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Unwanted pet * Complete*	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 12010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I will survive this as well...

A few days later Remus could honestly say that he is feeling better. Snape managed to persuade him to make a truce with his other personality. He did not have a problem with controlling outbursts of anger. In addition, even on few occasions allowed Snape to talk to the”wolf”. He felt almost jealous; Snape was much more pleasant and polite towards the wolf, to the point where two of them reached a sort of a mutual understanding.
Today he had classes only in the morning, upon a return to dungeon he decided to work on their research. He was surprised how much of it Snape already did. Reading through Snape’s crumpet handwriting, he felt thirsty
“Dobby… Dobby”
“What Mr Lupin need?” asked elf popping out of thin air
“Can I have some lemonade please?”
“Yes.” elf disappeared, but moments later he appeared again. A full pitcher of lemonade levitated for a second above his head, before all contents poured on his head ”Your lemonade Mr Lupin, sir.”
“Dobby!” he yelled jumping away from table ”Bloody hell!”
“Do Mr Lupin wants something else?”
“What did I do to deserve this Dobby?” but elf disappeared ”Dobby, come back here and explain yourself.”
“You lied to Dobby.” squeaked elf, appearing again ”You promised, and you hurt Professor Snape. You are bad man Mr Lupin.”
“Dobby did you do this to my hair too?”
“Yes.” big elf eyes were angry and spiteful
“Can you turn it back?”
“Yes, Dobby can.”
“Will you turn it back?”
“No!” shrieked Dobby and disappeared again.
He, start to laugh. Changed his clothes to dry ones and sat in a chair. Well, I did deserve that.
“Maybe” whispered voice in his head
“What do you know?”
“Friend don’t hit friend.” stated voice
“It was yours doing.”
“No. I protect a friend.”
“You beat him up!”
“I needed to talk.”
“I hate you.” squeezed Remus
“Remus, my boy…” he jumped on a sound of Albus’s voice” Are you alright?”
“Yes, I was,… just talking to myself.”
“With a ‘wolf’? Yes, Severus informed me. It is all good.”
“Yes. Sit down Albus; I’ll make us some tea.”
“You can call for house elf.” offered Albus taking the other armchair
“I’d rather not. Dobby is angry with me.”
“Ah, yes. Dobby developed quite a soft spot for Severus.”
“I can tell, he did this with my hair and he refuses to turn it back. I’m afraid I will be forced to go through my life like this.”
“Not necessarily,” chuckled Albus ”did you try to ask Severus to talk with Dobby?”
“No, no, I did not.”
“You should. You should consider yourself lucky, better Dobby than Severus’ family.”
“His family?”
“Not that they care about him much, but they would use him as an excuse to bring you down.”
“What do you know about his family, I was not sure that he has it.”
“We all have family Remus. People do not just appear out of thin air.”
“I know but he never talks about them.”
“No, I imagine he does not. Did you ever asked him.”
“I did not. I am asking you now.”
“My dear boy, it is not my story to tell.” Albus dismissed further conversation about Severus and switched to more mundane, and less interesting, topic.
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
His back cracked as he straightens them, him and Remus were crunched over the table covered with books and scrolls since dinner. Their paper, as idiotic as it washes had to be done. Remus was frowning reading one of the books lent to them by Professor Flitwick. Suddenly, the sound of bells chiming through the corridors and rooms filled the room.
With a silent look, they run to the hallway, where almost entire professor’s body gathered. Students poured from all the sides too. Between echoing bells and the babble, the noise was almost stunning. They pushed through the mass of students. Dumbledore’s voice, enhanced by spell boomed
“Prefects lead all students to their dorms and stay there. Your Heads of the house will inform you when students can leave their houses again. No students in the hallways. Professors follow me.”
The crowd exploded in motion. Students started to dissipate, hoarded and nudged by their house Prefect. He and Lupin moved with professors, waiting for Dumbledore to join them. Old wizard approached and cast a glance at them.
“Professors break into pairs and search the hallways. You two, follow me.” he turned to them. They followed him back to the dungeons, Albus looked mad. When they entered Snape’s quarters, he turned to them
“I believe I told you two if something is going on you are about to stay in here.”
“What is going on Albus?” cut him off, Snape did not have the patience for his lectures. Dumbledore looked at him and sighed
“Sirius Black is on the school grounds” before either of them managed to react Remus darted out of the room. He moved but Albus placed a hand on his shoulder and mumbled something. Suddenly, sharp pain in his stomach forced him to bend, nearly knocking him to the ground.
“Bloody hell Albus.” groaned ”Did you have to make me an anchor?”
“I believe he is at the end of the hallway. ”smiled Albus” I…”
“No!” he straightened ”I will bring him. You go, find him, Albus, find him and save me a seat for the Kiss”
With long strides, fighting the waves of pain ripping from his stomach through the whole body he hurried down the hallway. Remus was near the staircase, curled in a ball, wailing in pain. None too gently, he grabbed Remus by his collar and dragged him on feet.
“You are coming back, and staying in a room with me.” growled through clenched teeth” I’m sick of humiliation, sick of pain and most certainly sick of you.” hissed tugging pale Remus back to his quarters. Albus was nowhere to be seen. He slammed Remus in chair ”Just try to go again, and it will be the last thing you will do.”
“So what, are we just going to sit here?”
“Obviously.”
“Severus I have to…”
“Have to what?” bellowed ”Save him?”
“Save?” Remus jumped on his feet ”He killed my best friends! I lost all in one night! Do you honestly believe I want to save him?”
“I. Do not. Trust. You.” hissed. The remnants of pain still ripping through his body. He would sell what's left of his soul to be able and find Black himself and deliver him to Dementors personally. Instead, he sat confined to his quarters with Remus.
“So what are you suggesting we do?”
“Play chess.” pointed out at the chess set on the table. They moved to the armchairs, he was still fighting pain, keeping his demeanour as calm as was possible. Remus was still groaning at every move, clenching in pain. ”You are Withe.”
“Ok I can’t go without you, but why are we here? Why are we not out? Looking?”
“Because I do not trust you.”
“He betrayed my friend. They are dead because he sided with Dark Lord. I am the one who should distrust you.”
“Me?” he raised an eyebrow ”Siding with Black?”
“No, that is not what I meant.”
“Then please, explain.” Hissed ”Just what are you trying to say Lupin?”
“I don’t know, I don’t think I know what I’m trying to say.” sighed Remus
“At least you admit. Your move.” coldly replied, pushing the anger and humiliation in the farther corner of his mind. Not willing to admit even to himself how hurtful distrust of others was to him. You made your choices; you live with them thought sourly.
Time melted. He barely concentrated on the game. Moon was high when loud knocks echoed through the room. Door bang loudly and call echoed through his workroom
“Professor Lupin!” before either one of them managed to get up Potter boy barged into the room. He swiftly stepped in front of him
“Mr Potter, did anyone thought you the basics of proper behaviour? What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to Professor Lupin!”
“Potter, you are outside your dorm during curfew. I believe that is 50 points from Gryffindor. You entered private quarters of professor without invitation. I believe that is another 70 points. Let me seeeeee. That is 120 points in one go. Must be the new personal best Potter.”
“But you don’t understand!”
“Leave.” he hissed
“Professor Lupin he is innocent, he didn’t betray them! Peter Pettigrew was the secret keeper. Professor, you have to go with me…”
He launched himself and grabbed the boy’s shoulder tossing a warning look at Lupin that seemed stunned.
“You are not going anywhere Potter, not until I find someone to escort you to your Common room. Lupin, call Filch or whoever you find available.”
“But professor, we have to help…”
“Help Potter? Aiding an escaped convict now? That would be a reason for your expulsion for sure.” he snarled at the boy. Lupin moved finally to call someone when Dumbledore burst into the room
“Harry is missing …” he stopped looking at him still holding a little menace ”Oh I see you found him.”
“I do hope that you will punish him accordingly Headmaster.” squeezed through clenched teeth, pushing Potter towards Dumbledore
“Yes,..”
“See that you do. Oh, and Potter…that is two weeks of detention in Potions as well. IF you stay a student that is.” he curled his lips into a cruel smile. I am probably stuck with him in detention thought somberly, knowing that Albus won’t lift a finger to punish little brat.
Finally, Albus left his room, Potter tailing behind, looking at Remus still pinned at the spot, silent as a statue.
“Lupin…” called and another man flinched, suddenly darting towards the door ”Prohibere!” Lupin froze on the spot for the second time this evening ”And was do you think you’re going?”
“If it’s true …” started Lupin and he turned to him, shooting all the poison in his look
“It is not! And the only time you going to see your…” he stopped raising an eyebrow, pouring all disdain he felt in the next question ”… what was he exactly to you?”
“That is a question I won’t even answer to.” Lupin sounded discussed and he croaked a short laugh drawing at least small amount of satisfaction from his reaction.
“Well, one is never too sure with you. Now, are you going to run or did you change your mind? I can just leave you like this until the fuss is over.”
“You are a cruel man Severus.”
“I like to think that I am pragmatic. For DADA professor you are quite a thick Lupin if you did not by now figured out what type of spell Albus used on us. I am in no particular mood for more pain. Are you?”
“But if you come with me…”
“It would not do any good. We are space bound as well. Now, do you want to be a decoration or finish game, it is up to you.”
“I’ll finish the game.” sighed Lupin
“Liberate” mumbled, carefully keeping an eye on Lupin, and positioning himself between the exit and Remus. When he was sure that Lupin would not run again he sat in his armchair. Focusing more on the link than the game. He could detect small vibrations of the link, faint echo of emotions not his own. Making mental notes for further research, he tried not to think about Black, Potter and his current situation. I survived the war and trials, bloody hell I survived this school I will survive this.
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
Two days passed since that night. Even if the question about Snape’s family nagged him, he dints pressed the matter, trying to figure out the best approach to ask Severus about them. Snape was in the class and he was just reading a book waiting to continue the game of chess from last night. Trying not to think about the argument, they had about Sirius. With Snape some topics were like stepping on a minefield, his explosive temper did aid to it. Sirius was still at large and he hoped that Snape would not manage to find him first. However, in all honesty, life did have back to what it was before. We argued, and I did not attack him, that is a progress. He almost congratulates himself. Not wanting to think about the moment when Snape had to use the link for the first time, an unpleasant feeling of instantly freezing in motion. Remus still had a hard time understanding why Snape could not forgive Sirius if he could overcome his hostility towards him.
Snape turned out late, grumbly and moody.
“We can finish our game tonight” offered
“Later, I have to look at the potions.” snapped Snape at him
“May I ask you something?”
“What? If it is…”
“No.” he cut Snape’s sentence” Why are you making so much Wolfsbane?”
“I make as much as I need to.”
“You are making a batch for me, and at least three more batches of plain one. Why?”
“Mind your own business Lupin.”
“Do you sell it?”
“That is not of your concern.”
“Maybe I want to know if you are available.”
“You could not afford my rates.” hissed Snape
“Most of us can’t.” he replied, listening to fastening heartbeats ”Liar. I live here long enough to know, no money ever changed hands.”
“And…” Snape finally turned to him and raised one brow
“I’m just wondering, are you that rich, to give away Wolfsbane? Ingredients alone cost a fortune, not to mention work.”
“Why are you so convinced that I am the one who pays for ingredients, or that I am not compensated for my time and skill?”
“I am sure that you are not. So, are you that rich?”
“I am better off than you are.”
“Albus told me not to cross your family.”
“Albus talks too much.”
“I want to know about your family.”
“That is a private matter. Stop prowling Lupin.” hissed Snape
“That is something friend would know.”
“And when did we became friends Lupin? When you hit me, or when you broke my ribs?”
“I…I…” stuttered, Snape was right, even Dobby was mad at him ”I am truly sorry Severus.”
“As you should be. At least you learned how to apologize for the right things. In half an hour I will be here, try not to move my figures again Lupin; I placed a hex on a chessboard.” coldly answered Snape leaving the room. He stopped at the door for a second and then disappeared in a hallway. On the bookshelf one of few rare drawers clicked open, slightly popping out. He was looking at it for some time trying to decide if this was an accident or not.
Curiosity killed the cat, it may as well kill the wolf to decided and hastily approached to the drawer. It was full of papers and documents. Touched it carefully, as if it might snap at him and bit him, but nothing happened. With a curiosity, he opened it completely and plunged in its content.
On the top of the pile were documents from the trials after the war, he discarded them, most of it was public anyway. Few children drawings and in one transparent plastic case few dried leaves and flowers, preserved with a strong spell, along with Hogwarts invitation letter. He carefully placed them aside, they looked important to his host. Next documents were a bunch of Muggle police and medical reports, dating from before they even started school and going almost all through their school days. The majority was proof of domestic violence. Eileen’s and Snape's names repeatedly mentioned in them. Few Muggle photos of women with jet-black hair, her features reminded Lupin at Snape. His mother. One ripped photo, Snape was on it, no more than five years old, and the woman was standing next to him, holding his shoulder. More than few bruises in different stages of healing visible even on black and white photo. Someone removed, ripped from the photo. His father realized. Next, were documents dated nearly to the end of their time at Hogwarts, 6th year, Muggle mortuary report on deaths of Eileen and Tobias Snape. Remus put off those documents as well. On the bottom was a letter from a solicitor, informing Snape that he could take his place and name with his mother’s family if he accepts conditions. Frantically he read the document. Merlin! Prince! Snape’s mother was a Prince! Attached to it was polite but cold refusal letter from young Severus. He could use all the benefits of the old and respected pureblood family name. He had no love for his father that is obvious. Why would he deny himself of protection from his mother’s family as well? In addition, one short note that both of his last names were written into family books in secrecy even against his wishes, dated years later, near the end of the First War. After he became Death Eater, beneficial yet undetectable connection. This was never mentioned in trials. He detached himself completely from his Muggle and wizarding heritage.
Remus returned all the papers in the order he found them. Close the drawer. Walked to the armchair and sat looking into the fire. He remembered wanting to ask Snape about scars, now he was not so sure he wanted to know. Even if his childhood was far from perfect, bits and pieces he just saw…And we made a living hell out of school for him too! Lupin closed his eyes, reflecting on his actions from the moment he meets Snape, until now.
“Are you going to sleep or we playing chess?” Remus nearly jumped at the sound of Snape's’ voice. Once again, he felt like screaming looking at bruises on Snape’s face. ”Well? Look, Remus, I do not have all night. Some of us still teach.”
“Yes, we are playing.” mumbled, ignoring the insult, Snape sat in his armchair and looked at the chessboard, making his move. Remus cleared his throat ”I figured out who did this to my hair”
“Which house deserves points from me?” asked Snape sounding almost amused
“Dobby.” grinned, Snape looked at him then started to laugh but suddenly laugh turned to a cough as he grimaced
“I have to buy him a set of tea cosies. Since you are still with the same problem, I take it that he refused to remove the spell.”
“That he did.”
“Dobby is the kindest natured elf I ever met, what did you do to cross him?” Snape was amused
“Apparently, I hit you.” smiled Lupin sheepishly, and Snape looked as he was fighting to suppress laughter
“I have to make up to Dobby. I am guessing now Remus, but you want me to talk to him and ask him to turn your hair back to normal?”
“If it’s not too much trouble for you.”
“I will think about it. Your move.” grinned Snape. Lupin looked at him; Snape seemed to be in a good mood, as much as Snape could be in a good mood. At least he is laughing again wondering if Snape ever figured out that, he is doing that And if he does, what does that mean? They played a nice game of chess in silence.
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