Unwanted pet (Snupin) *Complete*

Part 36: Do you want him tame or pregnant?

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made from it.

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Four days later, walking out of the bathroom Snape noticed empty single bed and yet another note. He picked it up and read it, grunting:

" Leave the potion on the desk, do not wait for me I'll be late tonight "

He took parchment and scribbled something on it.

"Dobby!" Called Severus and elf appeared. "Can you please bring me these stones? In addition, ask Albus if he can join me."

"Right away professor Snape." Smiled Dobby and disappeared.

With a sigh, he pinched a root of his nose. I told him this would be necessary, now he has to listen. Dobby appeared again, handing him a velvet bag

"Mr Dumbledore will be here soon, professor Snape. Shall I bring breakfast here?"

"Thank you, Dobby. No, no breakfast today."

"Professor Snape must eat, Professor Snape is going to pass if he's not eating. Dobby will bring breakfast." Squeaked Dobby and Snape looked at him.

"All right Dobby, but not too much, something light."

"Right away professor Snape." Grinned elf and disappeared. When he was alone he allowed himself a moment of slip, looking with fondness at the place where Dobby was standing. That little elf was more like an overprotective mother hen than a servant, and he was grateful for that.

He charmed off linens from Lupin's bed and placed 10 stones on a bare mattress. Just as he finished the work Albus came through the corridor entrance.

"Severus?"

"Your talk did not do the trick." He replied instead of the greeting.

"Are you sure about this?" Albus looked at the bed. "This is not common practice."

"Nothing is common in this situation. You know as well as I that stones have much more use than just to be additions to potions."

"But to use them like this..."

"I've told you, Albus, we might come to this. Moreover, to all honesty, I have no time nor will to go slow."

"If you are sure."

"Albus," Severus turned to the old wizard, a stern look in his eyes. "Do you want your pet werewolf functional or not. If you want him broken than there is no need for him to linger in my quarters. I would welcome return to solitude and privacy."

"I trust that you know what you are doing, Severus. In addition, from now on you have full freedom to do so."

"Indeed." He observed the order of stones once more.

"Are you sure you don't want to place moonstone on an abdomen position?"

"Do you want him to get pregnant or balanced?"

"Isn't that Amethyst bit large and too dark? That could knock out a troll."

"I need sleep and healing Albus, and I am losing my patience with that whining flea-bag that infest my space. Weaker stone and I will jinx him every night only so that I could rest. The choice is yours."

"And you are sure...some stones do not look in correct order."

"Albus I am not following that Muggle nonsense you like so much. If this is how 'full freedom' looks like - our deal is off. You can hand me to Azkaban, I will go there myself, willingly." He sneered.

"All right, I trust that you know what you are doing. No need to confirm with me but I would appreciate if you keep me informed."

"Of course. You just make sure he cannot go back to his quarters and that he has to come back here." He nodded curtly, Albus left, and he checked order one more time: moonstone, thulite, amethyst, sapphire, variscite, spinel, pyrolusite, rhodonite, vanadinite, and onyx. He nodded to himself and began chanting, seating stones deep into the mattresses. Charmed the linens back on, sighing in relief.

He could not but smile at Dobby's definition of 'light' breakfast. On a small table in front of the fireplace was a full tray. He took a bowl of chopped fruit.