The Grimm's Dungeon Bat

Chapter Three

Sirius woke up and felt someone else's arm over his stomach, and an extra warmth against his back. He turned when the previous night's events came rushing back to him. His anger at Molly returned full force. He looked at Severus's sleeping face and calmed somewhat. He looked so peaceful and handsome in the morning. If anyone had told him nearly two months ago that he would have Severus Prince in his bed and thinking that he was handsome he would have hexed them and sent them to St. Mungo's to see a mind healer. 

He had been shocked by the sight of Severus in his clothes the night before. The pants were far too long on him and the KISS shirt he was wearing looked more like a dress on him. He wouldn't be surprised if the pants came off that night as they looked ready to fall off before he climbed in bed. Severus had pulled his hair into a bun much like how Sirius did his own hair. He wondered if they would have arguments about hair care products and what is better for their hair like the ones, he had heard Cissa and Luci have. While the Black's were known for their insanity they were also known for their great hair. 

Severus wasn't a blanket thief or bed hog, he was a cuddler and held onto Sirius like a teddy bear. He was cold, his fingers were like ice and his feet were freezing Sirius's legs as they were pressed against him. It was so strange, even with warming charms Severus was always cold, which was good for Sirius who usually felt like he was boiling alive. Severus started to mumble and moved closer to Sirius. 

Sirius stilled trying not to wake his betrothed. How had he ever bullied the small boy that was clinging to him? He noticed that Severus had pretty lips, his nose while a little long wasn't that hooked, and his hair that he thought was greasy, was so soft like silk. Severus moved again, sighing and opening his eyes slowly before shutting them again. "Turn off the sun." He groaned, hiding his face in a pillow and slightly shoving Sirius. "Sure, thing Bat." He got up and closed the curtains. He liked sunlight, and the heir rooms were always bathed in sun in the mornings. "What did you call me?" Severus glared at him, but he looked so cute with Sirius's shirt falling off his shoulder and the pants were off, not that it mattered as the shirt was practically a dress on him. 

"I called you Bat. Because you can't be in the sun and because of how you look like you have wings with your robes flowing behind you." Sirius smirked at him. "Is that a spell? Because I have tried to recreate it but have never been able to." Severus blushed but then shuddered and pulled the blankets back around him. "Your room is cold." He complained and Sirius lit the fireplace before sitting next to Severus. "I am very sorry about that." Severus gripped Sirius's arm. "Warm me." Sirius chuckled and lay back down, spooning the other teen. "It's a spell." He said and Sirius looked confused. "The thing with my robes, it's a spell." Sirius chuckled. "Only you would have a spell to make your robes move. Did you make it yourself?" Severus nodded. "I am not taking Arithmancy. No matter what they say." He glared at him, turning in his arms to looked Sirius in the eye. "Who is they?" He chuckled getting a small giggle from Sev. "I don't care what classes you take. I will warn you I am shit at potions, so I won't be much help." He smiled and Severus giggled. "I know. You blew up four cauldrons and nearly gave Professor Slughorn a heart attack." They both chuckled and Sirius ran his hands down Severus's back, with them just enjoying the lazy morning.  

It was afternoon when they finally made it down. "Finally, we almost went up to get you." Rodolphus said before getting elbowed in the gut by Bellatrix. "Your mom wants to move the wedding date up." James joked his arm around Regulas who was blushing furiously. "Hey, arms off my baby brother." Sirius mock glared at James who only stuck his tongue out and moved Regulas closer. Remus shook his head while reading The Daily Prophet. "You two made the front page." Remus showed them. Severus on Sirius's arm blushing while they entered and looked at each other. "The Darkest Families United!" Sirius wanted to kill this Helen Skeeter. "Calm down, Sirius. You know what they think about our families." Severus was trying to calm him down, but Sirius was always a fly off the handle, but Severus was the calming presence he needed. "They don't get to say half of the shit they are saying about you in this!" He tossed it back on the table and Severus put a hand on Sirius's, letting his magic run along Sirius's own. It calmed the man down, letting the calming magic of his betrothed sooth away the sharper edges of his anger. 

James picked up the paper and skimmed it. "Oh, Prewett is dead! She is so fucking dead!" James yelled and Regulas pulled him to sit. "Sorry Lady Black. I should not have sworn in your house." James apologized, while still glaring at the paper. "All is forgiven James; you will have to fight with Orion and Tobias to make her disappear." Walburga sighed falling into a chair and ordering wine from Kreacher. "Dear, isn't it a bit early for wine?" Orion placed a hand on Walburga's shoulder, kissing the top of her head. Sirius had rarely seen them so affectionate since Regulas was born. "Molly Prewett gave Skeeter an exclusive interview. Apparently, Sirius and she were supposed to get married, that he promised her during a party after a quidditch game. She also said that Severus is blackmailing you to marry him with an imaginary baby." Remus had the paper snatched from his hands by Lucius, who started to get red in the face the more he read. "It doesn't get any better the more you read." Remus informed the blonde. 

Narcissa and Bellatrix were pacing. Bellatrix had dark curses on the tip of her tongue, while her sister was giving her more legal options. "Well at least the picture of you two is good." Rabastan said trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work that well. They all started sending owls to their lawyers to get this under control and take care of the slander against House Black and House Prince.

Molly Prewett glared at the picture of Sirius Black and Severus Prince. He should be marrying her, and she would be Lady Black, and she would be rich, her brothers wouldn't be able to mock her then. "Molly Ginerva Prewett!" Fabian and Gideon broke her door when they flung it open holding a copy of the Prophet. "What the hell did you do?" They looked angry, well she knew that they played together but they were overreacting. "You are slandering the names of both House Black and House Prince!" Fabian started pacing pushing his hands through his red hair, making a mess of it. "Sirius told Remus he would marry him if he wasn't already betrothed while he was drunk off his ass! He never even spoke to you that night or even that week!" Gideon glared at her. 

Molly started to cry, they just didn't get it, he should be with her after all she was a real woman, she could give him healthy, handsome children. "He said it to me! He is being forced into this! Tricked by that freak to marry him!" Molly froze as she slightly felt pain on her face. Gideon had slapped her, he had actually hit her, his baby sister. "You will not call Severus Prince a freak, nor any wizard that has been blessed by Lady Magic with the gift. Severus Prince a good man, a very smart man, and one of the strongest wizards I have ever met." Fabian left with Gideon. Where her own brother's freaks? Why would they ever defend someone like Severus Prince. She would prove to them that she is the best match for Sirius Black. 

She wrote letters to James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, the best friends of Sirius Black. They would surely see that Sirius is being manipulated by the freak, he was acting different than he was at school. Molly cut Severus out of the picture and replaced him with a picture of her. Perfect, as it should be, Sirius looking at her with love in his eyes. The tall, rich, handsome man from Gryffindor and her, the prettiest woman in the whole of the wizarding world. Not to mention that she is a woman, who could give him children that wouldn't be freaks. She set the picture of Severus on fire, laughing as the freak got what he deserved. Severus Prince deserves nothing more than to be burned alive.