Helium Raven (severity_softly) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-16 22:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: severity_softly, remus/peter pettigrew, remus/severus |
LMOM: An Intimate Alliance of Contradictions, part 16/31 (Remus/Peter, Remus/Severus)
Title: An Intimate Alliance of Contradictions, part 16/31 (I hope)
Rating: R
Characters/Pairing (this part): Remus/Severus
Characters/Pairing (overall fic): Remus/Peter, Remus/Severus
Summary: "It would take too long to explain the intimate alliance of contradictions in human nature which makes love itself wear at times the desperate shape of betrayal. And perhaps there is no possible explanation." ~ Joseph Conrad
Kinks/Warnings: not very kinky... handjob
Overall warnings: Angst
Challenge: LMOM '08, day sixteen
Word Count: 1900-ish
Notes: This part is set in 7th year. I plan to span 7th year to POA, and keep this canon compliant. Thanks so so much to innerslytherin for the beta-reading!
Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Part 6 l Part 7 l Part 8 l Part 9 l Part 10 l Part 11 l Part 12 l Part 13 l Part 14 l Part 15 l Part 16
There were at least a half a dozen reasons that Remus could think of to explain why Severus might have not come to meet Remus, when Remus sent his note two days later. None of them he particularly liked, but he supposed there was no avoiding that.
He'd specifically not given Peter a yes or no answer about whether or not he consented to be 'Peter's' the afternoon Peter had caught him and Severus and then made his desires known. There was far too much that needed to be discussed and settled, and Remus had been intending to try once again to get Severus to talk to him about it, before just chucking him. He did like Severus and he was more and more certain Severus liked him. But then, he liked Peter too. As indignant as Remus might have initially been at Peter's reaction and claiming of him, he knew Peter. He knew that was really the sort of reaction he should have expected, especially given the object of Remus' other secret desires. He expected the anger and the petulance, but it hit him that night that Peter had fallen for him, perhaps even unbeknownst to Peter. Peter wanted him so much that he was willing to face up to his "mental illness." Peter was so confused and fragile in a way he didn't let on, and Remus felt an obligation to protect him, now that he had sort of started this whole thing.
Peter said he wanted to be with Remus, which was something Remus had wanted in the first place, from both Peter and Severus, and something Severus staunchly refused to give him.
Still, it felt unfair to simply chuck Severus without giving him one last shot to have more, and without also clearing up what "having" Remus would really mean for Peter. Severus was first. Remus waited for a half an hour in the empty classroom before giving up on Severus showing up, and then gone about with the rest of his day.
He went to Herbology, then sat with his friends during supper. Peter was quieter than usual, but he had been since they'd lain together on that little camp bed off the passageway. It wasn't a gloomy silence though, and he was sitting next to Remus and smiling more, so Remus didn't think much on it. It wasn't until after they got back to the dormitory that rumours started to hit their ears. The Marauders had listened with barely contained excitement at the rumours while Remus tried not to turn green.
Someone finally tried to rid us of Snape for good.
Wanker, serves him right.
Said they had to rush him to hospital wing. Lost so much blood.
What'd he do this time?
What's he have to do he hasn't done already? Little greaseball.
Summoned his wand and snapped it right in half. Someone should have done it ages ago.
Remus thought he might faint, but he had to hold himself together. He wandered up to the dorm and flopped in bed, staring at the ceiling, just to be away from all the gossip in the common room. Severus had a lot more enemies than he did friends, and it wasn't as though he'd never had his life threatened before, but Remus still couldn't understand the sort of inner hate someone had to have to inflict someone with so much pain.
He glanced at Sirius' bed.
Then Peter's.
No. Peter had motive, recent motive, and Peter had anger... but Peter was also highly fearful, and Severus could be frightening. Peter was no match for Severus, and even if Peter had a nasty streak, it wasn't anywhere near as long as Sirius'.
Remus decided not to consider it any longer. Instead, he lay there for a long time, and then pushed off the bed, and slipped out of the common room, heading towards the hospital wing. He took the winding staircases until he reached the right floor, then quietly moved towards the end of the corridor. The halls were mostly empty at this time of night, so his footsteps echoed on the stone floor, but then a door was flung open, and a resounding "SOD YOU, SNAPE!" reverberated off the walls.
Remus froze in his tracks as Lily stepped out of the hospital wing and slammed the door.
Damn it. Remus knew right away that he was going to have to detour. "Shining example, Head Girl," he said, but she looked like she was fuming.
"Where are you going?" she snapped.
"Left my book in Muggle Studies, I think. Just going to check."
"Wrong answer," she said, and Remus blinked at her until she finished. "You're going to the kitchens with me for chocolate pudding and sympathy, the latter to be provided by you."
Remus blinked again, but after a moment, a smile broke on his face. "Well, you did say the magic word."
It was nearly two hours later that Lily finally let him go. They didn't really talk about Severus, save for her telling Remus that Ollivander had already been up about getting Severus a new wand, but Lily didn't say much about her old friend anymore, anyway. Remus didn't push either, because where Lily and Severus were concerned, Remus still harboured some resentment toward her after the way she'd just left Severus begging forgiveness outside their common room.
He went back to the dorm for a while, just long enough that no one would suspect he was up to anything, then excused himself to go do rounds. He didn't really have rounds tonight. He knew none of his friends would check that, though.
It wasn't long before he'd traveled the same staircases as before, and was heading down the same corridor. This time, the hospital ward was dark. Remus slipped inside and peeked silently around privacy curtains until his found Severus' bed, then slipped behind them.
"Severus?" he breathed.
Severus cracked an eye open to look at him. He obviously hadn't been asleep. "Had no idea I was quite this irresistible to you," he murmured.
Remus could hear the slowness in Severus' normally snappish cadence. It was inviting, but Remus wondered if it was sleepiness or medication that caused it. Severus looked pale, but otherwise much better than Remus expected. But then, having been under Pomfrey's care many times since entering school, he knew he should have expected Severus to look better than what rumour stated.
"You didn't? You should have had some inkling," Remus whispered, then perched in a stool next to Severus' bed. Severus just stared at him. "What happened?"
Severus arched a brow.
"Who did this?" Remus pressed.
This time Severus closed his eyes and resituated on his bed. "Never saw it coming," he said, then grumbled, "Cowards. Probably your lot."
"When have they ever hid their faces from you while they hexed you?"
That single eyebrow rose again in acknowledgment, then fell, and Severus held out his hand to Remus without opening his eyes. Remus stared at it for a moment, and then took it. Severus was holding his hand?! Remus' heart did a dance in his chest, but then Severus just pulled Remus' hand under his covers and over his already hard cock.
"This isn't why I came. I wanted to talk."
"If you insist on talking, I insist on getting off." Severus opened his eyes and fixed Remus with an expectant gaze. "I'm sick."
Remus stared at him again, and then sighed, and pulled up Severus' hospital gown. He tugged down Severus' pants and leaned over to spit against the head of Severus' cock. After working the saliva down over his shaft, Remus spit again for good measure and started to stroke. Severus sighed and laced his fingers behind his head.
"I told you before that I like you," Remus said. Severus licked his lips. "I really do, Severus. I think you like me more than you want me to think, too." Remus slid his hand up Severus, circling his thumb over the head of Severus' cock, and Severus rocked his hips into the rhythm Remus was beginning to build, then winced.
"Are you okay?" Remus whispered.
"Yes," Severus said quickly. Remus resumed stroking and Severus drew in a deep breath. "Must we go over this again, wolf?"
Remus pursed his lips. He wished they were having this conversation a different way, but then he just leaned down and licked the head of Severus' cock. Severus' hips jerked, and Remus left more spit dripping over Severus' now glistening prick. Remus twisted his wrist and Severus arched again. Remus' fingers traveled over the heated flesh, squeezing the head, then loosening his grip so that it brushed against the slick skin feather soft.
"I want more."
Severus bit his lips and tried to control his breath, fisting his fingers in the sheets, and then he was rocking against Remus' palm again.
"My... other..."
Severus' rhythm faltered, but Remus squeezed his hand and dipped down to drag the flat of his tongue over Severus again. Severus gasped and resumed his thrusting.
"He... wants me. I want--" Remus broke off for a minute when Severus looked at him suddenly, brows drawn, and curled his fingers into Remus' shirt.
"I need you to-- Is this all you want?" Remus finally stammered, but Severus was pulling him closer until their lips touched. Remus dipped his tongue into Severus' mouth as his hand worked steadily, and Severus made a little noise against his lips before Remus felt his body tighten. Severus held him in the kiss until he was spent. He collapsed against the mattress, panting, and rolled his head away.
Remus wasn't sure what to think, so he pulled back just enough to do a cleaning charm on Severus and his hand, and watched Severus. After a few moments, Severus shifted and pulled the sheets over himself again. "He can have you."
Remus could still feel the tingly sensation on his hand from the friction of Severus' cock when he slipped into Peter's bed that night, though the sting of Severus' words had gone numb almost immediately. Peter's eyes went a little wide, but he scooted over for Remus anyway. Remus wrapped his arms around Peter, and Peter, as usual, hesitated before returning the gesture.
"Pete?"
"Yeah?"
Remus frowned, but asked anyway. "You didn't do that to Severus, did you?"
There was a long silence, and Remus went cold, then he pulled back to see Peter scowling at him.
"Pete."
"Whoever did that almost killed him!" Peter hissed. "You think I would do that?!"
Remus blinked at Peter for a moment. Well, Sirius had nearly killed Severus, but Remus still couldn't imagine Peter attacking Severus on his own, or inflicting that much damage. Or doing it all without Severus ever seeing him. Peter was clumsy most of the time. Remus' lips parted, then he shut them again and shook his head.
Peter's scowl faded just a bit, and after a moment, Remus snuggled up to Peter again, tucking his head under Peter's jaw. The tense lines of Peter's body faded after a while, and then Peter's hand was moving lower, over Remus' hip to his arse.
"Pete... can we just... do this tonight?"
Peter didn't say anything, but he eventually moved his hand higher, and Remus snuggled against him and closed his eyes.
Part 17