Forbidden Feelings
Disclaimer: I don't own and I'm not making any money on this. I'm just playing around with the characters for a while. Everything belongs to JK. Rowling except for the plot.I think that one's mine.
I want to thank everybody who's reviewed! It really means a lot to me. And I do mean a LOT! It's the only thing that keeps me going. Okay, on with the story!
Chapter two: The plot is beginning to take form.
Adrenaline surged through his entire being while he struggled to get to the door, Malfoy and Severus had just disappeared behind. He had to get there before anything bad happened. Like Severus getting raped by a blond bastard that had drugged him beyond comprehension.
There were so many people that it felt like he was walking through masses of melted sugar.
Finally, he reached the door.
It was locked! Of course, why hadn't he thought about that? Remus reached inside the jacket he was wearing, grabbed his wand and whispered "Alohomora." and he heard a small 'click'.
Silently he opened the door, afraid of what awaited him on the other side.
Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. Severus was lying naked on the bed, arms tied to the bedpost. He appeared to be unconscious. 'Thank god for that!' Remus thought.
Malfoy was sitting next to Severus on the bed, and was cutting a deep hole in his captives arm.
When Malfoy heard Remus enter, he turned towards him, reaching for his wand at the same time, but Remus was faster and immediately he shouted: "Stupefy!" When Malfoy's body collided hard with the ground, Remus hurried over to the bed to free Severus.
There was blood everywhere from where Malfoy had cut him in the arm. Remus gathered, that if he didn't get the man, who he now had cradled to his own chest, to Hogwarts in a hurry, he would most likely die from severe blood loss.
Yanking the sheet off the bed, he pulled it tight around the damaged arm, and ran as fast as he could towards the nearest exit with a load of beautiful, but hurt wizard in his arms.
:::::::back at Hogwarts::::::::::
Albus Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards of his time, was sitting in his office, gazing silently into the roaring fire. He had a far-away look in his eyes as tears slowly trailed down his cheeks.
'How could I have been so stupid?' he thought to himself. 'How could I have let my precious child walk straight into danger?'
There was a loud knocking on his door, but before he had a chance to respond, Minerva McGonagall stormed into the office, eyes wild and hair pointing in every possible direction.
"Minerva, dear. Is everything alright?" Albus asked. He looked concerned at the woman in front of him who was panting heavily, trying to regain her composure.
"He's back, Albus. Remus has carried him to the Hospital Wing, and Poppy is taking care of him. Albus.he's hurt pretty badly; apparently Malfoy cut him in the arm." She looked at him with a meaning look.
Albus took a deep breath, thinking 'Oh, no' before calmly rising to his feet.
"Lead the way, dear." He said and followed McGonagall to the Wing.
::::::::::::::::Hospital Wing::::::::::
"How is he, Remus?"
The werewolf turned his head towards the voice. Albus and Minerva were standing right behind him. 'How come I didn't hear them approach?' he thought to himself.
"I think he's going to be alright. But he did loose a lot of blood. It was so terrible, Albus. I seriously thought he was going to die in my arms!"
Remus thought back to when he had desperately run towards the Leaking Cauldron in Diagon Ally.
He was holding Severus tight into him, afraid he would accidentally drop him. The blood had begun to seep through the sheets and it was painting the road that now lay behind them as he ran faster.
He remembered that he had kept repeating 'He's not going to die, he's not going to die, he's not going to die' in his head like a mantra. Only the mantra didn't appear to be working very well; he could 'feel' the life drain away from the man in his arms, and it frightened him. Never had he thought, that another man was going to die in his arms.
If Severus didn't make it, he knew he wouldn't be able to stand it; he'd blame himself for the mans death until he, himself, died. He simply knew he couldn't live knowing that had he only gotten there faster, he could have saved someone's life.
When he finally reached the Leaking Cauldron, he ran straight to the fireplace, not bothering to ask for help; there wasn't enough time for that. Flooing back to Hogsmeade he picked up where he'd left and kept running until he got to Hogwarts and finally the Hospital Wing.
Pomfrey had been there immediately to take over. When Remus had shown no intention of leaving, but kept standing behind the mediwitch, trying to look over her shoulder with a pained expression on his face, she had given him a stern glare and asked him to sit down and be still.
That was how Dumbledore and McGonagall found him.
Poppy know walked over to them looking very grave.
"Is he going to live, Poppy?" the Headmaster asked.
"Yes, Albus he is, but he won't be able to leave the Wing for another couple of days at least. He's lost a lot of blood and is very week."
"But he is going to okay, right?" Remus asked looking expectantly at her. He couldn't believe what he had only just heard, and simply had to ask again, just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. 'Severus is not going to die!' his mind screamed out, extremely happy over the news.
"He is going to be fine as long as he gets some rest. Now, that we are on the subject can I talk to you, Albus? Privately?" she asked and gave Remus a looked that clearly indicated that he was to leave.
"Yes, of course. Minerva would you be as kind as to take Remus to his quarters? Just to make sure he gets back there safely. It's been quite a night for him, I should think."
"Certainly, Headmaster. Come along, Remus." she said and started walking towards the door.
Remus gave Albus a suspicious look, but followed after his old teacher. What was it that Poppy wanted to talk to Dumbledore about regarding Severus?
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Disclaimer: I don't own and I'm not making any money on this. I'm just playing around with the characters for a while. Everything belongs to JK. Rowling except for the plot.I think that one's mine.
I want to thank everybody who's reviewed! It really means a lot to me. And I do mean a LOT! It's the only thing that keeps me going. Okay, on with the story!
Chapter two: The plot is beginning to take form.
Adrenaline surged through his entire being while he struggled to get to the door, Malfoy and Severus had just disappeared behind. He had to get there before anything bad happened. Like Severus getting raped by a blond bastard that had drugged him beyond comprehension.
There were so many people that it felt like he was walking through masses of melted sugar.
Finally, he reached the door.
It was locked! Of course, why hadn't he thought about that? Remus reached inside the jacket he was wearing, grabbed his wand and whispered "Alohomora." and he heard a small 'click'.
Silently he opened the door, afraid of what awaited him on the other side.
Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. Severus was lying naked on the bed, arms tied to the bedpost. He appeared to be unconscious. 'Thank god for that!' Remus thought.
Malfoy was sitting next to Severus on the bed, and was cutting a deep hole in his captives arm.
When Malfoy heard Remus enter, he turned towards him, reaching for his wand at the same time, but Remus was faster and immediately he shouted: "Stupefy!" When Malfoy's body collided hard with the ground, Remus hurried over to the bed to free Severus.
There was blood everywhere from where Malfoy had cut him in the arm. Remus gathered, that if he didn't get the man, who he now had cradled to his own chest, to Hogwarts in a hurry, he would most likely die from severe blood loss.
Yanking the sheet off the bed, he pulled it tight around the damaged arm, and ran as fast as he could towards the nearest exit with a load of beautiful, but hurt wizard in his arms.
:::::::back at Hogwarts::::::::::
Albus Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards of his time, was sitting in his office, gazing silently into the roaring fire. He had a far-away look in his eyes as tears slowly trailed down his cheeks.
'How could I have been so stupid?' he thought to himself. 'How could I have let my precious child walk straight into danger?'
There was a loud knocking on his door, but before he had a chance to respond, Minerva McGonagall stormed into the office, eyes wild and hair pointing in every possible direction.
"Minerva, dear. Is everything alright?" Albus asked. He looked concerned at the woman in front of him who was panting heavily, trying to regain her composure.
"He's back, Albus. Remus has carried him to the Hospital Wing, and Poppy is taking care of him. Albus.he's hurt pretty badly; apparently Malfoy cut him in the arm." She looked at him with a meaning look.
Albus took a deep breath, thinking 'Oh, no' before calmly rising to his feet.
"Lead the way, dear." He said and followed McGonagall to the Wing.
::::::::::::::::Hospital Wing::::::::::
"How is he, Remus?"
The werewolf turned his head towards the voice. Albus and Minerva were standing right behind him. 'How come I didn't hear them approach?' he thought to himself.
"I think he's going to be alright. But he did loose a lot of blood. It was so terrible, Albus. I seriously thought he was going to die in my arms!"
Remus thought back to when he had desperately run towards the Leaking Cauldron in Diagon Ally.
He was holding Severus tight into him, afraid he would accidentally drop him. The blood had begun to seep through the sheets and it was painting the road that now lay behind them as he ran faster.
He remembered that he had kept repeating 'He's not going to die, he's not going to die, he's not going to die' in his head like a mantra. Only the mantra didn't appear to be working very well; he could 'feel' the life drain away from the man in his arms, and it frightened him. Never had he thought, that another man was going to die in his arms.
If Severus didn't make it, he knew he wouldn't be able to stand it; he'd blame himself for the mans death until he, himself, died. He simply knew he couldn't live knowing that had he only gotten there faster, he could have saved someone's life.
When he finally reached the Leaking Cauldron, he ran straight to the fireplace, not bothering to ask for help; there wasn't enough time for that. Flooing back to Hogsmeade he picked up where he'd left and kept running until he got to Hogwarts and finally the Hospital Wing.
Pomfrey had been there immediately to take over. When Remus had shown no intention of leaving, but kept standing behind the mediwitch, trying to look over her shoulder with a pained expression on his face, she had given him a stern glare and asked him to sit down and be still.
That was how Dumbledore and McGonagall found him.
Poppy know walked over to them looking very grave.
"Is he going to live, Poppy?" the Headmaster asked.
"Yes, Albus he is, but he won't be able to leave the Wing for another couple of days at least. He's lost a lot of blood and is very week."
"But he is going to okay, right?" Remus asked looking expectantly at her. He couldn't believe what he had only just heard, and simply had to ask again, just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. 'Severus is not going to die!' his mind screamed out, extremely happy over the news.
"He is going to be fine as long as he gets some rest. Now, that we are on the subject can I talk to you, Albus? Privately?" she asked and gave Remus a looked that clearly indicated that he was to leave.
"Yes, of course. Minerva would you be as kind as to take Remus to his quarters? Just to make sure he gets back there safely. It's been quite a night for him, I should think."
"Certainly, Headmaster. Come along, Remus." she said and started walking towards the door.
Remus gave Albus a suspicious look, but followed after his old teacher. What was it that Poppy wanted to talk to Dumbledore about regarding Severus?
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