Disclaimer: See chapter 1
Chapter 2: Revelations.
With the flick of his wand, Dumbledore slid a chair behind Sirius and with another flick, bade him to sit.
Severus was rapidly becoming uncomfortable with the scene unfolding within the walls of 12 Grimmauld Place, the Black family home. But if he was totally honest with himself, this was the real reason behind his insistence that he accompany Dumbledore here today. He had to confront this head-on. It had been festering for nigh on twenty two years now.
It was strange being in Sirius' presence and not feeling the familiar loathing towards him.
He was feeling a wholly new and untested emotion towards this man at the minute. He had the lack of potion in his system to thank for that.
No, that was a lie. These feelings weren't new and untested.
"Remember honesty." He chastised himself inwardly. He knew exactly what they felt like.
In his weakest moments, when the loneliness and despair of his lot in life would overtake him, he had on occasion omitted to take the potion. Dark emotions were toxic; they twisted you, warped your personality. He remembered the familiar warmth that suffused his body whenever he thought about Sirius Black and it had sustained him and sufficiently nourished his soul to continue on.
He stepped back out into the hallway to gather his wits.
"An Adorable? But they're fantastically rare aren't they?" Sirius queried, having apparently regained the power of speech.
"They're reckon that the attraction felt towards Adorables is on par with that of Veelas, don't they?" He added absently.
"Yes, the only difference is the level of attraction towards their chosen mate. It's intensified a hundred fold and they are often killed by their jealous mates or unrequited loves. They don't usually survive beyond their thirtieth birthday."
"But he's thirty five, only two years younger than me. Who would've thought it eh? Snape, an Adorable!" He mused.
"Yes, well. Severus hasn't had an easy life Sirius. His parents sought help as soon his condition was discovered and they took the only option that was open to them. He has taken the Aversionum potion for most of his life."
Severus came back into the room unnoticed by either man, lost in their musings.
"Apparently, it's better to be hated by everyone one encounters throughout their life than to be liked, even loved." He said looking pointedly at Sirius, who had the good grace to blush at his words.
