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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 compilent. AR/AU. Evil Dumbledore.
Summary: 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?

The Past- Ch 34

January 12, 1973

It was interesting teaching his lover, if they weren’t practically betrothed Aurelius might have an issue with sleeping with a student but then again, he wasn’t really a professor so he didn’t have the same expectations that he had been subjected to during his time as Head of Slytherin.

Besides, it wasn’t as if those who mattered such as Abraxus and Alaric weren’t aware of their relationship.

Walpurga wasn’t exactly in a place to complain and well, the only person he really had to worry about was Filius. He’d avoided his former professor, unlike Albus who existed with his head in the clouds, Filius was quite observant.

Filius had possibly taught Aurelius and definitely taught Severus, he was one of the few who might recognise him as Severus despite his age.

Aurelius had vaguely been aware of a lack of energy lately, his skin had grown pale as of late but he was sure that was due to winter and his preference for being indoors.

He had gotten used to strange pains and avoided healers as much as possible due to his experience with self-treatment.

He had always suffered from anaemia and so because she would not return to the Wizarding world, his mother had taught him to brew.

Aurelius tried to look nonchalant, then a wave of dizziness hit and he choose to lean against the wall until it passed.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t counted on the keen observation skills of Andromeda Tonks and Lucius Malfoy…

“You’re ill…” Lucius said as he placed his cauldron in stasis to check his temperature with the inner part of his wrist. “Andromeda, I need you to use that temperature spell you are always casting on Narcissa. I think Lord Prince has a fever.”

“40 degrees. Class is cancelled. Place your potions in stasis. A two-foot essay on similar potions and why this one is favoured over the others. Dismissed.” Andromeda said sternly.

The other Hogwarts students started to pack up and filter out, pointed herded away by the other Slytherins; Chadwick Montague and Tiberius Pucey.

“Ted, fetch Lord Alaric please.”

By now, a worried Lucius had helped Aurelius into a chair and knelt beside him, dabbing his forehead with a cool cloth delivered by a Malfoy elf.

Other than confusion, Andromeda had not really suffered any slights from her house mates Lucius, Chadwick and Tiberius due to their long friendship despite their initial shock at her elopement.

Andromeda also sent for Lucius’ healer, Hyrum Smythe who was actually a member of the House of Smith.

Alaric arrived quickly and scowled, “What is going on? I thought that you were supposed to be teaching.”

“He’s ill.” Andromeda said stiffly. “A very high fever…coupled with dizziness. Possibly anaemia?”

Aurelius flinched, he forgot how observant she was as well as her interest and knowledge of healing from a young age.

“Apparently, a very astute observation. You sent for a healer of course.”

“Yes, Lord Alaric.”

“You’re pale… have you been hiding an anaemic condition from us for over a year?” Alaric snapped.

“I was used to self-treating. My mother taught me a potion and I used it, when it lost strength I adapted it.”

“We’re supposed to approve of this?” Alaric glowered.

By this time, Smythe appeared.

A much younger version than the one who looked after Draco’s health, but that was to be expected. Draco had yet to be born…

“Doting? How unMalfoy! He is far too old for you Lucius, move.”

Andromeda glared at Smythe as she tugged a clearly distraught Lucius aside.

Smythe’s exam was silent, but the spells cast made him uncomfortable.

“What idiot reversed a blood adoption? Especially with parents so close in blood, you’re lucky you’ve lasted this long before I was called in. You’ve suffered from anaemia for quite a number of years, clearly over three decades, but this reversal of your blood adoption allowed your anaemia to mutate to its original form.” Smythe muttered darkly.

“Is there anything that can be done?” Alaric asked stiffly.

“He’ll need the appropriate potions. This type of anaemia is uncommon and its brewing requires skill. His best choice is to be re-blood adopted perhaps by appropriate relations so he is not disinherited.” Smythe shrugged.

“Give me the recipe, I’ll brew it.” Andromeda snapped.

“You’re a student. It requires a master.” Smythe snorted.

“Give it to me.” Andromeda said, her aura turning dark. “He needs it now and I’m the only one except for Lord Alaric who can possibly brew it.”

“Lady,” Alaric said with a quiet firmness, before addressing Smythe himself. “Let her do it, she might surprise you.”

“Don’t blame me if she poisons him and leaves those twins orphans.” Smythe said sharply as he scribbled something down. “The name of the potion. I don’t even know the recipe myself.”

Lucius was clearly wringing his hands beneath his robes.

“We’ll portkey to Merrivale.” Alaric made the portkey because he was keyed to the Manor’s wards.

The four Slytherins portkeyed away, with Alaric practically carrying Aurelius to his annoyance and embarrassment.

Aurelius was placed in the care of his Head House elf Lolly who took him to his bed chamber that he had shared with Lucius before.

A cool bath was waiting, Lucius undressed them both and let Lolly place Aurelius in his lap.

Aurelius let the water cool him, “I must have forgotten my anaemia potion…”

“How could you not tell me?” Lucius asked quietly.

“I was used to keeping such things to myself, I just didn’t consider it relevant.”

“We’re expected to bond and you don’t think your health is relevant?” Lucius snapped.

“I am not used to have a partner, someone I am expected to share things with.”

“You best get used to it. I will be father’s successor and despite my youth, I will be your social equal.” Lucius retorted.

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Do.” Lucius snipped.

While this was uncomfortable and embarrassing, perhaps it was not without its rewards…

XooooooX

Acquiring the appropriate book with the appropriate anaemia potion recipe was easy enough with Aurelius’ brewing house elf to assist her. Especially given that Aurelius had a very extensive catalogue of ingredients, it was unlikely that he would be missing anything.

Leaving Alaric to see to solving the trouble that was indirectly his fault due to his reversing Aurelius’ blood adoption.

If Aurelius had suffered from anaemia from childhood, that meant that Severus had it as well.

This was not something that would be allowed to continue.

He had been clearly an unobservant housemate since he failed to realize this.

Alaric had little choice but to fix it.

Since both Aurelius and Severus had been born to a legally married Eileen, they were considered legitimate heirs to the House of Prince.

For Aurelius to remain a legitimate heir, he needed Prince blood…

Alaric remembered a House mate of his, a year younger from Orion and Cygnus’ year, an Arcadius Prince. Like Alphard, Arcadius had bonded to a Hufflepuff heiress to a witch-entailed family.

Though Arcadius had kept his distance from this Aurelius…

That was about to change.

He flooed to the Ministry where Arcadius worked in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement despite having his spouse serving as the current Minister of Magic.

Being a member of the Wizengamot, Alaric was shown into Arcadius’ office with little resistance.

“Lord Slytherin-Peverell, how might I assist you?” Arcadius frowned.

“Your wards, raise them. The anti-eavesdropping ones.”

Arcadius did, still frowning.

“You know, don’t you that Aurelius Prince is not your brother.” It was more statement, then question.

“Yes.” Arcadius grumbled, “What of it?”

“You also know then that neither Aurelius ever had an affair with your niece.”

Arcadius shrugged, “Aurelius was always very aware of his surroundings. Prior to his disappearance, he came to me with suspicions. He claimed that Amphion was abusing our nieces. He didn’t have any proof and he said that neither girl would admit it.”

“Eileen was pregnant because your eldest brother sexually assaulted her. That is apparently the reason that Evelyn committed suicide as well.”

“Why are you telling me this? Where is your proof?”

“My proof is from your niece’s own admission, she is of course living in France where her health both physical and mental is being overseen by a Healer from St. Vidius. The true nature of Aurelius’ identity is that he is your niece’s son thrown backwards in time. He could not serve as Lord Prince without Gringotts’ approval and like myself, they are fully aware of his true identity but allowed him to change his name.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I want you to save him. He is ill, I foolishly undid his blood adoption making him a full-blood Prince but failed to realize that the blood adoption was masking a severe condition. He has a vicious form of anaemia, I owe him a life debt and because this crisis is partially my fault, I wish to see if being blood adopted by yourself and perhaps, a cousin of your bearer’s might allow him to remain Lord Prince as well treat his condition.”

“You want my blood.”

“Freely given to save a life.”

“What about Severus, young Severus?”

“I will deal with that. His blood adoption thankfully was not reversed, using your niece’s blood and blood from another wizard might prevent him from becoming as ill as Aurelius is at present.”

“Is he alone?”

“He is courting and so his future consort is caring for him while Andromeda is brewing a potion to treat his condition. We want to keep this to as few persons as possible.”

“I see. I wish I had helped my brother, perhaps then this might have been avoided. My wife would have likely agreed to adopt Eileen’s twins as well as take Evelyn in.”

Alaric handed over two vials which Arcadius filled with blood before accepting a blood replenisher.

“Thank you. You will of course keep this to yourself?”

“I am still legally a Prince even if I am bonded, I was just ineligible to inherit due to my bonding as a consort.” Arcadius said stiffly.

“Very well.”

“Give my respects to Aurelius, tell him that while he may be listed as my son by blood, I will treat him as a brother.”

“I am sure that he will accept that.”

“Might I write to Eileen? I suppose I owe her some sort of apology for not realising she was being mistreated.”

“I will discuss it with Aurelius when he is well.”

“For what it’s worth, he’s lucky to have you as a friend.”

Alaric flinched, “It is I who is lucky.”

With a suitable ‘sire’ selected, Alaric had to locate appropriate blood to replace Eileen for Aurelius that is.

According to the Prince family tree in Merrivale; Amphion, Aurelius and Arcadius were born to Regulus Black but sired by Julius Prince.

Eileen and Evelyn were born to Elizabeth Bones while sired by Amphion Prince…

Which meant for Aurelius and Severus’ sake, he knew just whose blood he needed.

He flooed to Alphard’s office in Diagon Alley, to Walpurga’s annoyance, Alphard’s bonded Elaine allowed him to use his Metamorphmagus abilities as a private investigator.

Luck must be with him because he found Madam Elaine and Consort Alphard both present.

“Alaric, what brings you to Britain? Aren’t you supposed to be at Beauxbatons with Andromeda? Is she in trouble again?” Alphard frowned.

“Actually, she is helping with a delicate matter. You owe us a minor debt for keeping the candidates and other staff quiet…” Alaric said sternly.

Alphard scowled, “I wondered when you were going to cash that in.”

“It’s minor. You help Aurelius avoid scandal and I’m sure you can just forget about it.”

“What is it that you want?”

“A vial each of blood.”

“Why and for what purpose?” Madam Elaine sniffed.

“Severus has shown signs of a dangerous form of Anaemia due to his ancestry. The addition of fresh blood would according a reputable healer negate that. Partially or completely, we do not know. Andromeda is currently brewing a potion to treat him at present.”

“Why do you need both of our blood?” Alphard frowned.

“I have Prince blood for both, just because one has yet to show signs of ill health doesn’t mean that we should ignore it.” Alaric said truthfully.

He didn’t say that he wanted it for Severus and Lily, rather he wanted it for Aurelius and Severus but that letting out that Aurelius was as ill as he was would be unwise.

Both agreed, as well as keeping their involvement with a blood adoption to themselves. They did after all owe Alaric and Aurelius for avoiding a scandal at Beauxbatons due to Andromeda’s elopement.

Their blood in hand or more accurately, in his robes, Alaric let himself out.

He needed one more donor and he knew exactly whom he wanted.

Alaric let himself into The Spiny Serpent, he caught Oran’s eye and then headed for his old friend’s office.

Oran excused himself and followed predictably.

Once they were alone, Oran frowned.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at Beauxbatons?”

Alaric nodded, “Yes, unfortunately I learned something rather unpleasant. In my attempt to help Aurelius, I inadvertently led to his and Severus becoming quite ill. I have three vials of blood and I need one more. Aurelius will be blood adopted by relatives of his parents. However, Severus needs fresh blood. He was born to his witch mother who had been raped Oran. Afraid for herself and the lives of her unborn children, she ran. Unfortunately, she picked the worst muggle to marry. A drunk layabout who beat both herself and Severus. She made sure that her daughter had a good home but she kept Severus hoping that a son might make her Muggle husband act responsible. Unfortunately, that was not the case. I can’t go to just anyone Oran…”

“You want my blood? Why?”

“He was born legitimate Oran, with what that dreadful Muriel Malfoy has done to you, we both know that no family would dare let you bond to their daughter. With Prince blood, Severus can remain Aurelius’ heir. If he has yours, you can still have an heir.”

Oran flinched.

Contrary to Muriel Malfoy nee Prewett’s claims, Oran Nott had loved her daughter Ædelia. It had been her daughter’s wish to bond to Oran while in Hogwarts, because Ædelia was Ajax’s only daughter, he had given in.

Unfortunately for both of them, Ædelia was a sickly girl who wanted nothing more than to be the mother of Oran’s children.

They lost their first child, a daughter through a miscarriage that had been no one’s fault, so it brought the two of them even closer. For Slytherins, the two had truly been in love. Then a year later, Ædelia conceived again.

Unfortunately, that was the year that Alaric had been Head Boy and Oran was prefect.

Ædelia had decided to stay at Mansfield to get ready for the babies, they had both been overjoyed to find out they were expecting twins.

Oran had excitedly shone him pictures and asked him to be his son’s godfather.

While Alaric didn’t know what it was like to be loved or be a part of a family, there was something about that relationship that he had envied.

Even though he was under Dumbledore’s Imperious at the time, he still had wanted something like that for himself.

Oran’s father Phrixos was the ambassador to the joint Ministry of North America so he was across the pond. Phrixos had taken his duty to the Ministry seriously, despite knowing his daughter-in-law’s previous difficulty.

Oran and Ædelia had hoped to surprise him about being a grandfather…

Unfortunately, Ædelia fell and haemorrhaged.

By the time a house elf found her and sent for a healer, it was already too late.

His first two children; the miscarried daughter Atalante Isolde and his son, Aias Drystan didn’t live long enough to even breathe and the last, a daughter whom he named Akantha Shallot had died in his hands…

Oran had buried himself in his studies in his grief, but to have Muriel accusing him of spousal abuse and murder because of her grief had been beyond cruel.

His suffering had even annoyed Alaric to the point where he offered to have her dealt with.

Oran had begged him to let it alone, while Muriel’s shameful treatment would have hurt Ædelia, he hadn’t wanted his mother-in-law dead.

“You came to me first, why?” Oran said after heavy silence.

“You deserve an heir and young Severus is a very talented young wizard. He deserves to be pureblood and healthy. I thought that your need for a son and his need for a proper sire would be a proper end to this situation. After all, this situation is my fault. You never let me end your Muriel problem and Abraxus would have allowed it. He was ashamed of his mother’s behaviour. There is a reason she isn’t welcome in the Manor, once his father died, Abraxus moved her to France.”

“You’re serious…” Oran murmured half in awe.

Alaric shrugged, “Having Lady Cassie in my life as well as Aurelius has had an interesting effect.”

“I’ll say, that birthday party for you was interesting. Having never met Lady Lily, I was surprised to be invited. Cassie makes you happy, I don’t know what your life was like outside of Hogwarts but I wanted you to have someone like I had.”

“You can’t let Muriel win forever. Ædelia, wouldn’t have wanted you to be alone.”

Oran gave him a weak smile as he held out a hand for an empty vial for his blood. “Like you said, Muriel has made it impossible for me to find a wife. She would likely ruin any courtship even if it were in America or on the continent.”

“You’ll find someone…” Alaric said quietly. “You still owe me a godson.”

“We’ll see, I’m not especially hopeful.” Oran shrugged.

Aurelius borrowed Oran’s private floo, heading to Merrivale to stow the vials of blood.

He was surprised to find Andromeda wearing a bubblehead charm and ‘supervising’ the brewing house elf. He set the vials labelled with the initials of their donors on a safe place on a mostly clear worktable.

“Why is the elf brewing and not you?”

“I was hoping you wouldn’t check on me.” Andromeda huffed.

“I vouched for you so of course I would.” Alaric said dismissively.

“If you must know, I eloped for two reasons. One, because Lucius is bent and interested in Lord Aurelius. Two, because Ted is my idiot. He forgot when we met over the summer in Diagon that I was on a contraception potion. He tried to be ‘responsible’ and cast a charm that negated my potion. As a result, I found out I was pregnant just before I was chosen as Hogwarts’ Champion. Ted and I decided to elope, impregnated by a Muggleborn during my sixth year, it was my best choice. I considered abortion but the recovery would have taken too long. Ted is in our Potions class to brew for me mostly and because at least an Exceeds Expectations is needed to be accepted to any healer training.”

“No one knows?” Alaric scowled.

“Not until you noticed I wasn’t brewing. I’m careful, I know what ingredients I can’t touch and Ted handles them. We haven’t brewed a potion I can’t quite yet. This one had ingredients I can’t handle so Lolly and Ted are being my hands.”

“Lolly happy to brew to help Master. Lolly knew master was sick but not why.” The head Prince elf said sadly.

“I fetch blood needed to blood adopt Aurelius…”

“I see four vials.”

“I have my reasons.” Alaric said dismissively.

“Anything that has to do with why Lucius is keeping secrets or why Severus and Lily were taken out of Hogwarts?”

“When he warned me about Bellatrix, he should have warned me about you…” Alaric muttered darkly.

“What about Bella?” Andromeda snipped, with shadows in her eyes.

“Never you mind. Leave those vials alone. I have to fetch Severus, I will need to find the appropriate adoption potion. The sooner this is dealt with,”

“The better for you. The guilt is nauseating.”

Her casual dismissal of him and disregard was intriguing if a bit annoying. If Andromeda wasn’t family through his Cassie, he might be tempted to teach her a lesson.

“Well go on then. Lily is likely worried and sensing something wrong.”

Andromeda was definitely more perceptive then he liked…

Alaric stalked off like an affronted peacock to floo to Durmstrang.

Long distance portkeys had to be properly charmed by the Ministry and were expensive. Alaric was too intelligent to attempt Intercontinental Apparition so he had to floo, evne if he might have the magical skill to attempt it. Being splinched after having split his soul seemed ill-advised.

Flooing to the International Floo Centre in London and then waiting for the first commercial floo to Durmsøy wouldn’t be pleasant when he knew that Lily would sense something wrong with Aurelius. Severus and Remus would likely be very protective as well…

Honestly, International flooing was more than a little annoying. Alaric had never been exceptionally patient…

XooooooX

Lucius maybe Abraxus’ son and heir, but Andromeda was the best brewer in their year.

If anyone could brew the potion Aurelius needed, it was his former betrothed.

There would be those who would believe that he should shun her and be angry about being jilted.

Andromeda had always been the most driven, the most observant and the one who most despised being ordered about.

She must have known how more discomforted he was about their betrothal all of last year and how disappointed he was when Aurelius refused to dance with him at the Ball hosted by her Aunt.

He would never have been able to defy his father and had been very wary about offending Lady Walpurga.

Unlike most, Andromeda was not intimidated by her Aunt in the slightest. No one intimidated her…

She was a very stubborn witch and her gift with Dark Magic was very much envied in some circles. It wasn’t mentioned in front of more Light-aligned families, yet Lucius knew that Andromeda had more magic in her little finger then most hoped to have. Andromeda was the top of their class despite suppressing her magic.

Hogwarts couldn’t really handle it if they knew just how powerful her Dark Magic was.

To Slytherins, she was their Queen. Every witch to some extent wanted to be her while every witch or wizard attracted to power or females would do most anything for her.

Lucius had always felt a gulf between them; he had long acknowledged that he was not ‘up to her weight’. When he realised that he preferred older wizards, he realised just how ‘wrong’ for her, he was.

Yet he knew, neither himself or Aurelius would have broached eloping.

Knowing Andromeda had eloped had been freeing, she was one of the few witches in his acquaintance that would make such a choice.

He didn’t disregard her choice in bondmate either, while he had no interest in Muggleborns as partners, Lucius acknowledged that only a Muggleborn would consider romancing a Slytherin witch. Especially, if said witch was betrothed to the Prince of Slytherin and a Hufflepuff Muggleborn one at that…

Why? Simply because a Muggleborn Hufflepuff wouldn’t care one iota about social conventions or expectations. They would be more concerned with one’s own pursuit of happiness.

In a weird way, Lucius was grateful to Ted Tonks but it was unlikely that he would ever voice such an opinion.

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