elfflame (elfflame) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2009-05-05 22:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: elfflame, kink: kissing, remus/severus |
LMOM #5: Slices of a Werewolf's Love Life: One Chance - Remus/Severus, PG13
Title: Slices of a Werewolf’s Love Life: One Chance
Author: elfflame
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s) : First kiss
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Word count: 1285
A/N: And now for the real reason I dedicated this to snapesgirl, for her birthday. The true ship of the arc of my stories this month. I hope everyone likes. Also, the series has a title now. Yay!
Part One | Part Two | Part Three A | Part Three B
Remus couldn’t remember when his obsession with Severus Snape had started. He could remember wondering why Sirius and James went out of their way to bother the Slytherin, but he’d had no true interest in teasing him or anything else at first. When that had changed, he wasn’t sure.
Maybe it had been the day in third year when they’d ended up in Runes together, the only one of either of their houses in the class that was otherwise crowded with Ravenclaws.
It might have been the day a few months later when he’d come back early from Hogsmeade without the others to take a nap before the full moon that night. He’d seen Severus talking with Lily sitting under a tree near the lake. It was the first time he had seen the other boy smile.
Perhaps it had been the day that Slughorn had separated the Marauders for causing a ruckus in class, and Remus had ended up paired with Snape, who had snapped at him to “just chop these and don’t try to think.” It had been the best potion he’d ever made in class. Of course, that had been because Snape had refused to let him do more than prepare ingredients.
Or maybe it had been after the OWLs, when James had cast the charm on Snape to turn him upside-down in the air. Everyone else had laughed. He hadn’t, though. He’d felt sick to his stomach that James and Sirius were so cruel to him. He didn’t deserve it. That had certainly stuck in his mind after.
When they’d returned to school that autumn, Remus had done his best to reach out to the other boy when his friends weren’t around. But he knew it had only been the last few weeks that he’d finally realized how he felt about the other boy. The only question was, would Severus ever be interested?
The only people Severus seemed truly interested in were Lily, who seemed either oblivious to the attention, or uninterested, and Lucius Malfoy who was quite distinctly married. What Remus couldn’t tell was which of the two, if either, might be less platonic in nature. It didn’t seem something he could just ask, either. So he decided to take the chance and hope for the best. Likely it would blow up in his face, but he had to know.
He waited for a day when his friends were all busy, then went down to the library to search out Severus. Because these days, there were rarely more than three places to find him, and one was off-limits to Remus. He wished they had the charm to track the residents of the castle working, but they still hadn’t managed that yet. All Remus could do was hope that Severus was in the library or in the Potions lab, because if he were in the Slytherin common room, he might as well be on the moon.
Luck was with him, for the moment he entered the library, Remus saw Severus’s dark head bowed over an already-long parchment, on which he was scribbling some sort of notes from a book.
He approached the boy slowly. Severus still didn’t particularly like him, but they’d managed a truce, at least, the last time they’d talked, so that was something. “Severus?”
Black eyes glowered up at him from underneath stringy strands of black hair. “What, Lupin?” Severus growled at him.
“Could we…talk?” he asked softly, glancing over his shoulder at Madam Pince, then back at Severus.
“I’m not letting you lead me into a trap your friends have laid, Lupin,” Severus sneered back.
“I won’t. You can choose wherever you like. Just…somewhere we can talk. In private. You can even lead the way.”
Severus glowered up at him for a long moment, then nodded and packed his books away, slinging the bag onto his shoulder and leading the way out of the library, not looking back to see if Remus was following. He led the way to a small room with couches and a window looking out over the lake, and no door, just an archway leading from the room to the hall. “There.” Severus dropped the bag, then turned to look at Remus. “Now…what did you want to talk about? I have a paper to finish.”
Suddenly, Remus wasn’t so sure any more. And the glare Severus was shooting him wasn’t helping. “I… You…have you ever thought about…what sort of person you’d want to date?” he asked, the words sounding ridiculous even to his own ears.
“What?” Severus looked as though he weren’t sure whether to laugh at or hex Remus. “What sort of drivel is this, Lupin? You can’t talk about this sort of thing with your friends?”
“No.” He saw the incredulous look on Severus’s face, but cut him off before he could berate him further. “I mean…I can’t talk to them about…who I like.”
“Why? You have a thing for Evans? That won’t go over well.” Severus smirked at him.
“No. Not Lily.” But just speaking was helping. Remus moved closer, and grew bolder when Severus’s eyes widened at the move.
“Lupin…”
“Severus…do you prefer…girls?”
“I don’t prefer anyone,” Severus growled, taking a step back. “Now go back and tell your friends your little prank backfired, and leave me alone!”
Remus caught his arm. “My friends don’t know I’m here. And I won’t tell them if you don’t.”
Severus’s adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. “Lupin…”
“Do you like me, Severus? Even just…a little?” Because he could work with that.
Severus swallowed again, licking his lips. “Why?”
Remus moved closer. Close enough that he could feel Severus’s panicked breaths on his lips. “Because I want to kiss you,” he whispered.
Severus’s eyes widened further. “But…Black. Potter…”
“I told you, Severus. I won’t tell them if you don’t.”
A moment stretched out between them, silent but for the sound of their breathing. “Why me?” Severus finally asked in a whisper.
“Because you fascinate me,” Remus whispered back.
He expected Severus to say no. To ask for time to think about this. To tell him he was involved with someone else. To say how much he still despised him. But he’d never expected Severus to lean in and press their lips together.
Remus couldn’t restrain a soft moan, and brought his free hand up to curl around the back of Severus’s neck, tilting his head and parting his lips slightly, inviting the other boy to take. Despite his obvious awkwardness and apparent inexperience, Severus was quick to seize on the invitation, his tongue flitting out and licking gently over Remus’s lips.
It was so hard for Remus to restrain himself. He wanted Severus to feel comfortable, so he didn’t want to push. Instead, he opened his lips wider to encourage him to take more.
This time, it was Severus who moaned, his tongue slipping into Remus’s mouth. Remus raised his tongue to meet Severus’s, deepening the kiss carefully, and delighting in the second moan that pulled from Severus, and the fact that Severus’s hands were now clutching at his robe as though he never wanted to let go.
Maybe this hadn’t been as bad an idea as he’d been worried it would be?
Neither boy saw the boy in the shadows watching them as they kissed that night. A boy who was quick to follow Severus back towards the main hall after. And to confront him over chasing Remus. To taunt him hat Sirius would always know him better, proceeding to prove it by telling Severus just how to find Remus that weekend. After all, surely if Severus was so in love with Remus, he’d want to join him for the full moon?