather than harm. I will lower my own shields so that you might grant me assistance for I will need all my strength and concentration for this. This is delicate work and Remus must emerge unharmed. We should work in tandem. I know your mind and you shall know mine this night. Fenrir you must not interfere with this work or thus cause great harm to all of us but especially to your heir. You must restrain yourself or be removed. Understand you this Fenrir?"
Fenrir scowled, "I hear. I shall not interfere. I will watch. Any harm comes to Remus by your hands, there will be nowhere you will be safe for I shall avenge him.
Aurelius nodded sharply, "Understood. Shall we begin?"
Remus scowled, "You need eye contact correct?"
"Yes and for you to remain still. Might I gain permission to use a modified Incarcerous? I could use the Petrifaction spell but it might exacerbate your claustrophobia."
Remus shifted nervously inside the ward bubble, "I hate the petrifaction spell, father cast it often enough I learned to resist and break it."
"Can you break the Incarcerous?" Alaric nodded.
"It depends on the situation." Remus admitted gruffly.
They settled down to begin; however Aurelius ordered a meal before they began so they would not be distracted by hunger.
Aurelius cast the Legilimency creating a link between his mind and Remus; it didn't take long before Alaric had joined him in his own mind and followed him to Remus'. The two delved through Remus' mind and into his core. They ran into a few defences but managed to carefully pick them apart before the curse's defences could put up much of a fight.
Considering that the person he was working with was technically the same person who killed Lily it was a wonder he could even trust him. After all the same wand that he allowed to use Legilimency on him, had cast the Cruciatus on him more times than he cared to count when his name was Severus.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
unneeded - Well Sev/Aurelius is conniving. He's already planted seeds in Sirius and James' parents are Dumbles being up to no good. Sirius is already in trouble with Walburga lol- when was he not? Talk about revenge best served cold. At some point James will have to choose won't he? I think Aurelius will make some comment about rats again. Lily, Sev and Remy will be the better trained magically and well they'll be capable of thinking for themselves at least. Aurelius has shook up the Board of Governors and made allies out of the powerful. With a redeemed Voly- Alaric, a sane Greyback, Walburga and Abraxus i don't see what he couldn't accomplish. *smirks*
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