Somewhere

as promised one chapter on monday
my sleeping pattern is so screwed up at the minute cus of this flaming cough! i've had about 9 hours sleep in the last three days and i feel like crap in general.... what a great way to spend christmas!!
*sigh* well to match my suitiable crappy mood here's a nice angst ridden chapter for you
you can have the next one either cjristmas eve or christmas... depends when i finally finish wrting it up!


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He woke with a start. Something was wrong. Looking at his watch he saw that it was gone midnight. Something wasn’t right, he could feel it and then he heard it.

“Ha… rry,” came a quiet whisper.

“Severus?” he cried.

“Ha… rry.”

A wave of fear, pain and exhaustion passed through their link. Oh god, Severus was hurt. Reaching out he could sense the other man. He was in the grounds. Leaping out of bed he ran out of the room and through Dumbledore's office. As soon as he was on the staircase he changed into the wolf. The instant the stairs stopped revolving he was off and running through the corridors. Soon he was out of the castle and in the grounds, inhaling deeply to try and locate his lovers scent. He picked it up instantly, along with the strong smell of blood. Running toward the smell he saw the entrance gate coming into focus. Veering off to the left he headed into the small patch of trees near the gate. Without slowing he changed back and rushed through the trees, searching out with his magic and then suddenly he saw him, laid in the leaves. Rushing to the other man’s side, he fell to his knees and pulled his head into his lap. He seemed to be bleeding heavily from somewhere and when he pulled his hand away it was covered in blood. His skin was pale and his breathing seemed laboured.

“Oh god Severus. Severus!” he shouted.

He had to get help. He tried to cast a patronous, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t conjure up a happy memory. So he turned to the wild ones.

“Please, help me!” he cried, completely dropping the net and broadcasting his plea to all the wild ones in the area.

A rush of replies and concern washed over him, leaving him overwhelmed and feeling slightly light headed. With will power alone he sent out an image of Dumbledore and where he was, begging them to fetch him.

“Please, you have to find him or my mate is going to die,” he said, tears streaming down his face.

Suddenly the forest came alive, birds, deer and the wolf pack heading for the castle.

“Stay with me Severus, please stay with me,” he whispered, smoothing back the hair from the pale forehead.

Carefully he peeled back the man’s robes and saw a set of vicious claw marks on his chest that were bleeding heavily. Quickly taking off his shirt he bundled it up and pressed it against the wound, trying to stem the flow of blood. As he pressed down on the shirt he could feel the tremors running through the unconscious man’s body. He recognised the effects of the cruciatus when he saw it. He was terrified that Severus was going to die. He must have been sat there for ten minutes when the alpha female of the wolf pack appeared at his side.

“The man you were looking for is coming and he is bringing other humans with him,” the wolf said, moving to sit next to him.

“Thank you friend. You’ve most likely saved his life,” he said, looking down at the man in his arms.

“Is he truly your mate?”

“Yes and I’d die without him,” he said quietly.

The wolf suddenly lifted its head and sniffed the air.

“The humans are coming. There are five of them.”

Soon after he heard people running through the trees. Suddenly Dumbledore, McGonagall, Poppy, Ron and Hermione came into view. Turning to look at him they saw the tears on his face and the blood smeared over his body, McGonagall and Poppy gasping in shock.

“Help me,” he whispered.

Poppy quickly ran forward and started to perform scans on Severus, Harry refusing to move.

“Harry, come away,” Professor McGonagall said, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder, only for him to shrug it away.

“No! I can’t lose him,” he said, clutching him closer, the shirt still held in place.

“Harry you have to let Poppy do her job or you might lose him,” said Hermione quietly as she crouched next to him.

“I… Hermione I’ll die without him,” he whispered.

“I know Harry, but for now you have to let other people care for him.”

Looking at Poppy he fixed her with a look that she would never forget.

“Please… please don’t let him die.”

“I won’t,” she promised.

Gently he slipped out from underneath Severus and stood up, suddenly feeling the biting cold of the air around him. Seeing his shiver, Dumbledore slipped off his outer robe and draped it around the young man’s shoulders. Feeling the comforting weight settle over him he turned and leaned heavily against the old man who in turn wrapped his arms around the now sobbing figure.

“He’ll be ok Harry, he’s a tough man.”

“We have to get him to the infirmary but it could be risky moving him,” Poppy said.

“Fawkes,” Dumbledore shouted, the bird appearing a few seconds later in a nearby tree.

“What happened?” he asked.

“He’s going to die Fawkes. We have to get him to the infirmary,” Harry said.

“Very well. Tell anyone that’s coming that the need to hold onto him.”

“Hold onto him Poppy,” Harry said, detaching himself from Dumbledore to go and hold his lover’s hand.

When Poppy placed her hand on the shirt over Severus’ wound, Fawkes came and rested his head against the man’s chest. In a flash they vanished, only to reappear in the infirmary.

“Please Fawkes, I have to ask you something.”

“Yes?”

“Heal his wound like you did for me in the Chamber.”

“Harry…”

“Please Fawkes. He’s my soulmate. I can’t live without him. Please,” he begged.

“Very well. Remove the cloth from the area.”

“Thank you Fawkes. I’ll be forever in your dept.”

Peeling away the shirt and the man’s robe he watched as Fawkes let out a sad trill and laid his head against the man’s chest, letting his tears fall onto the vicious wound. Even as he and Poppy watched, the skin quickly began to close, the wound healing. Soon it was completely healed, three faint scars the only remaining evidence.

“Thank you Fawkes, thank you so much.”

“Is there something I should know about Harry?” asked Poppy as she carefully levitated the man onto a bed.

“I… we’re bonded,” he said quietly, moving to the man’s side and taking hold of his hand again.

“That would explain the snake,” she said as she ran more scans.

“You have to save him Poppy.”

“He’s lost a lot of blood but now that the wound is healed he should be alright. Hold his head while I give him these potions,” she said.

Carefully Harry propped Severus up and slipped in behind him, bracing the man against his chest. Methodically Poppy poured various potions into the man’s mouth, gently massaging his throat to get him to swallow. Finally with the last one done she turned to Harry.

“It’s all up to him now, I’ve done all I can. I’ll leave you two alone. Don’t worry no one will disturb you,” she said, enlarging the bed so that it was large enough for the two of them to lay side by side.

“Thank you Poppy.”

“You’re welcome Harry,” she said with a smile, before drawing the curtains around them and leaving.

“Thank you as well Fawkes. You saved his life,” he said to the bird where he was perched on the back of the chair next to them.

“I know only to well what it is like to lose a mate. No one should have to experience that,” he said quietly before he disappeared with a flash.

Slowly, so as not to disturb the other man, he moved so that they lay side by side, facing each other, Severus safely cocooned in Harry’s arms. Then with a kiss to the man’s forehead he let sleep claim him.


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TO THE REVIEWERS WHO I'M SURE HATE ME RIGHT NOW!

Slytherdor -- sowwy! *hugs you* I don't mean to be mean... it just sort of turns out that way!!

mis -- *blink blink* o_O ..... i think you're getting to know me too well!! that was pretty much exactly what i was doing, especially as i read your review!! yeah i do get some kind of perverse pleasure out of it... wonder what that says about me?!

Dragonsnurse -- aww bless ya i didn't expect it to get that reaction!! yeah i think i would prob react like ron as well just not to that extreme!! he didn't take into a ccount all of the training that harry had last year with sev either cus he's dumb! yay for two chaptery goodness and squeeing!! oo tinsel! not tinsel, tinsel chaffs... i know! how about silk ties? *giggles at that and the hidden meaning* i should finish that....

kunitsu -- hehe yeah sweet moments are cute... especially when interrupted by pain and death!! mwahahahahahahahaha

Kurai -- lol i'd love to make one of my originals into a novel but all of mine are man based smutt through and through... of except one that i started on devart that reading back the other day... is crap!! i knowq what you mean about titles though! if i start one just from an idea i spend ages trying to think up a title! the only reason my snarry's all have titles is because they get inspired by songs so i name them after the song!! oh well i get there in the end!

ok i'm gonna do something i hate now.... beg for reviews!!
there were only five for the last chapter and i know people are probably busy with christmas and what not but i was wondering where everyone has gone?
i mean my mailing list is huge now and even if you only drop me a little line other wise it kinda seems like i'm losing all my best readers... and i've grown kinda attatched to you!!

so R&R please..... pwwwwease?!