Hell's Hounds reunion!!!!!!
Blaise walked back to the great hall where everyone was still eating dinner. Dazai’s “confession” didn’t take as long as any of them had expected. He grabbed Draco and dragged him over to the end of the Gryffindor table, much to Pansy’s distress, Blaise didn’t care. He had much more important things to worry about at this moment.
When all the Hell’s hounds had gathered around Blaise, he began talking.
“Dazai is awake.”
Hermione, Ron, and Draco, who had all apparently not been filled in seemed confused but the twin’s faces lit up
“Uh, will anyone tell us what happened, because I don't think any of us understand.” Hermione said, motioning to herself, Ron, and Draco.
“Oh, sorry, I thought you guys had been told. Dazai showed up on the doorstep of Hogwarts covered in blood and practically on death’s doorstep. He is now in the infirmary. He just woke up this morning. He seems fine now but is very jumpy and refuses to talk.”
“Why can't he talk?” Ron asked
“Madam Pomfrey said it was most likely the result of Post-traumatic Stress Disorder or phantom pain”
“Can we go see him?!?” the twins shouted almost in unison
“Not tonight.” Blaise stated bluntly “Something big just happened and I don't think he would be up to dealing with people right now. Tomorrow morning should be good.
“Ok! See you guys there!” the twins shouted before turning and walking down the hall towards the Gryffindor common room.
Blaise nodded, grabbed something small to eat, and turned towards the Slytherin dorms. When he walked in the common room he sat down at the chessboard, reset the game and started playing by himself. He imagined Dazai was sitting across from him, playing black, as he always did, and winning, as he always did. He did this over and over and over and over and over and over. By the time he had snapped out of it, it was late. All of the other snakes had already gone to sleep. Blaise stood and walked to the dorms. He stopped at his bed, grabbed his sleep clothes and went to change. When he came back he opened the curtains to his bed before closing them, walking over to Dazai’s bed, opening the curtains and curling up under the sheets then drifting into sleep
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Snape couldn’t believe it
“C’mon Severus! If you keep pacing you’re gonna walk a hole into the carpet. What’s on your mind anyways?”
“Shut up Peeves. Go away.” Snape spat
“Fine! Jeez I was just tryna help” the ghost said, offended, before apparating out of the room leaving the man to his thoughts.
Snape wasn’t worried about all of the mafia stuff. If the police figured out that Dazai was in the mafia they most likely would go after his father since Dazai was a minor and seemingly forced into the mafia. The most worrying thing was what Dazai said his father and that bastard Dr. Mori would do to him. There is no way Dazai came out of all of those experiences unscathed, well, looking at the scars Dazai has, he didn’t get out of it physically unscathed; it’s very unlikely he is fine mentally, it’s probable that Dazai’s… tendencies were caused by his experiences.
What was Dazai going to do over the summer? Over breaks he could simply stay at Hogwarts, but what about summer? Hogwarts is completely shut down, and Snape could not, in good conscience, send Dazai back to that place. What if his Father and Dr. Mori found out he told people about mafia secrets, Dazai would likely be killed. Probably tortured. Snape would never admit it but he cared about his problem child. If it’s necessary Snape will adopt Dazai. Wait what? Snape cared about Dazai but he wouldn’t go that far, would he? Would he?
He most definitely would.
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Dazai was tired
Last night was far too emotional and he hadn’t slept well through the night. He was jerked awake by every little noise, afraid that someone had overheard his confession and was going to kill him for what he had done. He wouldn’t blame them. Sadly, none of the people who he had in the room with him would kill him. They all seemed worried about him. Blaise had even hugged him. Why would he do that? Dazai was a cold-hearted serial killer. He’s killed more people than he could count just because it was fun. Why would Blaise care about someone like that? When Blaise went to hug Dazai, he could’ve stabbed Blaise. Why risk it?
Dazai was suddenly aware of a hand on his shoulder and looked up to see the subject of his thoughts
“Hey, Dazai, I just wanted to let you know that, any time now, all of the hell’s hounds will be stopping by so just be-”
Blaise was cut off by the curtains being thrown open to reveal five kids. The twins were practically buzzing with excitement and threw themselves onto Dazai, both asking hundreds of questions at the same time, none of them being able to be heard. Once they were done worrying about him they both stationed themselves on Dazai’s right like guard dogs.
The hell’s hounds all stood there talking to (talking at) Dazai, with him writing back every so often before they got shoved out by Madam Pomfrey because it was getting late.
Before he could leave, Blaise felt Dazai grab his arm and pull him back over. When Blaise was back at the bedside Dazai picked up a pencil and started writing
‘Hey, Blaise. I have a question. Yesterday, why did you comfort me? You've heard what I’ve done, why did you act like I'm innocent? For all you knew I could've stabbed you right then and there, so why?’
Blaise sighed and sat next do Dazai
“Because I trust you. It's as simple as that. I trust that you wouldn’t willingly and knowingly hurt me, and you haven’t done anything to make me take that trust back. You’ve done bad things, but that doesn’t make you a bad person. If you don't trust me when I say that, trust Professor Snape. What I'm saying right now is the exact thing that Professor Snape said last night. You deserve good things and I'm sorry anyone convinced you otherwise. I know that you don't want to hear this, but it's true. Now go to sleep, I'm fairly certain that Snape will want to talk with you tomorrow. I saw him walk in, then turn and leave once he saw the hell’s hounds. ”
Blaise went to turn and leave but stopped when he heard a small whine from Dazai. Blaise turned, chuckled
“Do you want me to stay overnight?” Blaise asked, slightly sarcastic, slightly genuine.
Dazai’s face lit up at the idea of this and he nodded enthusiastically
“One second,” Blaise sighed. He opened the curtains and walked over to Madam Pomfrey. After a bit of begging he managed to wear her down and she gave him permission to sleep in the infirmary with Dazai. The two of them pushed one of the hospital beds up to Dazai’s. Blaise changed and crawled into his bed
“Do you think that Pansy will be annoyed that Draco spent his entire day with me?...” Dazai muttered
“Yes.. yes i think she will.” Blaise whispered back. Ecstatic to hear Dazai’s voice after 3 weeks.
They had whispered conversations until they both were lulled into sleep