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Snapelike (snapelike) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-26 22:21:00

LMoM: The Diary of a Death Eater Whore, Part 26 (SS/RL)
Title: The Diary of a Death Eater Whore 26/31
Rating (this chapter): NC-17
Pairing, all-over: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape
Additional pairings, this chapter: None
Kink(s): Semi-public sex, train sex, role playing
Challenge: LMoM 2008
Word count: 4,300
Link to all chapters: here.
Notes: Beta by the lovely envinyatar15 and wonderful red_day_dawning.
Summary: Severus Snape returns to a post-war wizarding world without the Dark Lord. No matter the Dark Lord died, his followers still won the battle and the power to rule. In this new world, former Order members are forced to get by as best they can - those who haven't escaped - even if the occupation is not to their liking. Some have even become quite successful and sought after - like the infamous Remus Lupin. The question is: will this new world order make it impossible for love to develop and grow between two such different wizards as a Death Eater spy and a paid man, a werewolf whore?



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26th May, 2008 - Poison and Politics

'You know you will have to decide. You cannot keep standing between the faction that wants the prisoners of war released, and the pure-blood radicals. There simply isn't a choice any longer.' Severus crossed his arms, waiting for Lucius to realise the same thing. 'I have decided already. I am leading the rebellion against their rule, if there is going to be a rebellion. If you want anything to say in this, I suggest you find out were you stand. Today. Tomorrow may be too late, because our Dark Lord-loving friend will not sit idle and wait for us to react.' Severus would do what he could to prevent open fighting, and nipping this in the bud would be the most sensible thing to do. However, Lucius was still Minister for Magic, and Severus would not act without his consent. Not yet, at least.

Lucius was striding back and forth over the floor. Severus wondered if the green and blue Aubusson had been charmed to avoid wear and tear. No matter the state of said rug, Lucius was clearly indecisive.

Lucius turned around and leaned over the mahogany desk, supporting himself on his hands. 'I have no real alternative. I either do what you suggest, or I'll have you as my enemy. Is that it?'

'No. I'll never be your enemy. We have been friends for more than thirty years, Lucius. You are too valuable to me.' Severus had to convince Lucius to take a step closer to his side. There had to be put and end to the constant conflicts between Lord Voldemort's most firm supporters and the more relaxed faction. Personally, Severus detested the Dark Lord for years. The murder attempt by Nagini hadn't exactly made Severus love the man more, just as he wasn't impressed by the witches and wizards who behaved as if Tom Riddle was still alive. 'There is a third possibility,' Severus said. 'You give Rodolphus what he wants, and we're back to war and torture and killing Muggles. Did you really like it that much?'

'I can assure you I didn't like it. Muggles... I would rather be rid of them, but not by killing them myself. Torture and killings are vastly overrated.'

Severus couldn't stop himself from smiling. 'You are against torture because you got your slice of it when Lord Voldemort threatened your son through you. Not really a pleasant and parliamentary method to rule by, is it?'

'I'll give you that. No, it is not.' Frustrated, Lucius pulled out his chair and sat down. 'Why do people always believe it is I who pull you into scheming and plans I want executed?' Lucius shook his head. 'It is so kind of you to let me stay as Minister for Magic, since I obviously is nothing but your puppet.' Lucius gave Severus a wicked grin. 'Clearly, you've found another way to have your hand up my arse.'

'Charming, Lucius.' Severus huffed. 'Jealous?'

'Yes, of course. Mr Lupin is a lucky man.'

'Very lucky. One almost forgets his current imprisonment in the Ministry's brothel, just to revel in how lucky he is.' Severus gave Lucius a cold glare. Sometimes the man was beyond dense. 'So what do we do? I suggest we look into giving back the rights of the prisoners and Muggle-borns we can use. If it can be done quietly... make them sign contracts not to make it public?' Severus wasn't sure if it was a suggestion too daring for Lucius.

'No. Maybe one or two, but you are not going to use this as a way to get Lupin out. He fought against our side, Severus. He killed and plotted and spied against us. How do you think it would look in public, if he were released? As it is, the public doesn't even know that Lupin's prison is also his property. The public is not aware he has become rich by doing what he's doing.' Lucius shook his had again before he looked away. He seemed not to be able to look Severus in the eye. 'His crimes against the wizarding world are too many. He's one of the most notorious criminals we have imprisoned.'

'Except for me. I did the exact same thing, Lucius. You are not making sense. Maybe you should send me to do what Remus is doing?'

'But that is different. You want the Muggle-borns gone, and you see the logic in not having contact with Muggles at all.'

'Do I need to remind you what I did for you and your son, or of the fact that you promised me a wish - a wish you'd fulfil no matter what?' Severus smirked. He didn't want war, but since it was inevitable, he would use it to make his own ends meet - including getting Remus and several other imprisoned witches and wizards where he wanted them.

'Thank you, Severus.' Lucius glared at his friend with angry eyes. 'I am very aware of that. But I am still not releasing Lupin unless you claim that wish. As long as we have Rodolphus working actively against us, it is dangerous, unwise. You should know how it works.'

'Obviously.' Severus stood. 'First you blame me for the way you treat Remus, claiming you are doing it to get me my revenge for what Lupin did to me in school, next you deny me the means to set him free of the bondage, even though you know what you have done is wrong. Good work, Lucius.' Severus ripped the door open. 'I'll be at my office, trying to figure out a way to keep you as our Minister, so you can continue to keep the man I love a prisoner. Good day, Minister Malfoy.'



Severus had emerged himself in the lists of next year's students. He hadn't noticed Rodolphus' presence before the man coughed slightly. Putting down the scroll (a scroll which could and should have been somewhat longer) Severus wondered what Rodolphus wanted; if this would be the situation that began the war. 'Hello, Rodolphus,' he greeted his visitor. He didn't ask what he could do for him. Rodolphus would get to that point sooner or later.

'You are not serious... about the Mud-blood whores, are you?' Leave it to Rodolphus to be diplomatic. Severus was well aware Azkaban and the Dementors had left the man with inadequate social skills, rarely noticed, since he - as long as Bella had been alive - never spoke in public.

Calculatingly, Severus studied Rodolphus Lestrange. How blind did the man's prejudice make him? Was it so far from his experience that a pure-blood (or in Severus' case a half-blood) wizard could be attracted to a Muggle-born or a blood-traitor? Was it, in fact, possible to fool Rodolphus? Severus decided to try. If he could just drag a little information out of his opponent-to-be, he would strengthen his own position. Nothing would be lost trying.

'Of course not. What did you think. It is just easier if Moony thinks I like him,' Severus lied. 'He is rather expensive, and I get a sizable discount.' Severus realised he had no idea what Remus charged his clients. If one has to judge by the house he owned, it was not inconsiderable amounts of Galleons. 'I am going back to Hogwarts soon, and he can't go with me. Rather convenient, wouldn't you say?'

Rodolphus sat there, thoughtfully, before he finally spoke. Like Severus, he had probably been calculating too. 'So you don't feel... attached to the Quidditch player either?'

'Wood? You are surely joking. He doesn't even have a brain. At least Moony is able to think without a broom in his hand.' Severus actually liked Oliver. A lot. Talent and determination, that Severus understood well, even if he never liked Quidditch as much as Oliver seemed to.

'So,' Rodolphus said slowly, 'you wouldn't mind if he... disappeared? I am not happy a boy like that is going to ruin my brother's future.'

'You know what's best for Rabastan, of course.' Under the desk, Severus had to pinch his arm not to say something nasty. How dared Rodolphus try to decide for his younger brother? It was just when Lord Voldemort had suggested one pure-blood witch after the other, to make Severus marry and have children. 'He is not doing his duty, like you are.' Rodolphus had married some little gold-digging pure-blood. Severus suspected Rodolphus was exactly as gay as his brother, otherwise he would probably not have used so much time in the Ministry's brothel, trying to get away from the little twat he had married after Bella's death.

'I am only trying to help him.' Rodolphus seemed to believe it himself. 'I need your help with it, Severus. You were always the fiercest defender of our ways. You, of all, can understand how wrong this is?'

'Oh, I can see, all right,' Severus managed, careful not to say exactly what he saw. 'Why don't you just ask Lucius to send Wood away?'

'Lucius is getting... mellow. He won't understand.' Rodolphus's face contracted in a grimace by the mentioning of Lucius' name.

'He is. Not really as our Lord would have wanted it.'

Rodolphus leaned forward, whispering. 'So you are going to help me? To get rid of Wood?'

'Why not? You are my old friend. Wood's just a traitor,' Severus said casually. 'Tell me what you need me to do.'

'Poison. Something tasteless and slow working. Something... plain that can't be traced back to any of us. Something that makes it look as if Wood has fallen ill suddenly,'

'How clever of you. Maybe we should get rid of Lupin too? I like the your idea and I don't want to be riddled with a love-sick werewolf begging me to return to London come autumn term.' Severus had to think fast. Did he have any poison like that, with those properties, something that was still possible to trace before ingestion? Something non-fatal when taken in limited amounts?' Severus stood and grabbed his wand. He went over to a large cabinet, flicking his wand in a complicated pattern to open it. He had stored several potions, concoctions and poisons in the heavy cupboard, due to the lack of a proper laboratory at his house. He pulled out a small vial with a clear fluid in it. It was a weak solution of a poison that was made to take care of Bundimun-infestations. It would do. Severus could easily produce an antidote for it, given a day or two. 'Here,' he said and handed Rodolphus the vial. 'A few drops in a cup of tea or on a biscuit. That should do.'

Rodolphus smiled a malicious smile. 'Thank you, Severus. I knew I could trust you.'

Severus turned his back to Rodolphus to close the cupboard, his wand in hand. Only his good hearing and quick reflexes made him able to deflect the spell Rodolphus sent at him before it was too late. With a wordless spell, he shattered the Obliviation into nothing. Acting as if the spell had hit its target, Severus turned around with a slightly puzzled expression on his face. 'Oh, I hadn't seen you. What can I do for you, Rodolphus?'



'I don't care what you can or can't do,' Severus sneered. 'I am not asking you to release Remus from the contract, just add to it. I need him with me. And he deserves it after what he did to help you at the brothel.' Severus was leaning angrily over Lucius' chair, a hand on each armrest. 'Now, Lucius. Unless you want Rodolphus poisoning half of us before we have the antidote. We are going to use this to our advantage, and you are bloody going to support what I do, or you can look for another adviser.'

'Calm down, Severus. Rodolphus is not going to act rashly. He's going to consider how much damage he can do with your poison before he makes the attempt. Go Owl your lover and tell him not to touch anything he hasn't purchased or cooked himself - not even from the House-elf. Same goes for Wood and the other boys.'

'Yes, yes. He is not stupid. But I need to get to Hogwarts tonight. It is the only place with a proper laboratory.' Severus strode out of the office. He turned as Lucius shouted something incomprehensible. He went back. 'What?'

'I told you to ask your Lupin to pack a suitcase. I am going to order the Hogwarts Express to get you there. I suppose your lover would like his first trip outside London in nine years to be a bit more than a simple Apparition.'



Watching Remus was like watching a child on Christmas eve. His eyes were shining, and the happy smile on his face was so sweet that Severus kissed his lover, right there, in the middle of Kings Cross, just in front of quite a few Muggles. One of them sneered, 'get a room' at them. Severus would like to share the happiness, but they had things to do before that could happen, not that he felt unhappy with a handsome man at his side and quite few hours to spend with him, alone in a train.

'It is a bit exciting for me, too,' Severus admitted, 'going back. Not entirely pleasant... not with so many memories.' Nevertheless, Hogwarts had been his home for so many years. He still wanted to return to the school. Otherwise he wouldn't have accepted the position as Headmaster.

'I'm so happy,' Remus said, not letting go of Severus' hand. 'To drive through England... Wales... Scotland... just once... and I can do it again. I go anywhere with Ted! I'm so happy.'

Remus reminded Severus of a confused, tail-wagging puppy. 'I think I heard you the first time,' he said, but couldn't stop himself from smiling. 'Lucius knows how to make an event of things.' Severus walked quickly towards platform 9¾. 'We better hurry. The train departs in five minutes.'

'Do we have a picnic hamper? And books? Sweets?' Remus was indeed like a child. 'Oh Severus!'

Severus expected Remus to bounce up and down any moment. Better get the wolf inside the train. 'Come on,' he growled and pulled Remus through the hidden entrance to the platform.

The Express was waiting for them; red and black and shining it huffed and sprouted out a cloud of white steam. Only two carriages were connected with the locomotive. 'We're getting the luxury treatment, it seems,' Remus said, opening the door to the first carriage, marked with a 1st class on the window. 'I wonder if we can find a place to sit,'' he grinned, knowing they had the train to themselves.

They were greeted by a guard who showed them to a comfortable room that took up most of the first carriage. It had deep chairs and a sofa, nothing less than a miniature living room. Water, wine and fruits were placed on a low table close to the sofa. 'Bedroom's in there, the man informed. 'Press this button if you need food or anything else.' He nodded and left them, closing the door behind him.

'You think this is Lucius' personal coach?' Remus looked around, taking in the immense luxury it had been possible to cram into the relatively small space. He stumbled as the whistle sounded and the train began moving. He ended up in Severus' arms, not precisely uncomfortable either. 'Does it mean we can fuck in his bed?' Remus asked with the same boyish grin that had been plastered on his face since he had received the Owl with the new version of his contract. 'It's a bit like being home alone and doing naughty things when one's parents are away.'

'You often buggered someone in your parents' bed? I'm surprised, Lupin. And who had the pleasure, if I may ask?'

'No!' Remus laughed. 'I was eleven when I left home, remember.'

'Maybe you were just an early bloomer? And I don't need to fuck in Lucius' bed.'

'You seem to have done so already? Is it true you were once lovers?' Remus' smile didn't disappear; he was truly curious.

'Not really any of your-' Severus stopped himself. Hadn't he demanded Remus accounted for his clients? 'I suppose it might be slightly your business, then.' Severus led them both over to the brown brocade-covered sofa. 'We were. Before he married. I was in love and so was he. Not enough, however, to go against his father's wishes. It stopped when he married Narcissa.' Severus realised he could speak of it without pain. He had loved Lucius, but not the way he loved Remus. He had loved no one like he loved that sodding wolf!

'Ah,' Remus said and his smile turned even more wicked. Severus would like to know what evil plans his lover had.

They dined. Somewhere in train, a brilliant chef had made a perfect meal for them. How, was a good question, since the train usually didn't have a dining service. Remus was looking out the window most of the time, enjoying the landscape. Between the main course and pudding they drove through a forest, and Remus insisted to open the window and stick his head outside. He had his eyes closed to the wind, and seemed to take in every scent and smell the trees and the earth offered. Remus had never, despite everything he had gone through, lost his innocence, Severus could see that, feel it in his lover's joy.

Later, they were served coffee. They sat in the sofa, Remus' arm around Severus' shoulder. Outside, it was getting darker; soon the sun would have gone down. It would be midnight before they reached Hogsmeade. Severus decided he - no matter the urgency of their business - would visit Honeydukes before they left, allowing Remus to get all the sweets he liked.

Remus was nuzzling Severus' ear. 'So,' he murmured. 'We've established you have been in Lucius' bed. Did he ever take you in here... in the Express? While others were able to hear you?

Severus raised an eyebrow. 'Why don't you just say it if you want a full record of my few conquests, on how and when and where? I'd be so happy to provide you with the information,' Severus said, sarcastically. 'Go chase your own tail, or something similarly useful.'

'Mmm, I'd rather chase yours,' Remus said and put his hand over Severus' groin. 'You didn't fuck anyone then, in the train?'

'No! And stop bothering me about it.'

'Not likely.' Remus removed his hand and got up. 'Let's go find a normal compartment and do it... just as if our class mates were sitting in the next one, or standing outside the door. Come on, Severus. Let's have some fun!'

'What are you? Twelve? Severus let himself be pulled up from the sofa.'

'Hardly. I was a virgin until I turned sixteen. Don't be so... Severus-y. Let's play!'

'I'm not going to get any peace and quiet before I give in?'

'Are you saying you'd rather read than have my cock in your arse? I'm disappointed.'

'If you put it that way...'



'In here.' Remus opened the door and pulled Severus inside. 'With open curtains and the light on.' Remus flicked his wand and lit the lamps. 'You don't mind we can be seen from outside, do you?'

'Lupin! You're...' Severus didn't mind. Only wizards could see them anyway, but the guard could pass by any time. 'You're wicked.' Severus could feel his cock stir. For a moment he relished with glee the lovely scene it would have been if they had really done it in the Hogwarts Express, with Potter and Black and the Lestranges and Lucius close by. The thought was... delicious. Severus would have loved that, to let the two bastards find him like that, with Remus' thick cock up his arse, murmuring sweet words in his ear. Lupin's suggestion had merit.

'Oomph,' Severus groaned as Remus slammed him up against the now closed door. Severus could see the landscape pass by through the window. 'Now what, Lupin? Aren't you afraid your little friends are going to see you? I didn't think you considered Slytherins worthy of your company?'

Remus' look was predatory. Obviously this was exactly what he had in mind. 'Usually not, Snape. But in your case...'

'In my case what? Go play with your stupid friends and leave me alone.'

'No.' Remus slid a hand over Severus' chest. 'My friends are not always right.'

'Then again. you never tell them they are wrong. Isn't that what a Prefect's supposed to do?'

'You know, Snape, why I didn't stop Sirius that day?' Remus was pushing his thigh between Severus' legs, rubbing against him. 'Because I wanted to see you without pants on.'

'Are you sodding insane? Leave me alone?' The little role-play that had developed between them suddenly felt a bit too real. 'Black and Potter... they stepped over-'

'I know that.' Remus looked deeply into Severus' eyes. 'I still wanted to see if your cock was as large as your nose.'

'Piss off.' Severus' anger was half-way honest, just as Remus' look into his eyes was.

'Oh no. I have wanted to touch you for some time, Snape, but we were never alone.' Remus opened Severus' robe. 'Maybe we should just use the chance... before any of the other students realise what we're doing?'

'Why would I do anything like that?' Severus managed to look sullen and suspicious.

'Because you want to. Because you can have what nobody else has?' Remus growled, sounding determined he would get what he wanted too.

Severus smiled maliciously and slid a hand down to Remus' hip. 'No one?'

'Yours. I'll be yours.' Remus leaned in and kissed Severus on the cheek. 'I am already.'

Severus had to remind himself they were playing. 'What do we do?' he asked, as he began to unbutton Remus' trousers. 'Should I cast a silencing spell?'

'You're afraid to be seen with me, Snape?' Remus took a step back and sat down on the brown wool-clad seat. 'Just come over here. We'll leave your robe on, they'll think we're fighting if they see us.' Remus smiled, a wide, honest smile. 'Want to see me do one of the new Transfiguration spells?' Remus laughed and turned Severus' pants into paper. 'Much easier to get out of the way,' he said and ripped them off before Severus could do anything.

'Lupin... you... oh!' Severus was pulled forward, knees on the seat, straddling Remus. Remus' hands were on his arse, pulling him closer.

'Do you know any preparation spells? We better hurry, and I'd like to get my prick inside you fast.' Remus rubbed a finger over Severus' hole and whispered the few words of a well known spell, one that was more simple than effective.

'Uh! Lupin! What'd you do? It's cold!' Severus knew the spell. It felt as if his arse was filled with something cold and slimy, which was exactly what the spell did.

'Hurry. Sit on my cock! I want to come before anybody finds out. Please, Snape. Let me put it in you!'

Severus couldn't keep up the pretence any longer. He was sitting in a train with his lover, their bodies moving as the train lulled them softly. Remus was about to make him ride his cock, and Severus thought he might faint from sheer lust. The thought that anyone - and there were at least a few other people on the train - could walk by and see them; Severus half naked, and Remus with his thick cock sticking out of his trousers... It made Severus so extremely aroused. 'Just fuck me, and hard. Fast. Make me ride you hard,' he growled eagerly. 'Do it, Lupin!'

'Oh, yes!' Remus guided Severus down with one hand on his hip, the other holding his cock up so Severus could sink down on it, impale himself on the hard prick.

Severus let out a whimper as he forced himself down on his lover's cock. Felt so good. He stopped only when there was no more Remus left that could possibly fit into his arse. His hole throbbed; internal movements clenched around Remus, hard enough to make him whimper too. Severus rose a bit before Remus grabbed his hips and pulled him back down, not gently. 'Yes,' Severus moaned. 'God, yes!'

Remus took that as a sign that Severus wanted exactly what he had asked for: hard and loud and fast. Soon Remus was slamming into his lover, faster and faster, while Severus was trying to hold on. The slide into that slick arse made Remus wild. 'Mmm, I want you, want to fuck you so hard... want to come in you...' Remus growled and bit Severus' neck, still helping Severus to move faster and get it in deeper. The train's sounds of heavy wheels over the tracks played a rhythm that was so easy to follow; it was as if the train aided them, pushing them closer to the inevitable moment.

Severus put his hands against the wall, riding the thick cock and at the same time rubbing his own prick against Remus' stomach. 'Come,' he demanded. 'Come, Remus... please... make me feel you tense and thrust and come...' Severus was barely able to speak; he was breathless and on the verge of coming himself. He let go with one hand and wrapped it around his own cock, wanking hard as Remus fucked his arse ruthlessly. Severus cried out, not caring one Knut if anybody heard or saw them.

'This... is the best bloody... train ride I've ever had,' Remus moaned and froze before he thrust in a last time, filling Severus' hole with his come. He panted and leant his head against Severus' chest for a moment, before he looked up. 'I can't remember last time I was this happy,' he told Severus and pulled him down so he could kiss him hard.

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