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When Ron
awoke the next day, he was groggy, and worried before he realised why,
remembering the sleep potion his mother had tipped down his throat the night
before. He groaned and George leapt up and plastered his face with loving licks
and kisses, wagging his tail and creating an almighty breeze. Ron could hear
the wind rattling the window pane of his bedroom and it was still dark outside.

�George,
give over mate,� Ron batted him away gently, blinking and swinging his legs out
of the bed.

The puppy
sat back obediently on the bed and watched him struggle to stand, yawning and
stretching as he went, bare chest stinging against the cold room. His scars twinged as he scratched his belly, hand hitting the
erection he hadn�t known was there. Fucking Malfoy. It�s
your fault I can�t feel my morning erection. Wanker.

He yawned
again and pulled over Severus� dressing gown and pulled it about his shoulders,
taking in the scent of the other man. It was almost as good as the real thing.
He opened the door and George leapt into his arms, unable to walk down the
stairs by himself yet. Carefully, Ron made his way into the kitchen and let
George go; he bundled away into the living room.

�How are
you this morning?� Molly walked over and pecked him on the cheek.

�Decidedly
groggy,� Ron mumbled sleepily.

�Sleep
well?� She asked, and handed him a mug of coffee. With a lurch in his stomach
that woke the last of him up, he realised that was Severus� usual job.

�I wouldn�t
know, I just slept,� Ron shook his head slightly.

�Good, it�s for the best.� Molly smiled before sitting down at the table.
�Where�s George?�

�Terrorising
whoever�s in the living room,� Ron grinned, taking a sip and setting the mug
down. �It�s really not good for him, all this confusion. I don�t want him to forget
who Severus is.�

�Don�t be
daft,� Molly smacked him on the arm. �He�s not going to forget who he is.�

Ron didn�t
reply but he didn�t need to.

�Morning,�
human George entered the kitchen, fully dressed.

�You�re up
early,� Ron commented with a yawn.

�First day of the post-Christmas sale in the shop. I
predict madness. And mayhem.�

�Well good
luck with that,� Ron grinned.

�I�d rather
stay in bed,� Fred came into the kitchen stretching. �It�s bloody horrible out
there still.�

�We�ll all
be swimming soon if we�re not careful, the yard flooded again last night and
your father had to raise the house up another two inches.�

�Any more
and we might as well put the bloody house on stilts,� Arthur bustled into the
kitchen, clipping his briefcase shut as he did so. �Morning, Ron.�

�We might
as well get this over and done with, then,� Fred opened the door and looked out
into the pouring rain. �See you later.�

The twins
departed and dog George trotted from the living room to sniff hopefully at the
fresh air. �Oh no you don�t,� Ron threw himself out of
his chair and grabbed him by the collar to stop him heading out after them and
shutting the door. �Rain is not for puppies like you.�

George gave
a whimper in protest but forgot all about it when he felt the heat from the
stove and curled into a ball in front of it.

�I need to
be off,� Arthur kissed his wife lovingly and clapped Ron on the shoulder,
before heading through the fireplace.

�Alone
again, then,� Molly said quietly, tapping her mug with her ring finger. �What
are your plans for today?� She directed at Ron.

�Nothing
much,� Ron shrugged non-commitally. �Should go back
to the house, check everything�s okay, change my clothes, get
some clean clothes for Severus to wear tomorrow.�

�Everything�s
going to be just fine, I know it,� Molly told him earnestly. �I really think
he�s going to get set free.�

�Neither he
or I believe that,� Ron shook his head grimly. �Nothing�s ever that easy.�

�You�re
both too pessimistic,� she made a face, but argued no further.

***

By six that
evening, Severus was quite sure he was going insane. He�d had another awful
night, punctuated with broken sleep and nightmares about Ron dying, he himself
being executed, nightmares from his Death Eater days� all rolled into a
terrifying night of darkness. He had realised when he was trapped in the dark
that he probably would have given anything just to put the light on. And now it
was heading to night time again, and they�d turn his light out at eleven and
the circle would start again, he�d be trapped in the hideous thoughts. There
was a knock on the door and he was jerked from his reverie. Without moving from
where he was sitting on his bed, he called out his readiness and Albus walked
into the room, wearing some hideously bright magenta robes.

�Christ
alive are you trying to blind me?� Severus blinked.

�Oh this?
I�m on my way to a fancy dress party. Do you think this�ll do?�

�What are
you going as? Fairy bloody elephant?�

Albus
chuckled and sat down on the bed next to Severus. �How are you holding up?�

�Would you
like the honest answer or the answer that�ll make you feel as warm and fluffy
as your costume?�

�The honest
answer,� Albus sighed.

�Albus, I
really and truly think I�m going to lose my mind.� Severus said nodding his
head slowly, as if he were saying something far more casual.

�It�s only
been two days,� Albus said quietly.

�And that is why I need you to promise me you won�t let me see the inside of an
Azkaban cell.�

�I�m doing
everything I can and I�m convinced it�ll be the second least possible outcome
of tomorrow�s hearing.�

�Execution
being the least possible, I hope?�

�Quite.�

�But that still
wasn�t a promise, Albus?�

�At my age,
Severus, I�ve learnt not to make promises any more. I hope you don�t mind me
being honest like that.�

�No, you never
normally are,� Severus murmured, picking at a catch on his nail.

�Are you
implying that there�s a first time for everything?� Albus teased.

�I might
be,� Severus rolled his eyes.

�Severus,
you only feel like you�re going mad because you�re so
lonely. I assure you, in conversation you�re quite your usual witty, sarcastic
self.�

�You know
what annoys me? If this had happened in April, I�d be fine. I was used to being
alone. And then I get gazumped by a little ginger Weasley and bang, Insane
Alley.�

Albus was
laughing again. �Oh Severus, you really are a hidden diamond in the rough, you
know.�

�I�m glad
my misery amuses you,� he raised an eyebrow.

Albus got
to his feet and winked at him. �I must be off.�

�Should I
be worried that my only defence for the morning is heading off to a party the
night before?�

�I assure
you I have everything well in order,� Albus shook his head with another smile.
�Would you object if I bribed the guard into putting a sleeping potion into
your water tonight?�

�God, no.
I�ll drink the whole bloody bottle if you give it to me.�

�Goodnight,
Severus, I�ll see you in the morning.�

***

Ron
nervously smoothed out Severus� shirt whilst biting his lip. The tension
between them and in his own body was almost
unbearable.

�Everyone
says you�re going to be fine,� he murmured for the millionth time.

�I�m not
counting my chickens,� Severus muttered, closing his eyes and swallowing. He
felt like the contents of his stomach were going to re-appear at any second.

Ron grabbed
him round the waist possessively and kissed him. �Just promise me if this all
goes tits up you�ll throw the ring at me and tell me you love me and don�t give
up on me.�

�I
promise,� Severus thought back to Albus� words the night before. I hope I�m not shooting myself in the foot
there.

There was a
knock on the door and Ron actually had to cover his mouth to stop himself
spewing all over the floor of the cell. He was going to be very ill for a long
time when this was all done and dusted, he could tell.

�They�re ready for you now. Mr Weasley, you should go to your place in the
family box as soon as possible.�

�I love
you,� Ron kissed Severus fleetingly. �Tonight we�ll be at home together in the
bath drinking in celebration and the twins can go and hex Malfoy to buggery and
back. Just think about that.�

With a
desperate glance, he hauled himself out of the door, swallowing hard and
continuously, trying to keep himself from throwing up.

Severus
listened to him go and looked at the Auror sent to escort him, he held up his
wrists for binding but she looked at him. �No, I�m not doing that. I�m a friend
of Tonks. She trusts you and therefore, so do I.�

�I�m sure
your bosses would be angry to hear that,� Severus murmured, but lowered his
hands gratefully.

�You
haven�t got a wand,� she shrugged. �And this whole thing has been ridiculous.
The charge is hanging by a thread and yet they follow it up because of your
past and the fact they want to look hard. Never mind they�ve got at least
fifteen witnesses all willing to stand there and say you had nothing to do with
it over the word of a brat who is just bitter his daddy didn�t have the good
sense to escape in time.�

She
finished her rant and closed the cell door behind them. Severus didn�t say
goodbye to it as they walked down the corridor.

�I didn�t
realise there were so many witnesses,� Severus asked her.

�Oh yes,�
she lowered her voice. �Even the guy�s mother is going to testify for you.�

�Narcissa?�
Severus stopped dead, wide eyed. �Narcissa�s going to
testify for my innocence about not being involved in a torture plot?�

The Auror
nodded and guided him down a corridor to the lift.

�Merlin,
Lucius must really have hurt her for Narcissa to do
this.�

�Or she
just wants to see justice served correctly,� the auror shrugged, and pressed a
button as the doors rumbled shut.

Severus
exhaled nervously. �I promise you, I really think you�re going to be fine,� the
auror touched his arm calmly.

There we go again with the promises.
Does anybody really think what they mean any more?

***

Ron sat
next to Bill in the family gallery, his hand still clamped firmly over his
mouth. The nauseous feeling had come back when Severus had entered and sat down
in the accused�s chair. Thankfully no bindings had
sprung up, because Ron really would have thrown up then. But
no. Severus was sitting, hands on the arms of the chair, looking
nervous, listening to every single world.

They�d
already covered most of it. Recounted the veritaserum results of both himself
and Ron, heard from the main witnesses that had provided sterling evidence and
proof that they believed Severus had no idea of Ron being used in any plot.
They were halfway through the allegations of the relationship between Ron and
Severus starting illicitly already and Ron noted that many of the Wizengamot looked
merely bored, and one sitting near the back was picking his nose because he
clearly thought nobody was paying him any attention. A sentence dragged Ron
back to the proceedings.

�And you
admit that you allowed Mr Weasley to share your residence with you of an
evening between May and mid-July, before he left school?� Kingsley asked in his
loud, booming voice.

�I do,�
Severus swallowed. �However, as proven by the questions taken under duress of
veritaserum nothing of a sexual nature took place.�

�Noted,�
Kingsley said, when a witch to his left interrupted.

�Is it
possible to hear from Mr. Weasley himself?� she asked in a gentle voice.

A few
members groaned and rolled their eyes. They clearly wanted out of there as soon
as possible. Ron didn�t know whether to be annoyed or to be relieved. If they
wanted out they�d just vote quickly.

�The accused�s partner has not prepared anything to be
questioned with,� Albus began, but Ron simply got to his feet.

�I�m here,�
he shrugged, looking at Severus with burning eyes �the only kind of eyes he�d
looked at him with lately. �What would you like to know?�

�I�m a
little� well. How does an eighteen year old from one house suddenly fall in
love with a thirty-nine year old professor of another house, out of the blue?�

Ron swallowed.
�I can assure you, I asked myself the same thing.
However, I do know that there was nothing untoward at play; everything that
happened did so under my own steam. Maybe more so than
Severus�.�

�How do you
mean?� The witch engaged him further.

�Severus was very reluctant,� Ron admitted. �He� he wasn�t sure that he was
deserving of me. I pushed for everything �first kiss, admitting our
relationship in public� Severus was very protective, caring and he really
couldn�t have done a harder job of trying to make everything above board.�

�He could
have kept you out of his bedroom, though,� someone called further back and a
ripple of laughter ran through the room.

Ron flushed
but managed to keep his voice calm. �That might be true, but I challenge any of
you to truly turn away someone you care for when they are needy.�

�A fair
point,� the kind witch nodded her head at him. �And so now, Mr. Weasley, you
are married, do you consider yourself to be happy?�

�Until my
husband was carted off by two ministry Aurors and separated from me, I was the
happiest man alive,� Ron replied, knowing that this wasn�t exactly the truth in
light of his accident. �Although I would have preferred had the sexual maiming
not taken place, but beggars can�t be choosers.� Ron heard a snort from behind
him which sounded a lot like Fred.

The witch
chuckled herself and said, �No further questions,� before jotting something
down on her paper.

�You may
sit down,� Kingsley told Ron who fell back in his seat, staring intensely at
Severus again.

�Do we need time to confer before we vote?� Kingsley asked, and the general
grumble came back in the negative.

Ron�s
stomach clenched and he leant forward in his chair. Please please please
please please please please.

�All in
favour of finding the accused not guilty of the charges of plotting with and
actively working for Voldemort, raise your hand,� the
clerk said officially and Ron almost wanted to shut his eyes. He would have
heard the rustling of every single arm in the room that counted lifting upward,
however, even if he had, and he was thrilled. �Charge
dismissed unanimously,� the clerk spoke.

Ron gave
Severus the thumbs up but he ignored him, looking pale, staring at his judges
blankly.

�All in favour of acquitting the accused of the secondary charges of starting
his relationship illicitly with Mr Ronald Weasley raise your hands.�

Ron�s mouth
fell open in horror as only around half of the hands went up and stayed up as
the vote was counted.

�All in
favour of charging the accused of starting his relationship illicitly with Mr
Ronald Weasley, please raise your hands.�

Of course,
the other half raised and were counted. The clerk
turned to Kingsley with a grim look on his face that Ron didn�t understand. Of
course, if the vote was tied, Kingsley as leader would have the casting vote
and he had assured Severus it was all just a formality. So why did the clerk
look so bloody grim?

�The vote
is tied half and half, this is your decision.�

Ron�s head
snapped to Kingsley�s face and noted he was looking at Dumbledore, who stared
back at him. �I herby declare the verdict unsettled and sentence the accused to
an indeterminable period within Azkaban Prison on privileges until a verdict is
successfully reached.�

There was a
roar of general contempt in his ears as most of the public sectors of the trial
were on their feet protesting at the verdict, but Ron stayed boneless in his
seat, staring in glazed horror at Severus, who was finally staring back at him,
paler than pale, shaking in his seat.

�The accused
will be removed immediately to serve this sentence,� and he waved in two
aurors, both of whom looked as shocked as everyone else.

Kingsley�s
words finally jolted Ron up out of his seat and he vaulted over the edge of the
box before any of his family could stop him. He landed with a wobble on his
ankle and hopped forward, swearing in pain. It hadn�t looked that much of a
drop from where he�d been sitting. Even with his hopping, he still managed to
make it to Severus before anyone else and grabbed him fiercely, pushing his
lips roughly to his and kissed him again like the man on death row from two
days before. It was too real now not to repeat it. Severus pressed his wedding
ring into Ron�s hand and muttered, �I told you. I love you. Be safe.�

And then he
let himself be tugged away by the unwilling aurors, leaving Ron standing with
pressure on one leg, the other raised slightly. The first thing he found was
Severus� departed seat and he fell into it, chest constricted with pain,
clutching the ring in between his fingers like it was a life line. The angry
reaction of the crowd was still in his ears as he fought for breath, ribs
aching with awful timing.

It wasn�t
long before hands found him, pulled him to numerous bosoms and their owners
whispered their commiserations in choked voices. He knew that must be his
family, but they seemed so far off to him. All he could think of was the look
on Severus� face as Kingsley had sent him packing to Azkaban, a fate which for
Severus was terrifying beyond most others.

And then,
as if someone had dripped it into his bloodstream with a dropper syringe, anger
rose up through him and he staggered to his feet, looking around for either
Dumbledore or Kingsley.

�YOU TOLD
HIM IT WAS JUST A FORMALITY,� Ron heard himself thunder. �YOU TRIED TO CONVINCE
HIM HE�D BE FINE!�

�Ron,
stop-� hands caught him round the chest and tried to hold him back.

�YOU NEAR
ON PROMISED HIM HE�D WALK OUT OF HERE A FREE MAN. HOW COULD YOU?� He shouted
again, and he realised yet again, that his voice was sounding very
Severus-like.

It was
probably why Albus looked so shocked at his tirade.

�WHAT THE
FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON?� Ron shouted again, chest heaving, pointing a finger
between them. �The two of you were going on like this was a WRAPPED UP DEAL and
he is in� he�s�..� Realisation washed over Ron like someone had dumped a bucket
of cold water over his head. �Did you set him up?� He asked loudly, but his
voice was no longer shouting.

�Ron, I can assure you-� Kingsley began.

�DID YOU
SET HIM UP?� Ron yelled, fighting off the hands that kept grabbing him.

�You don�t
understand,� Albus said quietly. �If he had been acquitted then we would have
had parents pulling their children out of the school because of what I let my
teachers do to their children and there would have been uproar.�

�This is
unbelievable. �I SEE NO REASON TO CAUSE AN ISSUE HERE.� You said that to me
clear as fucking day in July. And now there�s reason? Reason that your precious
school will be empty? Is that it? IS THAT WHY YOU�D SEND A MAN TO AZKABAN WHO
WILL DIE THERE FASTER THAN ANY OTHER INMATE, JUST TO SAVE YOUR REPUTATION?�

As everyone
listened to their argument, the hands that were pulling him back stopped, and
Ron suddenly noticed Harry by his side, face screwed up with anger. �Is that
true?� he hissed at them, looking from one to the other and back again.

�Harry,
understand that this is only temporary,� Albus lifted his hands.

�Does
Severus know it�s only temporary? Is he going to hit the floor of his cell
tonight and know that no matter what, he�ll be back home with Ron this time
tomorrow? Or is he going to spend the night wondering if it�s the first night
of the rest of his life he�ll be spending there?!�

There was
no answer and Harry growled in a rage Ron thought could only be within his own
chest at that point.

�He doesn�t
know,� Albus conceded. �I just need time to set everything in order and then I
will forcedly resign as a punishment of my mistake, and Kingsley can declare
Severus acquitted of all charges and he can come home.�

�You�re
going to resign?� Harry asked dubiously, shaking his head.

�Yes, Harry, I will do that to save him,� Albus stared back. �I will resign to
save the life of the man that killed your mother and yet came back so well from
it to love your best friend. Does that please you?�

Harry
looked at Ron, eyes searching his face. Ron frowned in exhaustion and hopped
slightly on his bad ankle. Harry looked back to Albus and simply said, �Make it
quick. As Ron said� he�ll die in there faster than any other man you throw in
there this month.�

***

Severus
numbly watched as the auror filled in his paperwork, her face angry as she did
so. Her partner stood holding Severus under the elbow, mainly for support
rather than to preventing him running away. All three of them knew he didn�t
have the strength or inclination to try. It was very clear to Severus what had
happened now. Kingsley and Albus had obviously agreed beforehand that if the
vote was tied Kingsley would leave it unsettled, send him to Azkaban and settle
it another day. Acquitting Severus made it look like he approved of Albus�
decision to allow a teacher to form a relationship with a student, which would
cause more unrest at a time when the ministry would desperately need calm and
would be a bad move as the new Minister for Magic. He was a scapegoat. He
didn�t know if either of them planned to extricate him from his current mess.
Maybe ruining both his and Ron�s life was part of the plan.

He could
already feel the misery of the old rock creeping into his veins.

�He did put
you on privileges,� the auror came back to him with her hands empty. �Which means a constant water supply and only one visit from the
dementors a day.�

�I can
still feel them,� he sighed, looking up.

�Come on,�
she said sadly, coming to walk beside him. �Your husband must love you very
much.�

Severus
looked at her dazedly.

�He jumped
out of a ten foot high box to come and kiss you goodbye. I�ve watched plenty of
men and women be sentenced and not one of them ever
had a lover crack an ankle bone to come and kiss them goodbye,� she smiled at
him.

�If he has
any sense he will let them lock me up and leave me here,� Severus murmured, but
it was lost in a particularly loud howl of the wind.

***

Ron stomped
into the Burrow forgetting the pain in his ankle. He was still so, so angry.

�What �appened?� Fleur jumped up from her seat at the table, and
George bounded over to Ron looking up expectantly.

�Azkaban,� Ron snarled, wincing on his leg. �He was set up by Dumbledore and
Shacklebolt.�

�Oh my
goodness,� Fleur�s eyes filled with angry tears and
she hurried over to him, preparing to throw her arms about him but he motioned
her off.

�Ron, sit
down and let me see your ankle,� Molly said instantly as she came through the
fire.

�Why, what �as �e done to �imself now?� Fleur asked
in alarm, gently guiding George out of the way as Ron fell into a chair and
Molly pushed up his trouser leg.

�Jumping
out of a ten foot high gallery box to the ground will crack plenty of bones,�
Bill frowned as he walked round the table to embrace her. �Honestly Ron, what
were you thinking?�

�I couldn�t let him be carted off without kissing him goodbye,� Ron shook his
head. �And we�d agreed beforehand that I would take his wedding ring,� he waved
it in his fingers, �So that they wouldn�t take it from him on his entrance to
Azkaban.�

�I just
can�t believe it,� Molly felt her son�s ankle, checking for breaks in the bone.
�I know I said you were pessimistic Ron but��

�I told
you. Neither of us believes in an easy life anymore,� Ron replied bitterly,
slipping the wedding band onto the first finger it fit. �He was convinced he
was going away and he did.�

�This isn�t
broken,� Molly sat back on her heels and summoned her healing kit from the
bathroom. �Just a bad sprain.�

�Fix it so
I can go home,� Ron asked her.

�Ron, if
you think I�m letting you go home alone you�ve got
another thing coming.�

�Mum� please. Just let me go home. I need to be around his things, with
George.�

She looked
at him as she was spreading the healing paste over his ankle as though she�d
like to tell him that he was already in his home. But she sighed and said,
�Okay, if that�s what you want.�

It was, and
so he apparated home with George half an hour later, into their living room. He
put George down and instantly the dog ran around, looking for Severus.

�He�s not
here,� Ron said quietly, before turning and limping into the kitchen, heading
for the wine rack.

Severus had
really done his best to endear Ron to wine, who had never appreciated it
before. Since Severus had stopped drinking in September the rack had been
stupidly full and Ron knew to which bottle he was heading, Severus� favourite,
old and expensive to buy, and his last bottle. Ron didn�t care, he was beyond
sentiment now. He also didn�t care that he was not permitted to drink alcohol
with the medication he was still taking to help with his injuries. He worked
the cork out of the top and his hand automatically reached for a glass, but he
stopped. �Screw it,� he told George who had followed him in morosely. �Using a
glass just means more washing up, doesn�t it?�

He put the
whole bottle to his lips and swigged, feeling the vinegary liquid spread over
his tongue and coat his teeth. He swallowed. �That�s better,� he breathed.

George
stuck his head in his own water bowl and noisy lapped up some water whilst Ron
looked about the kitchen. He was so angry.

�I mean, what the fuck?� he asked of the dog, who looked at him
blankly. �I mean� just what the fuck?�

Ron knew he
was angry but he couldn�t get the words out anymore, having rather spent
himself shouting in the court room. He knocked back another mouthful and shook
his head, trying to clear some cobwebs.

�Come on,�
he muttered to George, limping into the hallway and blocking the Floo with his
wand as he went up the stairs. �Let�s just fall into bed and be miserable,
shall we?�

George beat
him up the stairs and stood stock still as he growled and barked into their
bedroom.

�What�s the
matter?� Ron frowned, rounding the door frame and widening his legs to pass the
dog which had frozen, still growling and barking.

There was a
clunk as the bottle slipped from Ron�s hand and he screamed, taking in the
pearlescent, ghostly figure in front of him, with long, stringy black hair, a
tall profile and thin body.
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