MatoakaWilde - I don't know why, but for some reason i love stories where students torment Remus Lupin. He is such a vunerable character, too nice for his own good really. Thanks for your review!

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Blot - Of - Blood - Why do i love your reveiws? God, you need to review a lot more. They make me happy! I definatly like the crayon thing. lol

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Nearing End of Year

Severus tottered towards the low cupboard in Remus' private quarters. He had seen Remus place his wand next to the lampshade, and he had hoped to take it before his new friend returned. The long, slim wand almost rolled into Severus' hand when he reached for it. The wood felt smooth in his fingers. He stared at it for a moment; a wave of remembrance had crossed his mind. He thought he knew what to do. The smooth touch felt familiar. Grinning, he slashed the wand in a sharp stroke through the air. A glass of milk flew from the table and shattered against the wall, bringing with it vibrant ring.

Quick shuffles and a bang could then be heard from the bathroom. Remus swung back the door and raced into the main area. He had a peach coloured towel wrapped around is waste and a razor pointed outwards, as if aiming his wand.

"Severus!" he yelled, tramping towards the offending toddler and pulling the wand from his hand, "I said no wand!"

"Sorry," whispered Severus, dropping his head.

Remus sighed heavily and sat on the bed. Running a hand through his wet hair, he hoisted the pouting toddler up next to him.

"Sorry about that little guy," he apologised and slung an arm around Severus, "I just got a fright, that's all. Am I forgiven?"

Severus shrugged and smiled edge ways. Remus had soon figured out that this crooked smile meant all was well. Severus had various moods and facial expressions that determined how he felt. Remus had uncovered a few of them. He liked to poke his tongue at people when he wanted to play. Remus only figured this one out after Severus had dived bombed onto his stomach as he was reading a book. When he was angry, he scowled and pouted, staring transfixed at one spot. As for being upset, Remus hadn't noticed this emotion yet. Severus seemed to be quite happy compared to his adult self.

He had now taken to following Remus around and for the most part, feeding him at lunch. The issue of where Severus would go during the summer was resolved easily enough. Remus would take him back to Grimmauled Place and Dumbledore would visit regularly. It wasn't exactly easy taking care of Severus. He was hard to please and possibly had an attention seeking disorder. Remus spent most nights sitting at the end of his bed, reading him story after story and trying to concoct plausible endings that involved a heroic dragon.

"Where are we going, Remus?" asked Severus, trailing a finger along a Gryffindor tapestry.

"To the Great Hall for -"

Severus gasped. "For food!?" he asked, hurrying to meet Remus' pace.

"No, Severus," Remus chuckled, "The students are doing their end of year exams and Professor Dumbledore has asked myself and some other teachers to supervise them."

Severus slowed down, thinking hard about this. He frowned at Remus' cloak, which was trailing along the floor. Rushing forwards, he picked up the ends and held them in his hands. "But why am I coming? I'm not a teacher! Can't I go play in the grounds?" he moaned, tugging slightly at the tattered cloak ends.

Remus turned to walk down some steps and shook his head. "No, you cannot. I don't want you running around by yourself."

"Won't hurt myself," he challenged, "If you give me your wand I'll be ok."

Remus rolled his eyes and smiled. "No, and that's the end of this conversation, Severus," he said, turning to pick Severus up, and then adding when he saw the protesting look that crossed the boy's face, "and you need to be very quiet in here, ok? No noise."

Severus nodded. Inside the great hall, all tables had been moved to one side of the room, and around 150 single study desks had been placed in neat rows of four. Four teachers drifted between each row occasionally glancing at the students' works and flicking through sheets of parchment they had written. Professor Dumbledore sat at the head of the hall, skimming through a Daily Prophet. He smiled upon the approach of Remus and Severus.

"Good day, Professor. How are we -?"

"Ssshhh!" Severus whispered aggressively, slapping a finger to his mouth and looking around the hall, "their doing exams," he added, nodding and raising his eyebrows for affect.

Dumbledore chuckled and signalled for Severus to come to his lap. Squirming from Remus' arms, he slid into Dumbledore's knees and immediately began tangling his hands in the large beard. He looked around the hall at the many students. Most of them had there heads down deep in the paper, some were gazing out the windows whilst most scratched the tip of the quill against their foreheads, a look of confusion crossing their features. He saw Remus walking between the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindor's. Severus liked Remus. He was a great companion and he played hide and seek with him. No one had ever done that before.

"Dubbledore, can I go walk with Remus?" he asked, sliding from the elder wizard's laps and already proceeding down the steps. Skimming between tables, he came to a stop at the front of Harry Potter's desk. Harry was writing furiously in an illegible hand, and then crossing out the lines he had written. Severus stood on the tips of his toes and pointed to a long line Harry had just written.

"S'wrong," he whispered and then skimmed between Ron Weasley's desk and ran to Remus. Harry cocked an eyebrow and re-read the sentence. It was wrong …

Remus flopped onto the couch with a heavy sigh and closed his eyes. It had been a long day. Too long for his likings. The supervision had gone well, Remus had noticed one Slytherin attempting to cheat, but he soon put an end to that … without causing a scene, of course. He had been moderately surprised at the behaviour of Severus. Normally when things got to quiet, the boy would start talking loudly and demanding attention. Today however, he seemed to understand and had quietly walked with Remus, his tiny hands buried deep within Remus' trouser pockets. Remus couldn't figure out this action so instead, he put it down to a reaction of comfort of security.

"Remus?" a tiny voice called from below him. He elevated his head and gazed into Severus' dark eyes.

"Yes?"

"Can I sit with you?" asked Severus, shuffling his feet uncomfortably and picking at the corduroy pattern on Remus' pant.

Heaving him onto the couch, Remus threw an arm around Severus' slim shoulders and pulled him closer. The warm fire glowed welcomingly in the hearth and a gentle shroud of darkness cast shadows across the room.

"Guess where we're going tomorrow?" he said, kicking his shoes off. Severus shrugged and yawned. "we need to go to Diagon Alley to get you new clothes. Do you like to floo?"

Severus shrugged again. "Dunno."

Now, there we go. Sorry it's so short and took ages to update, but you wouldn't believe the amount of homework i'm getting. Fuckers!