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The Road to Hell...	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 19127 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Chapter 4

After Apparating into the safe house with Sirius, Harry looked around and shook his head, shivering slightly. “I can see why we couldn’t use this the whole time,” he muttered, feeling slightly claustrophobic. There were two rooms, no windows, and all of it was concrete, painted a dull grey color. While there were two rooms, they were both small. He could tell there would be enough room to put a bed and a few other items, but it would make it very close quarters. Thought not for certain, he didn’t think there were any expansion charms on it.

“Yeah, we’d both go mental in here,” Sirius sighed, shuddering slightly at the thought. “Even short times would be a trial, honestly. We have it set up to circulate fresh air and a little in here so we have something to do, but it’s not a place you want to inhabit for long. Especially because we can’t put expansion charms on it for various reasons.”

As he guided Harry over to the table, he explained, “This was some sort of Muggle fallout shelter from the second war. Not only is it solid concrete, but its lead lined. Which helps us because we can layer on plenty to hide us, not to mention the lead having a natural effect on magic. However, the wards we have on it are only good for six hours, max, before they stop working well and have to recharge for 24 hours. We set it up that way to give us time to hide behind the best we can manage before moving again.”

“Not sure I would want to spend six full hours here, honestly,” Harry told him, taking a seat. “Even that long would end up enough to make you loony.”
“More I agree with,” Sirius nodded, taking a seat across the table with him. “It’s just for temporary use until we can hop elsewhere. Like now, it’s just for an hour or so while the elves check the new place and the wards we put up. Won’t be more than that, then we’ll move there.” Sirius explained, taking their brekky out of the small basket the elves left so they could eat.

“Good,” Harry nodded, still looking around. He then took the plate Sirius passed him and tucked in. As he ate, he asked, “About this hopping around for a week—I understand the bit about the wards, but is there more to it? I mean, we could have just waited the week.” However, he added with a big grin, “Not that I mind, of course!”

“Didn’t figure you did,” Sirius grinned back. He then sobered up and explained, “Partially because we have no idea what Albus plans to do with you this summer. With you not answering your mail, we have no way of knowing anything. It’s best to get you out now than end up scrambling at the last minute to try. With all that’s going on, we’d have a bitch of a time getting you out of the Burrow, so we didn’t want to take that chance. Besides, this way we will have caused enough of a distraction that they won’t know when you left and the trail will end up cold when it comes to tracing you. Anything they try won’t work because you left more than 24 hours before they found out. That is buying us time and being safe, able to stay ahead of them. Part of it, as you heard, are the wards. Those have to settle, period, for us to stay safe.”

“We initially thought the two of us would hole up in a Muggle hotel of some kind, one where we wouldn’t end up noticed. Eventually we discounted that idea. Since we have no clue when they’ll discover you’re gone and what kind of alarm will sound from it, it’s best to stay hidden. I’m sure when it’s discovered you’re gone and it looks like a fight came from it, they may involve the Muggle authorities. We didn’t want to chance it. This was safest, for all of us. Reggie can handle the house and wards while I protect you. No one will look for me and Reggie. Hell, they probably would assume we were someone else if they did encounter us since it’s well known we’re dead. You, though, is a whole other matter. We could hide your scar, but your eyes are a dead giveaway. Since we can’t just go out and get you contacts or something to change your eye color, we need to keep you out of the public eye or somewhere you might end up seen and remembered by Muggles.” Sirius sighed, shaking his head.

“This is what we thought was safest, for all of us. We’ll hop around then settle once the wards are done. Reggie is trying to push those as fast as he can, but you can’t half-arse wards or you end up crashing them all then have to start over, so you have to take care. He’s doing all he can. Then we’ll keep an eye on the Prophet for any stories about you. If it comes down to them finding out you’re gone before the week is over, we’ll do what we can to stay hidden.”

“Understood,” Harry nodded, now getting why they wanted to go about it this way. Looking around the room, he asked, feeling slightly more claustrophobic, “How long do we have to stay here before we can hop to the next house? This—I don’t like this place, at all.”

“Me either,” Sirius groused, looking sour. “An hour, tops. We just have to wait for the elves to give us the all clear then we’ll hop over there.”

“Good,” Harry sighed. “Any more than an hour and I think I would go mental myself.”

“I agree,” Sirius told him, eating a few bites.

“How is Remus factoring into this? I know you sent him some kind of a cryptic, coded note.” Harry asked, curious about this. Daddy and Uncle Reg mentioned this and it sounded important when it came to the plan, but he didn’t know the details.

“There is a bit more going on with Remus than you’ve known,” Sirius started. Then he ordered his thoughts and explained, “First of all, despite what so many think, he’s not with Tonks.”

“I never heard that,” Harry admitted, eyes widening. “Him and Tonks? That’s odd!”

“Well, it’s what she wants,” Sirius snickered, shaking his head. “Won’t ever happen. She’s made it clear, but Remus would never end up with her. While he’s bisexual, he tends to lean more towards the blokes than he does birds.” Then he grinned, knowing this would floor Harry, “Besides, he’s heavily involved with Snape and has been since the year he taught.”

“What?!?!?!?” Harry stammered, eyes overly wide, unable to believe his ears, fork dropping out of his hand. He didn’t have a clue this was going on. In fact, in school when he taught, Remus didn’t seem to deal much with Snape, let alone look like he had something else going on with him.

Unable to help himself, Sirius grinned. “That was about my reaction when I heard, though there were several four-letter words involved. I was floored. However, it’s the truth. Apparently, when they were teaching together something happened and they started some sort of relationship. Wasn’t what it is now, but it started.”

“Snape is the reason Remus had to quit,” Harry said, shaking his head, not understanding how this came about and blindsided, picking his fork back up.

“From my understanding, it was something the two worked out to cover up the fact Remus actually told Albus off and quit.” Before Harry could ask, he explained, “He was furious what went on with me and how Albus could help Snape after the first war but not me. Then how it came out I was completely innocent. From what he told me later, he was angry that Albus had enough influence to help Snape get off, but didn’t do anything to help me. If the old goat wasn’t willing to do anything for me, even though he was on the Wizengamot when I escaped, Remus wouldn’t work with him, so he quit. He and Snape came up with the idea of Snape letting it ‘slip out’ he is a werewolf so it would appear he had to quit. Albus never contradicted them for his own reasons.”

“Since then, the two have worked towards something serious,” he continued. “They both are actually rather happy. It’s something they’re keeping a secret, obviously, but they like it. I think that’s all that matters.”

“Well, yeah,” Harry agreed though still stunned, eyes overly wide. “You have to admit it’s odd.”

“Oh, that it is,” Sirius nodded. “Even to me,” he laughed. “I couldn’t believe it at first. Since then—let’s say I believe it. Though I find it odd, it’s working for them and Remus is happy. It’s all that matters to me.”

Though Harry nodded, it was still something he couldn’t wrap his mind around. Instead of trying, he shook his head and jumped back to the original topic. “How does this factor in?” He didn’t really want to hear about a relationship with Remus and Snape as he was sure it would give him visions he certainly didn’t want or need. However, since it did come into play with so much, he wanted to know before he ended up blindsided once more.

“It comes down to information and protection,” Sirius told him, polishing off his food and sipping the tea he had poured for himself from a magical thermos. “Remus might end up stunned I’m still alive and Reggie is back, but he’ll rise to the occasion. From what he said to me privately, many times in fact, was he agreed with the view we have that Albus is up to something no good when it comes to you. He told me once Snape felt the same way and was plenty angry.”

“Snape?” Harry asked, stunned, brow furrowed. “He hates me! I mean, he’s gone out of his way to make my life a living hell since I started school.”

“Not sure there,” Sirius admitted with a shrug. “Remus mentioned a promise of some kind and looking good, not fully explaining it. While I tried to get it out of him, I didn’t have enough time before the end of the school year to manage. We’ll just go from there and trust what Remus said.”

Then he continued, explaining the note, “I didn’t want to make this too easy on them or warn them ahead of time what I was doing, so I made a tough code based on one we used in school. My hope is he won’t figure it out until after it’s discovered you’re gone. Let them scramble for a bit before he does. There’s a good bit to explain to him, like Reggie and the relationship with you, but he’ll come on board. No question in my mind about that because of what I know of him and his stance on plenty. Once he does, he’ll be a huge help for us.”

“You sure Snape won’t give us up?” Harry asked softly, brow furrowed as he thought about that bit of this. “I mean, you know what he’s like and the relationship with Dumbledore.”

“We were worried about that, I admit it,” Sirius nodded. “We finally decided, after a great deal of talking, that if Snape is in a relationship with Remus and what I talked to Remus about was true, it would mean he won’t say a word. We’re also going with the plan that I won’t say anything about you at first. After a few meetings I’ll bring it in just to make sure. Then we’ll go from there. While we have most everything we can think of in place, we’ll need help, plenty of it as time goes on. Mostly it’ll be to ensure we all stay safe and anything we might not read in the Prophet.”

Harry listened intently then, after thinking it over for a few moments, he gave a slow nod. “It makes sense. After all, you can’t get the true scope of anything from the Prophet. Even the big stories there. We would need more information.”

“Exactly,” Sirius agreed. “Since we don’t have any contacts to get the real truth or news which might not make it in, we need something. This would work for that. And we can help with the war, in a way anyway. I think we all want to, just not with the Dumbledore end.”

“Oh yes,” Harry nodded. He was about to ask another question when an elf popped in, startling him.

Looking relived that it was time to go, Sirius nodded then stood. “We’ll finish the meal there. Let’s get out of here.”

Quite relieved to be out of this confined space, Harry nodded and stood. Though there were plenty of questions he wanted to ask, they could wait. After all, they had all the time in the world now and could take their time.

“All is well?” Severus asked Remus as he came in the door. From what he knew, his lover had a meeting with Albus then planned to go help with the wards on the Burrow in preparation for Potter going there when released from the Purgatory on Privet Drive.

“Nothing to worry about,” Remus assured him after taking a seat with a soft groan. After summoning a cup of tea, he explained, “Albus plans on moving Harry next week around midnight to throw anyone from the other side off if they are watching. He said he wanted him out of there sooner this year as he suffered such an emotional event at the end of the school year.”

With a snort of disdain, Severus sneered, “If he was so worried about that, he would have not only done something before now, but put something in place so the boy had somewhere to go for help as it happened! Pardon me if I don’t believe it and see it as just another of Albus’ manipulations of Potter. It has to factor into plenty of his plans.”

“Nothing I’ll disagree with,” Remus sighed, shaking his head. “There were times while he talked where I had to bite my tongue as I was about to say something similar.” Then he pressed on, “The wards—we did all we could today, but they need to settle a tad. We’ll go back over in the next couple of days then work at them some more. These won’t last forever, just until after the start of the term, but they’ll hold up while Harry’s there.”

“Good,” Severus nodded, piling up the books he had been going through about cyphers. He then leaned back and laced his fingers behind his head, stretching his long legs out, crossing his ankles. “Has anyone heard from him yet?” He wanted to know since Remus had mentioned more than once Potter hadn’t answered any of the owls he received.

“No,” Remus sighed dejectedly, shaking his head sadly. “I asked when over at the Burrow and no one has heard from him. They are actually rather disturbed by the lack of communication and worried. Tomorrow while on duty over at Privet Drive I’ll pop in and talk to him. I think—yes, I need to see what’s going on. If it’s bad enough I’ll try to motivate Albus into moving him faster. Not sure if I can manage as he doesn’t tend to move on set plans unless there is a good reason or increased danger, but I’ll give it a shot.”

“Good plan,” Severus nodded. “If it is bad, come back here first and we’ll formulate the best way to get Albus moving how we want. I can’t jump in for obvious reasons, but I feel I know how to get him going the direction we want. If Albus won’t, we’ll come up with a way for you to visit him and try to help. That—we can manage between the two of us. If nothing else, we’ll do it late at night and I’ll stand guard to keep an eye on you.”

“I have a feeling, with what we know of Albus, we’ll have to go with your suggestion as I doubt he’ll move,” Remus told him gloomily, shaking his head sadly.

“As do I,” Severus agreed, looking plenty sour. “You can help plenty and give him someone to talk to. Albus won’t like it, as he’s done everything in his power to keep you away from him and becoming something akin to an adult figure in his life, but he’ll deal since there won’t be anything he can do about it.”

“I should have stepped in long ago, Severus,” Remus told him, looking down at the table, feeling plenty of guilt over listening to Albus on the topic so long ago. “What I saw in school—yes, I should have done more.”

“We should have,” Severus grumbled, slouching down slightly, shoulders slumped. “It came down to all of us, me included, thought he was doing the right thing by the boy. None of us had any idea of what Potter was going through with that family. We’ll manage at some point, even if it’s just you and I after we get out.”

“I think—yes, out is needed, Severus. For plenty of reasons. I don’t even want to ponder the problems Harry will have when he is an adult over so much of this. And it just keeps piling on, growing worse each year. We can at least start working on repairing them. If we start him down the road, he’ll have the tools to deal with the rest.”

“Which we need to start on before more piles on,” Severus told him pointedly. Planning to talk more to Remus about plans for that, Severus then shifted to a new topic. “About this code—the more I look at it, the more I think it’s a combination of two cyphers. One is the code you used in school. The other I think is an old one. I’m going to need some help putting them together. Might take us a couple more days, but I think we’re on the right track.”

Heartened, Remus slid over by Severus and glanced at the notes his lover had taken. Then he had Severus walk him through everything. Though not sure what Sirius would have put in code since he was dead and nothing mattered now, but he was curious, certain it was important. Now he wanted to know. Between the two of them, they could manage and would.

After settling into a comfy chair by the front window of the house, Harry finger combed his still wet hair. He had just taken a bath, well, Daddy bathed him in a tub the elves produced for them. And he had loved it. It was different and gave him the good sort of tingles at the soft touch of someone you adored. A smile still on his face, he leaned back in the chair and grabbed the butterbeer he had opened after coming in from the bath. Snuggling down in the chair, he smiled and sipped. This was good!

Eyes drifting to the front window near where he was seated, he scanned around though doubted he would see anything. From what he could tell, they weren’t anywhere near a town and this place was surrounded by lots of tall grass, overgrown weeds, wildly out of control hedges, and plenty of other natural barriers. However, it was best to keep an eye out.

He pulled his eyes away when he heard something behind him. One glance over his shoulder and he smiled. As expected, it was just Sirius coming out after taking his own bath. “All’s clear,” he told his Daddy then his eyes drifted back to the windows.

As he grabbed a butterbeer for himself out of the once more full cooler the elves provided, Sirius walked over to the table Harry was seated at. Instead of conjuring a chair for himself, he patted Harry on the back, having him stand, then sat on the chair and pulled his little boy into his lap. One arm wrapping around him, he held him close, snuggling on him as he drank. “This is fairly isolated, though there is quite a bit of traffic from the road close by, so we need to keep watch.”

Though he nodded, Harry was more interested in snuggling with his Daddy. As he clutched his teddy close, he smiled, shifting sideways then letting his head drop onto Sirius’ shoulder. With a contented sigh and smile, he asked, “Is Uncle Reg going to come over today?”

“He will,” Sirius assured him, nodding. “I’m sure he’ll come over soon for a short visit and to check to ensure we’re fine and everything is working as it should. Probably won’t be for long, though, as he’s busy.”

When Harry nodded, Sirius smiled, giving him a squeeze then said, “When we get moved to the house I’m going to have you spend extra time with Reggie. You’re used to me plenty and him only a little. Since he’s your uncle now, it’s best you get to know him as well as you do me. It’ll do both of you good.”

“I’d like that,” Harry told him, rolling his eyes up so he could look at his Daddy. “Uncle Reg is fun to be around, too.”

“He is,” Sirius grinned, looking down at him. “You’ll love it. So will he, honestly. We’ll be together for a long time, so it’s best you get to know him better. He wants to do the same and has told me that. We discussed making sure both of us have time alone with you each day. That’s a good idea, honestly. The same with all of us having time to ourselves. Once we’re together, we’ll figure something out.”

Harry nodded slowly after listening, agreeing. It was one thing to adore the relationship, something he obviously did, but it was another to be with someone all the time. He knew from reading and other things that if you did that bit, it wasn’t long before you ended up on each other’s nerves. No, he didn’t want that to happen. It would end up bad enough they’d mostly be stuck in the house that they didn’t need more stress added on.

“We can relax when we get there, though,” Sirius told him with a small smile. “It’ll be as protected as Hogwarts and Grimmauld Place, if not more so.”

“Which is good,” Harry agreed. “Anything in the Prophet today we need to worry about? I just glanced through it, but didn’t see anything.” He couldn’t stand the Prophet and didn’t read it unless forced, so he might have missed something they needed to know.

“I didn’t see anything,” Sirius assured him. “Just the mundane about the normal and the war, nothing more. No mention of you anywhere, thankfully.”

“Good,” Harry said with a relieved sigh. “Buying us time.”

“For now, I’m not too worried about anything,” Sirius told him. “It’s after they’ve discovered you’re gone which worries me. That’s when everyone will be out hunting you. We’re just hoping it isn’t until the last day or so before the house is done, though we aren’t counting on it. None of our luck is that good.”

“Nope,” Harry said with a dry snort, rolling his eyes.

“We won’t worry about it until it happens,” Sirius assured him. “It’s just down to us watching out for Muggles, nothing more.”

Harry nodded at that then asked, shifting to something he was curious about. “Is Uncle Reg still having the bad nightmares?” From what Daddy told him, Uncle Reg was having issues coming from the time he was trapped in that cave. He couldn’t even imagine how bad that was and figured it was normal to have problems because of it.”

“Some,” Sirius admitted. Then he began talking about them. For now, he just wanted to relax. Reggie would be over later, so he wanted the worst out of the way so both of them could enjoy the visit.
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