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Gooey Melting Hearts	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 24972 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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(I'm thinking)
"I'm speaking"
Pairing: Yaoi M/M – seme James x Severus
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The grandparents put the heartache caused by their daughter and focused solely on their grandson who needed so much love, caring and protection...
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Sirius took a deep breath and stepped toward his little brother who just stepped out of the floo, “Regulus … we need to talk.” He said.
They returned home a day ago, but he was concerned for his brother and Bellatrix, who he wanted to talk to, suddenly disappeared. The second they got home Sirius saw his mother excitedly drag Regulus away with Bellatrix. After that he couldn’t find anyone except Narcissa, who avoided him like the plague, and his strangely cheerful mother. All of said facts would normally have gone unnoticed by him before the recent discoveries snapped him out of his head and he’s thankful he was a little less blind to these things.
“Can it wait? … please.” Regulus tiredly pushed passed Sirius only to have his knees buckle.
Sirius caught his brother and tried to hold him up, “Regulus! Hey! Are you ok?” He asked as Bellatrix flooed into the home.
“He’s fine.” Narcissa said startling Sirius who didn’t realize she was right behind him. “Hey! What are you doing?” Sirius snapped when Narcissa started pulling Regulus away from him.
Unfortunately, Bellatrix stepped between the brothers and cast a body bind on Sirius. All he could do was watch Narcissa and Bellatrix guide Regulus away as he hit the ground in a paralyzed state. That, however, didn’t stop the very stubborn Gryffindor for very long. Seeing the looks of concern the witches gave his brother as they took him to the other room and hearing his mother’s proud voice made him flare his magic and partially break the binding spell. His legs couldn’t move, but his arms were free so he clawed his way across the floor and tried to peek into the dining room.
“-made me so proud!” Sirius heard now that he was close enough to hear his mother’s words. “At least, one of my sons isn’t a disappointment. Carrying it with honor, Regulus.”
“Yes, mother.” Sirius heard his brother say and caught a glimpse of Regulus as he, Narcissa and Bellatrix went up the stairs. It was obvious even to him that Regulus was clutching his left arm and was a little unsteady. Sirius knew exactly what happened and it made him furious. Both furious at himself for not seeing something much sooner and furious at his mother for being happy about this.
When the rest of the binding spell finally broke he stumbled to his feet and raced to the stairs. Unfortunately, that took him right passed his mother who decided to stop him with the torture curse so they could chat. “You bring shame to this family. I have no interest in admitting you’re even part of it. In fact, since I have disowned you I will not allow you to blemish my home any longer. You are no longer my child and you are to leave tomorrow.“ She said coldly as her oldest son collapsed to his knees in pain. To her surprise he continued to try to crawl up the steps.
“Like … you’re ... a worthy … mother.” Sirius ground out through the pain. He heard her scoff and the pain vanished implying that she lifted the curse. Without giving himself time to recover before racing up the steps and threw open the door to Regulus’ room where he found Bellatrix, Narcissa and his crying brother.
Bellatrix glared and pointed her wand at Sirius, “Get out-“
“Shut up. My brother is crying.” Sirius muttered as he clumsily kneeled next to his brother’s bed and grabbed the arm Regulus seemed to try to hide. Before the witches could stop it he saw the mark of the Death Eaters. “You didn’t want this, did you?” He said as his brother tried to pull away, which surprised his brother and cousins. After all, they expected him to freak out upon seeing the mark and get mad at them for choosing that path.
“I … didn’t want it …” Regulus said clearly terrified that his older brother was going to start screaming at him, but, to his everlasting shock, Sirius just slowly moved onto the bed and hugged him.
Sirius let his brother cry against his chest, but frowned as he the suspicious glares being sent his way, “What?”
“You were never accepting of the dark lord or his followers.” Narcissa said clearly trying to figure out if he had a hidden motive for being nice.
“I never thought it could be forced on someone.” In a torture induced daze Sirius shifted his gaze over to each witches’ left forearms. The long sleeves of the witches’ robes hid their arms, but he still looked. “You didn’t think I’d be mad when a Regulus is clearly upset, did you?” He said his gaze lingering on Bellatrix‘ arm until the witch flinched. “Do you?”
“I got it willingly.” Bellatrix hissed.
“Did you want it?” Sirius asked proud of himself for not rattling off facts that would’ve only proved that he eavesdropped on Severus and Lucius.
“Yes.” Bellatrix said ignoring her sister’s sad look.
Sirius just stroked his brother’s back soothingly as he glanced from Narcissa to Bellatrix, “If that’s true then why did it look like you two were comforting Regulus and why does Narcissa look sad? If you were proud of it why are you here?” A strange silence settled on the group making them all realize Regulus had fallen asleep.
“It was willing for Bellatrix.” Narcissa said getting a sharp look from Bellatrix. “She volunteered so I didn’t have to get it.”
“Oh … I’m sorry.” Sirius said awkwardly. He had no clue how to continue without revealing the eavesdropping or waking his exhausted brother due to his pleading for forgiveness so he opted for changing the subject. “Could you guys put him in the bed?”
Bellatrix‘s eyes narrowed, “Why? Don’t want to put the effort in for a Death Eater?” She hissed harshly under her breath so she didn’t wake Regulus.
“No.” Sirius rolled his eyes at his cousin’s harsh untrusting attitude. “It’s just that my body realized it was hit by the torture curse 10 minutes ago and now I can’t move.”
Narcissa paled, “Again? Was she mad?” They had their differences and they were envious of the fact that he’d never be forced to be a Death Eater, but everyone hated that Lady Black took her anger out on Sirius. What made it worse was that it was for nothing more than being sorted into Gryffindor, which she considered shameful and not worthy of the Black name or her beloved Dark Lord.
Sirius snorted, “She finally decided to kick me out.” He said softly so he didn’t disturb Regulus.
“You were disowned years ago, but she never … I didn’t know …” Bellatrix admitted.
“Yeah … all of us seem to be realizing there are things we didn’t know.” Sirius said wincing as he tried to adjust his body, which was prickling painfully all over.
“Where will you go?” Narcissa asked softly as she gently levitated Regulus off of Sirius and Bellatrix moved the sheets so the youngest Black could be tucked in.
A frown came to Sirius’ lips as he pondered, “I’m supposed to leave tomorrow’s I have time to ask James or Remus if I can stay with one of them until I get a place … and a summer job.” Sirius sighed realizing it wasn’t likely his mother was going to send him away with money.
“If …” Sirius looked at Bellatrix who seemed to be pondering something. “If you’re alright with it I can get you a job in Knockturn Alley.” She offered.
Despite having a little more insight Sirius was still too dense to see that his cousin was testing him to see if he’s still being judgemental. After all, Death Eaters are not the same as the same as dark wizards, but people tend to lump the groups together and label it all evil. Yes, Voldemort recruits mainly dark witches and wizards, but there were several dark witches and wizards who want nothing to do with him. Of course, most people don’t get that. Dark magic = evil = Voldemort in everyone’s book. Sure, Sirius gets that they didn’t want to be Death Eaters, but will he still be so nice if he knew they still communed with the darker aspects of magic?
Thankfully, Sirius was either too dazed or too tired of hating to care, “That’ll help a lot. Thanks.” A tapping on the window caught his attention, but when he turned to looked gravity proved too strong for his weak body and he fell back on the bed.
“It’s an owl.” Narcissa whispered as she went passed a snickering Bellatrix, who thought Sirius’ situation was hysterical, to open the window before the pesky bird woke Regulus.
“Oscar?” Sirius said recognizing the dark Potter owl that flew over him and landed on the bed frame only to drop the letter on his face. “Not helpful.” He muttered trying to blow the letter off his face, but only succeeding in making Bellatrix burst out laughing.
Narcissa cast a silencing charm around Regulus so he could sleep through the chaos, “I’ll read it.”
“Thanks.” Sirius said grateful that the letter was taken from him since he couldn’t move yet because of his torture curse induced weakened state. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until after he heard the letter being opened that he realized that James might’ve mentioned details about Severus and what they overheard in that very letter! “Wait-“
“Oh, you’re in trouble.” Sirius stiffened thinking Narcissa read a few details she wasn’t supposed to see. “It seems Potter’s parents discovered that he’s a delinquent and he’s warning you that he has to tell everything to McGonagall so you should write to her too.” Narcissa said and Sirius felt relieved thinking James’ didn’t add any incriminating details, but when he felt Narcissa’s wand against his neck he knew he was wrong. “He recommended sending the same letter to Professor Slughorn too. Something about Severus who he followed home this summer because he was guilty about what you guys overheard.” The witch’s eyes narrowed. “What’s this about hearing a conversation between Lucius and Severus?”
(Dammit James!) Sirius mentally screamed as he helpless watch the witches close in on him determined to get answers. Painfully if necessary …
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Severus woke up to find that he was still in the bed in the Prince Manor, “It wasn’t a dream.” He murmured softly almost in disbelief. However, he noticed something different and very familiar. “Is that- … it is! My trunk!” Severus nearly stumbled as he quickly jumped out of bed and raced over to the tattered worn trunk. Upon searching the trunk he found everything except his most precious thing. “Where is it? Everything was locked up together.”
“You mean your potions bag.” Severus nearly jumped out of his skin as he whirled around. He was relieved to see Sebastian standing in the doorway smiling at him. “For future reference everything potion related is to stay in the lab so I placed it there.” The old wizard gestured for the teen to follow.
Almost eagerly Severus followed after his grandfather. Despite leading the way Sebastian was able to keep a close eye on on his grandson who was recovering and shouldn’t be pushing it. A steady calm pace was kept up until they reached the doors on a lower floor and what was behind those doors made Severus’ jaw drop.
“This is your lab?” An awestruck Severus as he looked around the perfectly kept lab. In the center was a large island with four burners and 7 different types of cauldrons were hanging from the ceiling by charmed cords. The walls were covered in well stocked shelves and a wide variety of potions. On one side was only finished potions in the shelves and the other side had empty vials. The white countertops and cabinets encircled the room, but only the side with the empty vials had different measuring equipment neatly set up. Near the back the countertops became brown and had no cabinets under them except for a file cabinet that split it into two desk areas. It had chairs, parchment, quills, ink pots and Severus’ bag.
“My bag!” Severus went over to the one work area and searched the bag.
Sebastian smiled as he recognized a spark of joy, “You sneak out after curfew to brew, don’t you?” He chuckled as the boy stiffened. “It’s ok. I’d be rather hypercritical if I told you not to, but be careful and go with someone. It’s never safe to brew alone even for experienced brewers.”
“My friend, Lucius, said the same thing. He tried going with me, but he’s allergic to something in Pepper Ups so we found out quickly that he couldn’t stay every night … so did you sneak out by yourself?” Severus asked not sure what to say.
“Yes. It’s why I know it’s not a good idea. I blew myself up a couple and you’d think I’d stop, but I never did … until I stepped on someone else’s obsession.” Sebastian shivered, but looked quite amused too. The look of curiosity on his grandson’s face made him decide to tell the story. “I was so obsessed that I decided to harvest fresh ingredients from the greenhouse. It seemed like a good idea. After all, who’d notice a few leaves missing? Well it just so happens my harvesting skills weren’t that great. The owner of the plant noticed his NEWT project was tampered with immediately. Apparently, he waited in the back of the greenhouse every night until I tried again and, of course, I did.” He said and paused a moment to chuckle.
Severus leaned in to listen, “What happened?”
“I came back and was promptly met with a wand to the neck. Now I considered myself good at all my subjects including DADA so I fought back. We dueled for less than a minute. I lost big time. I was hexed to oblivion and to top it off he took those- … you know those thorned gloves used to keep a solid grip on deadly plants and for getting sap?” Sebastian asked and Severus nodded. “Well he put one of those on a grabbed my balls.” He nodded as Severus paled. “He didn’t squeeze … well not hard, but he threatened me if I came back he’d harvest from my body. I never went back to the greenhouse after curfew. My friends said it was my own fault and they teased me for getting my ass handed to me by a Hufflepuff.”
“A Hufflepuff?” Severus blinked not expecting that tidbit of information.
Sebastian nodded, “Duel champion or not, he was a Hufflepuff. A bloody tough Hufflepuff.” He said with a nostalgic smile.
The smile seem heartwarming, but Severus was confused on why his grandfather thought fondly of the man who beat him up, deserved or not, “What did you do about the Hufflepuff after that?”
Sebastian simply raised his hand to show the wedding ring, “I put a ring on it.” He laughed as Severus blushed.
They heard a chuckle and turned to see a very amused Nicholas watching them from the doorway, “Technically I hexed you only three times before you gave up and I only grabbed you because you called me a bitch.” Nicholas smiled at Severus. “He spent months getting on my good side after that before asking me out.”
“I was terrified you’d say no.” Sebastian commented with a careless shrug before going over to kiss Nicholas. The touching moment made Severus smile, but then his stomach growled. “Are you hungry?” Sebastian asked, but was a little surprised to see Severus ever so slightly flinch. “We won’t hurt you.”
“Never!” Nicholas exclaimed and pulled Severus into a hug. “We won’t let anything happen to you. Let’s get you something to eat and your potions.”
Sebastian chuckled when Severus looked nervous about where to leave his bag, “Leave it there. It is your desk.” He said and was happy to see Severus’ eyes light up.
When the young wizard set the bag back down on the half of the counter that was his workstation Nicholas lovingly guided Severus to the dining room, “Come. Let’s have a meal together and get to know each other.”
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“Thank you for letting me stay, Lord and Lady Potter.” Sirius said as he limped out of the floo.
Fleamont frowned in concern as his wife went over to the young Black to check his wounds, “It’s perfectly ok. I’m glad we could help, but why are you hurt? Did your mother hurt you after disowning you?” He asked greatly disturbed by the possible abuse going on even in pure blood families.
“No! I just had a stumble and don’t worry. My cousin is helping me get a job so I won’t freeload.” Sirius chuckled nervously shooting James a look promising to explain later.
Euphemia could see the subtle shaking from a potential torture curse and knew something was wrong. She decided it'd be best to keep both these boys busy so she and Fleamont could look into it, “I love that idea! Can you ask her to find one for James too?”
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