The last thing Severus Snape remembered was lying on the floor of the Shrieking Shack, poison coursing through his veins. Now he was standing in the middle of a forest, a bright full moon staring down at him. Severus was shocked to find that he was without his robes. He was completely bare with only a pair of knickers to keep him decent. Severus scowled, extremely irritated. A howl echoed through the night, making the hair on his arms stand on end.
A dark thought struck him. He had died therefore this was something more sinister then any dream. The sound of crunching leaves made his heart pound as he began to run, afraid. He'd atoned for his sins. Why was he being haunted by a creature in the afterlife?
Severus was tackled from behind. He fought his attacker, turning onto his back to stare up into the demon's face. He blinked, confused at the familiar person who pinned him.
"Lupin?"
Remus Lupin grinned. "Yes, Severus."
"What is this?" he demanded "What are you doing in hell?"
Remus laughed and leaned down, capturing Severus' lips in a rough kiss. "Hell?" he murmured. "Oh no, Severus. This... this is my heaven."