Battle Field Savior

I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, I am just an immense fan of her work. This is the sequel to Battle for Life. This is rated for its profanity in language and actions. This will have eventual mpreg. Not right away but it is coming. NO FLARES please. If you do not like it, don't read it. Please answer my poll on my profile.

CHAPTER 2

I woke up with a whole hearty stretch feeling completely rested, something that I had been sorely missing since the war had started up again. The room felt foreign but comfy as I dragged myself out of the comfy bed atone in all natural colors when memories of falling asleep with a quite alive Sirius came back to him.

"Bloody hell how could I have forgotten that?"

"Well you had been recovering from an almost terminal injury,"

My head whipped to the sound of the familiar voice to see my cub standing there looking bemused at my disorderly state. A broad smile spread over my face after the longtime of not seeing the boy I thought whole heartedly as a son. I swept him into a good long hug taking in his sent. Lightning, treacle tart, and willow.

"How have you been, Harry, where is Padfoot?"

"Siri is helping the other wounded. I had just seen Ron, if it hadn't been for Snape the poison would have killed him, he was just moved from Med bay one to Med bay four. You see there are five Med bays. The first one is for the severe injuries that are near death, two terminal, three minor injuries/ pregnancies, four is for watch, and five is checkups." Harry spoke firmly.

"Wow, that is well organized, who came up with that system?"

Harry smirk told me it was somewhat comical, "you would never believe me even if I told you,"

"It wasn't Snape was it… no no. Siri then?"

"See you are way off, prepare yourself for life defying information… it was Gregory Goyle,"

I gave my cub an incredulous look. He had to be pulling my leg. Not to be mean or anything, especially to a past student, but Goyle was highly unintelligent mush like Goyle Senior, his father. There was no way that the boy would ever have the mental capacity.

"No really son who came up with this idea,"

"I told you that even if I told you who did that you wouldn't believe me, and I don't blame you. I thought Goyle was an idiot, but apparently it was all an act as to go under the radar of sorts, very Slytherin I might add. Brilliant though I might say so. Not to mention that at the time he came up with this I was still tremendously anti- Slytherin, so actually using his idea was a big pain in the," Harry's rant was cut short though when a voice cut in.

"I would say that your shock was well put, but not your reasoning, seeing as though I was that boys head of house and would have never have known that Gregory was ever that intellectual if not for the war. Pity really," The shadowed man spoke silkily.

"Merlin Severus you nearly gave me a heart attack, then I would end up in Med bay one," I jokingly said.

"I see now why this particular conversation was brought up now Lupin, but do not appreciate the bamboozling around,"

"Really now is that necessary? He's only just woken Sev. Moring, Remus, how do you feel?" asked a jolly faced red haired man that was unmistakably one Arthur Weasley.

"Errr fine," I threw Harry a questioning look asking what that was about with Arthur and Severus.

My cub leaned in a spoke in a stage whisper, "No one is quite sure what their relationship is, but we're pretty sure it is unofficially romantic,"

At his words Arthur became a deep cherry red in embarrassment and Severus just scowled. I did find comedy in the fact neither denied the information shared and found great difficulty in not outright laughing.

"Don't you dare laugh wolf, I'm not the one in bay four now am I?" snapped Severus.

"Wait what? I thought this was a room?"

"Have they explained nothing to you? The situation that has broken out, where you reside, how Black is still alive, or even the fact of why Miss Tonks murder attempt?"

"Calm down Sev, I'm sure they were waiting for the right time there's a lot of information to take in, just finding out about Sirius had to have been hectic," Arthur reasoned.

"Exactly why I strategically waited for others to help explain the situation," smirked a shaggy blacked hared man from the door.

"Only you Padfoot," I spoke lovingly.

Thank you for waiting for this up date and I am so sorry for not doing so sooner I have been busy like crazy with school and job hunting, job hunting, and more job hunting with a bit of house cleaning thrown in there.