Johnny Bench called (kopernik) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2009-05-29 19:06:00 |
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fic search, with a twist
FOUND (on my hard drive): One Snape/Lupin fic, in which Remus had been kept captive in Chile during the war. He's finally found, greatly injured, and after recovering in the hospital, he goes to Severus's farmhouse for the quarantine period before receiving his bill of health.
STILL MISSING: All header info, including the title and author's name. *facepalm*
Chapter One: Remus Returns
One of the first things you must understand is that less than a day before I lost him, Remus Lupin became my lover and betrayer. And he was gone from me for nearly three years. How could I hate him when he had been flung into the maelstrom, cut free from our Order, alone and in danger of losing his life (or dead, as far as I knew)? How could I love him when he had consciously manipulated me into bed to fulfill his own fantasies, taking advantage of my temporary weakness? Fortunately, there was a war going on and that kept me busy most of the time I was not teaching; but in the early hours of the morning, in my solitary bed, I often found myself praying for his safe return so that I could kill him myself.
Still, unbalanced as it might be, it appealed to my Slytherin nature that Remus wanted me badly enough to resort to deception and trickery. I hated being deceived and tricked, of course. Had our relationship progressed naturally, the pendulum of power would have swung my way, and I would have preyed on his Gryffindor guilt to get what I wanted from him. His disappearance stopped the game in play; and his reappearance changed the rules –and the game--irrevocably.
The war had been over for a year before Remus was found chained to the wall in a cellar in Chile, where he had been captured and held pending extradition to Azkaban. In the excitement of the months before the last battle, one thing and another led to his slipping through the cracks. The Ministry owed the Order many things. When we asked, in a polite yet threatening manner, for the revision of the laws that would have made Remus Lupin a criminal instead of a hero simply by virtue of his lycanthropy, it took a remarkably short time for the bureaucracy to fall to. By then Remus was in hospital in a neutral country, where his recovery was slow. Fourteen months alone in the dark, hungry, enduring his monthly change without the benefit of either the Wolfsbane or healing potions, had broken him in ways that the preceding disaster of his life had not. Despite having avoided Azkaban, he had lived with the Dementors of his own mind for too long.