Awaken Before the Emerald Dawn

By: trappedineternity

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Warning: slash, talks about rape, violence, suicide. Fun stuff

Comments: I'm sorry that my chapters have been short lately, I have been trying to juggle this as well as college. I'm so happy you are still reading it. As you've noticed I am updating more frequently. Got my second wind . I'm sorry about all the mistakes. Like Lucius suppose to be older, weither or not Dumbledore was EVEN headmaster at this time. But it is a fanfic… I'm not J.K Rowling… if I was… well, my story would suck in continuity now wouldn't it.

Chapter 10

Home

The carriage ride took quite some time. Severus didn't arrive home until after midnight. He moved through the halls, splitting up with Lucius who decided to it was time for him to go to the Slytherin dormitories, while the darker youth moved towards the tower where he shared his room with Harry.

The halls were quiet this time of night, and he moved silent as a wrath. It was so nice to be back and away from Voldemort. He couldn't help but tremble and close his eyes tight at the thought of his soon to be lord. He wasn't going to kid himself into thinking that he would never serve him, the moment he was out of school and away from Dumbledore's protection; Voldemort would want him all to himself.

He didn't much like where his thoughts were going this evening... He shook his head and sighed as he kept walking. He rounded a corner and hit something solid and tumbled back. Sirius suddenly appeared out of thin air, along with a pair of legs and a torso. "Dammit!", hissed James. "I thought you were watching the map, Prongs?", Sirius growled. "What if we ran into someone important.", he added as he dusted himself off.

James ripped off the cloak to see Severus glaring at then, trying to get past Sirius. "Move out of my way Black!" Remus stalked forward and punched Severus hard in the face. Severus stumbled back and slammed into the wall. "You!", Lupin growled. Snape looked at him confused. "What the hell was that for, Lupin?"

Severus always thought of Lupin as being the more timid of the marauders. Clearly, this outburst had shocked his friends as well. "Moony?", Sirius asked as he moved towards his lover. "I've been waiting for you to come back! Enjoy your holidays with Lucius?", he snarled. He was like a savage animal, it was rather frightening to behold. "Lucius?", he asked. "Harry caught you with Lucius in the shower! Remember that!", he accused. Severus just stared at him as if really trying to remember. Shower? Lucius? Harry? Then it all clicked in. The night he disappeared! Merlin, Harry must have thought he just deserted him.

"It wasn't what it looked like...", he whispered. Lupin lunged at him and punched him in the stomach, smashing his head into the wall. "Liar! Harry has been crying ever since that morning. He trusted you Snape! And you betrayed him! Led him on! Merlin! He was nearly suicidal when he got here... it's a surprised he's taking it as well as he is..."

Snape saw the concern and sadness in those amber eyes as well as the anger. "Believe me Remus, the last thing I ever want to do is hurt him. It was a misunderstanding..." James and Sirius watched and shook their heads. Sirius was all out hoping for a fight. James as well; it would be nice to see Snape get his. But then, this was a fight between Remus and Severus... and so... "We're off to the kitchen. We'll be back soon, give you boys some privacy." Sirius barked with laughter and was gone with James.

Lupin was positively seething. "A misunderstanding!" He punched Severus again. "A bloody misunderstanding!" Severus groaned as another blow struck home, hitting his head against the stone wall yet again. "Remus… please… I wouldn't intentionally hurt Harry… I… I.. l…ove…"

The pain was taking over, numbing his mind. Remus held back his fist. "Then what was Lucius doing in your shower? Where have you been for the last two weeks?" Severus struggled to keep awake. "Lucius… set me up… Been with his … friend…" "Had a bloody good time I suppose…" "Only… if you call being tortured and ra… humiliated a good time…"

Something flickered in Remus' eyes. Severus was so weak, even before he began his physical onslaught. Ra… raped! Humiliated… set up… This was personal and intimate, too much so to be a lie. Clearly, the experience had left Severus emotionally vulnerable.

"I believe you.", he whispered. He waved his wand and the wounds he inflicted healed. "I am sorry…" Severus simply nodded tiredly. He just wanted to curl up in his bed and heal.. sleep. "I'll help you to your room… and with Harry if you need it."

They made their way back to their room and Snape sighed as he crawled into his bed, only to feel a strange wetness on his back. "Lupin…?" Remus stopped at the door and waved his hand. The candles lit up to reveal Harry laying in Severus' bed, in soiled crimson sheets, pale and immobile. The knife still clutched in his pale white hand.

Lupin looked on in shock. "I'll go get the headmaster and the nurse!", he yelled before he ran off, quickly leaving Snape looking numbly down at Harry.

Severus' mind was reeling as he knelt down beside him, his hand trembled as he searched for a pulse. He was rewarded with a ghost of a pulse at his throat. He was alive! If only barely.

His mind rushed through all the possible spells that would help. He wasn't very good at healing charms just yet... he would probably cause more damage than good. He wanted to scream! Once again his precious books failed him. He couldn't defeat Voldemort with magic, and now he couldn't even save the man he loved!

Then the thought struck him. Dark Magic. There was something he could do then. The only thing about Dark Magic was that there was always a price for it. This once he would actually be willing to pay, no matter how high the price.

He found the knife in Harry's hand and brought it to his hand. Trembling, he began to cut a jagged line into his palm. He hissed softly as the knife started to cut, drawing a large gash down his palm to his wrist and down his forearm. He cut in some runes into his flesh to activate the rest of the spell and then cut a line through Harry's palm as well.

Severus gripped Harry's hand tightly in his own and felt the magic start as their blood started to mix. He chanted the Latin spell and concentrated. Suddenly, he felt a tug at his wounded arm and hand, the pain coursing through his veins. It was like the spell was taking away his life and energy, ripping it from his very heart, bit by bit. He bit his lip to keep from screaming. The pain was overwhelming, worse that anything he ever felt, worse than the cruciatus curse.

His nerve endings seemed to explode, erupting in pain in his skull, but he never let go of Harry's hand. If he could be relieved by something, it would be the fact that Harry's cheeks became flush, his breathing deepened. He carved that image into his mind, glad that he could help, and glad he could see Harry. The last thing he saw before every time turned black.

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To Be continued

Harry: I live!

Snape: makes one of us...

Harry: Why can't anything go smoothly in my life? When will we get to the sex?

Snape: unless you believe in necrophilia... doesn't seem like it will happen...

Harry: But I'm horny...

Snape: STOP THINKING WITH YOUR COCK AND HELP ME YOU DOLT!