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It was raining hard when Harry exited the tiny teashop, sodden trouser legs slushing through the snow. "Can't believe them!" he muttered angrily, as he turned, blind with frustration, down a side-street and broke into a splashy run. "They just can't leave me alone, can they? They think they can control me? They think they're protecting me! Well, they're not! I don't need their protection! I can protect myself! I can go out with whoever I want and there isn't anything that they can do about it!" Harry looked without really seeing for the first time, his head was too full of the argument he had just had to do anything else but be angry. He ran down the snow laden streets of Hogsmeade until he could run no more. He stopped to pant, doubled over underneath the low branches of a pine tree, throat tight and tears brimming with frustration and exhaustion. Harry tried to steady himself, head finally coming to rest in his hands and taking deep breaths. Each breath scraped his throat unpleasantly, and he was alarmed at the rasping sound of it, it was as if his throat was closing and that scared him. He slammed his hands over his ears to shut out the alarming sound of his breaths so he could calm himself down. His breathing eventually slowed as he crouched, there, under the branches of a pine tree, shutting out the sound of everything. He recovered slowly, breathing gradually going back to normal, letting go of his ears and looked around. He did not know where he was.

He looked out from under the branches of the pine tree, to see a narrow cobble-stoned road covered in snow. He saw no street signs, no people, no shops. Just a road, lined on both sides by dense pine forests. He had never seen this part of Hogsmeade, nor did he know Hogsmeade had any part that looked as deserted as this. He remained looking around frantically, surely there was no place in Hogsmeade as deserted as this? But, then the back of his neck prickled, and he was sure he had wondered some where he was not supposed to be. He decided he didn't care if he was in Hogsmeade or not just when he heard a splashing sound, coming towards him. He pressed himself to the trunk of the pine feeling ominous, he did not want to be found, particularly by Remus or Snape. Harry was afraid if any of the two turned up, he wouldn't be able to control himself – he'd kill 'em.

The splashing sound drew closer and closer until he could hear the sound of someone puffing, and he realised that someone was splashing through the snow at a run. Sodden trouser legs came bustling into his view, stopping before the pine tree, and Harry's blood coursed angrily in anticipation. His palms itched as he wondered what the figure was going to do, what he was doing here and who he was, his neck prickling as he strained to see under the branches of the pine. He cold hear the figure catching its breath and nothing more. His hand moved towards his wand, his fingers twitched, realising just who those trouser legs belonged to. He glared, stomach knotting, fists clenching, chest heaving for they were the tan-coloured trousers of Remus Lupin – one of the people who should be wishing they didn't just cross Harry Potter.

"IMPEDIMENTA!" shouted Harry, throwing himself onto the cobble-stoned street, rolling and landing on his feet in a pre-assaultive crouch. Remus landed on his back, robes askew, in the snow-capped road with a crunch. He lurched to his feet in shock, crouched aggressively, wand ready. "Harry," Lupin almost straightened from his crouch seeing Harry, expression changing, palpably sulky. Lupin straightened, dropping his wand into the snow, his amber eyes caressed his softly, shining with his hurt and concern for Harry. "Calm down – Let me explain,"said Lupin, edging closer to Harry.

Harry lurched backwards, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHY YOU WERE HERE? WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME?"

Remus mouth and eyes crinkled, on the verge of tears, he took another step towards Harry, lips crooked with pain, hand extended. Harry took another step backwards, determined to shout at Remus, to make him listen.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT YOU AND SIRIUS? WHY DID YOU KISS ME? YOU MADE ME – YOU MADE ME ACTUALLY – ACTUALLY THINK I LOVED YOU"

Remus stopped, stricken - his mouth, which was a crooked line of grief went slack with his all of his facial features except his eyes, which widened and tears silently spilt over and streamed down his face, he staggered backward. Harry was taken aback, yet he felt a fierce joy at watching Remus's pain, but it swiftly left him, to leave him feeling empty. "You kissed me" Harry whispered, voice broken, "you kissed me and I-" Harry tried to tell Remus, who stared sulkily, both unaware of Severus Snape watching from behind a nearby bush. Snape twitched towards them as Remus stalked forward, unsteady on shaking limbs and placed his hands on either side of Harry's face. Snape stiffened, anger burning through him, as he watched Harry hesitated, sighed, and then leant into the werewolf's touch.

Remus put aside his desire for it to be Sirius's face he was holding, and the feeling that he shouldn't encourage romance between them and held Harry close, unknowing of the the truth of his instincts.

A Remus pulled Harry closer, he gave in, he watched Remus's delicate lips come closer to his, wanting, eager, he couldn't contain it any longer, he jumped onto his toes and pressed his lips to Remus's, eliciting a wet sound that shocked and guilted Remus who instantly thought of Sirius, who's keen ears had picked up the kiss sound, as he approached beside Dumbledore, spotting Snape watching from behind a nearby bush.

"REMUS!" growled a familiar voice. The kiss broke instantly, for that was the voice of Sirius Black.. Harry looked up, to see Sirius, who was detaining a strugglingSeverus, it appeared as if he was holding him back, Harry frowned momentarily in confusion. Then Harry's blood began to boil - Snape had been spying on him and Remus all this time. Severus had followed him all the way from Madame Puddifoot's! Both of them! And now Sirius and Dumbledore just happento turn up in the same sodden lane! Harry glared furiously at Severus, who had seemed to forget whatever previous plan he had had when he was being restrained and had now turned, trying to twist his collar out of Sirius's grip.

Remus' stomach dropped, Sirius had caught him mid-kiss with his god son, he had expected Sirius to glare at him, eyes full of betrayal, when he looked up, instead Sirius was struggling with Severus Snape. Remus' stomach dropped even more, impossibly, as his eyes fixed on Severus who was floundering towards him and Harry and he realised that Severus had been watching as Harry had kissed him, he realised that Severus' eyes burned with jealousy. Harry still clasped Remus' face, gripping tightly as he glared in rage; Sirius was fumbling in his robes for his wand to use against Severus, who was trying to make his way towards Harry and Dumbledore was just watching the events unfold, smiling inconspicuously.

They all froze. Staring at each other in shock.

Harry fumed. He could not hold his breath any longer. He deserved to b tho one to speak first, since they all had betrayed him.

"SO WHAT NOW? I'M BEING FOLLOWED AGAIN LIKE IN THE HOLIDAYS? SIRIUS, REMUS, SEVERUS – YOU'VE BETRAYED ME THE LAST TIME!" Harry burst out, turning suddenly and thrashing away through the snow, disappearing behind thick sheets of rain.

They were all stricken,besides Dumbledore, who watched calmly. Severus launched into a jerky sprint as Remus shouted "HARRY!" Remus hesitated, absolutely gaping at Severus who was streaking, full-speed, after Harry Potter, sending the snow flying. Remus lurched forward in alarm, running after Severus and Harry. He watched as Sirius overtook him with astounding speed and slammed Snape into the ground, he almost stopped running with shock off seeing his lover throw Snape to the ground with such force, but he forced himself to keep running after Harry, who was mere feet away. Remus threw himself the extra feet, knocking Harry abruptly to the ground.

"I DID IT TO PROTECT YOU! ME AND SIRIUS TOGETHER! WE WEREN'T SURE WHAT SNAPE WOULD DO, HOW HE FELT! WE HAD NO OTHER CHOICE – WE COULDN'T HAVE JUST SAT AROUND WHILE YOU COULD BE HERE GETTING RAPED BY A DEATHEATER!" thundered Remus, looking down on Harry, who was face-down in the snow.

Harry flipped over in the slush.

"DEATHEATER!" screeched Snape in outrage, from behind them. Harry looked up, alarmed. Snape looked demented, eyes wide and alight with rage, frozen still in his sodden robes – Sirius sprinting up behind him.

" HOW DARE YOU! I HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT PROTECT HARRY.

WHO TRIED TO STOP REMUS FROM HURTING HIM? ME! I TRIED TO PROTECT HIM FROM THAT WEREWOLF, BECAUSE I KNEW HARRY HAD FEELINGS FOR HIM, AND LOOK AT WHAT'S HAPPENED! HE'S SUFFERING BECAUSE THAT WEREWOLF TOYED WITH HIS EMOTIONS!

WHO TOLD DUMBLEDORE THAT HARRY WAS TRYING TO GET THE PHILOSIPHERS STONE? ME! I TOLD HIM AND DUMBLEDORE GOT THERE IN JUST ENOUGH TIME TO SAVE HIM FROM THE DARK LORD!

WHO TOLD MINERVA THAT HARRY WAS BATTLING A MOUNTAIN TROLL IN THE DUNGEON? ME!

WHO LEFT HIS PRIVATE STORE OF POTION INGREDIENTS UNLOCKED AND UNCURSED SO THAT HARRY COULD STEAL GILLY WEED SO THAT HE DIDN'T DIE IN THE TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT? -"

Severus crashed to the cobble-stones underneath a snarling Sirius Black, and Dumbledore appeared beside them with a crack. "YOU WERE WHAT?" cried Sirius, as Snape ripped himself from underneath and whirled to face him. Remus scrambled to his feet, and threw himself between Snape and Sirius - just as Sirius' eyes widened in realisation of what Snape had meant. Dumbledore watched this realisation in Sirius' face and grinned, satisfied, eyes twinkling. "I agree with Harry," said Dumbledore suddenly, breaking the cold silence between Sirius, Snape and Remus. Sirius hands scrunched into white-knuckled fists and he turned to face Dumbledore. "What?" he said, daring Dumbledore to intervene.

"I agree with Harry. He is quite capable of choosing a his own partners and doesn't require your consent, Sirius. I knew Remus was going to take him on a date, I knew Mr. Potter he had previously discovered your – orientation – and had became infatuated with him. However, I knew that Harry did not anticipate that you were already involved and have been for some time." Remus' and Sirius' jaw dropped - shocked, bewildered - Harry wondered why they were so shocked that Dumbledore already knew about them, Dumbledore seemed to know everything. Dumbledore lifted his head to reminisce. "Ahh, I remember when you were boys and going through the same thing I went through, such passion, such confusion..." Dumbledore finally caught sight of their dumbstruck faces and smiled, "How could I not have known boys? You were only boys in this very castle whenI got to watch your first kisses by the lake. In this very castle I watched the 'secret' love between the two of you... How could I have not known? How could I have ignored the house-elves complaining of the dirty sheets?" He smiled and Remus went very red.

Dumbledore smiled calmly at the two wide-eyed men and then turned to Severus. "And Severus how could I not have known? Was it not in this very castle that you discovered your love for James? Was it not this very castle where you mourned for the loss of James, vowing to never love again? And was it not in this very castle where you broke that vow to yourself and discovered that James was not your true love?" Harry wasn't sure he was hearing correctly but Snape suddenly looked hysterical, wide eyes haunted. It scared him. "It was JUST a school-boy crush!" Snape cried in anguish. Harry had never seen Snape like this in his life. What had done this to him? Why was he doing this? What happened to the professor he knew? Dumbledore looked at Harry apologetically, as if he weren't meant to see this.

"Professor?" he whispered gingerly to Snape, "are you ok?" Snape gasped, his head snapped up to look at Harry, as if Harry had scared him. His expression was still shocked but his eyes were angry and Harry had the feeling it was because of him, somehow. "HARRY DON'T TALK TO HIM -" Sirius ordered. "I CAN TALK TO WHO I WANT AND CHOOSE WHO I WANT! I AM SICK OF EVERY ONE TRYING TO PROTECT ME. I CAN PROTECT MYSELF. YOU'LL DO EVERYTHING TO PROTECT ME BUT YOU WON'T TELL ME THE TRUTH!" Harry shouted, his eyes burning with tears. "HOW COME YOU NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT YOU AND REMUS?" But at that moment Remus stepped forward and before Harry could step back he had embraced him tightly, arms wrapped around his back and neck. Remus was calmly whispering to him, calming him down, hot breath in his ear and Harry found himself incapable of movement. Dumbledore moved to put a hand on Severus' arm and he leaned in to whisper to him, "I knew how how you felt about Harry ever since he entered this castle," but only Severus heard Dumbledore's whisper. Sirius' knuckles stretched even whiter over his pale skin as he clenched his fist, he knew he could not defy Dumbledore because he was not a fool, he trusted him, but he would not stand for him to know nothing about what was going on here with Harry. "I will write to you Harry. You tell me whether if he touches you!" Remus' head snapped back. "You will not!" Remus objected, but upon seeing Sirius's defiant face sighed, "I will write to him." Harry smirked evilly for Remus would be the one to explain how he and Sirius had got together and what had happened between his father and Snape...