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The Light In The Darkness	By : RikuRocks Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2791 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The locals in Hogsmeade and the students at Hogwarts still believed that the Shrieking Shack was haunted�one of the most haunted places in all of Britain, in fact.
Sometimes, Severus could not help but think on that. He would actually pause in the middle of whatever he was doing as the full weight of the truth behind that local myth set in. Sometimes, he only just managed to suppress a shutter at the thought.
One unfortunate boy -over the course of only seven years, nearly a decade before- suffered so much within those walls every month that the sounds of his torment forever stained that location�until it came to be regarded as though it were as cursed as the young man himself.
Of course, Dumbledore, who no doubt encouraged them to protect both Remus and himself, helped the rumours along. Nevertheless, tales of the anguished spirits had started weeks before the headmaster made any comment on the matter. Severus thoughts came back around full circle�nearly a decade after they had been silenced, the screams of his terrified lover still haunted anyone who was unfortunate to have heard them.
Whenever a student was unfortunate enough to come around and notice one of Severus� momentary laps in concentration, they were promptly frightened off with a fierce glare or a smooth threat. His co-workers usually fared better, simply receiving a scalding look or a sarcastic quip of some sort.
Only Remus could get away with commenting about such moments. In company, his concern was simply waved off or the topic changed quickly and smoothly. When they were alone however, with no need for pretence or images, Severus would often stare at him with something close to wonder.
The raven-haired man could not bring himself to be cool or indifferent in the face of a man who could survive such incredible odds and so many horrid ordeals. Nor could he scoff or balk at a being that could be so calm and compassionate after surviving such trials and despair. He also could not manage anything but amazement at the look of genuine concern on Remus� face when he could tell that Severus was troubled by something.
One such incident occurred while the pair were enjoying a quiet morning at home during the summer. Remus had been mending a pair of trousers while Severus was reading the Daily Prophet and enjoying the beginning of his three blissfully student-free months of the year.
A small article near the back of the paper mentioned that a Muggle child visiting magical relatives in Hogsmeade had gone out with her cousins, who naturally showed her the Shrieking Shack during their tour of things in town worth seeing to an adolescent. The children had decided to play a game in seeing who could go the closest to the shack without being frightened away, when the �ghosts� had made a sound (which Severus assumed was the wind or their over-active imaginations) and caused the Muggle child to become so frightened that she had an asthma attack. She recovered, but it had renewed the fears of the neighbourhood children that the decrepit building held violent spirits.
Obsidian eyes shifted to stare at the werewolf as Severus inconspicuously folded the paper so that he might not see the article. The potions master knew his lover well enough to know that he would feel partially at fault for the girls attack, even though he had not been to the Shack since they had graduated from Hogwarts eight years before.
�Severus?� It was not until the brown-eyed man spoke that Severus realised his vision has blurred. He blinked, and then saw that familiar look of concern on Remus� face as he watched him. Remus� hand rested on Severus shoulder gently, �Severus�are you all right? What is it?�
The raven-haired man shook his head slowly in wonderment. His childhood trials, mild in comparison to his lover�s, had left him bitter and cynical�he did not know how Remus could remain so empathetic and compassionate given his own.
Releasing a heavy sigh, Severus gripped the hand on his shoulder; �I�m fine, Remus. I was merely distracted by my thoughts.�
�I noticed,� the werewolf replied with a small, warm smile. He lifted his fingers to weave them in between the other man�s. �Care to share what those thoughts were about?�
The obsidian-eyed man slid his fingers across the lycanthrope�s, stroking the shorter man�s fingers lightly. �The potion,� he did not need to say which, �Belby�s hit another impasse�I believe the problem lies in his choice of aconite. He should be using wolfsbane instead of monkshood, but he�s apprehensive about the higher toxicity level. It�s going to be a far more delicate ratio�and it was already daunting.�
It was an easy lie, mainly because the potion was always in the back of his thoughts as of late�well, perhaps not always, but often enough. He and Damocles Belby had been consulting for several months, and Severus felt that their combined efforts were finally paying off. It would be no cure, but without tearing himself apart all night during each full moon, Remus would likely survive fifty years longer than he was currently expected to.
Remus studied Severus for a moment, and the potions master could tell that he knew there was more to it. Severus could not bring himself to broach the subject he had been thinking of, knowing it would only add to his lover�s burdens if Remus knew that his disease haunted Severus as well. The potion, at least, could be passed off as being a combination of personal, academic, and professional interests.
Finally, brown eyes softened with resignation and understanding. �All right�I�ll let you off the hook this time.� Remus offered another mild smile as he sat again, �You shouldn�t push yourself so hard with the potion, love. Werewolves have survived centuries already�you can afford to take your time.�
Severus tossed the paper in the bin and turned his attention to his lover, hoping the werewolf was right.
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