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A cool hand covered his, cooling down his already too hot body. Sirius hurt like hell. One small move sent a lick of fire through his muscles. His pain ebbed a bit when the person with the cool hand held his. The hand was often accompanied by strands of hair landing on his hand, making him think that someone was sleeping with him. The only person that came to mind was Severus, but that couldn't be possible considering how Severus ran off without going to Sirius when he needed him most. His eyelids were too heavy to lift, his tongue to big to move, none of his limbs worked when he wanted them to. The pain was only the beginning. The voices that drifted to him comforted and scolded him, but he never heard the one voice that his heart yearned to hear, the cold, calculating voice that always made him smile.
The darkness kept him cradled in its cool grasp for what felt like years, for all he knew it could've been a few hours. He didn't know how to fight the darkness. To find the light, that is until he heard the one voice that kept him grounded to find his way.
"What's taking you so long to wake up Sirius?" Severus said in a whisper that tore at Sirius's heart. "Madame Pomfrey said that you should have woken up days ago. You have to come home soon. How am I supposed to tease you if you're not here to hear it?" Something tickled Sirius's hand. A hand grabbed his and pulled it closer to a warm body.
I don't want to be hurt again. If I wake up there's a chance, almost a guarantee that I will be. Sirius fought against the urge to wake up. He wanted away from the encroaching darkness that didn't want to release him, but he also fought against the light. He was pulled toward the state of being awake. His eye lids were glued together. He managed to open his eyes a little, peeking through his long lashes at the head that was bent over his hand sleeping. Severus was the one sleeping with him every night. Sirius tried with all his might to sit up, the pain was too great. His muscles tensed and he swore he heard something crack. He groaned and moaned as he laid his head back down on the heavenly pillow that was now his savior. As far as he was concerned moving was out of the question for a long time. Severus lifted his head with the ruckus that Sirius was making.
"Sirius," Severus mumbled through a yawn. Severus's sleep heavy eyes widened when he saw Sirius struggling with trying to open his eyes all the way. "You're awake." Sirius turned his head slightly to look at Severus. He was shadowed in the dark of the night except for small light that was a couple of beds over. Severus grasped his hand tighter and brought it against his chest. Sirius saw that Severus sat on a chair with a blanket over his shoulders. Sirius wanted to pull his hand away from Severus, he didn't have enough strength. His blood boiled at the thought of Severus running away, the sight of his back was a painful sight to see. "I'll go wake Madame Pomfrey." Severus made to stand up, Sirius shook his head or at least attempted to. Severus seemed to understand.
Sirius opened his mouth; his throat hurt so much like someone slashed it up. He tried again managing to say one word. "Go." Sirius's voice was guttural like he used gravel as mouthwash. Severus leaned down to hear when he pulled back his face was a mask of cold indifference.
"No. I'm staying. You need me to give you the medicine that Madame Pomfrey said to administer when you woke up." Severus stood stiffly from his chair, he kept his back to Sirius as he mixed something that was on the table next Sirius's bed. Severus turned back with a glass full of a purplish looking gook. How was he supposed to swallow that? He could barely manage to say one word. Severus pressed the cool glass against Sirius's lips. Sirius stubbornly kept his mouth closed. Severus's eyebrow began to twitch in irritation would be Sirius's guess. "Drink," Severus said with force. "It will take all the pain away and it will restore you voice." Severus sounded exasperated. Sirius inwardly sighed. He opened his lips and let the gook slid down his throat. It was slow going taking the gross gook. It did make him feel better almost instantly. He was only moderately sore and his throat felt healed.
"Thank you," Sirius said in his roughed voice. His voice still sounded like crap though.
"You had me worried." Severus glared him, making sure that Sirius understood he was in big trouble.
"Me?" He managed to squeak.
"Yes you. Do not ever do that again you dolt. I had to run to get Dumbledore. You think it was easy to explain what happened when I was panicking over you. If you ever do something that stupid again I swear I'll curse you myself with every intention of it being meant for you."
Sirius sat there shell shocked. Severus went to get Dumbledore? He felt his heart untwist with the pain of Severus's betrayal, but it was torn to shreds with his doubt of Severus. Sirius cleared his throat inexplicably thirsty. Severus seemed to understand and handed him a glass of water. The cool water helped him regain more ability to speak. "You went to get Dumbledore?"
"Yes of course. What did you think I was doing?" Severus paused, gazing at Sirius. "Oh, Sirius you did not honestly think I'd leave you, did you?" Sirius didn't say anything. He gazed at his hands clutching the blanket, twisting it in his hands. Severus put a hand over his. "Don't worry I'm not mad. I wouldn't do that despite what people think of me I wouldn't do that. I will never leave you even with Potter as your friend, you hear me. We both lost our minds in that moment and when I saw you get hit with both spells I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest and Potter looked the same. We may hate each other, but we have one thing in common and that's you. And Dumbledore gave us detention for two months together. I don't think that's enough for what happened especially to you, but you do not have to worry. I will not raise my wand against Potter again." Severus pushed back Sirius's bangs, leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Rest now. We can talk more in the morning." Severus began to stand, but Sirius pulled him back down.
"Sleep with me." Sirius scooted to the other side of the bed to allow Severus more room. Severus stared at the bare space before moving and laying next to Sirius. Severus wrapped his arms and Sirius and pulled him towards him. Sirius was engulfed in a comforting and wonderful heat. His heart mended itself the longer he was Severus. He thanked Merlin that he was able to find such an amazing person. He fell asleep to whispers coming from the hall. He knew exactly who they were, he had no strength to call out to them instead he let sleep take him away.