Okay I am fucking sick and tired of racism!!! So I'm going step up and take the blame for fucking everything!!! Sorry, slavery, my fault, it looked like fun! Oops, sorry Native Americans! I took all your fucking land and killed you off! AND ANY OTHER FUCKING CULTURE THAT HAVE BEEN WRONGED BY WHITE PEOPLE, SORRY MY FUCKING FAULT!!! NOW ALL OF YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I'LL SKIN YOU ALL TO PROOVE YOU ARE THE FUCKING SAME!!!

HATE ME NOT EACH OTHER AND SHUT UP!!!


"And they lived happily ever after even though when their wonderful son was being born, the brave, gorgeous, brilliant werewolf crushed the man's hand," Sirius finished his story just as Remus walked into the nursery. He was holding Jaren in his lap, slowly rocking his son; he had been telling his son about how he and Remus had gotten together and how they had him.

Remus walked completely into the room and pressed a kiss to Jaren's forehead, smiling brightly when Jaren blinked those bright amber eyes at him. "Je t'aime," he whispered and picked his son up out of his husband's arms, tucking him into his crib.

Standing, Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus' waist when the werewolf sighed sadly. "He'll be fine," he said quietly, Jaren's first full moon was in three days. "He has us, everything will be fine."

"I know," Remus said, turning in Sirius' arms. He rested his head against Sirius' shoulder, settling his hands on his husband's hips. "You won't let him hurt himself will you?" The worry in his voice ripped at Sirius' heart, Remus was still so self-conscious about his scars, he never had someone with him until Hogwarts when James and Sirius had been there for him.

Sirius pressed a soft kiss to Remus' forehead. "I promise, I won't let either of you get hurt," he whispered, kissing Remus tenderly, letting his lips linger a moment before pulling completely away, "I promise."

Inhaling deeply, Remus savored the sent of Sirius, the sent of woods, fresh air, and so many other things that made Sirius Sirius. "I love you," he said quietly, letting his head against Sirius' chest, listening to the steady beat of his husband's heart.

"I love you too," Sirius smiled softly, holding Remus gently, letting the smaller man know that he was loved.

xXx

A slightly frantic Arthur flooed into Snape Manor, interrupting a rather in-depth snogging session between Harry and Severus that was started as soon as the twins had gone to sleep. "Dumbledore is loose," was all he had to say to get them off each other and Harry into a slight panic. "You have to get to Grimwald place."

"Harry, go with Arthur," Severus said instantly, only two things were on his mind, save Harry and save the twins. "I'll bring the twins through with me, they'll be safer in the floo if I bring them."

Harry nodded, understanding that the twins were still too young to use the floo properly and Severus knew how to at least make it as safe as possible for them. "I love you," he said as Arthur dragged him into the fireplace.

"I love you too," Severus said just as Harry flooed away. He rushed up the stairs but as soon as he was close to the twin's nursery, and explosion slammed him into the wall across the hall.

"Did you really think that I could be stopped from getting my sons?" Dumbledore asked as Severus stood, completely unphased by the impact. Quickly, he cast the Cruciatus on Severus, he was more than surprised when all the man did was keep walking towards him.

Severus laughed as he was hit by the spell this pain was nothing. "I was a Death Eater for nearly twenty years of my life, a spy for part of that. I have been hit far too many times by this curse to be hurt by something as pathetic as what you just cast," he laughed and only staggered slightly and spat out a small amount of blood when he was hit head on by another curse.

Dumbledore was beginning to panic, he couldn't best Severus in hand-to-hand, then something came to mind, an ancient spell few knew even exsisted. "This will turn you into the snake you are!" He roared and fired the wordless spell at Severus, sending him flying back against the wall. With an amused look, he watched Severus convulse, blood spilling from the man's mouth in great gushes. When he was sure Severus was down, with a wave of his hand, he blew open the door to the twin's nursery.

It felt as if his body was on fire, like every on of his organs were being ripped open again and again. All he wanted to do was die, but then a sound came through the pain, cries, the cries of his son's, the cries of his offspring. Suddenly power roared inside him, breaking the barrier of his skin and exploding.

A loud, deafening roar made Dumbledore spin on heel and what he saw made him quake in fear. Standing where Severus had been was a giant black dragon with glowing red eyes pulsing with anger and hate, it crashed through the walls and floor, it's wings tearing through the roof. He cast spell after spell at the dragon but it just bounced off the dragon's magic proof scales. It roared again, fire blazing from its throat.

The dragon lowered its head, staring into Dumbledore's eyes. Deep in those eyes flicked a familiar fire, the fire that was Severus Snape, son of Sebastian and Marian Snape, desendant of Severiant Snape, the Dragon Lord. Then Severus tore into Dumbledore, ripping the man to shreds.

Harry, Remus, Sirius, James, Lily, and a group of aurora's showed up just as Severus turned back into a human. Wisps of black smoke and fire surrounded the dragon, when they dissipated, Severus was being lowered onto the ground just in front of the nursery, the only piece of floor that was intact except for the nursery and everything behind that, everything else was destroyed from having a giant dragon get pissed off in it.

Casting a quick cleaning spell on himself, Severus disappeared from view into the nursery where the twin's were crying. He rushed over and scooped them up into his arms, for the fourth time in his life he had been afraid. The first time was when his father had beaten his mother until she died; the second was when Harry killed Voldemort, the third when Harry had been hit by Molly's spell, and the fourth time was now when his sons and husband had been in danger. Suddenly everything hit him at once; he had transformed into a dragon and killed Dumbledore.

Harry rushed into the room to find Severus sitting on the floor, back pressed against the wall, holding Asphodel and Aries tight to his chest. He ran over to them and dropped to the floor, relieved that his sons and husband were okay, not caring at the moment that Severus had transformed into a dragon.

xXx

"OH NO FAIR!!!" Septus shouted, storming into the St. Mungo's with a pronounced limp. He had just finished his honeymoon when he had found out what had happened to Harry and Severus. "HOW COME YOU'RE A BLOODY DRAGON!?"

"Shut up," Severus groaned, voice hoarse, he was even paler than normal. His head hurt like hell, his body ached, his throat was raw from breathing fire, and he was still coughing up blood from being slammed into the wall a few times, he did not need his brother shouting at him.

Harry held his husband's hand; he was worried because the Healers said that Severus should have stopped coughing up blood by now. He gave Severus a piece of white cloth when the man began to cough.

Quickly placing the white cloth over his mouth, Severus hacked into it for a few solid minutes, when his coughs finally subsided; the cloth was soaked with his blood, the sweet metallic taste coating his mouth. Suddenly, more blood gushed from his mouth without a single cough. He pressed a hand to his mouth but the blood gushed from between his fingers, cascading in great waves down his chest, staining the bandages and soaking into the crisp linens of his bed. When he began to choke on his own blood, he removed his hand and let the blood gush freely from his mouth.

Severus' vision began to blur as surge after surge of the hot liquid spilled from his mouth. His eyelids became heavy and his ears began to ring as even more blood came. By now his chest was painted with blood, bandages and sheets scarlet. The last thing he saw was Harry holding his hand as Healers rushed in. "Love you," he managed to force out between the pulses of blood gushing from his mouth. Then Severus Snape slipped away.


I am such an evil bastard! Is he alive or did he just die? You won't know until the next chapter, which will be up in anywhere from a day or two to a week or longer, depends on how many reviews I get.

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