Summer Born (summerborn) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2009-05-30 23:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: summerborn, kink: dream sex, remus/severus |
LMOM #30: Bits of Blue and Gold (PG-13)
TITLE: Bits of Blue and Gold (30 of 31)
AUTHOR: summerborn
RATING: Remus/Severus
PAIRING: PG-13
KINK: Past dream sex
CHALLENGE: Lusty Month of May 2009
AUTHOR NOTES: A sad lack of kissing in this scene. This story takes place post-war, but follows canon only through HBP. You may wish to start at the beginning of the story.
WORD COUNT THIS EPISODE: 870
All too soon, Severus pulled his hand away, stepped back and was completely out of reach. Remus had to exercise his self-mastery once more to clear his throat and try to make a response. To say what he was really think would, he saw at once, be offensive to Severus, and he would not do anything to lessen the likelihood of future contact between them – especially if the contact was of such an intimate, sensual nature.
"I would have to say," Remus said, "after due consideration, I'm fairly sure that the, ah, the sensations were not part of any kind of 'missing' memory. Only the visual."
Severus' look softened slightly, from 'on edge' to merely 'guarded.' "So it didn't bring anything up for you?"
Despite himself, Remus had to smile ruefully at that. It certainly had brought something "up" – something, in fact, that even now was wishing for a better chance of attention being paid to it in the very near future. But he didn't think Severus would be interested in hearing about that, so he shook his head.
"That's a good sign. It means it wasn't something that actually happened, which can put both of us at ease."
"Of course," Remus sighed.
"Now." Severus leaned against a counter-top and began to drum his fingers against its surface. "We need to consider other possibilities. If it was something you saw, and not experienced, it could have been a memory you saw in a Pensieve, though it would have had to have been a false one, and as I was telling Draco earlier, I don't believe such a thing can be easily done."
"All right, I'll take your word for it. What else?"
"Perhaps it was someone who looked like me, someone from a..."
"A what?"
"From some sort of movie, perhaps." Severus wasn't looking at him as he said this, and Remus took a second to delight in the idea of finding "some sort of movie" that had a Severus look-alike in explicit scenes, but he had to shake his head.
"Couldn't be. I'm absolutely convinced it was you, and it was me."
Severus made a noise of frustration. "But how could you have seen yourself without experiencing what was happening?"
The way he phrased it brought back a memory to Remus. "A dream, maybe?"
"A dream? Most people don't dream of seeing themselves doing things; they dream of doing things."
"Yes, but..." Remus tried to think more clearly, to recollect what had happened. Something about a dream, about moving from inside the dream to merely viewing what was happening. "The details are fuzzy, but I seem to remember there was a dream I had where I was doing just that. Watching from the outside, as it were."
"Watching... that?"
"Well, I have dreamed about that, more than once, Severus." Remus kept his voice light, but he wanted Severus to know exactly what he meant.
A few moments' pause, and then Severus brought them back to the matter at hand. "Well then, why is it missing?"
Watching Severus puzzle over this question was almost completely distracting to Remus, but when the meaning of his words had sunk in, he could have kicked himself. "What an idiot I am," he murmured.
Severus' eyes were fixed on him in a moment. "What is it? You know where the memory of the dream is?"
"Yes, I'm afraid I do." Remus rose to his feet, preparing to leave. "It's in my refrigerator."
"You... what?"
"I'm sorry to have given you such trouble. If I'd have known what it would lead to, I'm certain I never would have bothered taking the dreams out in the first place."
Severus still seemed to have trouble getting through the shock. "But... how could you have done such a thing?"
Remus frowned, trying to remember. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "It was the middle of the night when I woke up. I think I was having trouble separating dreams from reality, and thought if I could just get rid of the dreams I could make sure I only had the reality. As preferable as the dreams may have been."
"Lupin. What you're talking about is not an easy task. Your mind would first have to hold onto the dream entirely, and be absolutely sure about which was which. And the dream would have a much lighter, thinner consistency... where did you say you put it?"
"It doesn't matter, does it? The mystery is solved."
"On the contrary, Lupin. If you were truly able to remove your dreams and keep them from deteriorating, as dreams tend to do, then this whole situation is remarkable."
Remus was still not much judge of Severus' expressions, but he seemed to be in earnest. "What do you mean, deteriorating?"
"Haven't you ever noticed that dreams tend to fade from your memory? Unless you reinforce a dream by talking about it or writing it down, it will disappear right out of your mind. The same thing happens when you remove a dream. We don't trade in them here because they evaporate after a few days."
"I haven't actually looked in the cup for a few days," Remus admitted.
Severus picked up his wand from where he'd laid it on the counter-top. "Then let's go and have a look."
Continued (and concluded!) in part 31.