Author's Note: Hi, thanks for all the reviews you guys! I officially have internet! J

Also, thanks for those who read my NCIS oneshot- I'm currently working on another NCIS shortfic, but haven't seen all of season 8 yet.

Anyways here is another update; I know y'all are waiting on it.

~LilReporterGirl

I awoke before Snape the next morning, but only a few minutes before. I barely had time to remember why I felt so tired and miserable before he was kissing my neck, his breath warm on my skin.

"Stop," I said heavily.

"I don't want to," he said, using his tongue to send shivers down my spine.

"I have to tell you something," I said, sitting up.

He looked up at me curiously, then sat up as well. I took a deep breath.

"Albus told Lupin he could stay here and work on the farm," I said quickly, in one breath.

He stared at me wordlessly.

"…When does he arrive?" he asked finally.

"He's already here," I said quietly. "He showed up last night."

"So that's why you went for a walk."

"No, Severus, it's not like that. I didn't even want him to stay. …Look. Look at me," I said, taking his face in my hands and forcing him to look in my eyes. He knew what I meant and delved into my mind with Legilimency.

I reviewed the night's events for him, hesitating when I reached the scene with Lily in the barn.

"I'm not sure you want to see…" I said softly.

"What is it you don't want me to see?" he asked.

"It's not that I don't want you to see… You wouldn't want you to see."

"I don't understand," he said, sounding somewhat irritated.

"Well…do you remember the summer I stayed with you, when Ellen went on vacation?"

"Of course I do."

"Well do you remember the day I saw that girl?"

"What girl?" he snorted.

"The girl that looked like me!" I snapped.

He instantly fell silent and his face paled.

"Wh- wha-?"

"Lily."

He stared at me, then looked away.

"You have to show me," he said hoarsely.

"You don't believe me? That's nice," I said huffily.

"No… I do believe you. …That's the problem."

Without saying anything further, he delved into my mind, rather painfully.

I let him see the memory, then he pulled out. He stood and walked over to the window, looking out. He glanced at the cowgirl hat, which was laid alongside my wand on the bedside table, then he turned back to the window.

"Why you?" he murmured, barely loud enough for me to hear.

"Believe me, I asked myself the same thing several times last night," I said.

He leaned his forehead against the glass of the window.

"Leave me," he said softly. "…I need some time alone."

"Fine," I said, shoving my feet into my shoes. I thrust my wand into my pocket and put Lily's hat on my head.

"Don't…" he said and I paused with my hand on the door. "Don't be mad at me."

"Why would I be?" I said quietly.

Snape's POV

I sat in my room until I heard the lunch bell. By then I had regained control of my emotions…mostly. Now I wanted to see what Lupin was doing and see how Olivia was acting around him. She had seemed loathe to have him here…but then she had fixed up his arm and let him sleep in her bed.

I made my way downstairs to the dining room where most everyone was already seated. Olivia was at the opposite end of the table from Lupin. He was sitting amongst some of the workers, talking cheerfully. Olivia shot him a dirty look, then saw me and motioned for me to come sit beside her. She still wore the hat Lily had given her.

"You okay?" she asked me quietly when I sat down.

"Yes."

"Sure?"

I nodded, and began eating.

"I thought we'd get started on the Wolfsbane Potion today," I said casually as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

"You want to try it?" she asked, sounding surprised.

"Of course. Don't you?"

"Well, yeah. I discussed it with Don earlier and he said we can use one of the unused barns to brew the potion in."

"I suppose that will suffice. The problem is, we don't have all the ingredients we need."

"I thought of that as well," she said, sounding somewhat pleased with herself. "There's a Wizarding village called Cian that's not too far form here- maybe a two hour flight. I asked Ms. Hudson this morning. She said she goes there every once in a while. Apparently she can do simple potions."

"Many Squibs find themselves capable at potions, as there isn't a lot of magic involved," I said. "Well, it seems you've thought of everything. When do we leave?"

"Whenever you want to."

I glanced down the table at Lupin, who Ms. Hudson was encouraging to eat more in a motherly tone.

"How about after lunch?" I suggested.

"Sounds excellent," she said.

After we ate, I went upstairs to get my cloak and the magic carpet. Olivia was waiting for me just outside the front door.

"Do they all know?" I asked as we walked away from the house. "About what Lupin is?"

"Most of them. He's not the first werewolf to stay here, apparently."

We waited until we were out of sight of the house before putting the magic carpet down and sitting on it. I tapped the carpet and we ascended into the air.

We didn't talk much the ride to Cian.

"I can't believe Ms. Hudson never told me about the Wizarding village. You'd think Ellen and I would have gone here before," Olivia said as we were flying. She had a map spread out in front of her.

"I've heard of the village before, but I didn't know it was this close."

"Do you think they'll have different ingredients? Stuff we can't get in Diagon Alley?"

"I believe so. I just hope they will have everything we need."

We touched down outside the Muggle village of Loch, like Ms. Hudson said we should when she'd given us the map. We walked through the village and found the pub called McAllisters. It was a dodgy little place, not unlike the Leaky Cauldron in London. There were no Muggles inside the pub, it was all witches and wizards eating and drinking. None of them said anything to us. Olivia let me through to a hall in the back where there were two payphones.

"Ms. Hudson said take the receiver and dial 91773," she said, taking one of the phones. I took the other and we dialed at the same time. Nothing happened for a moment, then- we were whisked through the phones by our ears.

We were deposited at the end of a dark alley, but beyond we could see the light, and activity of the village of Cian.

"Cool," Olivia said as we walked towards the light. "But I think I prefer the brick gateway in Diagon Alley."

There were dozens of shops of all sorts, not unlike Diagon Alley, but with more taverns and tobacco shops. There was a wand shop, a broom shop, an animal shop, a sweetshop filled with kids of all ages. There was even a branch of Gringott's bank.

Olivia insisted on going into every shop. I didn't mind so much- there was a lot of stuff you couldn't find in Diagon Alley. Plus any time spent with her was time she wasn't spending with Lupin.

She spent the most amount of time in the petshop. I believe she petted, hugged or talked to every animal in there. I just followed her around, a small smile on my face.

We went into the bookstore next door. Here I branched out on my own and found a few books on the Dark Arts and Potions that I purchased. When I met up with Olivia she carried several Potions books as well as a book entitled Olde Irish Folklore and Mythological Creatures of Ireland.

We saved the best shop for last, of course. It was late afternoon when we finally entered Areal's Apothecary. The witch at the coutner was young- in her mid-twenties maybe. She was dressed in all-black Muggle clothes. She had black hair and bright blue eyes that scanned disinterestedly the pages of some magazine. She had multiple piercings and tattoos.

While Olivia looked around at all the unusual ingredients, I gathered the things we would need to prepare the Wolfsbane. She asked a lot of good questions that I didn't know the answers to but wouldn't admit it. Gradually, the witch behind the counter took an interest in her and walked over to where Olivia stood. The two quickly made friends. The girl's name was Athena and her mother owned the Apothecary but she was on vacation.

"So I'm stuck here alone," Athena said, rolling her eyes. "It's very boring. And always the same people…until now. You two aren't from around here, are you?"

Olivia looked at me and I shrugged.

"Our family owns a farm a few miles away. We're on vacation," she told her friend.

"That's cool. I wish I could go on vacation," Athena siad with a sigh. "…Hey, if you two need a place to stay the night there's a little inn right outside of town. My boyfried is the owner's son. I work there sometimes, too, when I'm not stuck in this lump."

"But this place is amazing," Olivia protested. "And you know all about the ingredients and everything."

"Eh. I've had it drilled into my head since I was a baby," Athena siad dismissively. "I think I was born knowing some of this stuff."

Olivia's POV

It was dark out when we left the Apothecary. I'd spent most of the time talking to Athena. Snape had managed to keep himself interested in the different potions ingredients and kept thumbing through one of the books he'd gotten to check recipes.

We stood ouside the Apothecary in silence, looking at the street around us. A few witches and wizards still walked down the streets but most everyone had gone inside. Owners were putting 'closed' signs in shop windows. Lights still winkled in taverns and restaurants. Laughter and music came from inside one called The Selkies Den.

I looked at Snape and saw he was looking at me, waiting for me to decide what to do. He had followed me all day, patient and compliant. This was a new attitude for him. I decided I liked this side of him.

"I don't particularly want to fly back to the farm tonight…do you?" I asked.

"Not in the least. …Do you want to go to the place your friend suggested?"

"You were actually listening?"

"Of course."

"Huh. Yeah we can go there, but let's get something to eat first. I'm starved."

"Right. Do you want to go in there?" he asked, nodding to the Selkie's Den.

"No, I was thinking we could go someplace quieter. Let's walk down this way, I think I recall passing a place."

"Okay."

"You know, I could get used to this," Is aid as we walked together down the sidewalk.

"What?" he asked with a small smile.

"You, doing everything I say."

He scowled.

"I do not do everything you say," he scoffed.

"Today you have been."

"Well-" he said and stopped, obviously unable to think of anything to say.

I smiled fondly and took his hand in mine.

The place we ate dinner was a quiet little pub. A few couples, some old, some young, sat in booths, talking quietly amongst themselves. Snape and I sat in a booth in the back, almost hidden in the shadows. When the waitress came to take our order, I boldly ordered a glass of elf wine with my meal from a significantly extensive list of alcoholic beverages on the back of the menu. Snape looked at me but said nothing. When he ordered, he asked for a glass of wine as well.

"You're a student," he said lightly. "You can't drink wine."

"I'm of age. Besides- we're not in school now, are we?" I asked with a little smile. "Obviously it's okay, or you wouldn't have let me order it."

The waitress brought us the wine before our food was ready. I began to sip it slowly.

"…Did you see what the Apothecary had?" I asked after a moment.

"They had many things, Olivia," he said with a faint smile.

"I mean the honeysuckle."

"…Of course. I bought some, didn't I?"

"Did you know that it was used in potions?"

"I had never heard it before, no."

"Athena confirmed that it has been used to ease fatigue and nausea."

"I was listening. …If she's right about the Wolfsbane, it'll be a medical breakthrough."

We both knew 'she' didn't mean Athena. It meant Lily.

"…She always did have good instincts when it came to potions…" he said after a moment, "Better than me."

"She told me I had good instincts," I said softly.

"You do have very good instincts," he said, looking into my eyes for the first time since I'd brought up the honeysuckle and the memory of Lily.

At that moment the waitress brought our food and the conversation shifted to lighter topics. We talked about the food. We talked about how stereotypical it was for an Irish pub to have so many types of alcohol. We drank a lot and when we left I was feeling tipsy. Luckily Snape had sense enough to ask the waitress for directions to the inn. I leaned against him for support and he put his arm around me as we walked down the street.

My brain felt pleasantly fuzzy. I didn't even care that the woman at the front desk was shooting us dirty looks when Snape checked us into the inn for the night.

"She thinks the worst of us," Snape said as he helped me up the stairs. "Everyone disapproves of our relationship."

"Man, fuck her," I slurred.

"Olivia, hush," Snape said, sounding surprised, but he was smiling.

"You know you love it," I said, leaning unsteadily against the wall while Snape unlocked the door to the room.

The room was very simple. Two beds, a lamp on the bedside table, a small table with two chairs and a dresser. I stumbled over to the bed and flopped down.

"Olivia, you can't go to sleep. We have to start the Wolfsbane tonight," Snape said.

"We can't transport it back to the ranch, can we?" I asked without opening my eyes.

"We can. Come on, up," he said, pulling me to my feet.

Snape had good tolerance, apparently. Lucky for me, because I couldn't even remember the steps for the Wolfsbane. I sat at the table and did whatever Snape told me. I sliced, grounded and chopped. Finally Snape took the knife away from me.

"Go lay down. You are mutilating those valerian roots," he said, pulling me to my feet.

"I'm fine, I can help," I insisted.

"It's okay. It's almost done anyway."

He looked down at me and I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. He put his arms around me and I put my hand on his belt.

"No," he said, leading me over to the bed and laying me down. "Potion comes first."

I chuckled.

"You'll cum first," I said. He shook his head and walked back over to the cauldron.

I watched him in silence. I wasn't tired anymore. I just watched him until the potion was done for the night. It was past midnight. I sat up and motioned for him to come over to the bed. He knelt and kissed me.

"I intend to keep my word," I said when we stopped to catch our breath.

"What's that?"

"You'll cum first," I murmured.

"Ha. We'll see about that."

We kissed some more and I moved so that I straddled him.

"Lay down," I ordered, and he did what I said, like he had done all day. I smiled to myself- I was going to have fun with this newfound power over him.

Less than fifteen minutes later, I was on top of him, riding his throbbing cock. We were making no effort to be quiet. He was moaning and groaning, trying desperately not to cum. I was screaming for him to do the opposite.

"Fuck me, Severus. Cum for me. Cum inside of me, just do it!"

Finally he let go and exploded inside of me. With a final moan I came as well, riding him until we were both spent, then collapsing on the bed bedside him.

"Told you so," I said with a smirk once I had caught my breath.

He said nothing but kissed me again and put his arms around me.

Snape's POV

I really didn't want to leave Cian the next morning and I could tell Olivia didn't want to either. Neither of us said anything aloud, however, because we both knew we needed to be somewhere stable to work on the Wolfsbane, which currently sat in the middle of the flying carpet, a stasis spell on it to keep it from sloshing. We were experimenting with the potion, something that was potentially disastrous. We had only the word of…Olivia's freaky spiritual encounter. I shook this thought form my mind and focused on something else- Lupin. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't need the Wolfsbane and wouldn't have to leave Cian.

"To be fair," Olivia said aloud. "We wouldn't have come to Cian if it weren't for Lupin."

She had her mind linked with mine as we flew through the blue sky, above the clouds.

"I think you're getting a little too comfortable in my head," I said, employing my Occlumency.

"You didn't even notice, did you?" she said, grinning and sounding pleased with herself.

I scoffed by what she said unnerved me. I had never let my guard down with anyone else like that before. Sure I knew I could trust Olivia and I loved her…but there were things in my head she didn't need to see or hear…for her own good. Things from my Death Eater days. Things concerning the Dark Lord.

It was late morning when we reached the borders of the farm and touched down.

"We should hide the cauldron, then move it into the old stable later tonight," Olivia said. I nodded my head in agreement. Some of the workers were Muggles, after all.

We hid the cauldron in a clump of trees and cast several enchantments so no one would stumble upon it. We walked towards the house together. As we approached we could see workers in the fields, picking vegetables and pulling weeds. Among the workers pulling weeds was Lupin and he had no shirt on. I glanced indiscreetly at Olivia to judge her reaction and was pleased to see she wasn't looking at him at all.

Ms. Hudson greeted us at the door and was more than ready to accept our excuse of being too tired to fly home.

"You made it home just in time for lunch, dears. Oh and Severus, an owl came for you this morning," Ms. Hudson said, bustling us into the house.

"An owl?" I repeated.

"Yes. I put the letter upstairs in your room. Olivia, dear, would you ring the lunch bell for me?" she asked her. Olivia looked at me questioningly as I started up the stairs.

"Go on. I'll be right down," I assured her.

I went upstairs and found the letter lying on the pillow on the freshly-made bed. The handwriting on the front was only too familiar. As I read it, my heart dropped like a stone.

I made my way back downstairs after stowing the letter away in my pocket. Most everyone was already seated at the table, eating lunch, including Lupin who was talking quietly with Ms. Hudson. He said Hello to me as I passed by on my way to sit beside Olivia. I ignored him, of course.

"What's wrong?" Olivia asked as I sat down and began to fix myself a plate.

"How do you know that anything is the matter?"

"I know you, Severus. Besides, you didn't deny it."

I sighed.

"I have to leave. Lucius needs my help on an assignment."

"What? But Severus- we're on vacation," she protested.

"I know. I'm sorry…but it's just for tonight. I'll be back in the morning."

She continued to look at me with her sad emerald eyes.

"I'm sorry," I said again. "If it were anyone but the Dark Lord…"

"…It's fine," she said. "…but what about the Wolfsbane?"

"You'll have to handle it on your own, I'm afraid."

"Brilliant," she said somewhat bitterly. "And how are you getting there and back?"

"Apparition. I'll do it in steps."

"Isn't that dangerous?"

"Not as dangerous as what I have to do," I said without thinking.

She stared at me silently.

"I'm not even going to ask," she said finally. "I know you won't tell me. …When do you have to leave?"

"Right after lunch would be best."

"Right. I'll walk you out…"

We ate in silence, taking our time. I went upstairs and gathered some things I might need. I left Olivia most of the potions ingredients as well as the magic carpet. Then she followed me outside to behind one of the barns.

"I'll see you in the morning, I guess," she said quietly. I put my arms around her and kissed her forehead.

"You can have fun without me. You can ride a horse or play with chickens or something. Just be safe," I said, still holding her.

"You be safe," she said. "…I love you."

"I love you, too," I murmured and kissed her. Then I stepped away from her- and Disapparated.