Author Notes: Thank you all for updating! I'm so happy! I'm sorry the chapters are short. I'm pretty good at updating quickly, so I hope it won't cause a problem. Harry will either be in a sequel, or I'll just mix the sequel with this one. Of course Occasus, your my sequel inspiration. Just like Cesca Marie and Tenshi-nashi have my special thanks for insipiring me to finish Piano Lessons. Welcome Silverthread.
Disclaimer: Time travel seems far out of reach for me, so I won't be going back to 1995 to steal Harry Potter from J.K. Rowling. I wouldn't want to anyway. I have no clue how she's going to kill Voldemort. I'd have him trip over Harry's dead body and bash his head on a rock or something.
Chapter 2"Mr. Lupin?"
"Yes Katie?"
"Why is Mr. Snape here?"
"He'll be here awhile. Let's get started shall we?"
"Will I be farther along than Harry?"
"Yes"
"When's he coming back?"
"In about 10 months."
Remus took Snape by the hands and pulled him completely to his feet. He pulled him forward as he, himself, walked backwards. Listening as the man stumbled, he led him around the familiar room, releasing him in the middle of it, to force him to rely on his memory to get back to his chair. Snape didn't stumble once on his way back to his chair. Whether this was because Snape crawled, or because he had great memory, Remus couldn't tell.
Seating himself opposite Snape, ten minutes passed before Remus got the idea to play checkers. He placed a checker piece in the man's hand hoping he would get it, before he set the checkerboard up on a small table he'd moved into the middle of the armchairs. Snape couldn't play the game. Remus put it away. Ten more minutes passed. Remus sighed wondering what they could do. He didn't know how to sign, or he would teach Snape that, and one needed a form of communication to teach checkers, so that was out. They'd just done some walking. He could…he could teach Piano! Excitedly he put Snape on the piano bench.
He pressed Snape's index finger to the first key on the left and then pressed the man's finger to the corresponding note on the note key page. He felt the page and hit the key again. Remus brought Snape's hand to his face and nodded a 'yes' into it. He heard Snape get up and go back to his chair. Remus sighed, resigned to sitting. About an hour passed. He was playing the piano when Snape crept onto the bench and pressed the 'A' key. Startled, he sat stunned. Snape pressed the first key on the left a second time. "Dun, dun, dun, dun, dun," went the 'A' key. Snape pressed the black key next to it, and waited for Remus to do something. Remus searched through his papers, reading the titles with his fingers, until he found the note key page. He put it on the stand and pressed Snape's finger to the correct note.
Two weeks later, Dumbledore told him that he'd received a reply from Severus's father.
"He wants to take care of his son"
"I..I'm teaching him sir." he told Dumbledore startled.
He sent me the credentials of the specialist he hired. She's very qualified to teach him mobility, and sign language. Unless, there was some reason for him to stay with you."
"No sir. There's not." he told him, even though he had this nagging feeling in his head.
"Well, then. There is someone I would like to introduce you to. Simon, my great-nephew. Simon this is Mr. Lupin.
"Hello, Mr. Lupin", came a sad teenage voice.
"Hello Simon", he said kindly.
"My niece passed away, and he'll be staying with us. He would be happy to learn piano Remus."
"Yes, sir." he said dully.
He listened as Dumbledore's shoes clicked across the wooden floor. He heard the chair squeak as Severus got up. He listened to the clicks and the light stumbling until they faded away, leaving him with the boy.
Cerebus Snape thanked Dumbledore politely as the man led his son to the couch. He nodded just as politely as the man talked of how much he cared and about his former employee, and that he would be happy if he could check up on him from time to time. When the old man finally left, Cerebus Snape sat down beside his son, grateful for the end of the cold packaged blood he bought from the shop in Diagon Alley.
Author Notes: I'm pretty sure it's the 'A' key. I can't remember note names. I use the number system, so I'm actually talking about #4 on the left, if that helps any. I'll explain the Vampire thing in the next chapter. I don't write chapters unless I get at least one review . So please review.