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Wrong time, right place	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 83472 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Hey everyone….sorry for the wait. I basically ended up flat on my back for over two months with a back injury…between that and the many painkillers I didn’t get a chance to write.
This story is nearly at an end…there will be an epilogue after this chapter. Drop me a review and I might write it quicker lol ;) many thanks to everyone that followed this story.

Time seemed to stand still at the words and Harry’s heart felt like it had stuttered to a stop in his still heaving chest. Severus let out a soft sigh and Harry pressed a kiss to his downturned lips, tasting himself and his cock twitched. Knowing that this was not the time to allow his desire to dictate his actions, he reluctantly pulled away. Both of them tucking themselves back inside their clothes, Severus ran a hand through his hair and Harry’s fingers itched to plunge back into the inky blackness.
Dumbledore stood rigid with concern in his office as they emerged from the floo, Lucius and Remus standing looking out onto the ground of Hogwarts. Amelia held the now sleeping teddy, her eyes filled with love and Harry felt his heart ache at the sight of how natural she looked with an infant in her arms. As she sensed the scrutiny she looked up and met his gaze, unspoken words passed between them and she smiled, it was breath taking how her face lit up with happiness.
“The wards have detected a small group trying to breach the walls,” Dumbledore explained to Severus, “I sense werewolves,” he looked at Remus, “Greyback?”
“Greyback’s pack is the largest in Europe, at least a hundred or more.”
Lucius suddenly stiffened as he watched from the window and he turned to shout at them.
“They’re being attacked by deatheaters!” Harry ran to the window, he could see a flurry of hexes volleying back and forth between the interlopers and Voldemort’s men.
“Let them in!” Harry pleaded.
“Harry, it could be a trap.” Dumbledore’s voice was determined.
It didn’t look like a trap to Harry as two figures fell to the ground while the deatheaters closed ranks on the strangers. The figures surrounded their fallen comrades and Harry could see the tell-tale flares of flying hexes filling the air. One of the interlopers carried what appeared to be a body and tripped, falling to the floor. Panic began rising in Harry’s heart and something told him that these people whomever they may be would die if they didn’t do something right this minute.
“Please!” Harry hoped that his pleas would move the headmaster, briefly Dumbledore took a breath and nodded his acquiesce. Green darted back to view the scene as the group stumbled through the wards. luckily the attacking deatheaters were once again barred from the grounds. Dumbledore called to some of the aurors to collect their new quests. Time seemed to drag and the mood in the room was sombre, Harry found his heart aching at the prospect of losing his new family. Remus spoke in quiet tones to Lucius and Amelia. Harry could see the love in the blond’s eyes, Amelia was resting her head on Remus’ shoulder, Teddy dozing lightly against her chest. Suddenly, the werewolf visibly stiffened and his eyes narrowed as he watched the door. Harry and the others immediately on alert at the low growling that rumbled in Remus’ chest.
Other wolves?
Harry’s suspicions confirmed as the aurors entered the room flanking the trespassers, three men and two women viewed the room with relief but a hint of distrust. Remus seemed to tense more and Amelia stepped to stand in front of him, making it clear to the strangers that she was prepared to fight any new foe. The largest male, a formidable six foot plus moved forward with his hands in the air as a gesture of placation. Harry looked over the apparent leader, handsome in a rough way with dark chocolate brown eyes , his body broad and brimming with strength.
“Remus.” The gruff voice was unsurprising but the fact that the two wolves obviously knew each seemed to be a shock to the others.
“Ewan.” Remus replied with a careful tone.
Dumbledore picked up on the brewing tension in the room and with a friendly twinkle in his eyes introduced himself. The two other men replied in kind, Patrick and Robbie in turn introduced Sarah and Laura to the group. Pleasantries were exchanged but everyone’s eyes stayed on Remus and Ewan, Harry could feel the mood growing more and more fraught.
“You know each other?” Harry found himself saying, anything to try and deal with this mood.
“Ewan,” Remus paused for a second almost unsure of how to proceed, his amber eyes watching Ewan, “Harry, this isn’t the time.”
“Tell the boy the truth.” Ewan muttered with anger in his voice.
“Stay out of this!” Remus snapped and growled low in his throat, a deep rumbling answering his aggression. Ewan stood with his shoulders squared off, prepared to fight as he snarled.
“Enough!” Dumbledore’s voice was full of annoyance and everyone instantly stopped, Remus gave Ewan one more glare before he stopped growling.
“We haven’t come for a fight,” Ewan spoke with conviction, “We want to help.” A huff of disbelief echoed in the room from Remus, Harry was shocked by his former professors’ attitude.
“Headmaster, maybe you will allow me to check the truth of this man’s words?” Severus’ rich tone made harry shudder, cursing his teenage libido. Dumbledore looked at the potion master and nodded. Harry heard the whispered word and watched as Severus looked into Ewan’s mind.
The wolf frowned, clearly not pleased with this intrusion but he made no move to stop Severus. His brown eyes continued to stare at Remus and Harry felt uncomfortable at the look the new wolf was bestowing.
Could he and Remus have history?
Could they have been lovers?
The second thought stunned him and he found that he was watching Remus’ eyes for any hint of what may have transpired between them. Amelia must have reached a similar conclusion and looked between the two wolves with some amusement.
“Interesting… I can see the appeal,” she murmured and Remus blushed for a moment before he glared at Ewan, Amelia sensed that there was some bad blood between them, “You are mine…history is over…the past is the past.” She pressed a deep kiss to Remus’ thinned lips and Ewan smiled at the display. Lucius’ offered the smiling werewolf a look of barely contained fury and stepped towards him.
“I mean no harm,” Ewan offered a smile to the fuming man, “We were recruited by Greyback,” as he spoke the name, several wands immediately pointed at him, undeterred he continued, “We choose not to fight for that mad bastard,” he looked at the nearest auror, “Show them the gift… a gesture of good faith.”
Harry gasped and stood in shock as two aurors dragged in the unconscious body of Peter Pettigrew. Remus growled and lunged for the prone body, stopped by Amelia’s hand.
“Let me kill that bastard!” Remus struggled and Harry could the flare of gold spark in those amber eyes, the wolf near the surface, “He’s…he’s the reason…oh god Sirius.” The fight left the wolf as his dead lovers name echoed in the room. Lucius was immediately at his side and pulled the trembling man into his arms. Amelia pressed against them both as they soothed their distressed love. Twin exclamations filled the room as Ron and Hermione entered, the girl’s eyes lighting up at the sight of the traitor lying on the stone floor.
“Perfect…this is just what I needed for the spell.” There was a happy tone in her voice, the tone she only got when a plan was coming together.
“Spell?” Harry enquired.
“I think I can destroy the horcruxes,” she smiled at Peters body, “He gave Voldemort his flesh to make him whole, I need his blood,” she turned to grimace at Harry, “And some of yours too…sorry.”
“Miss Granger, I gather you have found a way to deal with the horcrux problem,” Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled with happiness as she nodded, “What do we need to do?”
“I think that I can use the combined blood to break the connection between Voldemort and the horcruxes.”
“Will they be destroyed?” Dumbledore enquired while casting a quick look at Harry, Severus tensed at the look and then his jaw clenched in anger.
“You knew,” his rich voice spitting with venom at the Headmaster, “All this time!”
“Knew what?” Harry was confused by the brewing argument between the two men.
“He thinks that you’re a horcrux.” Lucius answered and Hermione paled at the implication.
Harry struggled to get this breath, his heart pounding in his chest and immediately Severus was by his side, stroking his back and whispering soothing words in his ear.
“It’s ok…Harry…listen to me my love…you need to breath…that’s it relax and listen to my voice.” Everything sounded like it was underwater and he was drowning in his growing panic, Severus’ fingers caressing his skin allowed his mind to slowly calm and his heart to gradually return to normal. He opened his eyes and looked at his friends, their faces full of concern and sadness.
“Will the spell kill me?” Harry whispered and Severus pulled him into his arms.
“You cannot even consider this!” his dark voice vibrated against Harry’s cheek as he held onto Severus tighter, the scent of his love filling his very being.
“I don’t know Harry,” Hermione sounded close to tears, “I had no idea that you were one.”
“But you knew…didn’t you?” the accusation from the haughty blond was cold and aimed at Dumbledore.
“I had hoped not.” Dumbledore said solemnly.
“Then we cannot do this spell, Miss Granger, I hope that you have an alternative?” there was a slightly hysterical edge in Severus’ tone as he looked at Hermione.
“I’m sorry Sir,” she turned to look at Harry and he knew that this spell was the only option, “I don’t think I have time to research.”
“NO!” Severus’ voice was full of fire and Harry tightened the embrace, pressing a kiss against his throbbing pulse point.
“There’s something else you should know.” Ewan’s voice interrupted, “Voldemort has concocted a spell to force a change in the lunar cycle.”
Harry felt Severus tense and mutter about the stolen ingredients from Hogsmeade.
“You mean Voldemort will have an army of werewolves at his disposal?” Ron asked and Harry shuddered at the implication.
“This is most disturbing news,” Dumbledore stroked his beard thoughtfully, “Harry, the decision has to be yours.” A cacophony of shouts filled the room. Vehement denials that they should go ahead from not only Severus but Remus, Ron and Lucius.
Harry lifted his head from Severus’ chest and looked at everyone in the room. His heart sank at the thought of leaving Severus but he knew that he had to do this for his family. He opened his mouth to seal his fate when Amelia held up a hand to halt his words. She handed the still blissfully sleeping infant into Lucius’ arms, his grey eyes filled with bewilderment as she approached Harry.
“Do you trust me?” her voice was soft and melodic, Harry felt enthralled, he nodded his head and she smiled.
She stroked his arm and lifted his hand, turning it palm up as if she was about to read his future. His heart fluttered as she lifted his hand closer, her lips edging closer to his skin. He heard a soft moan and blushed as he realised that it came from him as she kissed his wrist, a hint of tongue darting across his pulse. The blush deepened as his cock perked up, the scent of Severus and a sudden tingling washing over him.
vampire saliva…. Aphrodisiac… they do it before they bite…wait…what?
Immediately as the thought filled his head, a glimpse of fang filled his vision and then a sharp sting followed by euphoria. Harry writhed as she swallowed the blood flowing, shouts of shock filled the room. Severus held him tighter and Harry could feel an answering hardness pressing against his rigid shaft. As quickly as it came, the feeling dissipated, Amelia licked the bite and stopped the flow. A smirk on her face as she licked her lips and turned to face the angry crowd with her hands up in mock surrender.
“What the hell!” Ron voiced everyone’s opinion as he turned a vivid shade of scarlet.
“I had to check something,” Amelia’s tone was flippant and she smiled at Lucius, “Don’t pout my love, it was purely scientific.”
“If that was scientific…what does it feel like for fun?” Harry croaked and Severus laughed at the flush on his face.
“Much more pleasurable,” she smiled and arched an eyebrow at Lucius, who blushed, “You can do the spell, its safe.”
“What…I don’t understand.” Severus was stunned at the certainty in the vampire’s words.
“Harry, when was the last time you felt a connection to Voldemort?” Dumbledore asked, clearly understanding the vampire’s declarations.
Harry struggled to remember, his mind still a feeling the tingling from the bite and the need to touch Severus at the forefront of his thoughts.
“Only really in my dreams through my own eyes and I’ve watched through other people’s eyes but…” he touched his scar and gasped, “It doesn’t hurt anymore!”
Everyone turned to look at Amelia for the answer, she reached up and stroked gently against Harry’s chest and at the same time Severus’ too. A flash of an image streaked across Harry’s mind and he flushed at the memory.
Severus’ lips stained with blood as he lapped at the cut adorning his hand. A flash of glass and the blissful coppery taste of his love flooding his mouth. Chest to chest and slick feel of blood mixing as they chased their release.
Harry shivered with lust at the feeling the memory brought to the surface, Severus must have sensed the mood pressed himself tighter against his body.
“You’ve shared blood on more than one occasion?” Amelia voiced her conclusion in the form of a question but Harry knew she already suspected the truth, blushing he nodded and silence filled the room, “Harry, you and Severus share a blood bond.”
“Oh…that means that according to magical law that they’re …… oh!” Hermione’s voice suddenly petered out and she seemed stunned at her own discovery.
“That we’re what?” Harry asked, almost scared to hear the answer as he looked at the dumbfounded expression on Remus’ face, his surrogate godfather speechless.
“That we’re married.” Severus muttered, his voice soft and full of doubt.
Married
Harry looked up into those dark eyes and his heart sank at the worry reflecting in those granite depths.
He thinks I don’t want this.
Harry did the only thing he knew that would make it clear to his lover, he leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to those downturned lips. Severus’ breath caught and he tensed, Harry licked across the still closed mouth.
“I love you.” He whispered and Severus gasped, Harry took the opportunity to deepen the kiss devouring the older man’s mouth.
“I did not know…Harry, I’m sorry.” Severus mouthed into the kiss.
“I’m not,” Harry pulled back from the kiss and looked deep into Severus’ eyes, “I love you,” Severus went to shake his head muttering that Harry had no choice in the marriage, “Stop…I would have asked you,” everyone gasped, Severus stopped speaking and looked at Harry, his heart thundering as he spoke, “I would have asked…after this was done…Severus…marry me?”
“Yes…though we already are.” Severus’ rich sarcastic tone made Harry laugh with delight.
“Well my dear boys it seems that congratulations are in order.” Dumbledore’ eyes twinkled with glee and Harry turned to take in the expressions of his family.
Remus walked slowly to the pair and Harry bit his lip with nerves, shocked when he pulled both of them into a hug.
“I can’t say I’m not shocked but if there are two people that deserve to be happy then it’s you.” Severus seemed speechless at Remus’ words and Harry hugged the wolf for both of them.
“Thank you.” Harry sniffed feeling tears gathering at the acceptance, Severus reached across and shook Remus’ hand.
Harry stood frightened to look at his best friends, scared that this maybe the thing that destroyed his friendship with Ron forever. The red head had a strange expression on his face and Harry realised that his friend for the very first time in his life was utterly speechless. Hermione on the other hand had no problems expressing her feeling on the matter, grabbing Harry in an enthusiastic hug.
“Oh Harry, I’m so happy for you,” she pulled back to offer Severus a smile, “Both of you,” she whispered in Harry’s ear, “You’ve found your soul mate?”
“Yes.” Harry whispered back with a sappy smile.
“Mate…bloody hell,” Ron stammered and looked at both of them, “You hurt him and I’ll set the twins on you,” Severus shuddered at the thought, “Harry…is this what you want?”
“More than anything.” Harry answered without a moment’s hesitation and Ron gave him a weak smile before hugging him.
“Then I’ll always be there…that’s what best mates are for.”
“This is all very touching but I think we have a pressing matter to attend to.” Severus’ deep snarky tone made Harry laugh, knowing that his older lover was embarrassed but happy with Ron’s approval.
Hermione’s face glowed with the only kind of happiness pulling a fantastic plan together can bring. Immediately galvanised into action as she started placing the tools that she would need to complete the spell. Harry took a moment to watch the new werewolves, Remus and Ewan circling each other with an air of tension.
“Remus, I was sorry to hear about Black,” Ewan’s gruff voice was laced with understanding, “ I know that it must have been hard for you.”
“You were together?” Amelia asked, shrugging her shoulders as they both turned to glare at her.
“For two years.” Remus admitted with resignation.
“I…we weren’t what each other needed.” Ewan said in a gentle voice.
“You left me!” Remus shouted.
“You wanted Black back!” Ewan countered,” Merlin Remus, I saw how much you still loved him, how could I compete?” Remus paled at the words.
“I thought that you had met someone else, you just left me.”
“I did what I thought was best for you…bloody hardest thing I ever did,” Ewan offered a small smile, “You were happy with Black?”
“Yes…I’m sorry if I ever made you feel second best.” Remus held out his hand and Ewan’s smile broadened, shaking Remus’ hand before pulling him into a friendly hug.
“It’s the past now, we’ve both moved on.” Ewan ran an appreciative look over Amelia and Lucius.
The other male wolf who had been watching the exchange between the two old lovers moved closer to Ewan, the younger blond blued eyed wolf looking at his older counterpart with barely contained heat.
“This is my husband Patrick,” the handsome blond gave Remus a friendly smile.
“It’s nice to meet you, Ewan speaks fondly of you.” Harry picked up a slight possessive tone in the young man, Patrick entwining his fingers with his husbands.
“I’m glad that he’s found someone.” Remus’ words were heartfelt and Patrick’s smile this time was relaxed and beaming earning a lusty look from Ewan.
“I think I’m ready!” Hermione announced.
Everyone stood, Harry now nursing a throbbing cut to his hand watched as Hermione tipped in Harry’s and Pettigrew’s blood into the small stone bowl along with a myriad of other ingredients. A few chosen latin words, a couple about blood freely given that Harry understood and a small puff of smoke appeared.
“Is that…” a loud boom shook the room followed by a loud shriek, similar to the noise Harry heard when he destroyed the locket.
“I THINK THAT’S IT!” Hermione shouted over everyone ringing ears.
The whole room turned to view Harry as if he held the secrets of the universe, he shrugged and touched his scar. Dumbledore closed his eyes and stroked his beard with great thought before opening his sparkling eyes.
“I sense that Voldemort is weaker, though I’m unsure whether he is aware.” Dumbledore gave Harry an inquisitive smile.
“You want me to try and open the link, don’t you?”
“If you would, Harry.” Severus huffed at the headmaster’s plea.
Several sets of eyes full of trepidation viewed Harry as he closed his eyes, taking a calming breath and trying to clear his mind. He searched though his mind for a hint of the connection to Voldemort, a heavy dark door appearing in his mind’s eye and he knew this was the connection that linked them while he slept. Harry slowed his breathing and gingerly reached out to open the door.
Rage
Red hot rage washed over him and he shivered as it tried to soak into every part of his being.
“My lord,” Harry could hear the simpering tone of one of Voldemort’s lackeys trying to placate his incensed master, “Pettigrew was taken by the traitorous wolves.”
“I know…they’re up to ssssssomething.” Harry realised that Voldemort was unaware of what had transpired with the spell to destroy the horcruxes.
“He doesn’t know that the horcruxes have been destroyed!” everyone beamed at the news, glad of an advantage of the mad man.
The doors burst open, a flustered Draco holding the hand of the handsome vampire at his side. Harry smirked at the state of both of them, clothes rumpled and skin glowing.
“Father, Saul has to ask you something,” Draco seemed oblivious to the rest of the room until he noticed the infant in his arms, “Who?”
“Allow me to introduce Teddy, Remus’ son,” the older blond smiled at his son, whose grey eyes widened at the implication for the triad, ”I hope that this is ok?” Lucius asked his voice full of apprehension.
Draco stood frozen to the spot, looking at the sleeping baby nestled in the crook of his father’s arm. His gaze fell upon the smiling faces of Remus and Amelia, he turned to meet the tender look bestowed by his hazel eyed lover and smiled at his father.
“I always wanted a little brother.” He whispered and then pressed a soft kiss to the baby’s head, Lucius pulled him into a hug.
“Thank you.” Lucius’ words were soft and full of emotion.
“Mr Malfoy,” Saul spoke with quiet determination, “I would like you to give your blessing to Draco becoming my consort,” Lucius looked him over with an critical eye, “I love your son and would give my life for him.”
Lucius appeared thoughtful for a brief moment earning a worried scowl for his son, the older Malfoy finally allowing a smile to cross his face and Saul visibly sagged with relief.
“Welcome to the family,” Lucius looked around the room, “It’s a strange one but wonderful.” Remus kissed him hotly on the lips followed by Amelia, Draco stepped back from the intimate moment taking advantage to place a kiss of his own to his soon to be consort.
“I’m afraid that the celebration will have be postponed until later,” Dumbledore’s word striking like ice across the room, “We must be ready.”
“Ewan!” Patrick shouted, doubling over in pain.
The older werewolf holding his husband before howling in agony, Remus fell back from his lovers and collapsed to the floor. The two females were also moaning in pain and writhing on the stone floor.
“Look!” Lucius shouted, pointing out of the window. The sky darkening and an eerie glow emerging from the spell cast moon.
When the ghostly orb is ripe.
Those words echoed in Harry’s mind as the panic began to rise in the room. Dumbledore calm as he barked orders.
“Apparate the wolves outside,” he ordered the aurors, “Amelia take Teddy to Andromeda, Severus and Harry, I would like you to help evacuate the younger students while I raise the alarm, everyone else call all order and Dumbledore Army members to prepare themselves.”
Harry’s heart felt like it would fall apart at the prospect of being separated from Severus, his lover’s face wearing the same sentiment but they both knew that others had to come first.
“I will go to the dungeons.” Severus looked at Harry, who nodded his understanding.
“Be careful,” Harry breathed as he pulled Severus into his arms, the kiss gentle and melancholy, “I love you.”
“And you my love,” Severus must have sensed the fear in Harry, “Do not worry…I am not scared…I love you…I will be with you.” Another soft kiss with a hint of fire, a promise of more to come and Harry watched as his lover departed.
The next hours were fraught with concern, the wolves who had now changed were stalking the grounds. They seemed to be interested in protecting the walls and forest from intruders then bothering with the Aurors that watched them with nervous eyes. Harry had watched from the tower as the students from year five and below gathered together, Professor McGonagall herding them towards the dungeons where hidden passages were there in case they needed to escape. The wolves sniffed at the aurors then walked away, marking their territory and yipping at each other. The large dark wolf that Harry recognised as Remus was intently staring back at Hogwarts, then something caught the wolf’s eye. Harry felt nervous as Amelia emerged from the castle, she walked towards the wolves without a care in the world, a smile gracing her face. Remus hunkered down, his body tense and Harry could feel his fear rising. He was almost afraid to watch as Amelia’s smile became a grin as the wolf launched itself at her. Harry didn’t know what to do, the sight of them wrestling on the ground was frightening to watch. Amelia was laughing as the wolf pinned her to the ground and Harry shouted as Remus’ jaws opened wide before descending down to lick across her face. Harry thought he could almost hear her laugh as she stuck her tongue out at the panting wolf, Remus licked again and Harry blushed as Amelia’s tongue lapped at the werewolves.
“Mr Potter, we need to move along.” The professor’s voice startled him for a moment, she looked past him at the display of the kissing wolf and vamp, Harry’s blush deepened at being caught.
“Right, let’s move along!” he shouted to the younger students.
BOOM!
The children screamed as the castle shook at its very foundations, the noise leaving Harry with a ringing in his ears.
“Get them to safety.” Harry urged the professor before fleeing the tower.
The corridors were in chaos, students in terror and Harry ran past them, calling for them to go to the dungeons. Part of him hoping that Severus would be unable to join him the battle he knew was beginning outside, selfishly not wanting his love in harm’s way.
It’s begun.
That was the only thought as he entered the grounds, the wards collapsing as the deatheaters advanced on the school. His eyes searched for allies, catching a glimpse of Draco, Lucius and Saul fighting off several deatheaters, the two blonds firing hexes while Saul cut a bloody swathe through Voldemorts followers. Dumbledore, Remus and Hagrid disappeared into the forest chasing a large pack of wolves. The hair on the back of his neck bristling, feeling eyes on him as he turned to look into the maniacal red gaze of Voldemort.
“Sssss good of you to join ussssssss.” He hissed before smiling, the killing curse slithering from his lips, the green spark going wide of the mark as it rocketed past Harry.
He missed.
The rejoicing in Harry’s head stopping dead as he looked at the grin on Voldemort’s face.
Not meant for me.
Harry knew his world was about to crumble, his heart stuttering as he turned, praying he was wrong. The sound of Voldemort’s laugh the only sound in his ears, dark eyes met his for a moment before they widened, Severus’ head snapping back as if dealt a physical blow as the green glow engulfed him. Harry stood as his love fell to the ground, the crack of thunder followed by rain falling unfelt as his world splintered.
A/N Don’t kill me!
There is an epilogue that is almost finished….tbc.
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