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I'm so mad lol, I had this chapter done like three days ago, but I just didn't have any time to stop and re-read to edit and stuff and so I could only finish it today lol, sorry bout that anyway.
My classes are restarting tomorrow -.- blaahh, but I'll survive
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Escaping from the gathering wasn't quite the most difficult part. Most of the Death Eaters were too busy to pay attention to him and even though he stood up and walked around, they didn't spare him another glance.
Going out the front door though, seemed too risky however invisible he felt. He wasn't sure what he was there – a prisoner or what else – so he didn't want to lose his chance of getting away.
His marauder's instincts took over and it was detention all over again, he remembered how it was easy for him and his friends to get away from anything. So it should be the same now, especially when even Mrs. Norris seemed to be more of a threat than those people.
It was through a bathroom that he found his way out, a window there was large enough for him to squeeze through, and soon he was walking down an unknown road without a clue as to where he was going and only with the soft light of the rising sun as a guide.
No matter how much he searched his pockets for his wand, he couldn't find it, not that he had really expected the Death Eaters to be that careless. And so all he could do was walk and walk till he finally reached something that resembled a village hours later.
It was easy to feel wards and magic around him and, relieved, he concluded it was a wizarding place. A quick talk with the local version of a Madam Rosmerta was enough to get him some food and a handful of floo powder which he quickly used to find his way back home.
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It was another boring day for Sirius Black.
He kept asking himself if requesting days off to take care of Order business had really been a good idea in the end. At first he'd had a lot to do, especially when it came to making Grimmauld Place look like an actual house rather than ruins. But now that people were sent on missions all the time – his lover being one of them – and he had somehow ended up being chosen to take care of the headquarters, he was starting to regret the decision.
As such he hadn't expected the fireplace to suddenly light up and for a very familiar face to come out of it.
He stood up from where he was sitting at once and ran towards the newly-arrived.
"Rem?!" he asked, barely believing it.
Without saying anything, the werewolf threw his arms around him and held him close for quite a few minutes. "Hey" he murmured , sounding out of breath, and finally taking a step back.
"What happened? What are you doing here?" Sirius asked, relieved and confused at the same time. His lover had said nothing about coming home in his last letter.
Remus looked completely lost, he just shook his head "I have no idea" was all he managed to say at first.
Sirius frowned and was about to say something but Remus interrupted him with a question that was jumping inside his head "What day is it today?"
"It's…" the animagus thought about it for a moment "march second, why?"
His lover definitely didn't look pleased with the answer since he let out a very frustrated growl. "Nearly a Month! Sirius, I can't remember anything!" he said, looking into the silver eyes. "The last thing I remember is being sent on a mission to search for the werewolves and that's it. Oh Merlin!" he said annoyed, trying to fit any piece of the puzzle together.
"What? What do you mean, Rem? You sent me letters all the time, you even came here during that time" Sirius said, as confused as his lover was.
The lycanthrope ran a hand through his hair, feeling frustrated "…they obliviated me, Siri, the Death Eaters." He finally concluded. "I woke up today and I was around them, they were celebrating something. There's definitely something, something is going to happen." He warned, even though he hadn't a clue what he was talking about "And Harry? What about Harry? Is he ok?"
"He's in school, nothing is going to happen, calm down alright? Just… let's just figure this out first, tell me everything" he said gesturing to the couch.
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"Harry, slow down!" she said, walking in hurried steps right behind him. "Will you talk to me, please?"
No matter how many times she called, the boy kept walking, not having said a thing since after he woke up from his vision.
"I'll tell you when we get to the common room, we've got to fetch Ron" he finally answered. And even though it was just a phrase, Hermione couldn't believe how much he sounded like… like their Harry again. However happy it made her, it also meant one thing: whatever he had seen had been serious enough to snap him out of the 'trance' he had been in for the last couple of weeks. So something bad was definitely to be expected.
It was a record two minute run from the Room of Requirements to the gryffindor common room. When they got in through the portrait door, though, they found the place empty.
"Oh, of course, Harry. Everyone's in class now, remember?" Hermione reminded matter-of-factly, having had forgotten about it herself.
He made a frustrated noise and headed for the boys dorms' stair "I have to grab my cloak anyway, and the map, so just give me a second" he said running up before she could say anything else.
"I don't like this at all…" she said looking at the closed door of the fifth year's room.
When he got downstairs again, the bushy haired witch had to force him to stay still, she needed to know something.
"Harry! You're acting like a mad man, tell me what's going on" she asked, like she had done so many times already.
The Boy-Who-Lived breathed in heavily, he had been trying to think. He had little time and stopping to explain himself was like wasting it.
"He's got my dad, Mione" he answered "He must have captured him during this stupid mission of his. Now they're there, at the room with the glass spheres and I've got to save him." He explained at lightning speed.
"What room with glass spheres?" she asked him, rather, herself since Harry was already half-way through the portrait.
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Harry wouldn't listen to any of his friends, and by this time that included Ginny, Neville and Luna. He wanted to go fix everything by himself, since he felt it was his fault, so he kept refusing the DA's help.
Hermione tried and tried to talk to him, but when it came to Mr. Lupin she knew her friend was impossible to deal with. It was like the images of his past were triggered and that drove him into an automatic mode where he would just do anything, suicidal or not, to save his werewolf father from whatever was hurting him.
"Harry, do you have any idea where you're going? You do realize this could be another one of Voldemort's tricks, don't you?" she asked as she started following him throughout the corridors, the other four trailing right after them.
"It could be as well as it couldn't I'm not going to take chances, alright? I'm not asking you guys to come with me. I'm just not negotiating the fact that I'm going." He said rather sharply, he was so angry with himself at the moment that it seemed unbearable to be under his own skin.
As they approached the History of Magic's classroom, Harry began to tense up, he could even feel that he was near… and he didn't want to see the blonde right now.
Granted, Malfoy was just leaving the class that Harry himself should have attended, and the Boy-Who-Lived felt as though the explanation of what he was about to do seemed to flow straight to the other boy's mind.
But Draco didn't seem glad about it, Harry already knew he was part of the scheme, even so, the fact that the gryffindor was out for the rescue seemed to be bothering the slytherin instead of pleasing him.
Neither could help it, their eyes searched for the other's as their paths crossed and the electricity ran through their unwilling bodies. Draco fought to keep himself from saying something, from telling Harry not to go, but even if the words did die on his throat they reached the gryffindor through their unwanted connection.
All Harry managed to do was throw him an accusing look before going his way again, straight towards the last stairs that would lead him to the ground floor. He didn't want to think about how much he let his guard down and how much he'd forgotten about what was going on just because he and that bloody slytherin had a… whatever that had been.
But now… all that mattered was getting to his father in time… if all ended well, then Harry would be able to forgive himself for falling in love. Maybe.
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It tasted bittersweet to him, seeing Potter going to death's trap oh so willingly. He had done his job, he had proved to everyone and, above all, himself that he could even turn in the person that… the person that meant most to him, all for "…All for this stupid fucked up cause" he muttered with venom as he walked down the stairs towards the dungeons.
It hurt. He could admit that much, but at the same time he kept telling himself that what he had wanted for three weeks shouldn't overshadow what he had believed in for fifteen years, no matter what his heart told him.
"It's his fault anyway, I didn't tell him to go, he's the bloody martyr, he's the one that's got to play the hero and go save that bloody werewolf he has for a father" he kept muttering all the way to the potions' classroom.
He didn't have potions class right now, he just wanted to say it already, before anyone else could doubt him, before Snape could look at him once again with those judging eyes. He'd see once and for all the Draco was worth it.
At seeing his clueless godfather, that was still waiting for second years to show up, all he said was "He took the bait, he's going to the ministry after Lupin" and then he was gone before the potions' master could even stand up.
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The truth was Severus Snape was confused.
And see, he wasn't used to being confused, a clueless expression just didn't suit him and that was that. But as his godson appeared, vomited that piece of information and left before he could even process it, that was how he felt.
He put two and two together and got nothing out of it. Lupin was being kept at the ministry by the Dark Lord?
It didn't sound right, it sounded… there was just something… off about that.
Voldemort had already announced he'd be using the boy's father to lure him in, to make Harry get the prophecy and trade it for the man. That The Order was already expecting, they had talked about it, they had their own plans. But suddenly this scenario was different… why?
He frowned, still processing it slowly, and suddenly things started clicking in his mind, and little facts were gathering and each was playing a part in a huge puzzle that would form a very unpleasant logic.
One minute later and Snape was bolting out of the classroom, a simple wave of his wand and the wood of his doors was carved neatly 'Class has been dismissed for the day' it read.
'The scene doesn't seem right because it's not possible!' He thought, enraged as he walked up the stairs fiercely, ignoring all of those that passed him by questioning him about one thing or the other. 'If the Dark Lord was at the ministry torturing that imbecile then he could just grab the prophecy himself, he wouldn't need Potter' he reasoned, by the time he reached the second floor. 'It's a false image! That stupid bloody idiot of a gryffindor fell for a pathetic false vision! If only he had learned occlumency like I tried to teach him. It's like nothing gets through his thick skull'.
At the same time he kept wondering why the Lord hadn't captured Lupin like he had planned, it didn't seem logical, unless something had happened. Maybe he was already dead, like father like son, two complete idiots risking their necks for missions and needs to save people. He felt sick just thinking about it, they were so thick! Sometimes he wished he could drill some sense of self-preservation into them by force.
As he passed the first floor he made sure to check on Umbridge and was glad to see that the woman was dutifully torturing the students with her boring lecture.
Next stop was the only place he'd find answers in: the floo connection in the headmaster's office.
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When the fireplace burned green all of a sudden both man jumped out of their chairs. They had been so focused on their own discussion that the unexpected arrival scared the soul out of both.
"Severus! You scared us" Remus said, shaking his head and taking his seat again.
"… So much for you being dead" the potions master muttered darkly to himself. "What are you doing here, Lupin?" he asked, not really having expected the man's presence. It gave him his dilemma again, why hadn't the Dark Lord captured him?
"I just got back… it's a long story, I can't remember anything… " he answered dismissively, not planning to retell the entire tale.
"Well make a long story short and tell me just how you got here" the man demanded, he didn't like not knowing what was going on.
Not bothering to push the matter any further Remus summed up what he had just finished telling his lover and the potions master was left looking thoughtful.
"And what are you doing here, Snivellus?" Sirius' voice interrupted the silence a couple of minutes later. "Aren't you supposed to be tormenting students at this hour?"
All he received was a glare from the other man, whose attention turned back to Remus. "I just had an interesting piece of information delivered. It seems your idiot of a son is on his way to the Ministry" he said, arching his eyebrow, as though the news delighted him somehow. Or rather, Sirius Black's expression did.
"What? Why?" the werewolf asked, frowning as he stood up. Of course if Snape was here something had happened!
"Apparently he's on a rescue mission to save you."
"What?!" the couple exclaimed as one, Sirius' cool poise dissipating at once.
It was a long five minutes wherein Snape explained all he knew and what he had figured out and still there were odd pieces of information missing here and there.
"But why wouldn't he talk to you? Why wouldn't he try to tell someone, why would he go alone?" Remus asked, completely distressed as he ran a hand through his hair.
Ah… that had been it, the thing that hadn't been making any sense…
''He had already been expecting it… because of Draco. He told him… Draco told him of the plan, he told him something was going to happen.' Snape reasoned, it was the only thing that made sense. 'So in the end… the Dark Lord had been counting on it. He had bloody been expecting Draco to tell Potter about it!!.'
He nearly, very nearly punched the awful vase that sat on a stool near him. How did he not see it?!! Voldemort had been all excited to hear about the connection! It was the key for his plan not backfiring! Even if he couldn't have Lupin, he could make up a very convincing vision and the stupid boy would go for it blindly…
He rubbed his temple and tried to control his temper. "Because he's an idiot, that's why" he answered through gritted teeth.
Ignoring the man's comment, Sirius slammed his hand against the table. "Why are we even having this conversation?! We've got to bloody stop him! You're obviously not at the Ministry, Rem, which means there's a bunch of Snape's little friends waiting for him there." He said looking at the Potions Master accusingly, as though this was all a result of the man's plans.
"Well, be sure to send them my regards. You both go ahead and get killed, I'll alert the other Order members." Snape said, straightening his eyes as he turned around theatrically, heading towards the fireplace he had come from.
There was a brief silence in which the animagus and werewolf stared at each other, as though seeking comfort and strength in the other's gaze. But finally Remus broke the contact and spoke "…let's go Siri, before it's too late. Severus will warn everyone else" he said, sounding every bit as nervous as he felt.
His lover nodded and took his hand, giving it a soft squeeze before he aparated without saying a thing, taking Remus with him.
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A.N:
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