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Summary: Ron becomes deaf as a result of the war, Snape is sent in to help him,

will friendship blossom or maybe stronger feelings can grow in the shadows of

hate?

Pairings:SS/RW, BW/NL more to come

Warnings: SLASH, future MPREG, really bad language and slight self harm.

Disclaimer:

This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J K

Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books,

Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being

made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

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Please keep in mind that English is not my first language!

Severus shook his head when he heard Ron coming down the corridor, talking to his new friend. His speech sounded quite slurred but not too bad. Severus smiled when he saw that the redhead was signing while talking to the dog, who actually seemed to listen. However, Severus doubted that the creature was actually understanding anything, it probably just liked the attention.

Ron stopped outside of the living room where Severus was currently in (still trying to apply the spell to make the lights flicker green when someone came through the fireplace). He and the new addition to the Snape household walked over to him, the dog even wagged the stump that was left of his tail in greeting.

"I just wanted you to know that I may be a little late for dinner, I have to
give Belker a bath, he stinks, don't you boy?" Ron said looking down at the big dog whilst saying the last part.

Severus noted happily that Ron seemed to be better at sign language when he didn't think about what he was doing, sure, he still stumbled over words but it was the most fluent Severus had seen him since their lessons had started.

"Belker?" He asked. He had heard the name mentioned once or twice but couldn't really place it.

"Yeah, he is a beater for the cannons! Bloody brilliant he is!" Ron answered enthusiastically.

He walked out of the room still talking about the cannons beater, telling the new Belker all about the one he was named after. Severus just shook his head and decided to give up with the spell for the fireplace for a moment to go and fix dinner instead; god only knew what Flôa and Ponken would cook him and his guests if he
didn't get there before them.

Belker did not seem to enjoy bathing, he tried to jump out of the tub several times only to be caught by the laughing redhead and be put back in, he tried kisses, puppy eyes, wagging his small tail, whining, even growling but there seemed to be no way out of it.

Belker didn't want to hurt the nice two-legger that saved him from being beaten by the thing that dared to call itself his master. He felt very grateful towards the nice boy, except about the whole bathing thing he had to endure. That awfully stinking white foam he was being covered in made him sneeze and he didn't like it one bit!

When they were finally done, he jumped out of the bath and shook his body to get dry and get rid of the horrible smell that seemed to follow him, the same smell that the tall dark one had on him just not as strong.

The boy laughed
at him again and Belker wagged his tail to show he was happy that his boy was happy. He shook himself again for good measure then trotted over to the door, he needed to go out and find a tree badly.

At first his boy didn't seem to understand and just took out a stick and waved it at the floor, Belker was a little surprised when all the water disappeared, when the boy waved the stick towards him Belker felt like a warm wind blew over him.

Whining and pawing at the door again made his boy take notice of him again, he said something and waved his hands funnily but Belker was a little busy trying to not leak on the floor to find it amusing.

Whining again he scratched the door with more force. Finally his boy opened the door and Belker ran out heading for the front door quickly scratching that too. The Nice One frowned but opened that door too. Belker was
sure he saw the boy smiling sheepishly at him when Belker relived himself against the nearest tree.

After marking his territory and making sure his "master" was not around anymore, Belker and his boy went back inside again. Belker stopped dead in his tracks when he smelled food, barking towards his boy to follow him he ran towards the smell.

Inside a small white room stood The Dark One, only he wasn't so dark anymore, he wore a bright pink dress or something that looked like one and seemed to be preparing food. Belker squeezed himself in between The Dark One's legs and the stove so that he could catch anything that might be dropped.

He got lucky soon afterwards, a potato covered in melted butter was dropped right at his feet, he heard The Dark One talking to his boy in an angry voice but Belker wasn't worried, the boy was laughing at something so it
couldn't be too serious.

He heard them talking for a while before a piece of fried chicken fell down on the floor next to him, while swallowing he looked up at The Dark One and saw him smiling a little down at him and he wagged his tail in response.

More food fell down to the floor and Belker even got a few pats on his head from The Dark One every once in a while. He definitely understood why his boy liked the man, even though the man (and Belker too, now after the horrible bath) smelt funny.

He thought it a little strange that two males were mates but put it down to them being two-leggers, two-leggers did many strange and weird things that he would never be able to understand. He had seen them flying without wings once and thought that much stranger than two males being mates. He felt a bit sorry for them though, not being able to have pups.

When he
found a mate he would have lots and lots of pups! He loved pups, he had raised one once, his sister was killed by one of those kar thingies and her mate had left her so Belker had raised the little one. From what he knew Jum-Jum (the pup) now lived in Wales with a two-legger family leading a good life.

Belker was too caught up in the food falling to the floor every now and then to notice the mini two-leggers coming through the door or the two bigger ones talking to his boy, so he got very shocked when he saw a two-legger pup staring right at him. She reached out and he could smell her curiosity and excitement, he let himself be petted and wagged his tail a bit when another mini came over and scratched him behind the ear.

During dinner he watched his boy and the others. The two adult two-leggers, who had come with the mini ones, smelt like they were
mates, what confused Belker though was that the mini ones smelt like they were their pups, but two males couldn't have pups as far as he knew, he was getting very curious.

Another thing was that even though his boy and The Dark One smelt like mates they didn't act like it, his boy smiled coyly and blushed almost every time The Dark One said something and The Dark One almost seemed jealous when the others said their goodbyes and touched his mate, which was most curious since the others were already mated and had offspring, they were not a threat in any way.

Scratching his neck Belker huffed, he'd have to make his boy and The Dark One understand that they were mates, they needed to get over the silly behaviour they were currently displaying and just mate with each other!

TBC

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