A Little Help from a Snake // Tomarry

Part 72

Reposted: February 14, 2022

Last edited: February 14, 2022 (just added a few lines for clarification)

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Also, that Slytherin!Harry fic I mentioned in the previous chapter has been posted. Its current title (because it still may change) is A Trio of Serpents.

Summary: Sixth year proves to be full of surprises.

September faded into October. Then November. December brought a blizzard that covered the ground in a thick blanket of white.

"It's been two years," Remus muttered.

Harry lifted his head from the book he was reading. "Two years since what?"

Remus was gazing out the window. "Since Sev called me an insufferable wolf."

"You're still hung up on that?"

"Yes. Because I still can't think of a good retort."

"Which is strange because you were the mastermind behind a lot of the pranks you Marauders pulled."

Remus groaned and faceplanted onto the assignments he was looking over.

"Snogging the parchment again?"

Severus' voice had Remus' head shooting upward again. "No." One of the essays had slid off his desk in the abrupt movement and he stooped to catch it.

Severus chuckled quietly. "Here." He handed him butterbeer. "Thought you'd like some."

"Thanks." Remus took a few gulps. "Hey, Harry, did I ever tell you about the time Sirius dumped salt in James' butterbeer?"

"No, why in the world did he do that?"

"Because James gave him a bag of dog treats for Christmas."

Harry snorted. "Of course he did. Did he drink it?"

"Yes. All while staring Sirius right in the eye." Remus finished looking over one essay and turned to another. "He gagged a few times, but he didn't back down."

"I wouldn't either if someone put salt in my drink." He turned back to the book in his hands, only to nearly have a heart attack when Remus suddenly yelled, "Butt trumpet!"

Severus actually squeaked, though he'd deny it for all of eternity. "What?"

"You're a butt trumpet," Remus said, pointing at him.

Harry blinked several times. "That's your revenge for insufferable wolf?" he said.

"Yes." Two pairs of eyes stared at him in disbelief. "Fuck off, it was awesome." Remus disappeared behind his desk, taking the stack of parchments and his quill with him.

Severus and Harry exchanged a look. What the hell?

"Hang on, did you just —?"

"Don't even finish that sentence."

"You did!" Harry looked absolutely delighted. "You actually squeaked!"

Severus promptly stomped over to Remus' desk and ducked underneath.

"Hi, Sevvie!" Remus chirped.

"Shut up and snog some parchment."

The cold weather lasted throughout the rest of December. It was around this time when Sirius, Remus, and Severus officially bonded. But unlike Harry and Tom, they didn't have a party involving half the wizarding world. It was private, with only those closest to them there to celebrate. Probably a good thing, too, because Severus became drunk and rather un-Severus-like, refusing to let Remus and Sirius out of his sight and glaring at Lucius when he tried to speak to them.