What If

I don’t own harry potter or its characters!



Sorry for the delay in updates! I was in japan for the past two weeks getting my school on…or more my tourist on but it was all in the name of school!! It was really fun and I hope to get a chance to do it again.





Enjoy the next chapter!







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Chapter Six: The Boggart



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Neville stared at the closet in the teacher’s lounge as he idly wondered what it was used for. He had never seen anyone use it other than Lupin in their third year and that was just because there was a boggart in it. He sighed as he looked around to see Arthur sipping tea merrily as he read a muggle newspaper.



It was Fridays like this that made Neville happy the week was over. Halloween was going to be on Sunday and the students were too excited about it to be of any real use.



There was a loud crash and suddenly the door to the lounge flew open with a furious Snape, followed by an amused Draco and a peeved looking Lupin. Neville and Arthur both turned their attentions to the crowd that was now arguing loudly.



“I don’t feel the need to explain myself to everyone who just asks.” Snape growled as Lupin folded his arms at the other man.



“You didn’t need to be rude to her just because you didn’t want to answer.” Lupin barked back.



What was this about?



Neville turned to Arthur who just shrugged at the younger teen before he sighed and folded his paper so he could pay his full attention to the fight. Neville followed his example and even turned his chair so he would be more comfortable.



“It’s that blasted book!” Snape threw his arms up in the air. “Stupid girl.”



Neville was surprised about this. As far as he had known none of the students had even approached Snape after it came out, he had wondered briefly if it was because they feared the older man. But with a reaction like this, Neville sighed, the students had good reason to not approach the potions master.



“She wanted everyone to know the truth.” Lupin defended Hermione. “Are you that mad that people know what you did?”



“What I did?” Snape had a wild look in his eyes as he turned towards Lupin. “That book doesn’t even come close to-”



“Severus.” Draco stated firmly looking the man in the eye. Snape took a deep breath at that before he turned to see the audience they had acquired.



There was a moment of silence before Lupin rubbed his shoulder that usually bothered him when they got this close to the full moon. Neville was about to open his mouth but he heard Arthur move first and turned to see the older man looking at the three figures questioningly.



“What was-”



“None of your business Weasley.” Snape sneered before he was suddenly pushed to the ground by a spell.



“Don’t talk to Arthur like that.” Lupin warned as he held out his wand.



“You want to duel?” Snape smirked a little at this, both Neville and Draco paled and both made motions to try and stop the two men before Snape got to his feet. “Honestly Remus, the man had rejected you, just give up.”



Remus glared at Snape and was about to open his mouth before suddenly Draco stood between the two men. Arthur didn’t know how to react to what Snape had just said and just looked at the black haired man as if he had been offended.



“I think if you are going to duel then you should at least do it properly.” Draco sighed boredly as he proceeded to shove back the tables and chairs with a flick of his wand. “And now you bow.”



Both men looked as if the last thing they wanted to do was bow but did so stiffly before turning and putting more space between them. Neville looked at Arthur who seemed to have paled a little bit and was trying to figure out how to stop this before Snape made the first attack.



“It’s too close.” Arthur whispered under his breath as he shook his head.



“To what?” Neville whispered back as he watched both the trained men shoot and reflect, both seeming to need to let go of some steam. “Just let them sweat it off, they’ll come to their senses soon.”



Arthur stood at that moment though as if he really needed to stop this. “Both of you!”



Lupin turned to look at Arthur only to be hit back by Snape. The potions master seemed to have not been expecting that as he quickly walked over to Lupin’s form. Arthur ran over there too and they both helped the werewolf up.



“What was that for?” Lupin barked at Snape who glared back.



Neville laughed a little as he sighed and got to his feet. He looked over at Draco who seemed to be staring at something else; Neville turned his head to see that the closet he had been looking at earlier was now slightly open. Neville looked back at Draco who was slightly pale now and grabbed the other teen’s shoulder.



“What’s wrong?” Draco turned from staring at the door then looked at Neville.



“Boggart.”



The word seemed to ring in the air as the three grown men who had been arguing with each other all turned to the cabinet that they were standing near. The door slowly creaked open and the men all took a step back as clouds billowed out of their container.



The silvery clouds looked like they were in a middle of a storm before a shiny object broke through revealing a glowing orb that was now shining down on the five inhabitants of the room.



“The full moon?” Arthur’s voice cracked as he looked down at the ground.



“But..” Lupin looked at the redhead that was in front of him.



Neville turned to look at the three men. There was no mistaking it as he looked at all the men who were in front of the cabinet.



But it made no sense.



Arthur was the closest one to the boggart.



“But-” Lupin tried again before Arthur started to shake, the red head turned to Lupin then and opened his mouth as if to explain before he turned to the moon.



“I can’t stop-” Arthur swayed a little on his feet before his face paled as he stared at it and the man quickly turned and ran out of the room. Lupin and Snape watched him go before Lupin cursed and followed after the man.



The slam of the door behind Lupin rang in Neville’s ears as he was about to follow too before he felt a hand grip his shoulder and he turned to see what the boggart had turned into.



Neville felt his throat tighten as he stared. He heard Draco curse as the blond paled before Neville was able to get out of Draco’s grip.



It was too weird.



Snape’s face was pale as the older man stared into a copy of himself.



Snape’s boggart was himself?



Neville’s mind raced as he saw the boggart move forward on the potions master. This made no sense. Snape was supposed to be his boggart so why was it attacking the real Snape?



This wasn’t possible.



But as Neville stared he watched Snape’s other self lifted his wand and his mouth moved though no sound came out. The boggart continued the same action as if reacting a scene and every time he flicked his wand at Snape the potions master flinched violently.



Snape looked like he was going to be sick before Neville found his courage and with his wand tightly in his hand he yelled, “Ridikulus!”



The boggart shifted again as Snape fell back and Neville was now standing in front of it. The teen felt his heart pound in his chest as dread filled his spirit.



The boggart’s smoke flowed to the ground as Neville stared down it. He felt his insides run cold as he suddenly realized what he knew was going to come up. Neville knew what his boggart was going to turn into.



What he truly feared now that he had grown up.



He now understood what haunted the back of his mind every morning when he woke up and Neville knew he had no control over it. A grave stone grew on the ground and Neville suddenly felt faint. It was too familiar.



He looked at the letters that were littered across it and he knew he didn’t want to see this.



Not now.



He heard someone yelling as he turned to see Draco flick his wand at the boggart, the boggart trying to shift into something else, Neville couldn’t quite place what the figure was before Draco flicked his wand again and it turned into a puff a smoke before disappearing all together.



He realized he was on his knees as he felt tears stream around his face. He turned over to look at Snape who seemed to be finding it hard to look up then he saw Draco.



The blond looked mad. His hair was sticking out oddly as he stared wide eyed at the cabinet. The teen was slumped forward with a sickening blank face, bags seemed to have formed under his eyes and his robes had become disheveled.



There was a reason why older wizards who had seen too much didn’t face boggarts. And as Neville broke down and started to cry he realized that there was reason why young wizards who were still too fresh out of war shouldn’t face boggarts either.



OOO



Arthur came to a stop as he found an open window. He quickly stuck his head out and took a deep breath of fresh air as he tried to control himself.



He was such an idiot.



Arthur gasped as he was suddenly pulled back and spun around. Arthur’s glasses became askew on his face as he looked across at the frowning Lupin that was now pinning his shoulders to the wall. He looked away immediately not wanting to look into those hazel eyes but he wasn’t given a choice as Lupin grabbed his face and turned him.



“Why was it the moon?”



Lupin’s voice cracked a little as he spoke, his eyes not leaving Arthur’s and looking into them as if they would find the answer. Arthur’s breath hitched as he his hands grabbed onto Lupin’s arms and he stared at them.



“Why Arthur?”



“Because I am worried.” Arthur started but Lupin quickly interrupted him.



“Why?”



“Because last time you-”



“That isn’t what I am asking you!” Lupin yelled as he grabbed Arthur’s face as ran his long fingers across Arthur’s neck. “I need you to say it Arthur.”



The redhead’s heart was beating so fast, his face was flushing as he felt a knot tie up in his throat. His hands slowly covered Lupin’s as he continued to stare at the werewolf, his body trembling as he looked at the man he had been worried about.



The man that was consuming him.



“Because I love you.”



The words were out of Arthur’s mouth before his mind had time to catch up. He smiled slightly at this as he felt tears well up in his eyes. “Because I love you and I don-”



Lupin’s lips were on his and Arthur leaned into the other man. He felt light as a feather as everything seemed to have come crashing down around him. He was in love with Remus Lupin and it didn’t matter. He could feel himself start to fall as his knees gave out but Lupin just held him tighter to him, Arthur’s body arching into his as they deepened the kiss.



Lupin pulled away finally as he smiled at Arthur goofily and Arthur just returned it.



“You love me?”



“I love you.” Arthur repeated. “I love you and you scare the shit out of me Remus. You don’t take care of yourself and you’re too considerate, you do weird things, you are too forward, and I can’t stop thinking about you.”



“I love you too.” Lupin kissed Arthur’s forehead.



“I can’t stop worrying about you though.” Arthur continued. “Last full moon you hurt yourself, Remus, I don’t know what I would do if you did it again, I can’t….I can’t….”



Lupin made a shushing sound as he kissed Arthur’s tears.



“I can’t lose you too.” Arthur whispered as Lupin kissed his neck. The werewolf leaned up again and stared at Arthur who looked at the man pleadingly.



“Then don’t.” Lupin stated flatly.



Arthur stared at Lupin with a shocked look as his tears stop coming. Lupin grinned and kissed Arthur’s fingers before he noticed Arthur smile a bit.



“It’s that easy is it?”



“Yes.”



Everything around them seemed so ridiculous then. They both giggled a little before Arthur pulled Remus into another kiss and the werewolf pushed him against the wall.



“Bloody hell.”



Lupin and Arthur pulled back from each other as they both turned to see Ron looking at them as if they were a really hard equation he couldn’t put together. Arthur opened his mouth to say something but Ron just held up his hand as if asking his father to wait a second.



He ran his hands through his hair and looked away from them before he looked back at the two men. Lupin had turned to face Ron now as he looked back at Arthur before looking at Ron wondering what the teen would do.



“I just came to tell you I moved into the apartment above Fred and George’s in Hogsmeade.” Ron put both of his hands down to his sighed as he looked at the two adults before sighing. “I don’t think a hallway is a very appropriate for snogging.”



“Ron I-”



“It’s just weird.” Ron stated before Arthur could continue as he looked at Lupin then back at his dad.



“Ron maybe we shoul-”



“I got to go back.” Ron cut Lupin off this time before shrugging at the older men. “Well my business is done so…..continue…..if that’s what you really want to do.”



“It is.” Arthur smiled at his son who looked like he was getting a head ache. Ron just nodded and opened his mouth to say something before snorting and just walking away.



“He always had a way with words.” Lupin stated as he grabbed Arthur’s hands.



Arthur opened his mouth to say something but Lupin silenced him with a kiss as he proceeded to push Arthur towards a more private room than the school hallway.



OOO



Neville stared at the closet as he sniffed a little.



“Draco.” He heard Snape’s voice echo in the silent room before he turned to see Snape seemed to have collected himself and was now directing the blond to the door. “Go home and get some sleep. I will see you tomorrow.”



“Sleep.” Draco scoffed as he gave an expression towards Snape that made him look like a man three times his age. “After that?”



“It was just a boggart.”



“I know.” Draco sighed as he reached for the door and looked at Snape then at Neville. “But it doesn’t make it any less scary.”



Snape sighed as he flexed his hands and watched his student walk away. He turned then to Neville who was still sitting on his knees and staring at the empty closet. He hadn’t seen what Neville’s boggart was, he had seen what seemed to be a grave but he couldn’t be sure.



Neville had stepped in the way of the boggart for him.



Snape knelt down beside the teen who looked over at him. Neville didn’t bother wiping his tear stained cheeks as he sighed before sitting down fully so that his knees would stop protesting at the uncomfortable position.



“Well now we all know what my boggart is.” Neville said as he attempted humor but it only came back like a bitter joke.



“Do you want me to stay here with you?”



Neville wanted to tell Snape no, that he didn’t want Snape to stay. That he was perfectly fine and able to pull himself together just as easy as anyone else but instead he said nothing and made a guttural sound from his throat.



Neville couldn’t even lie to himself.



He took another breath and relished in the relief it gave him. He took another and turned to Snape as he exhaled. The older man was looking at where the boggart had been earlier and Neville briefly wondered what Snape’s boggart had meant.



But if he asked questions then he knew he would have to answer a few of his own.



“I still like you.”



Neville knew the words were inappropriate as he stared Snape in the eyes. They had both just faced an image of the thing they feared and yet he couldn’t stop himself. Neville wanted Snape to know that even in this situation, even after breaking down that the teen still liked him.



Snape just continued to frown at him before sighing and standing up. He put his hand out for Neville and the teen just stared at it idly before using it to pull himself up.



They both stood in silence for a while before Snape turned to the door. Neville grabbed Snape’s arm and they both stared at each other before Snape released himself and answered the question Neville hadn’t been able to voice.



“Read the book and find out.”



Neville just watched Snape’s form leave the room before he felt himself shudder. He gave the closet a back glance before he left the teacher’s lounge with a new purpose.



He had faced his boggart today, he had stared at it and broke and Neville wondered idly if he had known what his boggart was if he would have been able to take it down. Neville frowned as he heard the truth in his mind and he turned the hall to pass a few students who were gossiping but he paid them no attention.



He had failed to defeat his boggart and suddenly Neville felt tired of failing.



He felt ridiculous that he had been avoiding this stupid book now, he made his way into his green house and pulled it off of the shelf. This book had all the answers did it? Neville scoffed as he threw himself into a chair and opened up to the first page.



This is the true account of the Second War written by Hermione Granger.



It was the only sentence on the page and Neville briefly wondered if Hermione had put it there as a warning to him. If he continued past this page then he would know everything about what happened.



Did he really want to know?



Neville tuned away from the book before he ran his hands through his hair one more time. This was crazy, he already knew what happened during the Second War so nothing in here should be a real surprise to him.



But he knew that was a lie.



When it came down to it what did he really know?



Neville put his hands on the paper of the book and took a deep breath before he turned the page.



OOO



Arthur laughed as he was shoved onto the mattress in Lupin’s room. The younger man was already on top of him kissing him fiercely as Arthur kicked off his shoes.



Lupin made quick work of Arthur’s robes as before he jumped back out of his bed and took care of his own. He growled as he threw the last piece of clothing off before turning to look at Arthur.



It had been so long since the redhead had been in his bed.



Arthur was blushing as Lupin lifted up one of his legs and kissed the ankle. Lupin’s eyes didn’t leave Arthur’s as his kisses traveled down slowly. Arthur gulped as he tried to get comfortable and cover himself with a blanket but Lupin just smirked at that while he kissed the back of Arthur’s knee.



He let his hand trail up Arthur’s thigh as his other hand pulled away the blanket that the older man had tried to conceal himself with. Lupin leaned down and placed his forehead against Arthur’s as his hands moved up the older man’s sides until they were slowly pushing Arthur’s shoulders down in the mattress while Lupin grabbed one of Arthur’s hands and started to kiss each other fingers.



“Remus…” Arthur made a pleading sound as he watched the werewolf kiss the palm of his hand and then his wrist.



“I’m worshipping you.” Lupin whispered as he kissed down Arthur’s forearm to his elbow before he let the arm go and kissed Arthur gently on the lips. “Let me take my time.”



“Just don’t take too long.” Arthur whispered roughly as Lupin’s hands trailed down the front of his body and up again.



Lupin made a tsking noise before he kissed Arthur’s neck, grazing his teeth slightly on the fleshed before he sucked on it. Lupin pulled away for a second to eye Arthur’s dazed form before he turned the redhead over causing Arthur to protest a bit as he lifted the redhead’s hips so that he was grinding into the other man.



Arthur moaned.



“I had dreams about that sound.” Lupin admitted as he kissed the back of Arthur’s neck, his hands finding both of Arthur’s nipples and teasing gently. “You really make the best sounds Arthur.”



Arthur bit his lips and ended up making a sound of embarrassment as he tried to hold back another moan as another one of Lupin’s hands traveled down to his erection. Lupin smirked into the older man’s shoulder and kissed his before he continued his ministrations.



“Don’t hold back.” Lupin offered as he bit lightly on Arthur’s neck causing the freckled man to shudder. “You didn’t the first time.”



Arthur gasped as Lupin teased his erection with his fingers before they left it and traveled slowly to Arthur’s opening. The redhead tensed a bit as he felt the fingers tease at his entrance before he felt something cool there and briefly wandered if Lupin had performed some of his wandless magic.



Arthur had always found that amazing about Lupin but as the man inserted a finger into him he changed his thought process to remain on task. He groaned as the finger pressed deep into him and shuddered as he felt Lupin’s breath on his ear.



“Relax.” Lupin’s breath was warm. “Remember what it felt like? What it was like to have me in you, because I remember.”



Arthur choked back a moan as he felt Lupin’s other hand grab his erection while the one finger started to move back and forth in him. He felt Lupin pause and shut his eyes as he felt another finger join in.



“I remember what if felt like to have you writhing against me.” Lupin pants as he nipped at Arthur’s neck. “How warm if felt like to be in you, to taste your skin as you called out my name.”



Arthur pushed his body back onto the fingers when Lupin had paused earning a kiss of approval on his neck before Lupin started to squeeze his erection. Arthur tried to open his eyes and failed as he felt Lupin scissor in him, his body trying to devour all the sensations the other man was giving him at that second. The redhead felt sparks run down his spine before he grabbed Lupin’s hand with one of his, the other trying to keep him up right.



“Please.” Arthur groaned as the fingers leave him. He was about to demand Lupin finish him off before he was turned over so that he was on his back and Lupin was parting his legs.



“If you ask like that.” Lupin breathed heavily as he positioned himself at Arthur’s entrance and entered slowly. He watched as he disappeared into the man’s body that was under him before he looked up at Arthur who looked torn between ecstasy and pain. “Arthur?”



“I’m fine.” The older man gasped as his legs slipped a little and Lupin went deeper in him. “Remus, please.”



Lupin just nodded as he pushed himself all the way in and leaned forward so that he was able to lift Arthur’s hips better, he kissed Arthur’s forehead before he moved down to the redhead’s nose. Arthur’s hand was in his hair and pulling Lupin down so that their mouths met.



Arthur’s tongue was in his mouth as soon as he opened it and he savored the taste of the other man, enjoying how if felt to have those fingers in his hair as he started to moved to kiss Arthur’s chin.



“Remus…” Arthur pant as he tried to move his hips. “Move dammit.”



“I love it when you swear.” Lupin whispered into Arthur’s neck as he started to move his hips. He could fell Arthur’s warmth move around him as he started to set a pace.



Arthur’s back was arching forward as the older man opened his mouth in a silent moan. Lupin sat back and released his hold on Arthur’s hips as he grabbed the older man’s legs and lifted them up so the he would have a better angle.



Arthur groaned as Lupin started to pound faster into him and he looked up at the man who was in him. Lupin’s graying hair was sticking to his forehead as he kissed Arthur’s ankle again and Arthur let out a throaty noise that was met with Lupin’s growl as he let go of Arthur’s legs and pulled out of the man.



Arthur found himself on his stomach again as he was entered again and reached behind himself to hold onto Lupin who was now sucking on the back of his neck. He felt Lupin’s hands travel to his erection and was grateful the other man seemed to be nearing a climax as he felt the younger man’s hands grip his cock tightly.



Arthur tried to grind against Lupin in return for the pleasure he was now receiving from Lupin’s hands and the werewolf actually laughed at that. Arthur tried to say something about that but fell silent as his body tensed.



Arthur tried to blink the white dots out of his eyes as he felt Lupin continue to move in him, it took a little longer but soon he felt the younger man tense over him. Arthur hissed a little as Lupin pulled out of him before he felt the werewolf fall beside him. The redhead turned so that he was facing Lupin and was instantly rewarded with a kiss.



“I love you.” Lupin said almost desperately as he kissed Arthur again. Arthur could feel Lupin’s hands on his body and groaned as bit as he eyed the man.



“I’m too old for this.” He tried but the hands were already massaging his legs.



“This is revenge for the past ten months that I have been sleeping in the bed alone.” Lupin kissed Arthur’s chest as he moved down it. “When you have a perfectly healthy body that could have been here with me.”



Arthur groaned playfully as Lupin moved around him.



OOO



Ron sighed as he apparated inside his apartment only to trip over something as he took a step away from the door. He looked around the room to see Draco staring out the window in the dark.



The light from the moon outside that shown on Draco’s skin made the blond look like he was a ghost. He turned as Ron tried to kick the offending sweater off of his shoe and Ron froze.



He was crying.



As if realizing who was in the room Draco quickly wiped his sleeves across his face and with a flick of his wand the lights were back on in the apartment. Ron opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it as he realized he didn’t know what to say.



Draco had been living here the past few days and while he claimed that he was looking at other properties Ron started doubting if Draco was actually looking. Ron took a deep breath as he walked over to Draco and the blond visibly stepped back making him stop.



“What’s wrong?” Ron tried as he stayed a few good feet today.



Draco opened his mouth to say a snide comment and shut it as he looked at Ron. The stupid Gryffindor that let him basically force his way into his apartment and act like it was perfectly normal for Draco to be there when he got home. The stupid git that for once in the past two years made Draco forget that his father was in prison and his mother was broken by just making the blond laugh.



The moron that gave Draco a reason to laugh.



“I saw the Dark Lord.” Draco spat out bitterly as he looked at Ron who had gone pale at those words.



“Impossible!”



“Of course it is.” Draco yelled back as he turned so that he wasn’t looking at Ron. The redhead probably was looking at him confused now. “It was a boggart.”



“A boggart.” Ron asked silently to himself as took a few steps closer to Draco. “What happened?”



Draco stared at the fogging glass as the weather outside was colder than his warm breath that he blew on it. He raised his fingers on it boredly and drew a stupid looking sad face; he knew that Ron would wait for his answer.



Gryffindors were just too noble.



Draco ran his hand over the face smearing it out of existence before he felt Ron behind him. The taller teen blew against the window next to Draco and drew a little circle with several legs.



“My boggart is a spider.” Ron said matter of factly.



“Terrifying.” And while the words were sarcastic as Draco stared into the blue eyes he couldn’t fight the twitch in his lips.



The bastard had gotten him to smile again.



Ron seemed encouraged by this as he smiled back. He turned away from the blond and started to pick up cloths from the ground and throwing them in the corner by the bathroom. He could just clean them tomorrow after he woke up. He turned to see Draco was already in his night robes as the blond went over to the kitchen and poured two cups of tea. He left the second cup on the counter as if it had just magically appeared there and he grabbed his book from the table and sat on the couch.



“What are you reading now?” Ron asked as he sipped the tea and started to change cloths.



“Something on Herbology.” Draco muttered as he turned over the page boredly. “Snape was furious when he realized I didn’t take a NEWT in the subject.”



“I would just ask Neville for help.” Ron stated as he grabbed the book out of Draco’s hands and turned it over so he could skim the back. “Yep, looks boring.”



“Thank you for your expertise but I didn’t need you to tell me it was boring.” Draco took the book back and threw it on the ground. “I might just bug Longbottom again tomorrow then.”



“Poor Neville.” Ron teased as he flopped on the other side of the couch so that he was right beside Draco and kicked the blond a little bit.



“Poor Neville indeed.” Draco sighed as he shoved Ron’s feet off of him and smirked at the teen. “And you like blokes.”



Ron went red at that. “What-”



“Neville didn’t tell me.” Draco stated as he inspected his nails and then looked over at Ron. “I was in the greenhouse when you declared what a poofter you are.”



“I didn’-”



“I was hiding.” Draco stated as he smiled at Ron who didn’t look pleased at all. Draco got on his knees and crawled over to Ron so that he over the redhead who was now glaring at him. “Don’t get mad, I understand.”



“Understand what?” Ron tried to sink into the couch as Draco leaned closer into him.



“What its like to be attracted to another man.” Draco said boredly as he fiddled with Ron’s shirt and then leaned forwards to that his lips pressed against Ron’s. “And you are a very attractive man.”



Ron gulped as he stared wide eyed at Draco, the Auror didn’t move as he felt Draco’s cold hands under his shirt, along his skin.



“Joke over.” Ron shoved Draco off him and onto the floor. He walked away and jumped in his bed before he covered himself up with his thick blankets and Draco just growled before stomping over there.



“I wasn’t joking.” Draco jumped on top of Ron causing the teen to grunt as he pulled the cover away to reveal the redhead’s face. “I was dead serious!”



And to Draco’s surprise he was suddenly pulled down into a bruising kiss. He moaned as he felt Ron shove him down on his back as the redhead kissed him again. They pulled away and Ron’s hands ran down the blonde’s chest.



“So am I Draco. Dead serious.” And Draco took the challenge as he grabbed Ron this time and kissed him fiercely licking at Ron’s lips before ripping the redhead’s shirt off. He shoved Ron down on the mattress this time as he sat on the redhead’s stomach and bit his neck. Ron ran his hands across Draco’s body until they stopped at the blonde’s waist.



“Wait.” Ron gasped breathlessly as Draco sucked on his neck. “Draco.”



The blond sat up frowning at the interruption before Ron turned over forcing the blond off of him.



“Too fast.” Ron shook his head as he tried to catch his breath. “Sorry.”



Draco smirked at that and just shrugged before he looked at Ron as he got a brilliant idea. He ignored Ron’s protest as he got under the covers himself and turned so that he was spooning Ron from behind. The redhead tried to move but Draco tightened his grip on him.



“Go out with me.”



“What?” Ron tried to look at Draco but since the blond wouldn’t let him turn around he looked at the now dark apartment and flushed. “You serious?”



“Yes.” Draco whisper was he kissed Ron’s shoulder.



There was a moment of silence before Ron agreed and Draco smiled despite himself.



OOO



Snape growled as he heard someone knock on his door. He turned to the window to see it was still an inappropriate time to be waking up before he sat up as the person continued to knock.



It better not be Horace wanting to talk while he was drunk at this late hour.



Again.



He stood and was about to open the door when he heard a really loud slam as if something was thrown at it. He turned the handle slowly then and had his wand ready as he opened it up to reveal the object that had been thrown was Hermione’s book. He looked up to see Neville Longbottom standing their still in his cloths from the previous day and looking worse for wear.



Neville looked at the book he had thrown in his attempt to wake the man and then back up at Snape. His body trembled a little as he opened his mouth.



“I read it.” Ignoring how his voice cracked a little as he continued. “And I need know if this is true.”



Snape regarded the teen for a moment before looking into the empty hall. He sighed as he gave Neville a nod and opened his door more as if to invite the teen in his room. When Neville made no motion of movement he just rolled his eyes and went back to his bed but left the door open.



He wasn’t going to just stand there in case some of the students got the bright idea to sneak around the castle.



Neville tentatively poked his head into the room before he picked his book off the ground. He shut the door behind him before he looked over at Snape who was now sitting back on his bed. Neville held onto the book like a shield in front of him but looked at Snape as if just staring would bring all the answers.



“Yes.”



“What?” Neville asked as he looked at Snape in surprise.



“Yes, everything that in this book is true.” Snape gave Neville a bored glance. “At least it is to the best of my knowledge.”



Neville ignored the chair against the wall as he sat on the ground. He had spent the last half of the book reading it on the ground in his greenhouse so he knew that he was covered in dirt. He stared at the books in his hands before looking up at Snape who was regarding the boy.



Neville tried to dust some dirt off the cover before he felt a question bubble up inside him. “I still don’t understand your boggart.”



“If I tell you, will you explain yours?” Snape countered and Neville looked back at the ground. “And why do you keep looking away from me?”



Neville felt his face warm a little at this as he looked up as Snape. “The book said you were a Legilimens.”



Snape actually smirked at this and Neville looked away again. The curly haired teen just sighed and thought about what Snape had said earlier. He could ask Snape about the Legilimens thing later.



“The boggart turned into the Longbottom family tomb stone.” Neville said softly, he knew Snape heard him and didn’t bother looking up at the man. “It turns out that the thing I fear most is being left alone.”



Neville could still his parent’s names on the stone as clear as day, his Gran’s and his uncle Algie’s names were just below his parents and Neville felt himself tense just at the memory. His throat tightened a bit as he tried not to think of what would happen if any of his family died instead he looked up to Snape who was now staring at him.



“Is there anything wrong with that?” Neville asked quietly and smirked a little when Snape shook his head. “And yours?”



“Mine…” Snape opened his mouth to continue but growled at himself for finding it hard to say. “My boggart is the one thing that will haunt me for the rest of my life.”



They both stared at each other for what seemed to be some time; Snape sitting on his bed while Neville was looking up at him from the floor. Neville tried to think of what he ready and he couldn’t think of what Snape would have considered the worst thing he had done.



Snape had done a lot of bad things.



“You are right.” And Neville’s eyes widened as he suddenly looked to the ground. “But I should not have been the one to kill Dumbledore.”



Neville kept his face to the ground. So Snape’s boggart was the memory of killing Dumbledore, Neville bit his lip finding that he still wanted to ask questions but couldn’t bring himself to look up. Neville remembered Snape’s boggart pointing its wand towards Snape and mouthing words that the teen now understood were the killing curse he had used against the previous headmaster.



But Dumbledore had wanted Snape to be the one to kill him, otherwise it would have been Draco wouldn’t it? Or maybe some other Death Eater?



Neville heard Snape’s bed creak and looked up just as a hand lifted his chin up so that he was facing Snape. Snape’s hand was cool against his chin and Neville shivered as he stared into Snape’s eyes. The black eyes that had made him scared of potions, those eyes were now searching him and Neville did his best not to blink as he himself wondered what the older man would find.



“You are sure?” Snape’s voice made Neville give a quick glance at the older man’s lips before he looked back up to those black eyes.



Sure? Sure of what? Neville didn’t know what Snape had seen, he had felt a little light headed as he thought of the man in there. But the way Snape was looking at him made Neville heat up and he didn’t care what Snape was talking about because he was sure if Snape thought he was.



“Yes.” Neville whispered before he felt Snape’s hand move from his chin to the back of his neck.



He was suddenly pulled up to his knees as Snape bent over to kiss him. The lips were soft and Neville wondered if Snape knew what he was doing before he felt a tongue on his mouth. Neville opened willing as he felt the other man’s tongue against his own, he moaned into the kiss as he realized his hands were suddenly in Snape’s hair.



Snape parted shortly after and stared down at the flushing teen. Neville licked his lips with a small grin as the teen got up from his knees so that were now both standing; Neville’s hand on Snape’s shoulders and one of Snape’s hands still around the back of Neville’s neck.



Snape pulled the shorter teen into another kiss and Neville willingly submitted as he opened his mouth and hooked his arms around Snape’s neck. The older man bit at Neville’s lips before he deepened the kiss, his other free hand lying flat on Neville’s lower back now. Neville ran his hands through Snape’s hair one more time, feeling the damaged hair in his fingers before Snape parted from the kiss and placed a small kiss on Neville’s cheek.



“I believe you should head back to your room.” Snape whispered against Neville’s lips as the teen tried to kiss him again.



Neville did not want to leave right then, afraid the man would just pretend that it didn’t happen once he left. He stared at Snape and licked his lips slightly, trying to enjoy the taste of the other man’s mouth that was still in his before it went away. Snape pushed Neville gently away from him as he eyed the teen.



“I won’t.” Snape answered Neville’s fear before he grabbed Neville’s hand and placed a small kiss on it.



Neville made a small noise in the back of his throat as he looked out the window. The sky was lightening and he knew that by the time he made it to the greenhouse the sun would be up. He looked at Snape who had let go of his hand and was now looking at him with curiosity.



“Did you need something?” Snape asked as he looked at the window and groaned inwardly. So much for getting back to sleep before he had to go give Lupin his potion, he turned back to see Neville seemed reluctant to leave so he just sighed. “Would you like to come with me to give Remus his wolfsbane?”



“Yes.” Neville smiled slightly before he realized Snape probably wanted him to leave the room so the potions master could change into his robes. Neville blushed and quickly left the room as he shut the door behind him. He looked around on either side of the hall and could help but smile like an idiot as he touched his lips.



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Arthur hummed lightly as he played with the head of hair on his chest. He was sitting up with his back on the head board, his glasses on top of his head as he read the next page to this muggle book ‘Moby Dick’ that Hermione had gotten him a copy of before she left on her tour.



It was an interesting book Arthur had to admit.



Lupin was sprawled out on the mattress, his arms wrapped around Arthur’s waist as he tried to use the older man’s chest as a pillow. Arthur smiled down has he felt Lupin move a bit before he placed his hands back into the man’s thick graying hair.



Arthur loved Lupin’s hair.



“Why are you awake?” Lupin groaned as he sat up effectively blocking Arthur from his book.



Arthur ran his fingers through Lupin’s hair again as he smiled at the younger man. He leaned forward and gave Lupin a kiss on his forehead before felt how warm the werewolf was. “Are you feeling okay?”



Lupin smirked as he kissed Arthur lightly on the lips before turned over so that the he could put the back of his head on Arthur’s chest and looked at the book Arthur was reading. “I’m fine, I usually catch something before the moon anyway.”



Arthur placed a kiss on Lupin’s head before he turned to page of the book. There was a small tap on the door and both men looked up before Arthur looked at Lupin questioningly. Lupin seemed to be confused for a second too before his eyes widened and he jumped out of the bed.



“It’s Severus with the potion.” Lupin grinned as he walked to the door.



Arthur’s eyes widened as he jumped out of the bed looking at a still completely nude Lupin. “Remus you need cloths!” Arthur yelled as the werewolf started to open the door but paused as he realized he was naked.



“Remus, I don’t like wai-” Snape stopped as he saw Lupin grab some robes off the ground and tie them around his waist to cover himself and Arthur pulled the blankets of the bed up to his chin as he blushed wildly at Snape.



“What’s wrong?” Neville poked his head around Snape and stared at the scene as he felt his cheeks go hot.



“Neville?” Lupin and Arthur both squeaked as they tried to cover themselves more. Lupin just ran into the bathroom before his cloths followed after him obviously being summoned. Arthur was now hiding completely under the covers.



“You guys?” Neville’s voice got higher before he looked at Snape. “They?”



“If you are trying to say that they had sex then yes, the evidence is pretty clear.” Snape said dryly as he smirked at the Arthur who was still under the covers but trying to reach a discarded robe that was on the floor.



“Why are you guys so embarrassed?” Neville asked though his bright pink face didn’t hide his own embarrassment. “We’re all men.”



“No.” Lupin stated as he poked his flushed face out of the bathroom, before he finished some buttons and walked out now fully dressed. “We’re all men.”



He motioned towards Arthur, himself, and then reluctantly to Snape. He then pointed at Neville, “You’re still a teenager.”



“This is all highly inappropriate.” The blanket on Lupin’s bed stuttered as Lupin smirked at it, obviously amused at Arthur’s reaction.



“Indeed.” Snape said as he cut off Neville who was now pouting at them. “Your potion.”



Lupin took it and pinched his nose as he drank it down quickly. Arthur poked his head out of the covers to reveal he had managed to find cloths close enough to the bed and smiled sheepishly at Neville. Neville couldn’t help but smirk back causing the older man to go even redder before he looked back as Lupin who was making a nasty face towards the potion.



“All gone.” Lupin sounded like a child as he showed Snape his cup and to Neville’s surprise the dark haired man didn’t say anything sarcastic but instead inspected the cup as if he didn’t believe the other man.



“Well we better go.” Snape said dryly as he took the cup from Lupin.



“Thanks.” And Snape just gave him a nod before he smirked at Arthur and left. Neville looked at the two men in the room and made a tutting noise like a mother finding her children doing something bad. “Good bye Neville.”



Neville just gave them a grin before he took off after Snape and Lupin shut the door behind him. He then turned to Arthur who was now looking for his pants.



“And what do you think you are doing?” Lupin asked as he pulled Arthur away from the cloths the older man had found.



“I need to go back to my room and take a shower!” Arthur tried but he was dragged into the bathroom instead.



“I have a shower.”



“I know you do but you don’t have my cloths do you?” The red asked as Lupin attempted to take the robe he had slipped on of him off.



“What is more important to you, clothes or me?” And when Arthur proceeded to open his mouth to say the first was more important Lupin silenced him with a kiss before shoving the still clothed man in the shower and turning on the water.



Lupin grinned as he stood outside the shower and Arthur glared at him. He proceeded to strip back out of the cloths he had shoved on before he jumped into the shower and pinned Arthur to the wall.



“You can keep it on if you want.”



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