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The rather elusive Remus Lupin on the other hand was currently in hiding as the ministry of magic was currently disposing of werewolves and all those who may be suspected of having the Lycanthropy 'disease'. Blinking blearily as a small patch of sunlight streamed through a filthy window hit his eyes, he rolled over painfully, having just suffered the last of his monthly changes.
Yawning sleepily and then tasting the tangy metallic taste of blood in his mouth, he frowned and slowly but surely sat up. He'd looked himself in the pantry well it was more of a tiny broom closet but it was used otherwise as his pantry, taking care to disguise any distinguishing tell-tales signs that he may be inflicted with the disease. He'd soundproofed the room, long ago to prevent anyone hearing his howls and scream as he changed three nights a month.
Grabbing hold of a small rail, he'd installed to pull himself up, and unlocked the door, retrieving the key from inside a jar somewhere in the vinicity of the door. Stumbling through the door, he dragged himself upstairs, and started to run a hot soothing bath.
An hour and a long soak in a hot bath later, he managed to get dressed and pull or rather stumble down the stairs and flopped onto a couch, before remembering that he hadn't locked the bloody pantry cupboard, a swish of his wand which he'd pocketed when he came down stairs again, and it instantly became what it usually was. His pantry. Locking the door wearily, he made his way back to the couch and immediately fell asleep on it.
What must have been several hours later, he was jolted awake by a rather furious barrage on his front door. Blinking slowly and gingerly lifting himself up, he pulled his dressing gown on as he always did, and pretended he was just about to have a bath. As always.
Looking through the eyehole he was rather surprised to see a familiar face, no-one knew he was here. No-one.
"Who is it?" He replied to the barrage of knocks on the already rotting front door, his voice sounding a little too croaky than he'd have liked it too.
"I'm looking for a fellow called Remus Lupin. Do you know him" Came the cold and articulate reply to Remus' question.
Blinking this time out of sheer exhaustion and curiosity, he replied "Who's asking" A rather bold question for our dear Remus to ask indeed.
"Do I really have to stand here talking to a door?" The figure replied, a slight amused tone appearing in his chosen words.
"No, no. Come in." He replied, quite aware that this figure was rumoured to be a death-eater but he could do with a little friendly company at the moment.
Several bolts, latches and locks later, he opened the door; gingerly stepping back as he'd somehow hurt his foot the night before.
In swept a dark figure, face covered by a hood for a split second before a thin and rather pale face appeared from within it, soon rather by shoulder length black hair, looking greasy as always.
"Aah, Severus; it is you then" He replied, watching him lower his hood curiously, why would he need a hood to knock on a door? Closing the door, and doing up the entire locks by hand, it was a lot simpler. He turned around and leant against the door exhaustedly.
"How ever did you find me Severus?" Remus asked, quite unnerved. No-one had knocked on his door that he knew for the past year in which he'd been living there.
"You're not entirely unplottable Remus" He replied, glancing around briefly and rather distastefully at Remus' house if you could call it that. "So this is where you've been hiding then?" He smirked, trailing a finger around the place. Surprisingly despite its grotty appearance, Remus obviously kept it clean, then upon noticing Remus' bathrobe he paused "Did I catch you at a bad time?" He queried, settling himself down upon a small chair not so far from the couch, whilst Remus sat down there.
Remus could only tilt his head in curiousity "Why have you come Severus?" He asked, unable to keep that particular quiver out of his voice and most probably his eyes.
"The dark lord wants you dead for some reason" Came the simple reply from Severus.
He blinked and almost jumped up in the air quite startled "He wants me dead, what in Merlin's beard for?" He asked, almost panicky as indeed you would if someone told you were were wanted dead by another.
Severus just shrugged, an uncommon gesture often preformed and witnessed from the Potions Master. "Like I said, I have no idea, but if I can find you then I'm quite sure he can find you too." He continued in that same matter of fact tone; almost mono-tone. "So we need to a.) Move you or b.) Make this place unplottable" He finished, glancing over at the shell shocked Remus.
"You want to help me?" He asked, quite incredulously. "You want to help me?" He asked again, as if repeating the question would help me figure it out.
Another shrug, this day was certainly getting strange. "I'd rather you didn't end up like Peter, or even James" He replied, standing up and was about to continue talking when Remus stopped him.
"Peter and James? What's wrong with them?" He asked, eyes widened with surprise, brown eyes quite shocked.
Snape looked up curiously, so he hadn't known. "You didn't know? Sirius Black killed Peter and Lily and James are well captives of him" He replied glumly. A show of emotion by Severus, how interesting.
Remus was absolutely astonished "Sirius..?" He muttered, unable to fathom what he had just been told. "Wait till I get my hands on him." He growled his werewolf instincts still sharp and ready. "Just wait."
Severus merely stopped him "Look I brought you this, it's a month worth of wolfsbane." He said, before pulling his hood up again, and glancing at the locks on the door "You really should get a better lock, I'll owl you one sometime." He nodded and walked towards the door, and attempted 'Alohomora' to no avail. Smirking he nodded before Remus opened his mouth "Yes, I see your point"
Clumsily Severus left the flat ten minutes later, with final words of "Keep your fire lit and I said I was only going for ingredients, so I must get back" before he disappeared into the darkness.
Remus on the other hand, locked the door after him and sat down stunned at what he had just heard.