Unwanted pet (Snupin) *Complete*

Part 15: The time in-between

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Time blended for Remus.

He drifted in and out of conciseness. The only constant in his hazy mind was the presence of Severus.

Snape poured potions down his throat, whipped his sweaty forehead, or simply sat near - whenever he drifted briefly into conciseness.

When Remus puked his guts out, soft and strong hands held him.

Gentle whisper was floating in his foggy mind.

Finally, the fog lifted, still not fully awake but aware enough to hear and understand what is going around. The quiet whispers of Albus and Severus arguing, Snape' voice sounded worried and tired.

"If he does not wake up soon I will stop administering the second potion to him." Hissed Severus.

"You predicted this reaction if I remember correctly." Albus was sharp, Remus realised that this kind of arguments probably was regular occurrence between those two.

"No, not like this. He is puking blood, that was not my prediction. That is poisoning and I refuse..." Growled Snape.

"That is why you teach Potions and not Divination." Remus wasn't sure if this light tone Albus used supposed to lighten the mood or enrage Snape.

"Do not mock me, Albus. I was, ...I am a lot of things but I never will be a cold-blooded killer." Hissed Snape.

"Do you really believe that this is killing him?" There was a hint of worry in Albus' voice.

"I...I do not know. His mind is in shock, his body failing, he is... He is puking blood." Snape sounded almost desperate.

"I have faith in you, Severus. He will be fine." Softly said Albus.

"I cannot promise you that Albus. Not at this point, and not if I continue giving him that potion." Sternly replied Severus.

"Did you give him the required dose this evening?" Asked Albus

"As requested." Snape' reply was a worried and disgruntled sigh.

"Then there is nothing we can do until tomorrow. Tomorrow, we will decide. Honestly, my boy, if I do not know you better I would say that you care for the man." Albus chuckled, obviously pleased with the development of the conversation.

"That only proves how little you know me, Albus." Hissed Severus.

"Maybe, and maybe not. Try to get some rest tonight, Severus." Albus' words were greeted with an annoyed groan.

Soft hands touched his forehead.

Wet cloth replaced them.

Bitter potion poured down his throat, and he drifted to sleep again.