Follow Me

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[...] or {...} = mindspeak
~...~ = parseltongue
'...' = thought


Chapter 3


Severus’ suite was located not far from the potions classroom and lab, in the dungeons. As they entered the room Norische found he already liked the general feel of the room. It was dark and dank…as most dungeons should be. There was an air of mystery about the place but it was definitely to Norische’s tastes. The room was done in forest greens, black and silver, with highlights of burgundy and gold here and there. There was a huge fireplace on the right side of the room, it took up about half the wall, and the rest was covered with bookshelves. Each shelf was crammed with books, parchments, scrolls or containers of some form. Bottle after bottle of potion ingredients covered almost one entire wall. Norische was immediately enthralled. There were two comfortable leather wing back chairs by the fireplace and a convenient round table between the two, a large over stuffed sofa sat behind the chairs and framed in the fireplace perfectly. In the far left corner there was a huge mahogany desk that had exquisite craftsmanship on the detail work. There was a large black leather office chair behind the desk and the desk was literally covered with papers and scrolls…apparently Severus was getting ready for classes.

“Where should I put this, father?” Norische held up his cape.

Severus smiled a sad smile at being called ‘father’, but recovered quickly. “My room… our room, is the second door to on the left. Your room will be the first… ah…if you wish to stay with me that is. You do always have the option to stay in the dorms with the other students, but… I do have the spare room.” Severus was trying to be so calm; unfortunately, he was doing a lousy job of it.

So, Norische thought he would make it easy for him. “If its ok with you I will probably spend my first couple of weeks in the dorm, that way I can get to know the other students. Then I will probably be staying here or switching back and forth. I would however like to set up some of my stuff so that I can do any of my major studying here.”

Severus was very pleased with what Norische had to say so he simply nodded. Remus was smiling as well…glad to see the two could compromise on things.

Norische spotted his trunks and went over to them. “Alohomora.” He unlocked the bigger trunk and took out a small black box and then handed it to Severus. “These are the one’s that need to be kept cool. Where should I put them?”

“Let me see them first. I don’t wish to put the items in with something that might explode.” Severus took the box and opened it. Checking the vials inside, he raised an eyebrow as he went through the box noting each ingredient separately. “Some of these items, are shall I say, questionable at best. How did you get these ingredients?”

Remus was concerned so he went over to look at the vials as well. “Anamorphagus bile? Salamander blood? Acromantula venom? Doxy venom? Werewolf blood? Erumpet fluid? Lobalug venom? Basilisk venom? Manticore poison? Ashwinder venom? Phoenix tears?
Unicorn milk? Runespoor eggs? Norische some of these items are very dangerous, and most of them are illegal for you to have…how did you get these?”

“I like to keep hard to find ingredients with me, and yes some of those are restricted, but that is just to people that don’t know how to use them correctly. As to how did I get them, I normally don’t have a problem finding the more…shady… areas of town, where you can buy anything if you have the money or the trade for it.”

Remus whispered something into Severus’ ear, who whispered back then nodded. “Norische, I will put these items in my storage area, but you will not be permitted to use them without supervision.”

“WHAT!” Norische started to walk over to Severus. “No way! These are mine; I can’t help it if I can find things that other people don’t want me to find. You can’t take my stuff from me.”

“Young man, whether you wish to acknowledge it or not, I do indeed have the right to do exactly that. These items are dangerous, and until you prove to me that, you know how to handle them then you will not be permitted to have them. Is that clear?”

Norische looked at him for a moment then turned and bent down rummaging through the trunk once again. He lifted out three boxes, and handed them to Severus. “You will probably want these too then.” Norische reached into his pants pocket he made sure he had his cigarettes and lighter and mumbled something about needing to smoke, and walked out the door of the suite before Severus or Remus could say anything.

Severus looked at Remus worried. Then put the boxes down on the coffee table and started going through them. Exotic ingredients from all over the world, some were dangerous but most were just extremely rare.

“Remus, tell me I didn’t just make a huge mistake.” Severus asked.

“You didn’t love, you made the right choice. You have no idea of his skills and until you do you must be cautious. Most of these items are not for the average, hell even the above average potions student. You did what any good parent would do.”

“I need to talk to him though. I don’t want him thinking that I don’t trust him or that I doubt his skill… I don’t know what his skills are… will you come with me to speak to him?” Severus desperately needed the calm cool mind of his werewolf right now.

“Of course love.” Remus ran his hand through Severus’ thick black hair and kissed him on the cheek. “Let’s go find our son.”

“Our son?”

“You don’t mind do you.” Remus blushed.

“Not at all, I very much like the sound of that actually.”

Severus kissed Remus on the forehead and then headed out to find their son.

*****

They walked slowly, not truly in a hurry… trying to allow Norische enough time to calm down. As they reached the courtyard, Remus heard something strange, and turned his head to listen. It was the sound of someone getting violently ill. “Severus, it sounds like Norische is sick…”

“What? Where?” Both Severus and Remus rushed over to where Norische was bent over retching horribly.

Norische had barely made it to the courtyard when the first wave of nausea hit him. He grabbed his stomach with one hand and pulled his hair back away form his face with the other, as spasm after spasm hit and everything he had eaten for the last two days decided it liked being out side his body much better than being inside.

Severus reached Norische and wrapped his hands around his waist supporting him, while Remus grabbed his hair and held it for him. This allowed Norische to brace himself with his hands on his thighs, giving him just a little more stability. He didn’t even care that he was puking in front of his new father; he just appreciated the strong arms he was leaning on.

After several minutes of desperately attempting to calm his stomach, finally Norische took several deep breaths and stood upright again. Avoiding looking at both his father and Remus.

“All you all right? I have a potion for nausea if you want it?” Severus asked

“It wont work, and I am fine… I just need to sit down.”

“Why will the potion not work, what is the matter?” Severus asked, his level of concern rose dramatically at Norische’s comment.

“The potion you have is probably for a human, I’m vampyre… it wont work.” Conspicuously avoiding the second half of the question.

Remus conjured a glass of cold water and a wet washcloth and gave both to Norische. Then repeated Severus’ question. “Do you know what is wrong?”

Norische accepted the glass of water thankfully and rinsed his mouth out spitting the water on the ground then drank down the rest of the contents. He handed the glass back to Remus and washed his face with the cold cloth, again avoiding the question.

“Norische… answer me please… what is the matter?” Severus did not like the fact that the boy had refused to answer; it only made him worry more.

Norische sighed and gave the washcloth back to Remus, thanking him.

“Norische… if you do not tell me what is wrong I fully intend to take you to our medical facilities here and have them tell me what is wrong.” Severus warned.

Again, Norische sighed. “I don’t do well with threats father.” He took out his cigarettes and lit one, taking a long drag on the clove cigarette, allowing the delicious flavor of clove to mask the bitter taste of the vomit still hiding at the back of his throat.

“I am not threatening you Norische, I am simply stating a fact. If either you don’t know what is wrong or you don’t wish to tell me, then I will take you to Madam Pomfrey and have her check you out so that I may know what I can do to help you.”

“There is nothing you can do to help me.” Norische said finally.

“Why? What’s wrong? Tell me Dammit!” Severus could feel the fear in him, and did not like the feeling.

Norische walked over to one of the courtyard benches and sat down, taking another drawl on the cigarette. Norische cleared his throat and prepared himself to answer. “You know that my mother was vampyre right?”

“I didn’t know until you told me earlier, but now I am aware of that fact yes.”

“She was a pranic vamp. Do you know what that means father?” Norische asked, looking down at the ground by his feet.

Remus spoke up. “A pranic vampyre is an individual that feeds off of sexual energy, am I correct?”

“Pretty much. I am pranic as well; although I border on elemental too. But primarily I am pranic.” Norische stated quietly as if he were afraid of Severus’ reaction.

“How does this explain your vomiting, son?” Severus asked concerned. Admittedly, he knew less about vampyres than he did about werewolves but Remus seemed to understand it well enough.

“I didn’t want to cause so much trouble. Damn the timing!”

“You are not causing trouble, what about timing?” Severus insisted.

“IthinkImgoingintoseason” Norische mumbled.

“I didn’t hear you, what did you say?”

“I said I think I am going into season.” Norische stood up and walked away from the shocked men.

Remus looked over to Severus and then quickly walked over to Norische. “Your sixteen right. Have you ever gone in season before?”

“Yeah, for a few years now… about fourteen months ago was the last time.” Norische answered

“Tell me about it. I know you are aware that I am a werewolf, so I do have some idea of what you are going through but my going into heat is not quite like you going into season. Please explain it too me.” Remus asked patiently.

Norische sighed deeply. “About every eight to ten months I go into season, it normally last for anywhere from three weeks to almost three months. Last time it should have happened was right after my mother died, Pari said that the stress from her death probably caused me to miss my cycle and that means that this one is going to be much worse.” Norische puffed on his cigarette and continued. “I think it started two days ago, but I am not sure… it always kinda sneaks up on me, then I get hit like a ton of bricks.”

Norische really didn’t want to discuss this but apparently, he had no choice. “It normally starts off with headaches, then muscle aches, then the nausea and vomiting…. especially when I get upset or emotional, then night sweats, stomach cramps, dizziness, passing out…it all depends.”

Severus walked over to him and put his hand on his son’s shoulder. “What can we do to help.”

“Get me laid…” Norische said laughingly.

“Excuse me?” Severus questioned shocked.

“Sorry… but that is basically the problem. My body is building up reserves of certain hormones and storing them for breading purposes. Unfortunately, I’m not breeding, I don’t have someone to cover that position right now, so I am slowly being poisoned by my own body.

“Does it specifically have to be breeding, or can simple sexual release suffice?” Remus asked with a deep blush.

“Well…in the past it didn’t matter. As long as there was another individual involved.”

“So you must have a partner?” Remus asked

“Yeah, two years ago the doctor had me working it two and three times a day… but Pari said he was an idiot and changed doctor’s. She stated that simple sexual release wont cut it, that I needed the emotional side of it as well.”

“Working it?” Remus wasn’t sure he wanted to know.

Norische looked at him then looked away and blushed. “Uhhh….yeah…umm… stroking it… jacking off.”

“I see.” Remus knew he hadn’t wanted to know….

“Father, I didn’t intend for this to happened. I was hoping it was just my nerves that was making me sick.” Norische looked down at the ground. “I hate being in season, I feel like such a freak.”

“You are not a freak. All vampyre have the same issues, just like all werewolves go into heat.” Remus hated seeing Norische so upset with himself when it wasn’t his fault.

“Is there no potion that they can give you? I know that Madam Pomfrey has worked with multiple species before. I think we should take you down to see her and see if there is something that she has that can help.” Severus suggested.

“Normally I would say no, but if I am going to start school here tomorrow then maybe I should see what she can do.” Norische’s shoulders slumped and he hung his head, desperately not wanting to do this. He took one final hit from his cigarette and turned towards Remus and Severus, with a very reluctant acceptance.

Severus put his hand on his son’s shoulder and followed Remus who led the way to the medical ward.

*****

“Madam Pomfrey, this is my son…Norische De LeNoir. He wishes to speak with you about a problem he is having.” Poppy just barely showed her surprise at Severus’ statement.

“What can I do for you Mr. De LeNoir?” Poppy asked.

“Call me Norische for starters.” He said with a sad smile. Then Norische looked over to his father and realized that he and Remus were not going to leave the room so he started explaining what was happening to Madam Pomfrey.

“Pranic Vampyre, that is going to make the symptoms much stronger I am afraid. How long since it started?”

“Two days I think, but I am not sure. I have been really stressed out, meeting my father for the first time and all. So the headaches and nausea could have been from that and not me going into season, but it is way past due right now and so I am afraid that I am.” Norische knew what the next battery of questions would be and he dreaded them.

“When was the last time you were sexually active?”

“Ah…do you mean, myself or with someone?”

“Both.”

Norische cleared his throat and concentrated on the floor in front of him. “Last night for by myself, and four months ago with someone else.”

“Four months ago? So you don’t have an active girlfriend at this point?”

“Boyfriend and no, not really.”

“Ok….” Raising an eyebrow at the boyfriend comment, but letting it past. “Are you having any sexual difficulties? Anything that would prevent you from choosing someone at this point.”

“No, I had someone… but … I really don’t wish to discuss it, if you don’t mind.”

“Very well. I am going to give you a few things to take with you to help with the symptoms and yes before you say anything they are focused on vampyre. This is a potion to calm your stomach, these will help with the headaches, this one will help with the muscles and joint pain, and this one will help with your emotions and nerves. I think that these will at least calm the symptoms to a bearable level and give you the opportunity to find someone appropriate. However, I am going to see if I can find something that might be able to block the hormones in general, unfortunately that may take a while. Severus you know which of this potions are which and you know about dosage so I will leave them in your control. If you need any thing or your symptoms get worse let me know.”

*****

Severus took one final look at Norische before he closed the door to the room and allow his son to get some sleep.

Remus was sitting by the fireplace sipping on a cup of tea, going over the list of students for his classes, and making notes here and there, when Severus came over and sat down.

“How’s he doing.” Remus asked.

“He is already asleep, apparently the sleeping draft is quite a bit stronger than normal sleeping potions.” Severus sighed.

“You know, I think he was worried about telling you that he had a medical problem. I think he believed that you would send him away or be angry with him.” Remus stated.

“I felt that as well, although I don’t see how anyone could be angry with a child when it isn’t their fault they are sick.”

“He isn’t exactly a child but I agree…” Remus yawned. “Severus, I am very sleepy myself so I think I am going to turn in, care to join me?” Remus asked with a loving smile.

Severus looked at Remus and smiled. “I suppose these lists can wait until tomorrow.” With that the two of them disappeared into their room.