When It All Goes Wrong Again: Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own Harry Potter. I'm poor, so don't sue. I can only dream that anyone in the HP universe is gay. This story is totally fictional, and my idea.
Warnings: This story will have slash in it. Those couples will include Sev/Remy, Sev/Remy/Siri (Rocks my socks!), and Harry/Draco. There will also be some het tossed in there, because I have to go with the belief that not all the characters can be gay, as much as I may enjoy writing it.
Summary: AU. The night of James and Lily's death, Harry was just visiting his godparents, when Voldemort stormed the house. Harry was returned to his dad's care. He grew up with one of his father's, never knowing the other one. What happens when a bad situation forces him and his dad to move in with his father? Slash. SS/RL, HP/DM
Authors Note: Okay so it's been a few months since I updated, but this was a really hard chapter to write, and I also left for six weeks to go to college and school started back and I had to work. But enough excuses. I'm so happy with all the reviewers, thank you all so much. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
"Didn't I tell you not to embarrass this family?"
"It wasn't my fault. It just happened!"
"No, that's not even what I'm talking to you about-"
"It wasn't something we could prevent. We were just standing there, and next thing we know there's a-"
"I'm not listening to your excuses anymore. You messed up. Now admit it."
"Father, I swear. We didn't do anything! We were standing there to get into the club and next thing we know it's there!"
"Why were you at the club in the first place?" Severus almost yelled at his son, who was sitting in the chair in front of him.
"Because we wanted to go! We'd been good, and decided to treat ourselves to a night out. It's not like we expected to be held at gun point by one of them! We did what we thought we should, what did you expect us to do? Get taken for ransom? Would you even pay it?" Harry asked bitterly, his tone angry.
"Sev," the deep voice of Sirius calmed the angry Potions master, "It wasn't his fault. And yelling at him isn't going to prove your worry. Just hug him and let it go."
Harry's head jerked to look at the long haired man in the door way, shocked by what he had said, before slowly turning back to face his father, "You were worried?"
"Of course I was worried. You are my son, and I do care," the words were flowing out of Severus' mouth, but the man wasn't sure where they were coming from, "I would have paid any price to get you back Harry."
Hearing those words caused Harry to jump out of his chair and crush his father in a hug.
Sirius watched the scene from the door way. He was happy that he had come in when he had; it undoubtedly stopped another fight between the two. He finally turned away from the scene when he could hear Harry's sobs, and could see Severus trying to comfort the young man.
He walked down the hall, looking for Remus. He knew the werewolf would want to know what was going on.
"Si?" came the uncertain voice of the man he was looking for.
"What's wrong?" Sirius asked, knowing that there was something was bothering the other man instinctively.
"I still can't believe that-" the werewolf's voice broke then, he turned around.
"He's fine. It was scary, but he's fine now," Sirius moved and pulled the smaller man into his arms, "He can handle himself very well."
Remus knew Harry could take care of himself, and that's what he was scared of. His son was growing up too soon. He leaned into the caring embrace, "I know he can," he took a breath, "How did you get them to stop fighting? I've been trying for months."
"I didn't get them to stop fighting, I just prevented Sev from saying something that I knew would surely send Harry off. They are far from being father and son material. But they are working on it," Sirius said, pulling the brown haired man towards the living room.
Remus sighed, sitting down, "I would have moved out if it meant that Harry would have been happy. I put him first now."
"And sometimes that is what needs to be done," Sirius said, putting a protective arm around the werewolf, "But I really do think that Harry wouldn't want you to do that."
Remus didn't give the other man an answer, because he knew that he was right in his assumption. Harry wouldn't want him to do something like that. He just sighed and rested his head on the man's chest, listening to the heartbeat there.
"Let's go and make some dinner," Sirius said, "I think that we should shock Sev with my amazing cooking abilities."
Remus just smile before standing and helping the other man to stand also, "I think that we should cook some turkey."
Severus picked up the almost sleeping teen and carried him to his room. Laying the small boy down on his bed, he brushed raven colored bang out of his eyes, "I'll always be here for you."
Harry mumbled something unintelligible and burrowed deeper into the blankets.
Severus walked towards the door quietly, stopping only when Harry calmed to him sleepily, "Thank you father. For taking me and dad in when times got rough, and letting us stay even though I was difficult."
"You were only difficult because I pushed you to it. This is your home as much as it is mine, and you are a Snape as much as you are a Black or Lupin," Severus replied without hesitation.
Harry stared towards his father who was still standing close to the door, "I've only got one more question... are you okay with me and Draco being together?"
Severus let loose a relieved sigh, "You couldn't have fallen for a more... well, I'm not quite sure how to describe Draco except that he is good for you."
Smiling to his father once more, Harry curled up under the blankets in his bed and watched his father walk into the hall, leaving the door open.
"Remy, Si, what are you two doing?" Remus heard the questioning voice behind him. He turned around quickly, hiding the turkey and his hands behind his back.
"Oh, hey Sev," he replied nervously, "I thought that you were talking with Harry?"
"We just finished and he decided to go to sleep for a little while," Severus replied, "You didn't answer my question."
Sirius turned to face his dark haired lover, "We're making a surprise to you. We promise that it won't cause any bodily harm, any changing or adding of limbs, or anything else unnatural like that."
Severus let out a laugh, "I guess I ought to believe you two, considering that Remus is taking part in it. Don't let me regret it though."
Remus watched the man walk towards the kitchen door, "Where are you going?"
"I've got a few potions that I should work on, and I still need to reply to Lucius' letter and see what other havoc Harry reeked in France," Severus smiled over his shoulder at the other two men, "I'll either be in my study or the lab."
Harry felt the bed dip beside him, thinking it was one of his fathers he turned towards the person with his eyes still closed, and questioned, "Time for dinner?"
"Time for much more than that, young Lupin," the voice was familiar, but Harry couldn't place a name with it, and as a cold hand closed over his mouth, he knew he was in trouble.
Sirius walked into Harry's room quietly, not wanting to disturb his son. He looked at the bed, and noticed the young werewolf wasn't in bed, "Hmm, wonder where he is..." his voice trailed off when he looked at the bed again. The lamp wasn't on the bedside table, but on the floor instead, "Harry?!"
Remus came rushing into the room a few seconds after Sirius called out for the missing young boy, Severus right behind him.
Sirius turned to the two of them, "He's not here," he whispered, barely audible even to Remus, "He's not here." Sirius slowly fell to the floor to sit.
Severus rushed out of the door to look for the boy in the rest of the house, and it was all Remus could do to comfort the man in front of him, even though he just wanted to cry.
Harry strained against his bonds. He could feel a small pain cutting into him each time he did this. He kept doing it because it kept him awake and alert. He was blindfolded, but he still could rely on all his other senses.
"Dear young Lupin, what are we to do with you?" came a voice that was familiar to him. It was someone from Hogwart's, Harry was sure of that. He turned his face towards the direction of the voice, "Ah, so you do recognize my voice."
Harry didn't respond. He was trying to calculate how many people were in the room and who they were. It was either someone his father had made mad or someone with something against werewolves. He wasn't quite sure which one he wished for.
"Where is he?" Draco Malfoy almost yelled as he quietly sobbed into his father's chest.
The elder Malfoy just tried to comfort his son to the best of his abilities, "They'll find him, Draco. They've got the best of the best looking for him."
Remus watched the interaction between the father and son silently. It had been two days, two long and agonizing days. No one was sure where Harry was and there were no leads. He tried not to give up hope so quickly because he knew that Harry could take care of himself if he needed.
Both of his mates were out looking for Harry, Remus staying so that if there was any word on him, he would be able to get it to everyone else. He didn't like not helping, but he didn't want to find his son hurt. Another sob broke him from his thoughts and he looked back over at the Malfoys, "Draco, come here."
Draco could barely see, but he still made his way shakily over to where Remus sat. He pulled his legs close to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, remembering Harry doing it many times before.
"Do you love, my son?" Remus asked him.
Draco wasn't sure what the question meant underneath it all but answered anyways, "Yes sir."
"Do you believe he'll get back home to us?"
Draco sniffled, and turned his face away, but Remus forced him to look back at him, "Yes sir."
"Then he will. Harry is determined if nothing else and you yourself know this. Don't give up hope on him, he's not lost," Remus wasn't sure if his voice was convincing, but he didn't care. He pulled the young Malfoy into his arms, "Don't give up hope, for all our sakes."
Harry's body screamed out in pain. It was the same pain he felt every time he touched anything silver. It came in small intervals everywhere, as if his captors were touching it to his skin at random.
"Poor young Lupin, does it hurt you so?" Harry could only remember one person that called him young Lupin, which was the man who had took over as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher while his father was recovering from the full moon.
Harry didn't scream out as something scolded his skin but he did question through clenched teeth, "What is that?"
"What we just poured on you?" the man's voice was smiling, "Liquid silver."
Harry could feel magic cleaning it off, but leaving the wound exposed to that harsh air, "Why are you doing this?"
"I know you don't remember me, because so many that have had more experience with me than you have still don't recognize me. I'm your worst nightmare, I'm the one that you dream about when you think of your godparents," the man laughed, but moved one hand up to Harry scar, "I'm the man who gave you this pretty gift."
Harry's mind screamed out Voldemort, but his mouth only whispered it, "Voldemort."
Draco paused as a single word went through his mind, "Voldemort," he whispered.
Remus jerked back from the boy, "What did you say?"
"Voldemort! Voldemort has him!" Draco replied loudly, "But he's not Voldemort," Draco tried to get more information from wherever it was coming from, "It's someone that taught at Hogwart's last year, in your place."
Remus tried to recall who taught for him during the full moons, and then the name hit him, "I knew his smell seemed familiar. And he reeked of Darkness. I've got to tell Sev and Siri."
Draco watched as Remus hurried out of the room, towards Severus's study, obviously to use the fire there, "How'd you know Draco?" his father asked.
"I don't know. The name Voldemort just appeared in my mind, and when I tried to get more information, it just came," Draco voice trailed off, "What does it mean?"
Lucius smiled at his son, "You'll have to have a long talk with Harry and Remus later on. A nice, long talk that I do believe Sirius, Severus, and I will not want to be part of."
Draco was confused but ecstatic when Remus walked back into the room, hoping to get good news out of the man, "They know who to look for now, but we still don't know how long it will take."
Draco's smile fell off his face, but he still didn't give up hope.
"You are a very hard person to break," Voldemort stated, "But we have a very long time."
Harry could feel something being poured into the open wound on his leg, it stung just as bad if not worse than the liquid silver. He wanted to scream with ever fiber of his being, but he couldn't let Voldemort get the satisfaction, so he did the next best thing. He howled.
Remus's senses perked up. He heard it. It was a howled of a fellow wolf in pain. His own wolf begged to get out, and Remus realized who it was, "I'm coming Harry," he growled as he transformed into wolf form and ran out the door.
He ran swiftly and through the woods, seeing other wolf's peak out of their own homes. Many joined him, sensing the importance and urgency, and many that didn't just howled their encouragement.
Severus felt a shiver go through him; he put his hand on Sirius's arm, "Remus is looking for him now."
Sirius nodded, "And he's not alone. Voldemort won't know what hit him."
Harry howled again, this time unable to stop the transformation. Soon in the spot he occupied there were a growling, jet black werewolf.
Voldemort backed up slightly when the Harry jerked repeatedly against the bonds in his were form. They weren't able to hold against his strength, and broke, leaving Harry free.
Harry moved to where Voldemort was standing, and growled at the man, biting at his legs, before howling loudly once more.
Remus was spurred on by yet another howl and could now see house in the distance. Harry was in that house. He howled back in response, he would save his son.
Sirius and Severus arrived back into the living room where the two Malfoys sat. Draco jumped up at the sight of the two, but Severus held up a hand, "We called off our search, because with Harry in wolf form Remus has a better chance of finding him."
Draco slumped back against the cushions, and Sirius gave him a small smile, "Let's got and get you something to eat," he told the young man before pulling him towards the kitchen.
"Don't poison my godson and our son's boyfriend," Severus called out, relaxing now that he knew Harry would be found. He turned to talk to Lucius and saw the man staring at his son retreating back, "He's growing up so quickly."
Lucius just nodded, "But not near as quickly as your son."
"That may be, but you need to be happy that he isn't. I wouldn't have Harry any other way, but I do wish that it could have been different for him," Server replied, "I wish it would have been so much different."
Harry finally bit down into the leg of the man, instantly breaking it. He let go of the man and moved back to where he saw a wand drop earlier. He grabbed it.
"Don't do anything rash, young Lupin. You wouldn't want to become the next Dark Lord, now would you?" Voldemort questioned.
"I'm not like you, Riddle. I have family that loves me, and I know that there is no superior race," Harry stated loudly, transforming back into his human form. He quickly tested the strength of the wand, bending it slightly, "Good bye Voldemort." He snapped the wand into half.
Quickly performing a binding spell on the shocked form of Tom Riddle, Harry howled out yet again, hoping to spur on his dad even more. He sat down with his back against the wall, and just stared at the still form of the most feared man in the wizarding world. He could only shake his head in disgust.
Remus broke through the door and scrambled up the stairs, allowing the other wolves to deal with the various people in the lower portion of the house. He followed his sense to a room. It reeked not only of Dark magic, but of silver. He didn't want to imagine the pain his son had been going through.
He opened the door, and was surprised at what he saw, on the floor; bond by invisible bonds was Voldemort. And across from him sat Harry. Changing into human form, Remus raced to his son, "Oh Harry," he whispered pulling the boy to him.
Harry could only relax as he smelt his father's calming scent. He held tightly to the man, and didn't let go, falling into a relaxing sleep.
"Remus?" a voice called from the doorway.
Remus turned, holding Harry in his arms, to see Dumbledore, "There's what you want," he said jerking his head towards Voldemort, "Now please leave Harry alone."
Dumbledore could only nod, knowing that he would have to do just that, now that the boy had finished his task, "I'm sorry that it had to be this way."
"No you aren't you manipulative old fool. You have used Harry for many years to deal with that pathetic excuse for a man, and I won't allow it any more. He has a family now and you can't use that as an excuse to take him away from me any more. We live with Severus and Sirius and we are a family. And I won't allow you to threaten me or him any more."
Dumbledore just nodded and watched the werewolf and cub disappear with a pop.