Fic: Moon to Moon (8/30)
May. 8th, 2007 10:06 amTitle: Moon to Moon
Author:
salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 321 for this part, ~17,300 overall
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They're just so much fun to play with!
Summary: Thirty days in the life of a randy werewolf.
Author's Note: Set in some nebulous AU where Sirius is alive, Harry and the rest of the kids are 16, and everyone is staying at Grimmauld Place in the summer of August 1996. Credits to
pervy_werewolf for firmly planting the structural idea in my brain. Props to
sirkayem for betaing!
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Moon To Moon
August 21st, 1996: Day 8
I snogged Severus.
I'm going to write that again, just because I like the way it looks – I snogged Severus.
I was in his lab, discussing the potion with him. Talking about the side effects, namely my heightened sense of smell and the effect on my libido.
Severus was taking my pulse, after performing some magical diagnostics – anything medical beyond first aid spells has always been beyond me. I have no idea what happened, but one moment he was his usual self, detached and professional, and then the next he was stroking the inside of my wrist.
Stroking. As in, light touches of his fingertips on the sensitive skin of my inner wrist. With my sex drive so increased lately it's no wonder I couldn't control myself – it was like sparks through my entire body, instantly making my skin prickle and my prick awaken.
I couldn't help it; I moaned.
And Severus... I'm on some wonky experimental potion, but I have no idea what his excuse was. Our eyes met for a long moment and then I simply snapped and yanked him towards me and snogged the sneer right off his face.
Damn it was good, too. Severus is an excellent kisser – not too dry nor too moist, and those thin lips are more full than they appear when they're not pressed into their usual uncomplimentary scowl. He was quite enthusiastic about the kisses, and my hands were not the only ones gripping too hard on the others' body; I have finger-shaped bruises on my shoulders. And I know I felt his erection against my knee before he pulled back.
Which he did, far too soon for my liking. He almost apologized, I think, before simply turning and leaving. Yes, Severus fled his own potions lab. Somehow snogging me actually unsettled him enough to drive him from his sanctum sanctorum.
Ah well. I enjoyed it.
I'm going to do it again.
Day 9

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Author:
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 321 for this part, ~17,300 overall
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They're just so much fun to play with!
Summary: Thirty days in the life of a randy werewolf.
Author's Note: Set in some nebulous AU where Sirius is alive, Harry and the rest of the kids are 16, and everyone is staying at Grimmauld Place in the summer of August 1996. Credits to
Previous Entries
August 21st, 1996: Day 8
I snogged Severus.
I'm going to write that again, just because I like the way it looks – I snogged Severus.
I was in his lab, discussing the potion with him. Talking about the side effects, namely my heightened sense of smell and the effect on my libido.
Severus was taking my pulse, after performing some magical diagnostics – anything medical beyond first aid spells has always been beyond me. I have no idea what happened, but one moment he was his usual self, detached and professional, and then the next he was stroking the inside of my wrist.
Stroking. As in, light touches of his fingertips on the sensitive skin of my inner wrist. With my sex drive so increased lately it's no wonder I couldn't control myself – it was like sparks through my entire body, instantly making my skin prickle and my prick awaken.
I couldn't help it; I moaned.
And Severus... I'm on some wonky experimental potion, but I have no idea what his excuse was. Our eyes met for a long moment and then I simply snapped and yanked him towards me and snogged the sneer right off his face.
Damn it was good, too. Severus is an excellent kisser – not too dry nor too moist, and those thin lips are more full than they appear when they're not pressed into their usual uncomplimentary scowl. He was quite enthusiastic about the kisses, and my hands were not the only ones gripping too hard on the others' body; I have finger-shaped bruises on my shoulders. And I know I felt his erection against my knee before he pulled back.
Which he did, far too soon for my liking. He almost apologized, I think, before simply turning and leaving. Yes, Severus fled his own potions lab. Somehow snogging me actually unsettled him enough to drive him from his sanctum sanctorum.
Ah well. I enjoyed it.
I'm going to do it again.
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Date: 2007-05-08 06:39 pm (UTC)Whew!
This has been such fun to read, thought the anticipation may kill me.
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Date: 2007-05-08 11:18 pm (UTC)Glad you're enjoying reading it - it's going to be a long month, but at least there's a tidbit each day.
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Date: 2007-05-08 06:48 pm (UTC)Pout. I want that to me *my* line.
sigh.
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Date: 2007-05-08 11:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-09 04:40 pm (UTC)That has got to be my favourite ever phrase.
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Date: 2007-05-10 12:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-03 02:07 am (UTC)Yay!
Loved the underlining of Severus' flight. [snerk] Leaving his own lab? Must be serious...
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Date: 2007-06-04 05:34 pm (UTC)