A Chance at Normal

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A/N: I am sorry that I haven’t updated in such a long while. Life sucks right

now and I just can’t seem to get back into the flow.


Chapter Seventeen: Continued Chaos

Severus was furious and a little scared. He knew that the ministry would be

poking into Lucian’s life just because of that damnable mark on his arm. It

wasn’t like he hadn’t risked his life to bring them back information when he

was a spy. But they didn’t care about how you atoned for your sins; you

would always be guilty and never redeemable in their eyes. He led Lucian

back toward the Great Hall to meet up with Lucius and Draco. Remus had

said that he was going to try and talk to Albus and then he would meet them

back down in his quarters.

Lucian was following his father blindly through the corridors, his body still

tense from the assault from the Auror. He could feel the bruises forming on

his arms where he was grabbed so roughly. He really needed Draco and his

unwavering support right now. Tonight was going to be hell. His

transformation was still going to be hard even with the forced shift from the

previous night and Wolfsbane potion. He was just glad that Remus was here,

he understood what he was going through; it would really help if there were

going to be more than one person with him during and after the

transformation tonight. He would see if Remus could stay with them tonight.

Lucian took a deep breath he was so tired and worn out. He hated how weak

he felt before the transformations.

Lucian looked up at his father. He could see that he was still furious, he

was just as mad but also a little scared. He swallowed harshly, Merlin his

throat was starting to hurt again. It had been over four hours since he had

last taken the numbing potion for his damaged throat. He needed another

dose but it was in his room down in the dungeons. He looked back over at

his father and seen that he didn’t look as mad but his face was masked of all

emotions. He noticed that he did that often when out around a lot of people,

he definitely needed to practice doing that as well. Lucian thought that he

was used to drawing attention to himself but this was different and definitely

not what he had expected. He had no idea that there where laws in place that

he could be subjected to just because his father had at one time been a

Deatheater. Maybe once they realized that his father had been a spy things

would be easier, but he had a feeling that they where only going to get

worse.

They finally reached the Great Hall and Lucian noticed that Lucius and

Draco were standing off to the side in the shadows so not to draw much

attention to themselves. Severus walked up to Lucius and in a hushed voice

told him what had just happened and said that they needed to get the boys

back down to his quarters. Lucian felt Draco grab his hand and he squeezed

it reassuringly. Draco had given him what he needed the most right then, his

unwavering support and love.

*****

Severus glanced at his son and seen that he was leaning into Draco for

support. This morning had taken a toll on his son; tonight was going to be

hell. He was thinking about asking Remus if he would stay with them

tonight, he had a feeling that Lucian would need that extra support. He had

been thinking about Remus a lot lately. It was rather odd that the man had

gone from being the one of the men that he had hated with a passion to

someone that he missed when he left the room.

Severus felt his heart clench, he was starting to feel something for the

blasted werewolf. Merlin only knows were this was going to lead him. He

seriously doubted that Rewoulwould ever feel anything for him other than

friendship. The man would never get over Black. Severus still couldn’t

believe what that filthy mutt had done. Minerva had told him that Remus

was coming back to teach and for him not to be an ass toward him. She then

had proceeded to fill him in on what he didn’t know about Remus and

Black’s past. He had just known about them being together after Lucian’s

fourth year, evidently Remus and Black had been seeing each other before

Black had got himself carted off to Azkaban and after he escaped

Dumbledore had sent him to Remus’s to recuperate. They had gotten back

together sometime after that and things were good for a while. Until Black

had been teamed up with Bill Weasley and sent out on various missions for

Dumbledore did things start to go wrong. When Black had come back in

May he had announced it to the entire Order that he and Bill where engaged.

He had never told Remus that he was seeing someone other than him and

didn’t have the decency to tell him about Bill before he told everyone else.

He had wanted to kill Black when he seen the look on Remus’s face that

night. Remus didn’t say anything to Black; he just stood from the table and

walked out of the room slowly. It was only then had Black realized what he

had done. Remus hadn’t talked to Black since that night and Black had left

London the next day and hadn’t reed. ed. The last he had heard was that

Black was staying with Weasley in Romania. He hoped that he stayed there.

He had a distinct feeling that if he where to see the bastard he would

probably kill him, if Lucian didn’t get to him first. To say that Lucian was

upset at his godfather’s actions would be a mild statement. Black had done

something in Lucian’s book that was unforgivable; He had hurt someone

that Lucian considered part of his family. Severus knew that Lucian would

be out for blood if Black ever came back. He could honestly say that he was

surprised that the mutt hadn’t been here yet today. After all his beloved

Godson had been declared dead just a few hours before. But it was just as

well that he hadn’t showed up here yet. Because then he would have to keep

Remus and Lucian from staining his floor with blood, and oh how he hated it

when there where blood stains on his dungeon floors. Such a pain to clean.

*****

Lucius glanced back at his son and Lucian. It was hard to believe

everything that had happened in the last couple hours. Then again nothing

ever seemed to be normal around Lucian. Lucius thought back to the press

conference and the look on the minister’s face when Dumbledore had

announced The Boy-Who-Lived had died. He would savor that moment for

the rest of his life. He hated the Minister with a passion. There was just

something about the man that made him rest uneasy. Narcissa had never

liked the man either, Merlin how he missed her. He knew that he would

never find a woman like her ever again, he didn’t want to either. She had

been a one in a million, his Cissa. She had been a great mother to Draco

when he had to be an absolute bastard to the boy. He could remember the

many nights that she had held him while he cried for having to be

particularly cruel to Draco. He could remember her soft words of

reassurance that one day they would be able to be the family they were

meant to be, and that Draco was a strong boy and would understand and

forgive him.

Lucius hastily swiped the tears from his eyes before they could fall. Cissa

would have wanted him to be strong and not cry over her death after all she

died the way that she had wanted to. For her loved ones.

*****

Lucian was gripping Draco’s hand tightly as the walked a few steps behind

their fathers. As they walked into the corridor that lead to Severus’s quarters

Lucian glanced up at the door and noticed that Remus was standing in front

of the door waiting on them. When they got closer Lucian noticed that

Remus was leaning against the wall for support, he was shaking violently.

The group rushed toward Remus and just as Severus reached him, Remus

collapsed into his arms.

“Lucian, open the door!” Severus barked out. He scooped Remus up into his

arms and walked through the now open door. Severus walked briskly over to

the couch and laid Remus down on it as gently as he could.

“Remus…Remus…wake up.” Severus said softly to the unconscious man in

front of him. “Come on Remy, wake up so you can tell us what’s wrong.”

He whispered urgently.

“Ugh…” Remus’s eyes snapped open, “Oh Merlin Sev, we are in such deep

shit!”

This statement definitely alarmed the rest of the occupants of the room.

Lucian looked up sharply at Draco and then at his father. Whatever it was, it

most likely would affect him and not for the better.

“What happened, what’s wrong?” Severus asked Remus calmly. It would

not be good for anyone if they were all hysterical before they even knew

what was going on.

“Albus told me to meet him in his office, something had happened and he

needed to inform me and you.” Remus said his voice oddly high pitched and

tense. “The Ministry is rounding up all of the Werewolves. They are going

to brand us and put a monitoring charm on us. If any refuse, the Ministry is

calling for immediate execution on the grounds of treason. It is the

Ministry’s last-ditch effort to look good in the eyes of the public by saying

that they are doing something to prevent ‘Dark Creatures’ from joining

Voldemort.”

Lucian looked at Draco and then back to his father and Remus, “We’re

Fucked.”