Chapter 2
"Why should we believe you're unarmed, Snape? You're a traitorous, murderous, lair!" Harry spat as he took a step closer to his old potions master, wand drawn and aimed at the mans throat. "And what are you doing in Sirius' room, laying in his bed, like it's your own?"
"Sirius." Was a;; the Slytherin said in response, a distant look in his eyes.
Harry was clearly ready to kill Snape until Remus Lupin placed a calming hand on his shoulder. "Harry, Hermione, Ron, stay here and the rest of you can go. I'll take care of this." The werewolf said before ushering the Order members from the small room. Cautiously Remus walked over to where Severus was cowering in the corner and knelt down in front of him.
Slowly the Slytherin lifted his eyes to meet those of the werewolf. "He lied to me, Remus." The dark haired man stated quietly.
"Severus, do you have your wand with you? Are you really and truly unarmed?" Lupin asked.
"No. broke it after….." Snape trailed off as his eyes wandered around the room.
"Ok. Who lied to you, Severus?" Lupin questioned.
"Sirius."
"Don't you dare say his name! Don't talk about him, ever, for any reason, you filthy bastard!" Harry yelled from the doorway which caused Snape to move back even further into the corner he felt was protecting him.
"Harry, if you can't remain calm I will have to ask you to wait downstairs with the others."
"But, Remus, how can you even talk to him? He murdered Dumbledore!"
"Please, Ron, take Harry down to the kitchen." Remus said before inhaling deeply and catching the scent of blood. "And send Minerva up, he's hurt badly."
The red head nodded as he tugged on his friends arm. "Come on, mate, let's leave Remus to it." Ron said and, reluctantly, Harry followed.
"Hermione, I trust that you won't be a distraction?" Lupin asked as he stood, lifting Snape to his feet as well.
"No sir. I want to help him same as you do." She replied as she moved closer to the two men. "What can I do other than stand here and feel helpless?"
"I don't know what to do just now. We have to find out what's wrong with him first, I think. As you can tell his mental state is quite fragile." He said before turning his attention back to the wounded man. "Severus, come lie down in the bed so we can take care of this." The Slytherin simply nodded then sat on the edge of the bed.
"Professor…um, Snape, I mean, you will have to remove your shirt so we can examine the injury on your chest." Hermione informed him as if he didn't already know that.
"No." He replied as he shook his head slightly. "Don't want to be healed. Just let me die in peace."
"Severus, don't say things like that." Remus said gently as he rested his hands on the mans forearms to try and comfort him. "I know you are in a great deal of emotion and physical pain right now, but you can't truly want to die."
That was all it took to make Severus Snape lose control of himself completely. The Slytherin leaned forward into the arms of the werewolf as the tears flowed freely over his cheeks. "He lied to me." The man sobbed. "He swore he'd never leave me! He swore he'd always be there after every time I had to go see Him!" Severus continued though he tried to make himself stop. Then the last thing inside him broke. "I miss him, Remus."
"I know, I know." Lupin said as he tightened his hold on the other man ever so slightly trying to comfort him further. "I don't think he would want to see you like this, though. Not over his death."
"He's never coming back. It doesn't matter anymore." The Slytherin said just before the light knock on the door came.
"Ah, Minerva." Remus said after a slight glance upward. "Come now, Severus, take this shirt off so we can take care of that." He pleaded as he motioned toward the large blood stain and tear in the ex-potions masters shirt.
Once more he simply shook his head in response before leaning back to move out of the werewolfs embrace. "No, I told you to let me die. Without him I have no reason to go on with my pathetic existence I call a life."
"Alright, Severus, but at least lie down and rest for awhile." Lupin said as he guided Severus underneath the blanket that covered the bed.
Hermione, who had been standing there in complete silence trying to figure out what should could do to help, was finally began coming to some interesting realizations. With an only slightly confused look she turned to Minerva. "Is there something wrong, Professor?" She asked noting the look on the older woman's face.
"No, not exactly. Um, Remus, could you come downstairs for a moment? There is someone down there whom I think you might want to speak with." Minerva said before stepping out of the room.
Lupin offered an extremely confused look to the animigus before turning back to the girl in the room. "Hermione, can you just sit here with him until he falls asleep? I doubt it would be a wise move to leave him alone right now. If you need anything just come down and get one of us, or yell if it's urgent." Remus said as he stood up. The girl nodded then took a seat in a nearby chair as the werewolf left the room.
The second Lupin stepped into the large kitchen he froze in his tracks. His light brown eyes fell on the very last person he ever thought he would see in this house, or any house, ever again; Sirius Black. "Sirius?"
"Hey, Moony, long time now see." He said with a stupid grin on his face.