Fic: Moon to Moon (18/30)
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salixbabylonTitle: Moon to Moon
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 684 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![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
pervy_werewolf for firmly planting the structural idea in my brain. Props to sirkayem for betaing!
Previous Entries
Moon To Moon
August 31st, 1996: Day 18
A few notes about the potion, as I keep forgetting that that is the actual purpose of this diary. As far as the transformation is concerned, this new variant is just as effective as the regular potion. There was no discernable change on either the process of the transformation or on my retention of my mind. I suppose I will learn to live with the heightened sense of smell and increased libido, if indeed they persist beyond these first few weeks or months.
After spending a day in bed and thanks to Sirius' massage (both of them) and Molly's food, I'm feeling quite my normal self.
I've still not seen Severus, as he's been back at Hogwarts preparing for the school term – which begins day after tomorrow. The children (accompanied by a sizeable portion of the Order) fetched their supplies from Diagon Alley yesterday while I was sleeping. Apparently Harry made quite a fuss about being trapped here (as did Sirius), but luckily someone with sense managed to ground them.
I have been thinking about Sirius and have concluded, based on his typically casual treatment of me since, that the handjob meant nothing to him. Which is fine, really, as it meant very little to me, aside from comfort. I suppose that's all he intended anyway.
Still, I find myself wishing for a companion, a lover. And while I know that Sirius and I are not terribly compatible that way, it seemed for a while that perhaps we could make it work...
The sad truth is that I miss Severus quite a lot and with him back to living at Hogwarts, I'm not sure we could make it work. It's a moot point anyway, if he can't deal with the reality of being a werewolf's lover.
Also, I think Kingsley flirted with me today. He asked me about Sirius "giving me a helping hand" after my transformation and gave me a knowing look. Perhaps the solution to what I am looking for lies in a man with whom I do not have a twenty-year history - what a novel concept!
Perhaps I ought to consider the other possibilities... And I'm not actually limited to the members of this house, although keeping it in the Order (and among the people who already know about my condition) would help. The fewer secrets kept, the better.
Kingsley could be a decent companion. We certainly have enough shared interests, and are both quite practical and down-to-earth... However, aside from his suggestive comment earlier, he's never indicated any interest in me in that way at all. He may not be attracted to me...
By Morgana, I don't know if I am attracted to him – I ought to consider that as well, shouldn't I? Who I'm interested in, not just who will have me. I may not be a prize, but I do have something to offer.
So let's consider Kingsley... I know that I get along with him as a friend, but what about as a lover?
I can readily imagine being fucked by him (I'm such a bottom after the moon). I picture being on my back, legs spread wide, folded in half by his powerful arms while he pounds his huge cock into my arse until I'm desperate to come. I imagine him rather well-hung, although you never can tell. However, if his cock is proportional to the rest of him, then it ought to be quite nice indeed.
I close my eyes and see vague images of all of that smooth dark skin, hovering above me. He's quite built, too. I suppose being an auror keeps him in shape. His arm muscles make me want to sink my teeth into them (my teeth, not Moony's) and I haven't seen his legs, but I can guess that his thighs are equally well-defined. I'm hard just thinking about his body... Broad smooth chest, perhaps with a bit of hair, and mostly the sense of being overwhelmed and taken, which is what I crave most right now.
I will have to think about Kingsley. Perhaps with that hands-free dildo, even.
Day 19
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Author:
salixbabylonFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 684 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!Previous Entries
August 31st, 1996: Day 18
A few notes about the potion, as I keep forgetting that that is the actual purpose of this diary. As far as the transformation is concerned, this new variant is just as effective as the regular potion. There was no discernable change on either the process of the transformation or on my retention of my mind. I suppose I will learn to live with the heightened sense of smell and increased libido, if indeed they persist beyond these first few weeks or months.
After spending a day in bed and thanks to Sirius' massage (both of them) and Molly's food, I'm feeling quite my normal self.
I've still not seen Severus, as he's been back at Hogwarts preparing for the school term – which begins day after tomorrow. The children (accompanied by a sizeable portion of the Order) fetched their supplies from Diagon Alley yesterday while I was sleeping. Apparently Harry made quite a fuss about being trapped here (as did Sirius), but luckily someone with sense managed to ground them.
I have been thinking about Sirius and have concluded, based on his typically casual treatment of me since, that the handjob meant nothing to him. Which is fine, really, as it meant very little to me, aside from comfort. I suppose that's all he intended anyway.
Still, I find myself wishing for a companion, a lover. And while I know that Sirius and I are not terribly compatible that way, it seemed for a while that perhaps we could make it work...
The sad truth is that I miss Severus quite a lot and with him back to living at Hogwarts, I'm not sure we could make it work. It's a moot point anyway, if he can't deal with the reality of being a werewolf's lover.
Also, I think Kingsley flirted with me today. He asked me about Sirius "giving me a helping hand" after my transformation and gave me a knowing look. Perhaps the solution to what I am looking for lies in a man with whom I do not have a twenty-year history - what a novel concept!
Perhaps I ought to consider the other possibilities... And I'm not actually limited to the members of this house, although keeping it in the Order (and among the people who already know about my condition) would help. The fewer secrets kept, the better.
Kingsley could be a decent companion. We certainly have enough shared interests, and are both quite practical and down-to-earth... However, aside from his suggestive comment earlier, he's never indicated any interest in me in that way at all. He may not be attracted to me...
By Morgana, I don't know if I am attracted to him – I ought to consider that as well, shouldn't I? Who I'm interested in, not just who will have me. I may not be a prize, but I do have something to offer.
So let's consider Kingsley... I know that I get along with him as a friend, but what about as a lover?
I can readily imagine being fucked by him (I'm such a bottom after the moon). I picture being on my back, legs spread wide, folded in half by his powerful arms while he pounds his huge cock into my arse until I'm desperate to come. I imagine him rather well-hung, although you never can tell. However, if his cock is proportional to the rest of him, then it ought to be quite nice indeed.
I close my eyes and see vague images of all of that smooth dark skin, hovering above me. He's quite built, too. I suppose being an auror keeps him in shape. His arm muscles make me want to sink my teeth into them (my teeth, not Moony's) and I haven't seen his legs, but I can guess that his thighs are equally well-defined. I'm hard just thinking about his body... Broad smooth chest, perhaps with a bit of hair, and mostly the sense of being overwhelmed and taken, which is what I crave most right now.
I will have to think about Kingsley. Perhaps with that hands-free dildo, even.
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