Note: Wow, I received quite a good response. It's more popular than my
other story now. Anywayz thanks a lot to everyone who reviewed, I really
appreciate it. I hate to tell you but I really have no idea where this
story is headed, but don't worry I always come up with something. I just
hope you guys will like it.
Steffi Snape: Thanks for being the first to review. What do you mean you didn't understand it? I think you'll probably know by now, due to the last chapter, that he is very much alive. If you like Remus and Snape than you'll like my other story, "The Malfoy's Big Secret." Check it out. Thanks for reviewing.
Arili: Thanks loads for reading my story, hope you liked it.
Englishgirl: That's the enthusiasm I love to hear, I mean read. Thanks loads.
Vanyaria Darkshadow: I've got you hooked? Yippie good to here. I am so pleased that you liked it, keep reading it gets better.
Steffi Snape: Yay! You reviewed again. Good sign. I'm glad you side with Snape, not many people do. Good to see you trust him too, he needs a few friends. :'( sob.
Whirlwind-wolf: I most certainly will update and thanks for reviewing.
RivenKnight: Very good? Why thank you, I'm honestly flattered. I'm glad it's something you haven't read before. Thanks so much for reading it.
Daintress: Glad your looking forward to more and don't worry he didn't hurt Lupin, well not technically anyways. Thanks loads.
Kleine Snowdrop: They might or might not come; you'll have to find out. Thanks for reviewing.
ShadowFax-7333: Your in the wrong section this ain't Lord of The rings, Na just joshin, you can stay. I know my spellings bad thanks for telling me though, glad you still liked it.
Metallicverb: Glad to see your reading this story too. Thanks loads, I didn't think it was as good as the other, but it got more reviews in less time. You had to ask when it took place didn't you. That's the one question I don't have an answer for, I suppose sometime after book 5. But I dunno when.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, J.K Rowling does. Any story line, magical spell, word or character that you read and think, 'Hey I've heard that somewhere before,' well you have from J.K Rowling's fabulous works. Like I said I don't own anything, except the story.
...... So here is the next chapter .... please enjoy.
Dumbledore's Trust!!
Chapter 3: Take your poison.
McGonagall turned and started for the door, obviously she was heading off to find Dumbledore to tell him everything.
'What's wrong-,' Snape said in a low hiss, 'Don't you trust me.'
McGonagall stopped dead in her tracks at Snape's words. 'Don't be stupid of coarse I do, I'm just concerned for Remus's health that's all,' McGonagall lied.
All this time Harry had been sitting by Lupin's side. He was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable. Snape and McGonagall were arguing about something that really had nothing to do with Harry and neither of them had shown any sign that they knew he was even there. He wondered what they might do or say if they knew he was still there. He wasn't exactly invited in at all. He decided to make his presence know so he cleared his voice softly and stood up.
A sinister smile spread across Snape's face and a look of curiosity arrived on McGonagall's but neither one of them looked at Harry; it was as if he wasn't there.
'Fine-,' Snape said, taking a few more painful limps over to his cupboard, which to Harry's surprise was still standing, having obviously taken several mighty blows. He opened the door with his good arm, which was shaking slightly, and took out a small vile containing a smooth, violet coloured liquid. He then turned around and made his way over to where McGonagall stood, dragging his useless leg behind him.
He stood a few feet away from her and held out the vile in his shaking hand, 'If you trust me-,' he began, 'Than take a sip of this.'
McGonagall turned to face Snape but she did not take the vile.
'It's not poison,' Snape stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, 'Just a simple awakening potion which will have no effect on you as you are already awake.'
McGonagall did not take the vile that was in Snape's outstretched hand. Harry didn't blame her. He would rather spend the day with his old Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart, signing autographs, than drink anything that Snape is offering.
Professor Snape slowly lowered his hand, a sad expression came over his face, but it was gone just as soon as it had come, to be replaced with his usual glare. He turned around quickly, well as quickly as he could with his injuries, and he limped over to where Harry was crouched with Lupin.
Harry became worried; surely Snape wasn't going to force him to take the potion. Snape bent down to Harry's level, flinching only slightly over the effort that it cost him.
'Out of the way, Potter,' Snape said, but not in his usual murderous tone, his voice was softer and he sounded disappointed.
Harry moved out of Snape's way as he took out his wand, muttered, 'Aloha Mora,' unlocking the cage and causing it to disappear, leaving an unconscious Lupin sprawled on the floor, cage free.
Snape opened up Lupin's mouth rather roughly, it was not like Snape to be gentle with anyone or anything, and emptied the vile into his mouth. He than turned the Professor onto his side. Lupin stirred slightly before spitting a bit of the liquid onto the floor and coughing in a bark like way.
'Lupin-,' Harry heard himself shouting, 'are you alright.'
He bent down and took Lupin's arm placing it around his neck, than he stood up, lifting the wounded Lupin with him. McGonagall quickly came over and took Lupin's other side and together they carried him to Snape's desk and sat him in a chair.
'Lupin . can you here me . are you alright,' McGonagall cried.
Lupin shifted again and let out a long grown as he slowly opened his eyes. So Snape wasn't lying about the potion, it actually was for waking people up. McGonagall must have come to the same conclusion because she suddenly looked quite guilty.
'H-Harry .' Lupin managed to say, '. Where-,' but he trailed off as he began to take in his surroundings. Harry looked around at the dungeon again, it truly was a mess.
'What in the world happened-,' he asked desperately looking from McGonagall to Harry, and then in a sudden realization he yelled Snape's name and tried to stand, but his attempt failed and he landed back in the chair, looking desperately around for something. Then he spotted Snape, still crouching in the corner where Lupin had been lying previously, and he let out a sigh of relief.
'That was actually the same question I was going to ask you-,' McGonagall began, noting that Lupin seemed well enough to answer her question, 'what happened?'
Lupin leaned back into the chair and told McGonagall and Harry basically the exact same thing that Snape told them. McGonagall was now looking guiltier than she had before.
'You see Professor, I was telling you the truth,' Snape said, now rising from the floor and dragging his leg behind him again as he walked towards his dungeon door, 'now I would appreciate it if you would all leave so I can clean up the mess that you made,' he spat glaring at Lupin.
'I do believe that you both will be going straight to the hospital wing,' a voice from behind the door stated.
The door swung gently open and right there in the doorway stood an old man with long grey hair and beard. It was the schools headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, looking on at the scene with a raised eyebrow through his half moon spectacles.
'Dumbledore,' Harry heard himself say in delight, 'How long have you been standing there. Harry felt a great sense of joy at the sight of Dumbledore, he always did. It was strange but he always gave that sense of understanding and hope, but Harry secretly hoped he hadn't been there the whole time; otherwise McGonagall would have a lot of explaining to do.
'Long enough, Harry, long enough,' Dumbledore said in his usual gentle but stern voice, 'now quickly you two, off to the hospital wing.'
Harry and McGonagall each took one of Lupin's arms and supported him towards the door. Snape however didn't move.
'Come along Snape, you too,' Dumbledore called.
'I'm fine Professor it's just a scratch-,' Snape went on to say, but he was cut off immediately by Dumbledore, 'Please Severus come with us to the hospital wing, you are in no condition to stay down here.'
Snape followed reluctantly, rejecting the help that Dumbledore offered, preferring to limp the entire way. Every now and then Harry could see him out of the corner of his eye leaning against the wall for a break. Harry couldn't help but feel a slight bit sorry for him; however Harry still did blame Snape for what happened to his God father, Sirius Black, last year so he scowled himself and went back to concentrating on Lupin.
Professor Lupin wasn't a large man but Harry could slowly feel his arm beginning to turn num with his dead weight. It felt like hours had passed before they reached the hospital wing. It was a good thing, Harry thought, that it was so late and everyone was in their dormitories, because this scene would have been quite difficult to explain.
'Yes . Oh, Albus what brings you here at this hour,' the nurse, Madam Pomfrey said, sticking her head around the corner of the door. But she didn't even need an answer because she caught sight of Professor Lupin and Professor Snape and knew immediately that they needed her care.
Madam Pomfrey must have seen the painful look on Harry's face as he tried desperately to support Lupin because she came over and took his place. She and McGonagall carried him into a spare bed and Snape followed suit. Harry's arm was throbbing as the blood rushed back into it. For the second time that night Harry felt out of place. He didn't really feel like he was needed, he felt rather useless. However Lupin was his friend and he wanted to make sure he was okay so he made to follow the others into the hospital wing, but a gentle hand landed on his shoulder.
'Harry, it's been a long night, Poppy will take good care of Remus and he should be fine, perhaps you should go up to bed.'
Harry didn't feel like he could sleep now after all that had happened but he knew better than to argue with his headmaster. He nodded slowly at Dumbledore and headed off to the Gryffindor dormitories.
As he walked through the many corridors he kept turning everything that had happened over in his head all the while wondering why Lupin had come all the way to Hogwarts just to talk to Snape. If Sirius were still here he would probably be rushing to the Common Room to write him a letter telling him everything and asking him why Lupin wanted to talk to Snape. Sirius would have known - he always did. Harry's vision became blurry as he fought to hold back the tears that threatened to burst from his eyes.
'Chocolate Frog's,' Harry told the portrait of the fat lady outside the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room.
The lady in the portrait groaned loudly and yawned as she swung open to let Harry in. Harry wiped his eyes and stepped through. The Common Room would have been pitch black if it wasn't for the candles that lit the staircases to the two dormitories.
He slowly made his way up the steps to the boy's dormitories, suddenly feeling tremendously exhausted. He quietly opened the door and headed towards his four poster bed which looked a lot more comfortable than he remembered. He could here Ron's snoring, but it wouldn't bother him tonight.
Harry flopped down onto his bed, without taking his clothes or glasses off and without getting under the covers; he drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
Steffi Snape: Thanks for being the first to review. What do you mean you didn't understand it? I think you'll probably know by now, due to the last chapter, that he is very much alive. If you like Remus and Snape than you'll like my other story, "The Malfoy's Big Secret." Check it out. Thanks for reviewing.
Arili: Thanks loads for reading my story, hope you liked it.
Englishgirl: That's the enthusiasm I love to hear, I mean read. Thanks loads.
Vanyaria Darkshadow: I've got you hooked? Yippie good to here. I am so pleased that you liked it, keep reading it gets better.
Steffi Snape: Yay! You reviewed again. Good sign. I'm glad you side with Snape, not many people do. Good to see you trust him too, he needs a few friends. :'( sob.
Whirlwind-wolf: I most certainly will update and thanks for reviewing.
RivenKnight: Very good? Why thank you, I'm honestly flattered. I'm glad it's something you haven't read before. Thanks so much for reading it.
Daintress: Glad your looking forward to more and don't worry he didn't hurt Lupin, well not technically anyways. Thanks loads.
Kleine Snowdrop: They might or might not come; you'll have to find out. Thanks for reviewing.
ShadowFax-7333: Your in the wrong section this ain't Lord of The rings, Na just joshin, you can stay. I know my spellings bad thanks for telling me though, glad you still liked it.
Metallicverb: Glad to see your reading this story too. Thanks loads, I didn't think it was as good as the other, but it got more reviews in less time. You had to ask when it took place didn't you. That's the one question I don't have an answer for, I suppose sometime after book 5. But I dunno when.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, J.K Rowling does. Any story line, magical spell, word or character that you read and think, 'Hey I've heard that somewhere before,' well you have from J.K Rowling's fabulous works. Like I said I don't own anything, except the story.
...... So here is the next chapter .... please enjoy.
Dumbledore's Trust!!
Chapter 3: Take your poison.
McGonagall turned and started for the door, obviously she was heading off to find Dumbledore to tell him everything.
'What's wrong-,' Snape said in a low hiss, 'Don't you trust me.'
McGonagall stopped dead in her tracks at Snape's words. 'Don't be stupid of coarse I do, I'm just concerned for Remus's health that's all,' McGonagall lied.
All this time Harry had been sitting by Lupin's side. He was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable. Snape and McGonagall were arguing about something that really had nothing to do with Harry and neither of them had shown any sign that they knew he was even there. He wondered what they might do or say if they knew he was still there. He wasn't exactly invited in at all. He decided to make his presence know so he cleared his voice softly and stood up.
A sinister smile spread across Snape's face and a look of curiosity arrived on McGonagall's but neither one of them looked at Harry; it was as if he wasn't there.
'Fine-,' Snape said, taking a few more painful limps over to his cupboard, which to Harry's surprise was still standing, having obviously taken several mighty blows. He opened the door with his good arm, which was shaking slightly, and took out a small vile containing a smooth, violet coloured liquid. He then turned around and made his way over to where McGonagall stood, dragging his useless leg behind him.
He stood a few feet away from her and held out the vile in his shaking hand, 'If you trust me-,' he began, 'Than take a sip of this.'
McGonagall turned to face Snape but she did not take the vile.
'It's not poison,' Snape stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, 'Just a simple awakening potion which will have no effect on you as you are already awake.'
McGonagall did not take the vile that was in Snape's outstretched hand. Harry didn't blame her. He would rather spend the day with his old Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart, signing autographs, than drink anything that Snape is offering.
Professor Snape slowly lowered his hand, a sad expression came over his face, but it was gone just as soon as it had come, to be replaced with his usual glare. He turned around quickly, well as quickly as he could with his injuries, and he limped over to where Harry was crouched with Lupin.
Harry became worried; surely Snape wasn't going to force him to take the potion. Snape bent down to Harry's level, flinching only slightly over the effort that it cost him.
'Out of the way, Potter,' Snape said, but not in his usual murderous tone, his voice was softer and he sounded disappointed.
Harry moved out of Snape's way as he took out his wand, muttered, 'Aloha Mora,' unlocking the cage and causing it to disappear, leaving an unconscious Lupin sprawled on the floor, cage free.
Snape opened up Lupin's mouth rather roughly, it was not like Snape to be gentle with anyone or anything, and emptied the vile into his mouth. He than turned the Professor onto his side. Lupin stirred slightly before spitting a bit of the liquid onto the floor and coughing in a bark like way.
'Lupin-,' Harry heard himself shouting, 'are you alright.'
He bent down and took Lupin's arm placing it around his neck, than he stood up, lifting the wounded Lupin with him. McGonagall quickly came over and took Lupin's other side and together they carried him to Snape's desk and sat him in a chair.
'Lupin . can you here me . are you alright,' McGonagall cried.
Lupin shifted again and let out a long grown as he slowly opened his eyes. So Snape wasn't lying about the potion, it actually was for waking people up. McGonagall must have come to the same conclusion because she suddenly looked quite guilty.
'H-Harry .' Lupin managed to say, '. Where-,' but he trailed off as he began to take in his surroundings. Harry looked around at the dungeon again, it truly was a mess.
'What in the world happened-,' he asked desperately looking from McGonagall to Harry, and then in a sudden realization he yelled Snape's name and tried to stand, but his attempt failed and he landed back in the chair, looking desperately around for something. Then he spotted Snape, still crouching in the corner where Lupin had been lying previously, and he let out a sigh of relief.
'That was actually the same question I was going to ask you-,' McGonagall began, noting that Lupin seemed well enough to answer her question, 'what happened?'
Lupin leaned back into the chair and told McGonagall and Harry basically the exact same thing that Snape told them. McGonagall was now looking guiltier than she had before.
'You see Professor, I was telling you the truth,' Snape said, now rising from the floor and dragging his leg behind him again as he walked towards his dungeon door, 'now I would appreciate it if you would all leave so I can clean up the mess that you made,' he spat glaring at Lupin.
'I do believe that you both will be going straight to the hospital wing,' a voice from behind the door stated.
The door swung gently open and right there in the doorway stood an old man with long grey hair and beard. It was the schools headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, looking on at the scene with a raised eyebrow through his half moon spectacles.
'Dumbledore,' Harry heard himself say in delight, 'How long have you been standing there. Harry felt a great sense of joy at the sight of Dumbledore, he always did. It was strange but he always gave that sense of understanding and hope, but Harry secretly hoped he hadn't been there the whole time; otherwise McGonagall would have a lot of explaining to do.
'Long enough, Harry, long enough,' Dumbledore said in his usual gentle but stern voice, 'now quickly you two, off to the hospital wing.'
Harry and McGonagall each took one of Lupin's arms and supported him towards the door. Snape however didn't move.
'Come along Snape, you too,' Dumbledore called.
'I'm fine Professor it's just a scratch-,' Snape went on to say, but he was cut off immediately by Dumbledore, 'Please Severus come with us to the hospital wing, you are in no condition to stay down here.'
Snape followed reluctantly, rejecting the help that Dumbledore offered, preferring to limp the entire way. Every now and then Harry could see him out of the corner of his eye leaning against the wall for a break. Harry couldn't help but feel a slight bit sorry for him; however Harry still did blame Snape for what happened to his God father, Sirius Black, last year so he scowled himself and went back to concentrating on Lupin.
Professor Lupin wasn't a large man but Harry could slowly feel his arm beginning to turn num with his dead weight. It felt like hours had passed before they reached the hospital wing. It was a good thing, Harry thought, that it was so late and everyone was in their dormitories, because this scene would have been quite difficult to explain.
'Yes . Oh, Albus what brings you here at this hour,' the nurse, Madam Pomfrey said, sticking her head around the corner of the door. But she didn't even need an answer because she caught sight of Professor Lupin and Professor Snape and knew immediately that they needed her care.
Madam Pomfrey must have seen the painful look on Harry's face as he tried desperately to support Lupin because she came over and took his place. She and McGonagall carried him into a spare bed and Snape followed suit. Harry's arm was throbbing as the blood rushed back into it. For the second time that night Harry felt out of place. He didn't really feel like he was needed, he felt rather useless. However Lupin was his friend and he wanted to make sure he was okay so he made to follow the others into the hospital wing, but a gentle hand landed on his shoulder.
'Harry, it's been a long night, Poppy will take good care of Remus and he should be fine, perhaps you should go up to bed.'
Harry didn't feel like he could sleep now after all that had happened but he knew better than to argue with his headmaster. He nodded slowly at Dumbledore and headed off to the Gryffindor dormitories.
As he walked through the many corridors he kept turning everything that had happened over in his head all the while wondering why Lupin had come all the way to Hogwarts just to talk to Snape. If Sirius were still here he would probably be rushing to the Common Room to write him a letter telling him everything and asking him why Lupin wanted to talk to Snape. Sirius would have known - he always did. Harry's vision became blurry as he fought to hold back the tears that threatened to burst from his eyes.
'Chocolate Frog's,' Harry told the portrait of the fat lady outside the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room.
The lady in the portrait groaned loudly and yawned as she swung open to let Harry in. Harry wiped his eyes and stepped through. The Common Room would have been pitch black if it wasn't for the candles that lit the staircases to the two dormitories.
He slowly made his way up the steps to the boy's dormitories, suddenly feeling tremendously exhausted. He quietly opened the door and headed towards his four poster bed which looked a lot more comfortable than he remembered. He could here Ron's snoring, but it wouldn't bother him tonight.
Harry flopped down onto his bed, without taking his clothes or glasses off and without getting under the covers; he drifted off into a dreamless sleep.