Should Have Been | By : Rochelle Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3680 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Should Have Been
Note: I feel its only right to tell you this going to start to wind down. I see…three or four more chapters and then an epilogue. Sirius, Remus, and Siri finally rejoin the ‘real world’. I decided that Mrs. Weasley and Remus get along very well because…well, you’ll see. She still isn’t ‘comfortable’ with Sirius though. Then again, who would be?
And, uh, don’t get attached to Chase. Trust me here, do not get attached.
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Chapter Seven
Blood, Tonks, and the Order
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“So the basic gist,” Sirius was saying as he and Remus walked around the lake. “Is that this kid, Chase, can know about me, because he probably already knows about me.”
“Yep.”
“I guess that makes sense.”
Remus nodded. “Snape said Chase probably knows more about what’s going on than any of us do, but hasn‘t realized it. And Snape doesn’t try to keep things from him.”
“I suppose trying to hide things from a Seer is pointless.”
“In theory.” Remus shrugged some. “He’s still only fifteen. And its not like this is something he asked for, or abuses. Its not exactly a coveted ability, being able to see the future.” He was trying to be tactful about telling Sirius that he’d fucked up.
He knew Sirius was already feeling the effects of missing twelve years of his life…he didn’t want to make it worse by getting on his case.
Sirius snorted, though there was no amusement to it. “You can tell me when I’ve stuck my foot in it Remus, I think I’m old enough to handle it.”
Remus glanced out of him from the corner of his eye. “Oh?”
“What I said to Sniv…Snape about everyone he knows going insane was obviously not the right thing to say.”
“That’s putting it mildly.” He shook his head, trying to find the words to explain it. “I know you think Snape is the same bastard he was when we were in school, but he isn’t. He’s still pretty horrible, which I think is just part of her personality, actually, but he takes his son, and his responsibility, very seriously.”
“It’s hard to imagine Snape as someone’s father.”
“…You’re kidding, right?”
“Yes, I realize its weird for us too.”
“You get used to it. I think…having Chase made Snape different.” Kind of like how having Siri had forced Remus to grow up, having Chase forced Snape to…change what he was. “He’s the whole reason, other than loyalty to Dumbledore, that Snape is involved with the Order. If he wanted he could easily leave and stay among his kind, and not spare us a second thought, but he knows Chase wouldn’t stand half a chance among full blood vampires.”
The boy was…well, he was eccentric, to say the least. Maybe it was the way he was raised, taught independence and how to protect himself from birth, and he was a touch on the odd side, but mostly he was kind of…serene. Unshakable. Death, destruc, an, and chaos kind of slid off of him like water and Remus couldn’t remember a time when he didn’t smile readily, or have a joke ready.
“And the nymphs won’t accept him.” Remus said, glancing over at the lake. Right below the surface he could see the mere-people and the water nymphs, enjoying the warm day.
Snape’s son was, really, a bit of a mutt. Not that Remus meant that offensively, but what was true was true. You’d think, for all of Snape’s pureblood mania in school, that he’d at least pick a vampire woman as a lover, but instead he’d gone for a half-nymph woman.
Nymph’s Grove was something Chase’s half-brother, Brennan, had inherited when their mother was sentenced to life in St. Mungos. Chase was oddly fond of the place, and its less than human inhabitants. The manor was a large one, ridiculously so considering it belonged to two teenage boys and a vampire who would never dare set foot into Ireland, that almost put Remus’ childhood home to shame (and that was no small feat).
“Hullo Mr. Lupin!” A house elf said, running towards them. Remus nodded towards it. “Mr. Siri is with Master Chase in the music room.”
“Thanks.” Remus smiled then motioned for Sirius to follow him.
The music room was a small building off of the side of the house. It was the only thing that Chase’s mother had left to him, as opposed to his brother, along with all of the instruments inside. Remus knew that Chase guarded the room and its contents fiercely, not allowing anyone except his father and Siri inside.
Remus had never, in spite of knowing Chase the vast majority of his life, gone inside. He didn’t mind, as this was the only piece to a large part of who he was that the teen had, but he did kind of wonder why Siri got the privilege. The boy was pretty much musically hopeless, and that was putting it lightly.
You’d think, considering how well he could hear different pitches, he might be good at it but no…Siri was truly the type of person who should never be allowed musical instruments, for the good of all those around him.
They reached the building quickly. It was a cream colored building, with the walls and windows done in blue. It was simple, though it hadn’t always been. It had once been deep blue and covered in intricate white wave designs, but Chase didn’t share his mothers desire to stand out.
Remus walked past a window then stopped and looked in rolling his eyes, before rapping on the window. As he’d suspected, any academic pursuits had been abandoned in favor of more…personal ones. Siri and Chase were, or had been at least, rather attached at the lips.
“I swear, I’ve told him a million times, do not snog the vampire.” He muttered, walking towards the door. In a general sense, Remus didn’t care whom his son was interested in, but…well Chase drank blood. It made him uneasy.
“And I’ve told you a million and one, I do not like the taste of wolves.” The door opened and a petite boy stuck his head out, smiling wryly. “Hey Remus.”
“Chase.” Remus looked over the teen and saw his son sitting on the floor, face buried in his hands. Siri was probably bright red and borderline mortified. “I’d ask if you were having a good day but that’d just seem pointless.”
Chase smiled and stepped out. He glanced over at Sirius, who was standing a few steps behind Remus, clearly a little wary at being so…exposed. Then he looked back at Remus and ran his fingers through his hair.
“I’d ask the same of you, but I think it’d be just as pointless.”
“You are quite the cheeky runt Chase.” Remus said, shaking his head. “This is Siri’s father, Sirius Black.”
Again Chase looked at Sirius and this time he smiled. “Yes. Nice to meet you Mr. Black.”
Sirius blinked, as if the boy had just said something totally inconceivable and Remus sighed then whispered loudly.
“Sirius is fine Chase. Manners are lost of him.”
“Ah. He may want to work on that for tonight.”
Remus arched an eyebrow. “What’s tonight?”
Chase stared at him, then his lips quirked. “Father didn’t tell you?” Remus shook his head in the negative and Chase laughed, though there was less humor and more bitterness to it. “I have to host the vampire ball tonight. Every vampire under a hundred in the world, save my father, will be packed into the Scottish Den and I get to play gracious host. That’s why I asked for Siri, I need an escort.”
“You need an escort so you can make nice with some of the most dangerous, and high class, creatures in the world…and you want to take my son? Have you hit your head recently?”
Siri, who had been standing behind Chase for some time, scowled. “Real funny Da.”
“I thought so.” Remus said, smiling, before looking back down at Chase. “Are you even allowed to bring Wolflings?”
“It’s my party, I think I can do whatever I damn well please.” Chase shrugged and pointed at Siri. “If I want to bring a half-breed, a werewolf, and a convict to my party I will. If they don’t like it, all of the appropriate exits will be very clearly marked.”
“Right. Snape is really going to love you starting an civil war because you felt the need to pull rank on everyone.”
“He wouldn’t mind. It’s not like he’d have to handle it he doesn’t do anything. Neither do I for that matter.” He scratched his head a bit absently. “As long as Helios keeps things running smoothly we just show up a few times a year and look menacing.”
Which Remus knew all too well. During his stint as Snape’s lover he’d gotten a taste of how vampire politics worked. Helios, Snape’s mentor and a vampire who was well over a thousand, ran all of the day-to-day things, while Snape went to political parties and important meetings, and Chase played the perfect prince. Other than memorizing the names of the other Den leaders, Snape had no active role in the way his Den was run.
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