Hi everybody! :D I haven't posted anything in SOOOOOO long, and I'm so very sorry!!!! I know I have 2 stories that i just kind of abandoned.. and I know there are people out there who were actually reading them... well, at least... I hope so?
Anywho, I've kinda just lost my inspiration for them :( I hope it comes back soon. Oh inspiration where hath thou gone!... *ahem*
Please enjoy this little beauty I have here ahahaha (just kidding of course)
Disclaimer: I have not, do not, and will ever own anything even remotely related to Harry Potter... and never will for that matter.
Sirius Black sat in the large, worn armchair, staring into the fire. His thoughts were reeling. Mostly, he thought about Harry. His godson had been going through a lot lately, and their lack of communication was wearing on Sirius' nerves. All he could do was worry about the 15 year old, even though he knew how strong-willed Harry could be.
From Harry, Black's thoughts wandered mindlessly to his father, James, then to Moony, and Wormtail…
At that moment, Sirius' thoughts shot back to the present. He could swear her had heard a door closing softly upstairs.
He was immediately on high alert. There wasn't supposed to be anyone coming today. Everyone from the Order was out on duty.
Sirius crouched low, and slowly made his way upstairs to find the intruder. He pressed himself against the wall and paused at the top of the stairs. He took a silent breath and swung himself around the doorframe, coming face-to-face with the intruder.
The man in front of him looked just as surprised to see him as Sirius did.
"Good evening Severus." Sirius said coolly, eyeing Severus Snape suspiciously.
He was supposed to be at the school. What was he doing here…?
Severus nodded. He stepped down the stairs and in to the cozy kitchen, softly brushing Sirius' shoulder as he went.
Sirius turned and followed Severus down the stairs, curious now.
When Sirius got to the bottom, Snape was already leaning on the couch by the fire. His expression was thoughtful, somehow softer than usual.
"What do you want?" Sirius maintained the cool mask, holding back his mixed emotions inside.
Severus turned towards the fire. 'I…" He took a deep breath, trying to hide his emotion too. "I need to tell you something, Sirius."
What was Severus trying to tell him? He was acting so different. What had happened to the rude, hateful wall Snape had always put up against Sirius?
Snape looked up from the entrancing light and in to Sirius' face, which now looked puzzled. He truly had every right to that emotion. This was completely unexpected, even for Snape himself.
He couldn't help it though. He couldn't stand hiding this anymore, it was eating him inside. He didn't care about the repercussions, or about how his sudden announcement would be received, nothing.
"Severus?" the voice hung in the air between the two men for a moment, before Snape finally spoke.
"Sirius…I…" He closed his eyes, blocking out the face in front of him. "Sirius, I'm in love with you."
He cringed away from the words that came from his mouth. They went against everything he had ever felt. The words felt wrong despite how true they really were. Ever since he had met Sirius on that day so many years ago he had known that he loved him. He finally let go of his long-hidden feelings. How Sirius took them meant everything. This one moment meant everything.
Sirius just stared at Snape for several moments, not quite believing what he had just heard.
His thoughts were racing. Had he heard right? Was this some kind of joke? Wasn't Severus supposed to hate him? Wasn't that how it had always been? How it was supposed to be?
Finally, the invisible wall inside of Black disappeared, and all the held-back emotions rushed through. Sirius realized that as absurd as Severus' announcement was, it was the truth, and even more shocking, that Sirius felt the same way.
He loved Severus back.
Sirius took a few tentative steps forward, raising his arms, welcoming Severus in.
Severus' tense expression fell. He rushed into Sirius' arms.
The moment was so happy, so perfect, and so right. Neither man could understand why they had hidden their feelings for so long. Looking back, it made no sense.
Sirius gently pulled away and turned his head, softly pressing his lips to Severus', feeling their warmth pressing back.
Suddenly, Sirius pushed Severus back towards the couch, keeping their lips connected, still savouring the perfect kiss.
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Severus woke up lying on the floor and opened his eyes, taking a moment to remember the previous night. He smiled when he felt the warm arm of his sleeping companion draped gently over his bare chest.
He turned his head and looked into Sirius' sleeping face, the flickering light of the fire casting shadows on his rugged features. Severus put his hand on the sleeping form beside him, feeling the warmth radiating under his hand, before gently pulling Sirius' arm off of himself.
After retrieving his clothes, which had been spread across the floor, he turned to see Sirius drowsy eyes watching him from the floor.
Severus went back to Sirius, gently pressing his lips to his.
"I'll be back tonight." Snape whispered, smiling as he ran his hand down Sirius' face.
"I'll be waiting." Sirius smiled back.
At the door, Severus took one look back at Black, little did he know, that it was the last time he would ever see his lover again.
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Later that day, Snape was lounging in his office, lost in thought. Today was turning out to be a very long day. This morning alone had been full of questions. Why he had been late. Where he had been. Everywhere he went more questions.
Suddenly, somebody knocked at the door.
"Enter." Severus quickly let his cool, professional exterior cover him as the door opened.
Draco Malfoy stepped into the room, a smirk spread across his pale face.
"Professor, the Headmistress wants to see you."
Snape rolled his eyes. Not again… "What is it now?"
Malfoy's grin deepened as he said one word, sending a ray of hope through Snape.
"Potter."
Perhaps this day wasn't going to be as bad as Snape had first thought.
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A few short minutes later, Snaped followed Malfoy into Umbridge's office.
"You wanted to see me, Headmistress?" Snape surveyed the scene before him. His eyes wandered across the room, seeing Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and Ginny Weasley, each being held back in some way or another by members of the Headmistress' precious Inquisitorial Squad. The only ones not being restrained were Ravenclaw, Luna Lovegood (who seemed to be staring out the window as if completely unaware of her current situation and surroundings), and Harry potter, who was sitting sprawled out on the floor, as if he had been thrown, glaring up at Umbridge, who then stood up and smiled.
"Ah, Professor Snape. Yes, I would like another bottle of Veritaserum, please.
"You took my last bottle to interrogate Potter. Surely you did not use it all? I told you that three drops would be sufficient."
Umbridge flushed, but kept on talking. "I have just found Potter using my fire to communicate with person, or persons unknown."
"Really?" Snape could hear the difference in his voice as he suddenly became interested. He had a pretty good idea who exactly the "person unknown" could possibly be, and that thought definitely peaked his interest…
Snape stood there, staring coldly into the eyes of the 15 year old before him, loathing him even more. The son of the reason why he and Sirius hadn't been able to be together before now.
Though something in his eyes seemed to be different. Potter looked almost…desperate perhaps… But desperate for what?
"I wish to interrogate him!" The Headmistress' angry voice disrupted Snape's thoughts.
"I have already told you that I have no further stocks of Veritaserum. Unless you wish to poison Potter – and I assure you, I would have the greatest sympathy with you if you did – I cannot help you. The only trouble is that most venoms act too fast to give the victim much time for truth-telling." Snape finished, glancing back over at Harry, who seemed to be trying to communicate with his eyes… but was failing miserably.
"You are on probation!" Umbridge screamed, "You are being deliberately unhelpful! I expected better, Lucius Malfoy always speaks most highly of you! Now get out of my office!"
Snape gave her a quick bow and turned to leave, not really caring about what Umbridge had said, his mind was already on to other, more important things, like what and Sirius would do once he got back to Grimmauld Place that evening…
"He's got Padfoot!" A voice suddenly shouted behind him, freezing Snape with his hand on the door handle. "He's got Padfoot in the place where it's hidden!"
Severus immediately knew what Harry Potter's words meant, and the thought sent his heart racing.
"Padfoot?" Professor Umbridge's voice was eager. "What is Padfoot? Where what is hidden? What does he mean, Snape?"
Snape's hand clenched into a fist in his pocket, trying to push back the sudden panic he felt. He turned to look at harry, feigning confusion, hate, and coldness.
"I have no idea." He said simply before turning back around and leaving the room.
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yep, chapter 1! I have a lot more written... so if I get a couple reviews... hey, I just might post more! :)