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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 mentions of 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.

End Disclaimer!

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

The next few days proved to be eventful to say the least.

Ron smiled when Severus walked into the room with the intention of sitting down and reading some of his book only to find his precious and beloved chair occupied by a loudly snoring Belker (not that Ron heard the snoring).

Severus stood there gaping at the dog for a few moments before he tried to move the ungrateful hound from the big and soft armchair that was by the fire. The dog's ears didn't even twitch when Severus told him to move to the floor. Frustrated, Severus changed tactics, choosing to remove him physically instead, with no success at all. Belker didn't even wake up.

Ron sniggered when Severus plopped down next to him on the couch. "I think you can forget about that chair ever being yours again." He signed, quietly as not to disturb the sleeping dog laying opposite them.

"Oh no, as soon as he leaves it I'll ward it against him!" Severus looked at the dog with an angry scowl on his face. "You better train him so that he doesn't get up on the furniture again Ron!"

Ron just smiled and went back to his reading.

All three of them were out walking together, it was a sunny afternoon, the birds were chirping and a soft wind blew around them. When they came upon a small lake, almost a pond, Ron started to throw sticks into the water for Belker to fetch, Severus watched with a smile when the large dog shook himself in front of Ron causing the redhead to become wet.

Ron was chasing Belker, who had stolen an apple from him, around the lake when it happened; Belker changed route and Ron followed only to fall into the cold water. Spluttering, he got up only to start shivering when the cold air hit his wet body.

He was surprised when he felt himself being wrapped up in a large fluffy blanket. Severus stood in front of him rubbing his sides to warm him up, Ron smiled a bit and held on to the blanket while Severus continued the rubbing, muttering something that Ron could obviously not hear.

While Severus led Ron back home to warm up, holding him around the waist to continue rubbing and offer some of his own warmth to the boy, Belker walked behind them wagging his tail at his own success.

Ron had changed his clothes and was having a cup of warm tea in the kitchen with Severus, neither of them noticed when Belker sneaked away, still very wet since he had resisted the urge to shake the water off from his last swim.

After their tea, they went over some of the words and expressions that Ron still had trouble with. Severus felt the pride swell up inside him during the lesson. He noticed that since Belker had come to them Ron had improved more than he had during all time he had lived with Severus.

Severus was even willing to let the mutt go onto the furniture if that helped, and well, he had enjoyed sitting close to Ron on the couch, not that he would ever tell the redhead that, he simply pretended that he forgot to ward the chair against Belker. And he did absolutely not put a spell on the chair to make it irresistible to the dog when Ron went to the bathroom, why on earth would he do that?

Ron stood whipping some cream for the dessert and Severus was stirring something on the stove when Belker came bounding into the kitchen at full speed, running straight into Ron in his haste to sit himself down in front of the stove, just in case someone dropped something.

Ron lost his balance and fell helplessly forward right into Severus' awaiting arms. He looked up smiling in thanks and amusement when he saw the small drops of cream all over Severus' face and hair.

With Severus still holding him, he put the bowl down on the counter and transfigued a tablespoon into a small towel. He then wiped Severus free from cream carefully, all the while smiling.

When he was done he stepped back and Severus let go of his waist, Ron thought he saw a pink tinge on those pale cheeks but put it down to the heat emitting from the stove.

When they went to bed that night it became obvious to them where Belker had been when they had their tea earlier that afternoon. When Ron first entered his bedroom he thought someone had broke into the house to steal something but he then realised thieves didn't usually leave dirty paw prints all over the place. It soon dawned on him that Belker had used his bed as a towel.

The once white sheets where now brown and even black in places and several rips in the cotton showed the soaked mattress underneath, he sighed and grabbed for his wand to repair the damage only to grab air, his wand was gone.

Muttering curses in frustration and glaring at Belker who laid sleeping on the rug in the corner, he walked out of the room and went over to Severus' room. After a brief explanation he led Severus back to his room and showed him the bed. The older wizard cast a death glare on the oblivious dog in the corner of the room and grabbed for his own wand but he too only came in contact with air.

He was slightly panicked when he understood that he had misplaced his wand but not panicked enough to run around in the dark house trying to search for it. The real panic came when he understood what this meant; he would have to share his bed with Ron.

The couch was too small or the redhead too tall, either way it didn't work and the small manor had no other bedrooms, he had remade them some years ago so they were now a library, several storage rooms for old family heirlooms and a big potions lab.

Swallowing down his panic he sighed and turned towards Ron who stood watching him expectantly. "I seem to have misplaced my wand, you will have to sleep in my room tonight." He said and turned away to walk back to his room not feeling that he was able to see Ron's look of horror.

Ron's expression was a not one of horror, instead he was a little afraid, slightly stunned and very excited, he tried to dismiss that feeing and failed terribly.

Neither of the two wizards saw Belker raise his head and wag his tail, or what was left of it at least. He checked under the bed to make sure the wands still lay where he placed them, before trotting after the men walking down the hall.

TBC

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