Fic: Moon to Moon (21/30)

[salixbabylon]

Title: Moon to Moon
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 409 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

September 3rd, 1996: Day 21

Today I did something that seems more foolish than wise – I owled Severus and asked when I would see him again, and wasn't terribly subtle about wanting his company rather than just his potions expertise.

I can't stop thinking about him. I mean, I can, for the length of time it takes me to have one off while fantasizing about one of the other men in this house, but... I know it's probably a mistake, but I'd at least like to resolve things with him one way or another, in my head, before I decide to pursue someone else.

I want him back. I don't want to want him so much; it seems most likely that his problems with my lycanthropy will make any kind of relationship impossible. So this can only end badly for me. Yet I feel compelled to see it through... To give him the benefit of the doubt until he says explicitly that he does not want me and why.

I'm not usually this much of a masochist.

I just want him, and now that I've had him, physically, I want more. Permanently perhaps, even, which is terrifying, let me tell you. Who would have ever thought I'd want to shackle myself to Severus Snape, of all people? It would not be a peaceful match, that's for sure. I might be fairly easy-going but I'm no pushover and I imagine our rows would be something of legend. His snits already are, and he holds grudges tighter than a Vestal Virgin her arse.

Then again, he has been different with me lately. We have not talked much, I suppose, but with some people actions speak louder than words, and Severus has always had a lot of bark and very little bite (although he is vicious once he sinks his teeth into you, to carry on with the analogy). He bottomed for me when I needed him to, when there was no possibility of letting him top, without a word of argument. He's made this potion, perhaps not for me alone, but for my benefit, certainly. For reasons I'm not clear on, he's not only consented to have sex with me, but been the one to make the first moves, to stroke my wrist, to come to my room. He does want me.

The question is, does he want me enough to stop being afraid of me?

There's an owl at the window – perhaps it's his reply...


Day 22




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Comments

[megyal]

You have no idea how much I adore these. Remus' ruminations and his descriptions of Severus are so awesome.

[louhq.livejournal.com]

Go Remus!That's my Griffyndor!
Can't wait to see what the owl brings!

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm really having a ton of fun writing these and seeing what's going on in Remus' head. He's such a fun character, both perceptive and sensitive but also with a more light-hearted side. :)

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

Remus does go after what he wants eventually, after he wibbles about it for a bit. And has a wank. ;)

[rakina.livejournal.com]

At last! He's realising just what he needs. I hope it works out.

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

The path of true love (and lust) is rarely smooth. Have some faith, though - stubborn determination can be a good quality. ;)