DISCLAIMER: I don't own any genius besides my own. So sadly, even though Remus likes invading Lilith's apartment in my head, I don't own the little werewolf that steals all the girls hearts. Or anyone else that makes their way into the story, unless you don't recognize them.

Gomenasai

By SeatedQueenintheSky

When I wanted to call you and ask you for help

I stopped myself…

I never needed a friend like I do now.

-T.a.T.u

2 Years Later

Remus listened from around the corner. He knew he shouldn't but the conversation, just the words that made up the screaming sentences left him frozen to the wall. Lucky thing he had James's cloak. If one, let alone both, of them were to come around the corner and see him, he would be good as dead. He didn't know what to do though. Should he go to Dumbledore? Or did the old man know that Death Eaters were being recruited this young? Was that even what the two were talking about? Turning his head slightly, he listened as the reason he was here spoke again, her voice rising from the hiss she had used to a screech.

"You've sold your very soul, Severus!" Lilith Snape screamed at her brother, shoving the cowering boy into the wall. He knew better to invoke his sister's wrath, she could be as ugly as her father, their father, at times. Rarely, but she could. Even so, he felt his anger rise at the physical attack. Her black eyes were lit by some unseen flame as she turned her back on him. "You've ruined yourself. You've ruined us. Think if he doesn't win, our entire family will be implicated. Because you had to try and fit in with all your little gang!"

"Like you didn't do the same!" Severus snarled back, standing taller. "Going back to Avery, by his side again! Your playing the game just as well as I am."

Hair flying, Lilith turned to her brother, the same snarl on her face. "I did that for you," she hissed. "I saw what he was doing to you, all because I called him out on being a complete prat. I became his girlfriend again so you wouldn't fall from your pedestal."

"Well I did this for us. He's not going to lose, Lithy. He's going to rise victorious, and we'll be revered as lords under his rule. No one will look at us as Half-bloods. That's why you went to Thomas. So that you could raise our name in the games they play. I did the same thing, and here you are taking it so drastically. We both know no other house has the politics that Slytherin has. We were okay because Malfoy took us under his wing. But he's not here now, and until we're out of the shithole, we have to look out for ourselves."

"Sev, we're in our seventh year. There won't be politics next year. No games to play. No childish bullying to be had," she whispered, a quiet sob following the statement.

Severus looked at his sister, his face softened for a moment before his sneer came back full force. "That's what got mum in the position she's in. You know there will be politics, unless you decide to be like mum and run from your heritage, become a blood traitor. If you know what's good for you, you'll stop talking like that and get your head on straight. You know what's coming, and you know which side you belong on."

With a swish of his robes, Severus left his sister in the hallway, curled into the wall as she fought the sobs that racked her body. She didn't know what to do anymore. The game had gone much to far, farther than she had ever thought it would go. Sure, she assumed she would marry into this insanity known as blood supremacy, but she never imagined that she would be apart of it by blood. She didn't know who the victor of this chess game between good and evil would be, and she definitely never thought she would be on the board. But she was, if only by name. And with her that wouldn't do. If she was going to be a part, she was going to be a major player.

Slowly the sobs fell to sniffles, and she stood with a deep breath. Remus watched her, cheeks blotchy red on her recently paled skin. She had told him it was for Avery, so she could keep up appearances. He wanted her pale, and so she stayed out of the sun, her skin slowly turning the same shade as her brothers. Her black eyes were wide, and she rubbed them furiously to rid herself of the evidence of tears.

Slowly, the wolf made his way to the girl, a soft smile on his face. He was still invisible and he hoped to surprise her. But as he came upon her, she turned sharply, heading in his direction. She didn't see him and she fell roughly to the ground, yelping as her eyes searched the surrounding area. Slowly she reached out a hand, and pulled the cloak from his lanky form, sable orbs growing impossibly wider. He stared back at her, sheepish smile on his face as he rubbed the back of his head.

"I was hoping to surprise you. Surprise," he said lamely, eyes immediately going over her form. Quickly she sat up, closing her legs and shoving her skirt down to cover what he could have seen. A chuckle escaped him and her cheeks got blotchier as she glared at him.

"Not funny, Remus," she hissed, scrambling to stand up and right her clothing. Remus followed her example and smiled at her, moving in for a kiss. She back away holding up her hands. "I know we planned to get together tonight, but something came up and I need to see to it."

Blue eyes looked over her face, and Remus raised a brow. Did it have something to do with what she had been arguing with her twin about. He didn't know what she could have planned to do about that, or if there was anything she could do. But he had to play ignorant to the row the two had had.

"Is it Avery?" he asked instead, although it could have been a possible assumption. She could have been going to see her public boyfriend to talk about what she had just learned. Real hurt took over his features and Remus bowed his head. "Tonight is supposed to be our night…"

Immediately, pale hands were on either side of his scarred face. "No. No, no, no. I'm not going to see him. I know tonight is our night, it's our anniversary. And you have to know that I would never miss it unless there was something that was life threatening on the line."

Remus looked down at her, confusion taking over his features. Lilith backed away, shaking her head, knowing she said something that could be misconstrued, that let off too much of what had just happened.

"Life threatening?" Remus said quietly. Lilith was still shaking her head, backing into the wall. "What is it, love. Who's threatening you?" The words were practically growled at her as he stepped closer.

"It's nothing for you to worry about Remus. I didn't mean it that way," she replied not meeting his eyes. He knew automatically that she was lying. He raised her chin and searched her face. Slowly he leaned down and kissed her lips lightly.

"Go. If you have time, I'll be at our place," he said quietly, softly kissing her once more before grabbing the cloak off the ground and walking away. Lilith watched after him, before tilting her head forward and nodding slightly. She knew what she had to do. Quickly, she raced down the corridor, knowing she wasn't going to meet him tonight, or any night afterwards.

Graduation

Remus glanced over at the Slytherin grouping, easily picking out the smaller stature of Lilith next to her brother, head held in a fashion that clearly screamed bored. On her other side stood Avery, his hand on the small of her back, claiming her as his. He felt his jaw jump once when he thought of the diamond and emerald ring that was on her left hand. He could feel Sirius's stare but he ignored it, letting his own stare burn a hole into the girl.

Lilith shifted a little, from one foot to the other as she waited for the ceremony to be over. The Slytherins that had played the game well and had came out victorious had a party to attend, and if the girl was being honest, she wanted to go already. She needed to drink her self piss drunk and not have to deal with the dull hurt that raged through her body. She needed to see Lucius, be reassured of the life she had chosen for herself by the man who was like an older brother to her. She had to get away from Thomas's hard gaze for at least five minutes.

As Dumbledore brought it to a close, she sighed a breath of relief. The other houses threw their caps into the air, celebrating their release into the next level of life. The Slytherins simply stared at them, most with disgust. Lilith could feel his gaze on her, his burning stare, willing her to look at him. Slowly she brought her black eyes up, connecting them with his light blue ones. They looked so sad, but he gave her a small smile and a quick nod.

She kept her face expressionless, but Remus could see the need for something in her eyes. She glanced away as Snape said something to her, making her smile slightly. Lilith risked one more glance at him before Avery pulled her away to find their parents. She let her trademark smirk come over her features and she shrugged before turning completely away from him. A heavy arm fell around his shoulders, and Remus looked over, blinking away any semblance of the silent conversation that had transpired as he looked at his friend.

"Moony, we are free!" Sirius said as he randomly grabbed a girl from their house next and kissed her. He winked at her before grabbing Remus's arm and pulling him away from the stunned girl. "Free! Well most of us." They had come upon James and Lily who stood locked together. Sirius narrowed his eyes at the sight and cleared his throat. "Lily, you know I love you. But tonight is a Marauder's night. I'm going to need my dear brother for drunken tomfoolery and many high jinks. Remus is going to be there so he won't get into much trouble. I need a wingman."

Lily laughed and released James with one more kiss. They all grinned at her as she ran off to find her own friends. James wrapped an arm about both of his best friends as Peter joined them. A quick word to their parents and the Marauders were off for just what Sirius had said.

Drunken tomfoolery and many high jinks.

Lilith picked at her food, taking a few bites occasionally while sitting dutifully by her fiancée's side. So the party wasn't at all what she expected. Instead she sat silently as the Dark Lord congratulated the recently graduated Hogwarts students. It seemed his gaze continually fell to the pale girl with a spark in her eye, but an uninterested expression. When he finished his speech and everyone dispersed to do what they all needed to do, he walked over to Avery, her brother, and she, lightly touching her shoulder.

"You look put out, dearest Lilith," he said, his handsome features spreading into the smile that he was known for. Lilith looked at him and took a deep breath before replying with a small smile of her own.

"Of course not, My Lord. You've gone through a great trouble to provide this party for the graduating class. I'm extremely thankful you thought of it. And for your obvious generosity towards my brother and I. It is a great honor to be in your ranks, My Lord," she replied demurely. Severus watched his sister with a small smirk. She was made to be a Pureblood, she played the games all too well thanks to Lucius and Narcissa's training.

"Come with me, I'd like your company tonight, Miss Snape," the taller man said. Lilith looked to her brother and her fiancée. "Oh, do not worry. I'm sure it is quite all right that I steal you for the evening, am I correct Avery?"

"Of course, My Lord. As you wish," Thomas said, his smile growing at the prospect of favor. Severus watched with tight features as the man who was trying to take over the magical world walked away with his twin on his arm.

Tom looked down at the little woman who walked beside him. She had already received the Mark, a couple weeks after her own brother. He had been interested in the girl, she didn't seem the type to come to him. More one like Lucius's bride, one to stay home and worry while her husband went out to do his bidding. But she had come, clear headed and honest in her attempts.

"Did you know that in Muggle mythology you share your name with the demon goddess of the night?" he asked conversationally. She kept her gaze forward, not meeting his eyes as she shook her head. "Yes she was a cunning woman with sharp tongue and wit who refused to be second to her husband, not taking kindly to the dominance he wanted to establish over her. After running, she became mistress of many demons giving birth to what is now know as Succubi." His brown eyes glanced at her. "Of course there are many stories of her. But it's all the same, basically. A want to be treated equally. To be better. Do you want to be better, Miss Snape?"

Lilith listened to his story with little interest in what he was saying and more in how she could get away from him. But with his question she looked up at him, expression leaking the smallest bit of curiosity. "What are you asking of me, My Lord?"

The Dark Lord smiled down at the girl before leading her out of the ballroom and into a study. He sat down behind Lucius's desk, and gesturing for her to sit as well, templed his fingertips. He watched the girl, a serpentine smile on his face. "Your brother is very close to you. And your fiancé as well, yes?"

Lilith nodded from her seat, black eyes watching the man's every move. She knew that she was his to use as he pleased because of the mark that lay in waiting on her forearm. She didn't know what he had in plan, but she knew that there was something there.

"But you don't like to be considered as less of them. Much like the woman you share your name with. You could become great with my help, Snape. I could make you greater than any other witch alive. Better than the men that place themselves above you."

"At what cost, My Lord?" Lilith asked quietly. Voldemort grinned.

"Prove yourself to me. There is a family, I'm sure you've heard of them. The Prewett family. They have outwardly displayed their dislike of my ways. Blood traitors, the whole lot. I would like you to expose of their oldest children. The twins. They are male, and with your obvious dislike of being dominated, I'm sure it will be of no trouble to you. I will send four of my most gifted Death Eaters with you. They will not help you, but they will be present to stop any other attackers."

Lilith stared at the man. He wanted her to kill the Prewett twins. She had heard of them, obviously in the Order of the Phoenix, but more so she had seen he pair duel before. She didn't think she was that well off, even if she did succeed above Outstanding for her DADA NEWT. She swallowed, but kept her face clear of any of the fright that was pulling all her organs down inside her body. "When? My Lord?"

"A month from tonight. They are to be attending the wedding of their younger sister. We can't let them have too much fun, now can we? You will go during the reception, and return to me when you are done. If you can succeed in this, I have a heavier role for you to play. Do you accept?" Voldemort watched the young girl, already knowing her answer. She was nothing like the namesake he had given her, the only reason she joined was to be near her brother, but he knew she would fall into the role he had cast her in. They all did.

"Of course, My Lord," Lilith replied, gracing the man with a smile. The man nodded and watched her leave the room, back to join the party that was being held, with narrowed eyes. He wondered how far this particular Death Eater would take him in the game he had begun.

Screams filled the hall as spells were shot all around. Lilith's black eyes searched around the room under her death eaters mask. Finally, they settled on the twins who stood wands out and cursing the other Death Eaters that had joined her. Her wand was out in a flick and she sent her spell quickly. A sinister smile slid over her features as the boys looked at her. They were wide eyed, gasping at the sight of her. She raised her wand and the battle began, others trying to come to the twins help only to be blocked by Lucius, Bellatrix, Rabastan, or Crouch.

Lucius kept glancing at the girl he claimed as little sister, making sure that nothing to bad happened to her. Her sleek hair had become wild in the battle, and he could see the sweat that dampened her brow. But she wasn't injured. If anything, the other two were. She was doing well, battling the two at once easily.

Across the room, apperating pops could be heard among the screams and cries for help. Members of the order joined the battle, protecting as many as they could from stunning curses. Remus, alongside Sirius and James, cast a quick shielding spell around the rest of the Prewett family. They had gotten word that this would be happening, though they weren't sure which family was being targeted at the Weasley Prewett wedding. It was obvious now as they ran to start their battle with the four death eaters that surrounded the three dueling inside their small circle.

"Ah, cousin! How great to see you," Bellatrix Lestrange yelled, throwing the Cruciatus curse at his best friend. Sirius blocked it with wide eyes, staring at the woman. His eyes darkened and he immediately engaged her in battle. Remus looked around, not sure at all what to do. Of course he knew how to duel, he was damned good at it, but this was his first time actually doing this. He was better sent on the information gathering, recruiting fellow werewolves, protection detail. Sirius and James were the ones who went about doing this.

"Imperio!" came a screech from in front of him. He turned just in time to see Fabian Prewett kill his twin. And then in a flash of green light, he fell to the floor, eyes wide open, but no longer seeing. The twins were dead. It seemed that all the flying spells stopped as everyone came to the realization. The person who had been dueling them turned at that moment, and Remus felt as if he wanted to puke. He recognized the lean stature, the black hair, the pale skin, and of course those full lips he had connected with many times before.

Lilith swallowed and, with an evil smile and chest heaving, turned to her fellow Death Eater's before raising her silken voice to the party as a whole, stepping forward to stand between Lucius and Bellatrix.

"Let this be a message to you all. The Dark Lord does not tolerate traitorous acts against his will. Spread the word, and know that this will continue to happen to your families if you continue in your acts of rebellion." The four around her swirled into dark pillars of smoke disappearing into the sky. Lilith let her eyes roam quickly before they fell on a pair of blue ones that stared at her with disbelief. Her smile faltered and quickly she made her escape.

No one else saw the tremors that had racked her body as she spoke to the crowd, no one saw the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes at the thought that she had just split her soul with murder. No one noticed the faltered smile as she connected gazes with him. No one but him. Remus saw it all, and he wanted to save her from it whatever she had gotten herself into.

"A double agent," Dumbledore said cheerily, his eyes twinkling behind his spectacles as he watched his ex-student. She stood quietly at the fireplace, staring into the flames as they licked at the wood that was there. "Lilith, what is it?"

"I was the one who did it. I had to for this to even reach my ears. I been raised to the status of a knight, but as a pawn I killed two of your best pieces," she said quietly. Albus stood, walking towards her. His wrinkled hand came down on her shoulder lightly and she jumped slightly before shrugging him off and walking away.

"It's not your fault, Lilith. And this isn't a chess game. The Prewetts knew what they were getting themselves into. And Molly knew the extent of what could have happened at her wedding. You warned us before you had to take their lives. Each one knew that something could have happened. You are not just a knight, and they were not just pieces. Maybe this guilt wracking you would dissipate a bit if you thought of the people around you as human beings."

"Sure, that's what they are to me. But to the bigger picture here, we are nothing but piece on a chess board, waiting to be moved, sacrificed, and won over," Lilith growled as she spun to face the old man.

"If you were but a knight, you wouldn't be here at this moment, telling me every bit of his plan. Only two people play chess, and the pieces do not switch sides, they do not choose their allegiances. Everything is not black and white, Lilith."

With a grim smile, Lilith looked to the Headmaster shrugging her shoulders. "There are always gray areas within the game of chess." She turned to walk out of the door only to turn slightly with a nod at Dumbledore's last words.

"I will see you next year, Professor Snape."

"Your brother has come to me," Dumbledore said offhandedly as Lilith cleaned a telescope. She paused in her ministrations, turning her head slightly to the side to glance at the old man. He stared at his double-double agent. She had changed in the three years that she had come back and forth between he and the Dark Lord. Her skin was sallow, not yet yellow but paler than it used to be. The long black hair she used to have was severely cut hanging about her neck. Scars adorned her arms and chest, no doubt from the many duels she had been in. And her left hand was bare of any jewelry.

"What do you mean, he came to you?" she asked, setting down the instrument. Her hard gaze fell on the man, fist curled.

"He came to me, begging for protection-"

"What do you mean! He's in no danger! You promised-"

"For Lily Potter and her family," Albus finished. Lilith scowled, turning back to her work. "She has been threatened. An overheard prophecy and apparently the Dark Lord believes it is her son. But to be safe, he is sending others to the Longbottom home as well."

"Sev always did have a thing for Lily. I never understood it. She looked at him like a brother and that was it, but he always mooned over her, even when she stopped talking to him. Even when she married that prat, he still loved her," Lilith said quietly, her tone uncaring.

"You sound as if you don't like that," Dumbledore noted, a knowing smile on his face. "Why should he be allowed to love a muggleborn if you couldn't love Mr. Lupin, hmm?"

The young woman whirled again, glaring at the Headmaster hatefully. "Don't you dare say anything about that again! I don't love Rem- that werewolf. He was simply fun and games during school, a way to escape the reality that faced me."

Albus nodded slowly, but said nothing about the outburst. "I want you to try and convince Voldemort to spare the families. Bring up the fact that the Seer hasn't always been the very best at Seeing." The old man chuckled as Lilith nodded. "Oh, and Miss Snape? To love someone, or to even hold them near is not a sign of weakness. If anything it is a strength that you should grasp onto with all of your might."

With that the man left, leaving Lilith to settle into her thoughts while her hands went about the mindless task of cleaning the watch glasses that surrounded her desk.

Remus settled at the table awkwardly, glancing about him. He smoothed another hand over his ratty sweater vest and waited for the man to sit down in front of him. The man was tall, and impeccably dressed in fine wizard robes, a dark green color, with round glasses over brown eyes. He fixed Remus with a look, and the man sighed, knowing already that it was a lost cause.

"Mr. Lupin, I don't think we're going to be able to find a place for you here. You see, I have nothing against your… illness. It's just that we couldn't have you missing the days that you would have to miss to recover. It's to many and every month. I'm very sorry," he said, still not having taken a seat. Remus nodded forlornly and took a deep breath before standing and offering his hand to the man.

The man nodded his head, but didn't take the outstretched hand. Not bothering with the formalities of a "thank you" or a "have a nice day", Remus stormed out of the book store running into Severus Snape on his way. He looked up at the man who looked as if he had been hit by a bus. Immediately, Remus's thoughts went sour, thinking the worse had happened to the man's twin. He couldn't very well ask him and he moved aside as Severus continued on his way, not even managing a sneer.

Hurrying away, Remus made it to the flat he shared with Sirius, making tea and checking for any messages. He was sure they would have heard if anyone died, especially a professor from Hogwarts. There was nothing around, not even Sirius, he learned as he searched through their home. That was of the norm, however, with all the trouble going around. They had become more and more distant as of late, and Sirius seemed to spend more and more time working with the order. He didn't know how James, Lily, and little Harry were doing, even though he had received a photo of the three a few weeks ago. That had been it though, just a photo of his dearest friend and his family.

Sighing, he took his tea to the living area and sat with the newspaper looking for anything he could hopefully find for income. But his mind wandered, wondering what she was doing, if she was okay, and what was going on in her little part of the world. He had known she was the one who had set the murder four years ago, but he said nothing. He wouldn't betray her for anything in the world. Dropping the paper, Remus threw back the rest of his scalding tea and stood to go to bed. Tomorrow was a new day, and hopefully he could find some odd job that could pay his portion of the bills for the month.

"You promised! You swore you would keep them safe!" Severus yelled brokenly. Albus watched him from his desk, watched as the man before him broke in two and slid down the wall, having nothing left to keep him standing. "You promised she would be okay."

The door opened just then, and Lilith Snape walked in, barely glancing at her brother who stared up at her with poignant eyes. She walked directly to Dumbledore and spoke quickly.

"The Death Eaters are in an uproar, they don't know what to do. All of them are at the home of Lucius Malfoy. They'll be moving any moment though, to the Lestrange home. I'm expected there. I can't tell you who gave up their location, but I assume your already aware. Potter…"

"Is taken care of," Dumbledore answered with a nod.

"As for me? My brother?"

"Both of you were double agents for me. Safe as long as your under my watch, which you will be."

Lilith nodded and turned to her brother who still clutched to his robes over his heart. Dumbledore place a hand on her shoulder and walked closer to the man, speaking to him, telling him of the young Harry Potter. Of his eyes, the exact shape and color of Lilly's. Lilith watched with disinterest. It was his own fault really, running to the Dark Lord looking for a higher position with the information he had. Finally through his pain, her brother promised to help protect the young boy.

Dumbledore looked to her then, nodding his consent. She walked over and kicked the broken man harshly. "Stand up, you great useless lug," she said harshly. His head snapped up at her words and met her cold eyes. She didn't speak any of the thoughts she had, rather she reached down and hauled him to his feet. "Try and make yourself look presentable. Your going to face a lot of bark at this, and you had better act yourself. No reason getting our covers blown before need be, I'd rather live past tonight."

With a turn the two were gone, leaving Albus to go about what he had to go about.

A/N

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