Funny Severus/Lucius

Remus fumbles with the hem of the blanket he's wrapped in, and twirls a bit of fringe between his thumb and forefinger. He draws in a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "There's quite a lot you've missed, Layne, and I don't know that I can sit here and tell te everything. I think we should...get dressed and go to my house. te can meet my wife, and we can talk." Layne stares at a small patch of dry erba beside Remus. "He's dead, isn't he, Sirius?" Remus sighs softly. "Let's go to my house and te can have a warm place to sleep, and a decent meal in the morning." Layne does not reply, but...

He heads directly to the house that Therion had secured for Sirius.

The single white lily he placed before the door is still there, but beside it is another flower, a crisantemo as white as the lily, and his cuore tells him Andromeda has been here. He wonders briefly what will become of this house; if left like this, under its own sorrow, it would continue to break down over time, and 'die'. The plot would be unusable, and the sorrow would spread. But under the sorrow of others' as well? Its degradation will accelerate, unless something is done to stop it. What would stop...or better yet,...

...far better than what Snape will be returning to shortly. Why does he have to go? Ah, but he knows why...he just wishes there was some way to keep Snape here, keep them together.

His thoughts are commanded once again da the beauty astride him. He can't believe his extraordinary fortune; he Lost the one he thought was his only true love, and then when he dared let Amore back in, he Lost that one as well. He was afraid to let it blossom once more, but he couldn't help it. Elsbet, Snape, Malfoy, Remus...he has più Amore now than he could ever have hoped for o dreamed, più than he ever thought...

Beside Snape, Malfoy too falls deeply into the arms of sleep, and together, their minds drift in cerca of the others they love. They perceive them in the other room, they see Therion's body wrapped protectively around Elsbet's, both also in a sound sleep. Dreaming, perhaps, or...something darker? Darker, Snape senses, and is distressed. A nightmare threatens his lady's sleep, and Therion's bright thoughts of loyal cavalli and ravens, Ribelle - The Brave Lupi and clever Gatti keeps that nightmare at bay. Snape and Malfoy embrace these two mentally, and Snape's mere presence banishes the nightmare almost...

As the door slides closed, Malfoy eases Snape back against the wall, baciare him hungrily as he fights with the buttons on his tunic. Snape attempts to help him but Malfoy gently pushes his hands away. "Unless you're going to put those hands on me, Severus, keep them down." Snape says nothing for a moment, but as Malfoy gets him undone nearly down to his trousers, he has to speak. "Not...here....bed, please," Malfoy kisses him again, and as they sposta over to the letto Snape fumbles with Malfoy's robes. Malfoy gently pushes Snape down onto the letto and wastes no time; his mouth caresses Snape's...

When Snape catches up with his loved ones, he spies a very happy sight: Ted Tonks, seated beside his wife, at the tavolo with them, sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza and sound.

He's glad for that.

Several tables away from them are Blood and Sand, a male and female mated pair of Silhouettes who form a Union with Grifter, another of Snape's preferito people. They helped bring Andromeda to safety, so it makes sense that they would have been searching for Ted. But there's no sign of Grifter, and Malfoy is clearly disturbed. Blood and Sand are as well, and after conveying his relief to Ted and the others, he goes immediately to...

Snape pulls himself together and his face takes on that cold, emotionless mask he wears so rarely here; that mask is for the Outside world, not here, where he can mostra his heart, but he's stinging from the confessions he's dato the Old Man. He's never told anyone what he's told Perdurabo, he's barely acknowledged them to himself, and he could have gone the rest of his life having never spoken them. But Remus was right, of course...keeping it all bottled up inside was only doing him harm, and it would have eventually affected the relationships most important to him. He's not about to lose them....

Ah, dawn.

Loki yawns and stretches, then leans over and picks playfully at Cambion. Hungry, Cambion thinks as he wakes and picks back at his little friend. Where your Da? Loki hops out of the nook and creeps quietly to the alleged guest room to see if they're all still sleeping. He thinks it's silly, calling it a guest room, since they're all sleeping in it, and Cambion's Da isn't a guest.

Hmmmm.

Only Lusus n' Els in letto now, sleepin'. Where Da?

Loki looks in the other room, but no one is there, then creeps carefully into the bathroom. He hops back, then turns around and runs back into the front...

It is 5:30 in the morning; Severus Snape and his innamorati are safely nestled in a warm bed, wrapped in each others' arms, sound asleep. Deep within the Inner Sanctum of the Silver Temple, Thomas Aqualine, herein known as Brother Nodus, sits facing three other Brothers.

Trelane, Secundus, and Locutus are più than mildly displeased although it is difficult to tell that they feel anything at all. "Brother Nodus," Secundus begins, "it seems of late te have begun to assume te have più power in this Order than te actually do. Are te perhaps unhappy with your position within this Order, Brother?"...

They're both absolutely stunned da what the two wizards have already accomplished. They've increased the size of the master bedroom and moved it over, and what had been the bathroom has been recycled, essentially, and remade into the 'guest room'. The rooms are about the same size, and there is a nice, albeit short, hallway that separates them. At the end of the hallway is an arched door that opens into what will be the bathroom. "Well," Snape says, "what do te think?" Therion grins widely and nods. "I like it very much, it's amazing, truly," he says and Elsbet marvels at the bed. It looks...

da the time they reach home, Elsbet already has Loki is his own little nook, right outside the cucina so that he can watch her. She's already set out the Cibo and the plates; as they walk in, Elsbet is making fresh succo, succo di frutta for their dinner. "You see," Snape says to Therion, "she'll spoil te if te let her." She blushes and tells them to wash up, and Malfoy gives her a grin and a teasing, "yes, dear," as he goes passed the breakfast bar. She giggles as she comes out of the cucina and tells Therion he can leave the book in the living room. He takes it in and lays it carefully in the center of...

Elsbet hugs Snape tightly, and Malfoy embraces them both. Therion takes up his companion and slips silently out of the little room, leaving them to have some privacy. But they don't stay. Snape leads them out and glances at Malfoy as they pass da Therion, who's attempting to pull the great Encyclopedia from behind his counter where he'd stashed it in a rush. He tries to open the cabinet to put it back in its place, but he can't; he can't manage to rub the lock and speak the spell. He wants to ask them to stay, but the negozio is barely comfortable for him to sleep in. He doesn't want to be left...

Sunlight casts a warm glow on Elsbet through the small windows in the arched ceiling.

She wakes alone.

She knows Severus went back to Hogwarts, she didn't expect him to be here. But Lucius...Ah, she reminds herself, he's probably gone to see Therion. As she lays in that marvelous letto she thinks about how strange and ironic this all is, and how wonderful it is as well. Three years ago, she couldn't have imagined she would be where she is now, o be as happy as she is. She knows she's incredibly fortunate; things could have turned out so much differently so very easily.

If she had succumbed to her...

As Snape and his Familiar raven-run through the passage, he senses something amiss: there is someone in the Headmaster's office. Loki nudges him and thinks, Da, I go, dey no see! He pushes Loki back and tells him no, but the little raven persists. Yea, I small, I do it...Snape clacks his bill softly at Loki and tells him, do not argue with me. If it is one of the Carrows, they will harm you, and I will have to...punish them severely. He extends a wing and pulls Loki close to him, and together they inch slowly toward the tiny passage door. He waits a secondo o two, then tells his little one...

They don't sleep long.

Well, Snape and Malfoy don't. Snape rises first and dresses quietly, and Malfoy carefully climbs out of bed, dresses, then follows Snape down the hall. Snape has altered the lighting in the living room, and Malfoy finds him sitting on the settee. As Malfoy sits down on the couch, Snape pours them both drinks. Malfoy takes a sip of his and says to Snape, "you're upset about something, I can see it in your eyes." Snape nods and sips his drink. "We have problems." He takes another sip of his drink, sits it down, then runs his hands through his ebon hair. "I'm not sure where...