Author's Note: Naturally we all know that I have no ownership whatsoever of Harry Potter and his fellow wizarding mates, or of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Original characters are mine.

Thank you Trickster32 for your review; I agree with you about Splinter being good for Severus and Remus, being a strong ally.

Warning plausible trigger moments.

Chapter Eleven

Trauma

Transitioning into becoming a Professor took a bit for Severus to get a hang for. Didn't help with Dumbledore not giving him much advice on what exactly he was even meant to do in terms of disciplining the students or how to set a work schedule. McGonagall however was full of ideas on how Severus can handle things.

Every Friday night, Severus goes home to Remus and his daughters, heading back to Hogwarts on the Sunday evenings. Something Dumbledore tried to put a stop to on a number of occasions, but was shot down every time;

"You ever, ever stop me from seeing my family, I will quit my position in this school and you never hear or see from me again! Is that understood?" Severus remembers growling. "Unless you want me demonstrate just how it would be unwise to go against me?"

That was the last time Dumbledore dared to stop Severus from being with Remus and their daughters. But, it didn't stop the old man from deliberately undermining the Potions Master where he saw fit to, and by then Severus had found his grove and reputation within the school.

By the time the school year was nearly done, Severus found it rather rewarding. Within this time, Remus had been able to find a way to earn a little extra. It didn't stop the hurt they both felt when Voldemort went after the Potters, news of Sirius Black being the Secret Keeper who betrayed them and killing Peter Pettigrew, destroying him to smithereens, leaving only a finger. Nor the aftermath that went on for what felt like forever. But they managed as best as they could. Their jobs and their family being the much needed distraction they could have.

Twice more Severus started up his 'on heat' phase, slowly starting to establish a pattern that would help keep things in some form of schedule. Unfortunately the last one started up during one very busy breakfast in the Great Hall, where he noticed that he was having eyes directed toward him, and mutterings. It wasn't until McGonagall whispers if he was okay and asking about the colours on his head, did Severus quickly make his way out to the closest bathroom and saw for himself.

What Severus hadn't expected was for Albus Dumbledore to walk right on in and see for himself.

"Well... what an interesting display you have Severus," he said calmly.

"What do you want?" Severus demanded.

Dumbledore waves his wand toward the door... locking it. Immediately alarming Severus.

"I am not going to hurt you," says the old man calmly.

"Because locking the door is filling me with great confidence!" Severus arched with sarcasm and preparing himself.

"I just want to look at you..."

Confusion mixed with fear marking Severus face. He shakes his head.

"No!" his firm voice trembling a little.

Dumbledore raises his eyebrows, a look of 'are you telling me, no?'

"Come now, Severus... it's not as though this hadn't been recorded... spoken about... theorised over..." he spoke as he inched forwards.

"No!" Severus says again, reaching for his wand, only for Dumbledore to raise his before he could get it.

"You forget... you owe me... I own you, Severus..."

"No!"

Severus backed up, hitting the sink as he did.

With a turn of his hand, Dumbledore's wand did has it was commanded, ripping Severus's clothes away, exposing everything. Well, not everything, as not everything was seen, unless one knew where to look... But still enough.

In that moment, it all came up, the flashbacks, the trauma from it, the whole trying to cope with it and then this... from someone who was meant to be a trusted member and strong positive influence...

Severus lost it completely!

A huge wave of water burst out from every tap, toilet and dripping pipe, mixed with a surge of air circling, creating a cyclone of sorts... or a tsunami... either way, it was forceful enough...

Dumbledore didn't know what hit him! But it caused the door to blow wide open, throwing the Headmaster out with it. Just as quickly, Severus grabbed his clothes and slipped them back on as fast as possible, before anyone could see him, as many were certainly coming to see what the heck just happened.

Severus bolted for it, out of the bathroom, across the Entrance Hall, out of the castle and didn't stop until he got to Hogsmeade Village, where he was able to Disparate and arriving on the backdoor step of his home.

Remus, who was outside, with Freya and Athena, helping to keep their powers to a minimum, saw Severus appear... and then collapse in a heap.

"Severus?"

Knowing the girls will be okay, he runs over to his partner, seeing him as a blubbering mess.

Remus wanted to ask, but with the state Severus was in right now, he wasn't going to get anything yet. Instead, all he did was kneel down and elope his arms around him, holding him close.

Two small pairs of hands touched Severus's knees. He manages to blink his tears away to see Freya and Athena; they decided that they wanted to follow Remus.

"Daddy!" says Athena, moving forward and stumbling to try and get at her upset father.

Severus draws her close, Freya too. Both girls may not understand why their Daddy was unhappy, but they knew.

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Dumbledore stood right up from his seat when he saw one angry Remus Lupin barging into his office. Following close behind was a slightly frantic McGonagall.

"I'm sorry, but he insisted," she said, having no idea why her former student would be at the school in the mood he was in.

"It's okay, Minerva," said Dumbledore.

"Pull a stunt like that on Severus again, Albus, and you will pay dearly!" Remus seethed.

"What are you talking about?" Dumbledore asks, as if he had no idea, bewildering McGonagall.

"Oh cut the bullshit! You know perfectly well what you did! Wanting to see for yourself on what it was my husband went through... is going through still! I don't know how you found out, or even how much you know about Severus, but it doesn't matter! Nor do I understand why you are so interested! EWA collapsed! You weren't even associated with it! So, what the fuck?"

"There had been reports, whispers," Dumbledore defended himself, still unmoving. He hadn't been fully injured from the blast of air and water, some noticeable bruising, but nothing more. "I only wanted to protect -"

Remus suddenly changed before Dumbledore, he heard McGonagall gasp at the sight. Yellow-blue eyes, claws, teeth... but still in control.

"Forcing a man to undress is not protecting, Albus!" he boomed. "It makes one think you had other intentions!"

Now it was Dumbledore who was trembling, as Remus was now right up in his face, feeling his hot breath.

"Where is Severus, now?" Dumbledore asks.

"Where he needs to be! Whether he returns here... well... I wouldn't blame him if he didn't... you have no ownership over him, no matter what deals were made. Yes... I know about the deals, Albus"

"And you still stuck by him?"

With a shrewd smile, Remus could see the confusion in Dumbledore's blue eyes. A flicker of betrayal by his own hold of emotion.

"I don't understand," McGonagall pipes up. "What did Albus do?"

Dumbledore was about to speak, but a single claw touches at a point in his neck.

"Speak truthfully, now... or I will!" Remus warns.

The expression on McGonagall's face when Dumbledore confessed went from shock to disgust.

"Tell Severus he can have the rest of the week off, if he chooses to stay on as Potions Master and Head of Slytherin," McGonagall tells Remus firmly, her nostrils flaring as her piercing eyes looked at Dumbledore. "We will find a way to make sure the students get their lessons. Besides, Hogwarts is two weeks away from closing for the summer. He is welcome to the extra time off, if he wants it. I hope he can come back, even with what has happened I still value his company is a peer and friend."

Remus nods. "I will let him know. Thank you."

Not needing to display his other abilities to make his point to Dumbledore, Remus left.

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The recovery was slow with Severus, feeling felt as though, once again, his person had been violated. He didn't want to go any further than being held and gentle strokes on the forehead, chest, belly or back, as he still needed that touch. Remus understood deeply. Severus's colours faded once more, another phase of his on heat gone until the next time, but he still was visibly shaken now and again.

He kept apologising to Remus, saying he should have just let him. Remus wouldn't hear it.

"You have nothing to be sorry for!"

Freya and Athena were part of the recovery, Severus enjoying their smiles, their hugs, their wanting to display their powers to him, under control of course. Also calling him 'Daddy', warming his heart. Remus would watch as his partner would smile and laugh and interact with them, but then something, even if it was small, would bring some memory and cause him to go quiet for a while.

As much as Remus wanted Severus to talk to him, Severus couldn't find the words. Remus knew that his childhood wasn't a great one, but it seemed that whatever he had been told only scratched the surface.

Severus knew Remus wanted him to talk, but he just wasn't ready to. Was happy to know he wasn't being pushed. He would be asked if he needed anything, though. Didn't matter what it was, Severus suspected that Remus kinda liked the idea of taking care of him, secretly, he liked it, too, given that up until Remus came into his life, literally, even if by force, he had someone who gave a shit.

Sure, he had Lily, who did whatever she could with whatever knowledge she was given – as he didn't disclose a lot of what had happened in his home life... not even Hogwarts life... when that fateful afternoon happened, with that moment of being upside down, in the air, out of traumatic retort calling her that... that word... oh he regretted it. It hurt to know that Lily would forgive James for all his wrong doings, but for that one small... shit got worse after that for Severus, but Remus didn't know... he didn't know how to even tell him. Remus wasn't there when...

They were paid a visit from McGonagall when Hogwarts had officially ended for the year. She wanted to see how her former students were coping, especially Severus. She had been allowed the location of their home because she proved to be one to trust, going on their side every time, pretty much a no questions asked sort of thing, she was fiercely protective of people she considered either her equal, her friend or family, someone who was worth her trust and loyalty.

She informed that Dumbledore was now placed in a bound by contract spell.

"What does that mean?" Severus asks a little confused.

He knew about the bound by contract spell, (which is why he refused to sign the one Dumbledore wanted him to sign, instead wrote a word for word copy, placing his own charms and such on it, and signed that! Dumbledore is unaware that he had a duplicate, not the real one, in his office files).

"It means I wrote up a strong, ironclad set of rules that Dumbledore must follow when it comes to the staff of the school. I included everyone, even though I know it is mostly to protect you. Whenever a new Professor comes in to teach, their name is automatically on it, appearing without needing to sign. I had Sprout and Flitwick help me, as after we learned of what had happened we weren't going to allow it to happen again, or do our best to prevent it happening again within the school. We also wrote one for the students, too," she fiercely explains. "I should have warned that Albus has a bit of a fondness for younger men... boundaries are not his strong hold, and... well... you are seen as too valuable to be harassed by the foolish desires of a man trying to relive his youth! Doesn't matter how much of an influence he has to the community we have, he shouldn't have done what he had. Nor will he again. At least while you are on school grounds... I cannot say the same for outside of it, including Hogsmeade Village, I am sorry about that."

"No... You did what you could, Minerva," said Severus, truly grateful in his tone. "Thank you."

McGonagall smiles. "My pleasure, Severus. I do hope you consider coming back to teach. You really do have a talent and promise to go far. May need to work on that reputation of yours, but... many do agree, you are worthy of your post."

Humbled, Severus nods. "I'll keep it in mind."

McGonagall nods too, before becoming smitten by the two little girls who wandered on over, curious of this woman in their living room.

"Kitty!" Freya says to McGonagall, patting her on the knee.

Both fathers put face in hands, but McGonagall just smiles and transfigures into the cat form she was known for, then back again, much to the delight of both girls.

"I think she knew," she says with amusement.

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Then it happened, it was well into the middle of the night, Remus woke to hear Severus sobbing and begging for someone to stop...

Turning on the lamp and looking over, he saw Severus was still sleeping, trapped in his nightmare.

"Severus?" Remus lies back down, still facing his partner, gently stroking the side of Severus's cheek. "Wake up."

"No... Please... Don't...!"

It took a little, but when Severus's eyes flew open and saw Remus, he immediately crumbled.

"Remus?"

"I'm here! It's just me! What happened in there, Severus?" Deep concern on Remus's face.

"You weren't my first! I lied!"

"Okay, so you lied about getting some before I did, not something to..."

"You don't understand! My father used to force me to do things... horrible things... he never went there, as in... you know... but... someone else did... forcing me... to..." Severus's voice got caught in his throat.

"To have sex?" Remus supplies.

Severus nods, misery and grief and obvious trauma written all over.

"May I know who did it?"

Severus hesitated. Then, without uttering a word, collapsed the wall that hid majority of the memories he held, projecting... allowing him to see it...

Remus was finally realising just how bad things were...

"Oh, Severus, I am so, so sorry!" he said, guilt over his own foolish actions of back then, even if he didn't know, and the anger he now held, understanding why things were so... tense between the man he called husband and... the man he once called friend... locked away in Azkaban Prison for a completely different crime...

Yet... he understood now...

Pulling Severus closer, gently caressing his face, upper arm and back, Remus felt his own wave of emotions hitting on in.

"Is that why you get confused when I won't force my way?" he asks carefully. "Why, when I was that way, before we knew everything now, you didn't fight me off?"

Severus thought of the question just asked, then, not looking his partner in the eye, nods slowly.

"Yes," he chokes. "Dad said I had to take it like a man. Saying he was preparing me for when girls come along, I don't think I had a preference back then. You don't want to know the words Black voiced... when he learned that... the I... I liked both girls... and boys. He caught me masturbating to some dirty pictures... of men... and... it led to... that. Then EWA... I just felt it had to be that way. To roll over and accept it."

A short, yet deep exhale escapes Remus upon this revelation.

"I'd... I'd understand if you... if you took the kids and walked away..."

Remus frowns deeply at the words Severus just spoke; "What are you talking about?"

"You wouldn't want to stay after learning that I'm damaged goods..." Severus whispers with strain.

Remus stares at Severus, deeply, before leaning right in and placing a firm, deep kiss on his partner's lips, pulling him as close as possible to his body, pinning him only slightly. Severus could feel his partner's groin right up against his through the material of their pants. It was slightly hard.

Remus pulls out of the kiss; "I think you temporarily forgot you're talking to a werewolf, Môn Cheri," voice full of affection, respect, soothing, as he spoke his words to Severus. "I still want you, Severus Tobias Snape. I still love you. Let me help you heal." He softly brushes his lips in different areas around Severus's face and neck, which seemed to be helping, as he could feel his partner starting to ease, become less rigid, sensing Remus's own body language, voice and scent, all ringing with blaring truth on how he felt, what he still wanted, and that being Severus.

Sobs escaped, not out of fear, but out of relief. Remus just continued to hold Severus, until he was able to settle back down.

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Leader of the Foot Clan;

I can confirm what you've informed me to keep an eye out for. It is unclear on just how far the 'displays' of Severin goes, but let's just say, if he didn't have those powers, I might have taken advantage of the seeing what may happen, if you catch my drift?

One problem, he is married to Roman now, and is completely protected by marriage law, as are their daughters – whom I have not been able to have a single glimpse. As much as you no longer see Roman to be of much use to you in your quest to find suitable bearers for 'super ninja witches and wizards', even if mutating them is the only way – by which you have no problems from me how you do it, really. But, I should warn you, Roman is extremely protective of his mate and their offspring. Whatever changes you placed on him, enhanced his ability to control his werewolf condition and amp up his sense of responsibility to his kin.

Things may have died down in terms of Voldemort and his followers, but I feel that we are simply in a waiting game now. The plans have worked, on that front. The scapegoats are either dead or locked up. I took care of the baby boy; he won't be coming into this world until he is eleven, left him in the care of his Aunt and Uncle.

I am yet to find out where the mating males are located, they refuse to tell me, or anyone else from the Order for that matter. Except those who will keep their secret guarded. Blasted Secret Keeper business, times where it is not helpful to particular causes.

There are challenges ahead, but you can rest assure, Oroku Saki, that Baxter Stockman of Stockman Enterprises will have Severin will be delivered to you as soon as the right opportunity arises. With, or without Roman.

I cannot guarantee on the two offspring they still have. I am going to be honest on that part. I hope you understand why it may not happen. I think so long as you are simply happy to get Severin into your possession, I shouldn't matter, as I guess it is simply proof that he is the one who bore them.

I await your response;

Albus Dumbledore.

Dun dun dun! I had no intention of having Dumbledore team up with Shredder... but... as I kept going, the more the connections between the two worlds had to become deeper and deeper. Does the Ministry know? Probably in the cases of a select few. The ones who weren't driven to insanity or suicide... or other...

Dumbledore is not aware of the friendship that has been kept between Splinter and our two favourite men in this story – thought I'd give that little heads up. As far as the old wizard is concerned, they're probably dead in a ditch somewhere, because no one would explain what exactly happened after the watermill incident and they do live in an area where they can hide!

What happens next? Stay tuned...