Chapter Fifty-Three
Remus stood silently as his son's lover continued his soliloquy to the unconscious boy. His words and intentions were from the heart, most definitely, but Remus knew before hand that it would hurt Harry. That he would try to commit suicide again, and he would most likely succeed.
Severus stood, and the werewolf could smell his surprise, though no shock could be seen on his face. Without saying anything to his college, the Potions Master swept past the Defence Professor. Remus heard the main doors shut as Severus left.
The amber-eyed man could hear Bill Weasley's fiancé mutter, "My poor baby," to the red head as he cried out in pain from the potion Poppy was pouring on his arm. Remus shook his head, remembering a similar situation between himself and Sirius one morning after a full moon in their seventh year.
Thinking of Sirius made his heart ache. When he'd come back, he'd been hit with the strongest wave of fear and blood that he'd ever smelled. It had been even more pungent than the smell of blood, pain, and sex coming from Harry in Diagon Alley. The self-loathing, Remus could still smell, wafting off his raven-haired son. The smell had overwhelmed him, and the blonde angered him. He'd lashed out at his mate, blaming him for going against his orders and showing their eldest son the article written about him.
Remus had instantly regretted his words as pain filled his husband's eyes, but Sirius had voiced his agreement. He blamed himself.
Sirius and Remus hadn't spoken since then. Sirius gave up the bed to Remus, and he'd slept on the couch that week.
Remus had watched sadly, as his new family began to break apart. Sirius didn't speak to him, and only in class did he actually talk to anyone. Draco didn't talk to anyone at all, opting to be as silent as his brother.
"Harry, wake up, please," Remus spoke to his sleeping son. "You're the glue that holds all of us together."
***
Sirius looked up as the door opened to his and Remus's quarters. Their blond son walked in and sat next to him on the couch.
"Hey," Draco said, startling his adoptive father.
"You're talking again?" Sirius asked him.
"Bill Weasley gave me a talk, and I've been dumb for not talking just because my best friend is hurt. Damn it, I'd end up being silent my entire life," Draco replied, earning a slight chuckle from the Transfiguration professor. "Where's father?"
Draco startled Sirius again by referring to Remus as 'father'.
"He...I think he's in the Hospital Wing, visiting Harry."
"You do know it's not your fault, like he said," Draco told him. "He was really upset when he came in. He didn't mean it; he immediately wanted to take it back, but you agreed. He instantly regretted it."
"I know. I've known and loved Remus for many years. I can tell when he doesn't mean things, but he said it, and we've got a thing. He has to apologise first," The animagus told him.
"That's a bit dumb, dad," Draco commented.
"So is not talking because your brother's in the Infirmary," Sirius said dryly, though he was beaming at the word 'dad'. Draco glared slightly, but then his mouth quick up into a small smile.
Sirius smiled and gave his son a hug.
***
Seamus tugged on Dean's hand as the two made their way into the Gryffindor Common Room.
The mood was sombre, in the Gryffindor House, in the entire school. Hardly anyone looked up as they came in, but they all looked up when Seamus whistled sharply.
He grinned slightly, but sobered up. "Everyone, I'd like to make an announcement. Dean and I are getting married!"
"We know it's a sad time, with our best mate Harry in the Hospital Wing, but we wanted to let everyone know that you're all invited to the wedding," Dean said, smiling as the congratulations began. Ginny came up and kissed them both on the cheek. Neville and, at Neville's insistence, Blaise shook their hands. Surprising everyone, Dean asked Neville to be his best man.
"Really? Why me?" Neville asked, surprised himself.
"Because you told me to fight for Seamus," Dean told him.
"My poor Dean can't think for himself," Seamus grinned, embracing him from behind and pressing a kiss on his cheek.
"Funny, Finnigan, I would have said that about you," Blaise smirked.
"Oh, stuff it, Blaise, before I tell everyone what you did at your fifth birthday party," the Irishman smirked back.
"You knew each other before Hogwarts?"
"Our mothers were best friends in school. We hadn't seen each other since Finnigan's sixth birthday party," Neville's boyfriend told them.
"Yeah, we were friends until your parents died and you went to live with your uncle," Seamus nodded.
"That's how I knew he'd been dropped on his head," the Slytherin grinned. Neville rolled his eyes and Ginny snorted.
***
"What's the deal with everyone getting engaged all of a sudden? I mean, we're not even out of school yet," Hermione asked Ron as they sat down at the Gryffindor table for dinner.
"What d'you mean?" Ron asked, quickly biting into a roll as he pilled his plate. The Great Hall was quieter than usual, out of respect for Harry.
"Hardly anyone gets married this early in the muggle world. Most people wait until their mid-twenties. Very few marry right after secondary school, and barely any get engaged in secondary school," Hermione explained, filling her own plate.
"Oh! I guess it's because most wizards find the ones they love easier. We have an innate sense that allows us to find our soul mate. Most wizards and witches meet each other in school, because we're all spread about," Ron told her.
"There's so much that I don't know about our world," Hermione groaned.
"I have to teach you and Harry so much," Ron shook his head, looking to his let before remembering that Harry wasn't there with them.
***
{Severus opened his eyes to a dim room and he sat up to look around. In the corner opposite to him, there was a small irregular shadow. The Potions Master took no notice, and he got up from the bed to better view the room.
The Slytherin walked around the large room, trying to figure out where it was familiar from. The furniture looked familiar as well, and then Severus recognized it.
The room, though rearranged, was his bedroom at his small mansion, near Norwich. He looked out of the window and he could see the lake in the distance.
A sound came from some where around him, and Severus spun around to see where it had come from. The shadow in the corner moved, and Severus recognized the figure as a person. Moving cautiously, the raven-haired man took out his wand and moved closer to the person.
The person, a small one, whimpered and stood up. She stepped out of the shadows and latched herself on Severus's leg.
"Papa! I'm sorry. Don't hit me, please," the little girl, who was no more than six, cried. Not knowing why he did, Severus bent down and scooped her up. She had a large purple mark on her cheek, slightly shaped like a hand.
"I did this?" Severus sat her on the bed and touched the bruise lightly with the pads of his fingers. She...Anne (her name suddenly flashed in Severus's mind) flinched and nodded.
"I'm sorry, Papa. I was just trying to wake Daddy up. Why wouldn't Daddy wake up, Papa?" Anne asked, tears running down her face.
"I don't know, love. I don't know why Daddy wouldn't wake up," the Slytherin replied, a sickening feeling running through him.
"Is Daddy with Granpa James and Granma Lily now?" Grandpa Siri said that's where he went."
"Yes, Anne. Daddy's with Granpa and Granma now. He won't be sick anymore; he won't hurt anymore," the words flowed from his mouth without even thinking about them. It was as if he was viewing everything through the eyes of an older version of himself, though he couldn't control any actions.
"I didn't like seeing him hurt. I wanted to kiss his hurts better, but he never had any. I miss him, Papa, but if he's not sick anymore, then I'm not as sad. Daddy was too nice to be hurting all the time. I'm glad he's gone so he's not sick anymore," Anne spoke, and wiped her eyes with the back of her fist. Severus reached up and tucked some of her black hair behind her ear. She looked like Harry in many ways; her hair was messy like his, and her eyes were green, tough a shade darker. She had his nose (Severus thanked Merlin for that) and would have the body of a seeker. Severus knew, that she would be a seeker when she got old enough; she shared her Daddy's passion for flying, and she knew everything about Quidditch. She's even beaten Harry at a game of Find the Snitch several times.
The small girl gave him a small smile and repeated the action with Sev's hair.
"Papa, why was Daddy sick?" Anne asked suddenly.
"Because of all the bad things that happened to him. When Granpa James and Granma Lily died, when Daddy was just a baby, he was sent to live with some muggle relatives of Granma's. They didn't like him, and they hurt him a lot. And almost every year at Hogwarts, your daddy was hurt by a very bad wizard called Voldemort. Your Uncle Draco told you about how when Daddy was a baby, he defeated Voldemort," here he paused, trying to think of how to say the rest. "Your daddy was very strong, Annie, but everything got too hard for him, and he got sick. Then he finally killed Voldemort for good, and he got worse. He was doing well for a long time, but sometimes when people have babies, they don't feel good after. Daddy got worse."
The little girl interrupted. "I made Daddy sick?"
"No, honey. It wasn't your fault; never," Severus kissed her forehead. "Daddy was sick anyway, love, and getting sick after having babies happens to many people. I'm the one who made Daddy really sick; I accidentally hurt him when we fought last week. I made him hurt on the inside, and he got too sick."
"It's not your fault either, Papa. It's the bad people's fault for making him sick first," Anne shook her head.
"You're right, Snitch," Severus picked her up again, using the nickname Harry had bestowed upon her. "I'm sorry I hit you, love. I never meant to hit you. I'll never do that again, Anne, I promise you."
"It's all right now, Papa. You were sad about Daddy, and Auntie says that sometimes feelings get mixed up, and even though you're sad, you be angry to other people," the green-eyed girl kissed her father's cheek.
"Your Auntie Hermione is very smart, but I still shouldn't have hit you. I never want to hurt you. Hurting people is bad, and makes them sick," Severus gave her an Eskimo kiss as a tear slid down his face.
"Don't be sad, Papa. Daddy doesn't hurt anymore," Anne told him, and Severus burst into tears.}
The Potions Master sat up in his bed, and wiped at his teary face. Not mindful of the hour, he stood and dressed, and made his way to the Hospital Wing. He was going to ask forgiveness of the boy, never mind that he was still unconscious, and probably didn't know what Severus had told him earlier.
But in the Infirmary across the school, something was happening to his lover...
End Chapter Fifty-Three
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