A/N: Disclaimer- Blah blah I don't own HP blah blah, except I would like some credit for making up the spell thingy... Warnings: slash

Chapter 3

When Harry opened his eyes he couldn't see a thing. His glasses were covered in soot from the fireplace. All of a sudden a strong hand lifted him from the wood floor and an all to familiar voice spoke.

"It's about time you got here, Potter."

Harry wiped his lenses. "Professor Snape? Wha... what are you doing here?"

Severus just rolled his eyes and motioned for Harry to go into the kitchen. What Harry saw shocked him a bit. The table was covered with potion bottles, books, plants, animal parts, and all other sorts of ingredients. There were two cauldrons brewing some awful smelling potion. Remus sat in the corner, eyes red and puffy from crying, hair a bloody mess, and a gash across his left cheek that hadn't quite stopped bleeding yet. Remus stood up and gave Harry a hug, then sat back down to look at a the book he was reading.

"According to this, Severus, if he doesn't wake within the next three hours then his body has failed to accept the draft and... he will be truly gone..."

Remus's voice drifted. Severus, in a very unsnape-like manner, walked over to Remus, put an arm around him, and wiped away a tear, then said, "You must have more faith in my drafts Lupin."

"I have faith in your drafts, but I have no faith in my soul. What if it isn't strong enough to support him?"

"It is, Remus, believe me it is."

Harry scratched his head in confusion. What the hell was going on? Who were they talking about? Why must they have faith in his professor's draft? Why all this other stuff? He noticed the confused look on Harry's face. Remus was about to say something, when he clutched his chest, rolled his eyes back, and fell off the chair. Snape smiled. "The draft worked."

Harry was sure his heart stopped for a moment when he saw Remus fall off that chair.

"You...you killed him! Professor you killed him!" Harry ran over to the limp body, and began to shake it. "You killed him!" Harry continued to say. Finally annoyed, Severus smacked the side of Harry's head lightly.

"He isn't dead Potter, now help he get him onto the couch"

Once they had moved Remus onto the tattered couch, they sat next to each other on the floor.

"Professor, what just happened."

"I think I should let Remus explain. He'll be awake in a few minutes. You wouldn't happen to want anything to eat would you."

"I am a little hungry, actually."

Harry followed his teacher into the kitchen, who looked very unhappy when he looked in the cabinet.

"Damn that werewolf all to hell."

"Excuse me?"

Harry turned around and saw Remus standing at the kitchen doorway, looking as well as ever.

"The boy is hungry, and all you have is chocolate."

Remus put on a hurt face, "And what is wrong with chocolate?"

"Nothing is wrong with it, but it gets a little sickening when that is all you have been eating for a week and a half."

"All right stop complaining, there is some regular food in the refrigerator that I put in the other night." (A/N: Since Remus is a muggle-born I expect he'd have some muggle stuff around)

Harry stood there, more confused then ever. "Um, excuse me, but...what the hell just happened?"

Severus and Remus looked at each other, then at the boy. Finally, Remus spoke. "Harry, I think you better sit down for this." Harry sat in the chair that Remus had sat in not a few minutes before.

"Harry, life without Sirius was been hard for me. I have found it very difficult to go on living without the man I love. I wanted to be with him again. So that is when I sent an owl to Severus, asking him to... to kill me with a silver dagger, figuring that if I couldn't be with him in life then I could be with him in death. But when he arrived I had begun to have second thoughts. We stayed up at night together, talking. At last, Severus had talked me into staying alive, saying that there were alternatives. And there were. Your professor and I searched through old spell books and the ancient archives until we found something. A certain spell draft mix. It was from the old days of witchcraft, very powerful and very difficult. It was a life spell to bring back fallen witches and wizards. Only problem was we needed his body. After three long days and night with no sleep, we managed to summon his body back to us. The second part of the life spell is one I was not so sure about. You can't just bring a body back to life, it needs a soul. Or at least half a soul. The draft is a transfer draft, which sends part of my soul into Sirius's lifeless body. However, if the soul is not strong enough then the life spell has failed, and all goes back to the way it was. That is why I fainted just now, part of my soul was leaving me, going to Sirius, who by the way is upstairs. We better go check on him soon. I don't want him waking up and having no one there beside him."

Harry didn't quite know what to say. He sat there. Then he smiled. He was going to see Sirius again. Harry stood up, and wrapped his arms around Remus.

"I know your soul is strong enough, and I know this is going to work."

Remus and Severus looked at each other, happy to share the boy's confidence. Snape finally broke the silence. "We best go upstairs now."

"Yes. Let me just grab-"

Severus instinctively knew what Remus was going to grab, so he held him back. "You've had enough chocolate. I really am surprised that you don't weigh 300 pounds by now."

Remus put on a face for a moment, then led them all upstairs. He opened the door to Sirius's room. Harry felt tears forming when he looked at his godfather. Remus has cleaned him up, and dressed him in a white night shirt. His black hair was neatly brushed out of his face. Harry though he looked peaceful. Severus brought up three chairs for them to sit in, but Remus sat quite comfortably on the edge of the bed. Harry rested his head on his hands, while Severus opened a window. It was rather stuffy in the room. Then he walked over to Remus, and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"I'll be right back, I want that potion ready for when he wakes up."

"Alright."

Harry was far to happy and anxious to think that the kiss was strange. Wait...what? His evil Professor Snape just kissed Remus Lupin on the cheek? Remus did say something about finding it difficult to live without the man he loved. Remus loves Sirius. It would make sense, but then why this intimacy with Professor Snape?

"Uh, Remus-"

"I know, Harry your wondering why I just let Severus kiss me right?"

"Yes, just slightly."

"All in good time, Harry, all in good time."

Harry woke to someone shaking him.

"Wake up, Potter." Harry rubbed his eyes. Remus looked like he was about to cry, but this time tears of joy. Sirius's chest was moving up and down. It was slow breathing, but becoming more steady.

A single tear streamed down Remus's face as Sirius opened his eyes and smiled at his lover.

A/N: Awwww...tear. Well, it wasn't as long as I liked but at least it was longer than chapter 2. I've already started on chapter 4, so it should be up soon. Thanks for the reviews!