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Fighting Among the Ranks
Chapter 38
“Put that on your hand it’ll help.” Mrs Weasley handed Sirius an icepack as the man sat opposite Severus at the table. Severus glared at Sirius who glared unblinkingly back.
“Anyone would think you two are children the way you act.” Albus muttered irritably he himself sporting a shining bruise on his cheek where a wayward punch had connected.
“That mangy mutt over there doesn’t understand anything other than childish banter headmaster.” Severus spat coldly wincing a little as Poppy applied the last of the magical stitches to Severus arm where Sirius had caught him with the kitchen knife.
“No I just don’t understand pompous gits like you, who refuse to complete a sentence without using at least one word that has more than six syllables.” Sirius growled at Severus who narrowed his eyes and threw daggers at his rival.
“You truly are a narrow minded, sanctimonious moron aren’t you Black. I’m surprised your family didn’t accept you better after all you have all the Black family traits.” Severus allowed himself a brief smug smile as Black flew up from his chair at the table attempting and failing to reach over and throttle Severus again.
“You’re a bastard Snape, a slimy fucking bastard. I can’t believe I allowed your sick marriage to Harry to even happen. You’ll never change, you’ll make his life a constant living hell and it’ll be a good day the day I’m dancing on your grave.” Just as Snape’s cutting blow had caused Black’s reaction, Black’s remark had Severus himself on his feet his wand held out and pointed at Black’s head.
“You don’t know anything Black. Potter is my mate and there is nothing you can do about it and it would do you well to keep you misguided comments to yourself. What happens between Harry and I is our business and need I remind you I am now his closest relative and your so called authority of him is nothing.” Severus flicked his wand before anyone could react and in an instant Black’s mouth had sewn it self-shut. The hex wasn’t permanent but it would last several minutes enough to scare Black into keeping his mouth shut.
“Severus!” Lupin admonished as Black stopped struggling and began trying to speak, the panic in his eyes clear. Severus smiled in self-satisfaction before glancing at Lupin with undisguised jealousy.
“I told you Lupin, unless you want me to make your manhood severely shorter I suggest you don’t speak to me again.” Remus nodded quickly and sat Black down at the table. With a satisfied smile at having won the first round Snape shifted around the table and headed out of the kitchen.
”Where are you going?” Albus inquired as he saw his potion masters intent to leave. Severus paused in the door way and glanced back over his shoulder.
“To find Potter before something or someone else does.” There was an unintelligible muttering from in Black’s direction and Severus smiled at how nice it was not to hear the man’s comments. Severus went to turn to leave when he was hit in the stomach by a wave of magic that had him gasping for breath and slumping against the wall, profanity flying uncharacteristically from his mouth as a wave after wave of pain shot through his body.
“Severus!” Everyone who was able came to Severus’ side the man’s body wracked with pain, leaving him pale and shaking. Gritting his teeth against the pain Severus closed his eyes and in an instant he could hear Potter’s voice, calling out to him desperately. “Severus, please tell me what’s wrong.” Albus was knelt beside his professor, soothing the pain with a strong hand running up and down his back. Severus couldn’t speak and continued to suck in great breaths of air desperate to quell the pain. The moment he opened his eyes again however the pain was gone and Potters voice had faded. Slumping uselessly against the wall Severus shook his head at all the faces that were now standing above him staring down at him.
“Harry.” Severus whispered between his laboured breaths. It was only when Poppy gasped that Severus glanced down at his arm, to see blood pouring out of his dark mark and pooling like a puddle of water on the floor at his side. Over the past few months the dark mark had all but healed over completely but now it was angry red and glowing like fire. It wasn’t the usual feeling Severus had when he was being summoned it was a different feeling like the dark lord was enraged and had taken it out on his followers.
“What? What about Harry?” Sirius it seemed had unfortunately regained the use of his lips and Severus groaned as the mutt pushed his way through the crowd and knelt before his enemy.
“He’s gone, he’s not in Surrey anymore I felt him leave and the stupid boy didn’t…..” Severus trailed off consciously making the effort to stop his comment before he let something slip. Unconsciously Severus rubbed his stomach painfully, hoping against hope that what he’d felt hadn’t caused any harm to Harry or their child.
“What do you mean he’s not in Surrey?” Sirius was fuming and began shaking Severus’ shoulders angrily. Severus kicked out and pushed Sirius away from him sending the man sprawling out on the kitchen floor, as Severus shakily stood to his feet.
“I mean exactly that Black, I felt him apperate he’s not in Surrey any longer and I think he’s in trouble.” Severus closed his eyes again and tried to concentrate to hear Potter’s voice again but it was useless trying to hear anything with the noise in the kitchen. Over the past week Severus at night had been able to hear little snippets of Harry’s inner voice in his mind but he hadn’t mentioned it to anyone. Sharing thoughts was the final stage of a well-developed wizards bond and was rare, it went beyond even what Severus had expected from his union with Harry. Very few couples ever achieved full mind sharing capabilities, and it never happened below 50 odd years of union, let alone one year. Severus hadn’t wanted to mention it because he wanted to fully explore the possibility first yet it seemed Harry had other ideas. Shifting out of the noise kitchen into the relative quiet of the lounge room Severus closed his eyes again and focused on the weight of the ring around his wedding finger, and it’s connection with Harry. Almost immediately Severus heard Harry’s voice, calling his name over and over again. The hopelessness in Harry’s voice made Severus’ heart ache, wherever his lover was he wasn’t there willingly. Trying to send his own voice to Harry didn’t seem to work and in the end frustration made Severus lash out at the voices he could still hear in the kitchen.
“Will you lot shut up!” Severus growled angrily as he strode back into the kitchen and glared at the stunned crowd. None of them had seen Severus looking so uncomposed, his distress and worry clearly etched in his expression. Albus approached the stressed looking Severus and placed a comforting hand on the man’s shoulder.
“I’ve sent everyone out into the field to start searching for him Severus, perhaps you should just go and lie down a while…” Before Albus could finish his sentence Severus had cut him off with a firm shake of his head.
“No, I’m going to look for him as well.” With that Severus turned on his heel, and having grabbed a few things to stash in his cloak he swept out of the muggle house and apperated away. Severus knew Harry was in danger and despite their argument that morning he wasn’t going to let his mate go so easily. Sure he was irrationally jealous of Lupin but he did still love Harry no matter how angry he was at having found his lover in bed with another.
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“Put that on your hand it’ll help.” Mrs Weasley handed Sirius an icepack as the man sat opposite Severus at the table. Severus glared at Sirius who glared unblinkingly back.
“Anyone would think you two are children the way you act.” Albus muttered irritably he himself sporting a shining bruise on his cheek where a wayward punch had connected.
“That mangy mutt over there doesn’t understand anything other than childish banter headmaster.” Severus spat coldly wincing a little as Poppy applied the last of the magical stitches to Severus arm where Sirius had caught him with the kitchen knife.
“No I just don’t understand pompous gits like you, who refuse to complete a sentence without using at least one word that has more than six syllables.” Sirius growled at Severus who narrowed his eyes and threw daggers at his rival.
“You truly are a narrow minded, sanctimonious moron aren’t you Black. I’m surprised your family didn’t accept you better after all you have all the Black family traits.” Severus allowed himself a brief smug smile as Black flew up from his chair at the table attempting and failing to reach over and throttle Severus again.
“You’re a bastard Snape, a slimy fucking bastard. I can’t believe I allowed your sick marriage to Harry to even happen. You’ll never change, you’ll make his life a constant living hell and it’ll be a good day the day I’m dancing on your grave.” Just as Snape’s cutting blow had caused Black’s reaction, Black’s remark had Severus himself on his feet his wand held out and pointed at Black’s head.
“You don’t know anything Black. Potter is my mate and there is nothing you can do about it and it would do you well to keep you misguided comments to yourself. What happens between Harry and I is our business and need I remind you I am now his closest relative and your so called authority of him is nothing.” Severus flicked his wand before anyone could react and in an instant Black’s mouth had sewn it self-shut. The hex wasn’t permanent but it would last several minutes enough to scare Black into keeping his mouth shut.
“Severus!” Lupin admonished as Black stopped struggling and began trying to speak, the panic in his eyes clear. Severus smiled in self-satisfaction before glancing at Lupin with undisguised jealousy.
“I told you Lupin, unless you want me to make your manhood severely shorter I suggest you don’t speak to me again.” Remus nodded quickly and sat Black down at the table. With a satisfied smile at having won the first round Snape shifted around the table and headed out of the kitchen.
”Where are you going?” Albus inquired as he saw his potion masters intent to leave. Severus paused in the door way and glanced back over his shoulder.
“To find Potter before something or someone else does.” There was an unintelligible muttering from in Black’s direction and Severus smiled at how nice it was not to hear the man’s comments. Severus went to turn to leave when he was hit in the stomach by a wave of magic that had him gasping for breath and slumping against the wall, profanity flying uncharacteristically from his mouth as a wave after wave of pain shot through his body.
“Severus!” Everyone who was able came to Severus’ side the man’s body wracked with pain, leaving him pale and shaking. Gritting his teeth against the pain Severus closed his eyes and in an instant he could hear Potter’s voice, calling out to him desperately. “Severus, please tell me what’s wrong.” Albus was knelt beside his professor, soothing the pain with a strong hand running up and down his back. Severus couldn’t speak and continued to suck in great breaths of air desperate to quell the pain. The moment he opened his eyes again however the pain was gone and Potters voice had faded. Slumping uselessly against the wall Severus shook his head at all the faces that were now standing above him staring down at him.
“Harry.” Severus whispered between his laboured breaths. It was only when Poppy gasped that Severus glanced down at his arm, to see blood pouring out of his dark mark and pooling like a puddle of water on the floor at his side. Over the past few months the dark mark had all but healed over completely but now it was angry red and glowing like fire. It wasn’t the usual feeling Severus had when he was being summoned it was a different feeling like the dark lord was enraged and had taken it out on his followers.
“What? What about Harry?” Sirius it seemed had unfortunately regained the use of his lips and Severus groaned as the mutt pushed his way through the crowd and knelt before his enemy.
“He’s gone, he’s not in Surrey anymore I felt him leave and the stupid boy didn’t…..” Severus trailed off consciously making the effort to stop his comment before he let something slip. Unconsciously Severus rubbed his stomach painfully, hoping against hope that what he’d felt hadn’t caused any harm to Harry or their child.
“What do you mean he’s not in Surrey?” Sirius was fuming and began shaking Severus’ shoulders angrily. Severus kicked out and pushed Sirius away from him sending the man sprawling out on the kitchen floor, as Severus shakily stood to his feet.
“I mean exactly that Black, I felt him apperate he’s not in Surrey any longer and I think he’s in trouble.” Severus closed his eyes again and tried to concentrate to hear Potter’s voice again but it was useless trying to hear anything with the noise in the kitchen. Over the past week Severus at night had been able to hear little snippets of Harry’s inner voice in his mind but he hadn’t mentioned it to anyone. Sharing thoughts was the final stage of a well-developed wizards bond and was rare, it went beyond even what Severus had expected from his union with Harry. Very few couples ever achieved full mind sharing capabilities, and it never happened below 50 odd years of union, let alone one year. Severus hadn’t wanted to mention it because he wanted to fully explore the possibility first yet it seemed Harry had other ideas. Shifting out of the noise kitchen into the relative quiet of the lounge room Severus closed his eyes again and focused on the weight of the ring around his wedding finger, and it’s connection with Harry. Almost immediately Severus heard Harry’s voice, calling his name over and over again. The hopelessness in Harry’s voice made Severus’ heart ache, wherever his lover was he wasn’t there willingly. Trying to send his own voice to Harry didn’t seem to work and in the end frustration made Severus lash out at the voices he could still hear in the kitchen.
“Will you lot shut up!” Severus growled angrily as he strode back into the kitchen and glared at the stunned crowd. None of them had seen Severus looking so uncomposed, his distress and worry clearly etched in his expression. Albus approached the stressed looking Severus and placed a comforting hand on the man’s shoulder.
“I’ve sent everyone out into the field to start searching for him Severus, perhaps you should just go and lie down a while…” Before Albus could finish his sentence Severus had cut him off with a firm shake of his head.
“No, I’m going to look for him as well.” With that Severus turned on his heel, and having grabbed a few things to stash in his cloak he swept out of the muggle house and apperated away. Severus knew Harry was in danger and despite their argument that morning he wasn’t going to let his mate go so easily. Sure he was irrationally jealous of Lupin but he did still love Harry no matter how angry he was at having found his lover in bed with another.
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