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The big bad and the wolf Completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 3820 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Huge, huge thank you to my alpha - Holdt and my beta - inviteme <3 <3 <3
It was nearly two months after their first copulation and Severus once again found himself brewing the potion. This would be the third time since he got here. The morass looking liquid boiled in the cauldron.
Severus frowned at the bubbling concoction. Deep in thoughts, he analysed his situation. By his account, something didn’t add up. He caught himself this morning whistling - whistling! - while taking his morning shower. And that spurred him into revisioning his behaviour in past weeks.
After that first time, he woke up the next morning, still entangled in Lupin's embrace, pleasantly aching in various places. Things were less awkward than he expected them to be, Lupin wasn’t trying to inflict stupid sentimentality on him. Lupin never tried to inflict anything even remotely relationship like - in fact, Lupin only demanded few intimacies and only because he wanted them.  And he had no qualms to provide them.
In retrospect, Severus had freedom, easily available and eager partner and very satisfactory sex. He wasn’t forced or coerced into anything... And yet - he moved completely into Lupin’s room, in his old room stayed only now empty duffle bag and silicone cone, everything else was moved into drawers and armoires in Lupin’s room.
He used to take his toiletries with him and return them into his room, but now they were amassed next to Lupin’s, scattered all over the bathroom.
He couldn’t remember when was the last time he slept in the other/his room.
But more than that - he caught himself deliberately neglecting and thwarting the St Mungo’s instructions. The bubbles on the surface of potion plopped and he scowled at them. It seemed almost as if he was sabotaging himself. But why and to what end?
He blew a frustrated breath through his nose. Fine, being with Lupin is every bit like I imagined it would be. But surely…
Eager steps cut his thought off, his frown deepened. Potter…
“Snape, I brought the potion for Lupin.”
“And I’ll tell you the same thing as the last month - not necessary, Potter.”
“It is. Feel free to toss it, but we can’t remove Lupin from the list. What will he do when you leave?” there was a note of irritation in Potters voice.
“Preferably buy a proper one or continue to use the one I make.” he growled thinking: Idiot-who-won’t-leave-me-alone.
“Well, I can’t remove him from the list - only Remus can do that.” Potter snapped back. Severus lowered the flame and left potion to simmer, turning on his heel to face the little menace.
“Very well. You delivered the potion - now try to evaporate out of my sight.”
“So, how’s Remus?”
“Still alive.” he ground through clenched teeth.
“Just asking…” started Potter.
“Ask him yourself, that is when you stop finding excuses to check on me instead of visiting him. For ones who claim to be his friends, you show more interest in me than him - you and Granger.”
“Yes, about that. What did you do Hermione? She is locked in the library for months - researching.”
“Good, at least she’s using her brain for something.” he hissed, feeling secretly pleased.
“Yes - but for what?” it sounded like Potter was tethering on a verge of a full-blown argument.
“Ask her yourself. Now leave - I have a potion to finish.”
He turned back to the cauldron. If Potter decided to stay, he would be forced to either tip his hand and extinguish the fire or allow for the potion to fail. Luckily, Potter didn’t call his bluff and with muffled goodbye, the nuisance was gone.
Finishing the potion he sighed. It was so long ago, I won’t dwell on the past.
The problem was that said past shared his bed in the present, and that complicated the things. Before the fifth year, before the Shrieking Shack incident, he did have a brief torch for Lupin. But those were confusing times for him and he paid them no respect once he grew out of his adolescence.
At that time he wasn't sure if he would rather snog Lily or Lupin, which did confuse the hell out of him. Both of them were in the wrong house, both of them equally unattainable and both of them in the clutches of those idiots. Lupin turned out to be one of his nightmares, Lily one of his biggest regrets.
It was so long ago, surely I don’t harbour the same feelings as I did then.
And like faith wanted to prove him wrong he heard Lupin’s angry voice calling him, he felt something akin to an apparition pull in his guts. Moments later angry Lupin’s face floated into his vision.
“What did you tell Harry now? Honestly, Severus, you act like you are ten.”
“Nothing. If his majesty can’t handle the truth it is not my fault.”
“What truth?” frowned Lupin.
“That you should buy your Wolfsbane instead using that watered down atrocity they give every month.”
“Mhm, and how you suggest I do that? There are only two apothecaries that sell, and one dose - one dose Severus costs as my entire monthly income. I don’t know why they even bother, it isn’t like there are many Werewolves able to afford that if any!”
Lupin walked back and forth, annoyed, waving his hands in large swipes. Severus had to dodge him a few times. Pulling back out of the hands reach he replied smoothly.
“There is, quite a few in fact, mostly among rich pureblood families that refused to stand behind Dark Lord. Grayback was one of his more...persuasive methods or punishments, depending on the answer.”
That forced Lupin to stop pacing and start blinking in his direction.
“But they are…”
“Unregistered? Yes, I presumed as much. Money, Lupin, can buy anything - including the discretion and the potion.”
“That still does not include me.” Lupin sighed, defeated all of a sudden. Severus felt insulted.
“Well, if you think that my brew is lesser than that Ministry issued poison - then…” he turned to tip the still steaming cauldron into the sink.
Lupin’s hands stopped him in his intent. A firm body pressed against his, and strong arms encircling him, even if only to prevent him from spilling the potion took away a good deal of fight out of him.
“You know I don’t think that, Severus. And I am grateful for a high-quality potion I get from you. But what…” Lupin’s voice faltered a bit, and he made a pause clearing throat before continuing “But when you leave...I’ll have to rely on what is available to me. Of course if you…”
The warmth of Lupin’s body moved from him. He could hear the chair cracks before he turned to look at Lupin who fixed a gaze on him.
“If you would reconsider and brew it…”
“Don’t talk nonsense, Lupin. What do I gain from staying in the wizarding world? Who would buy a potion from me?”
“Werewolves would - if the price is right. I could employ you as Ministry brewer in the new department…”
“Yes, because Ministry would be out of their wits from joy to have a Werewolf and ex-Death Eater and murderer in their midst.” he snorted “Not even Werewolves are that desperate.”
“In fact they are. If you keep the price low enough - they wouldn’t question who made the potion as long as its quality is good.”
“Honestly, Lupin! I can’t decide whom did you insult more just now - me or your kind.” he barked but even if he snarled at Lupin the idea formed in his mind.
Yes, that could .work
Lupin looked like a Dementor was hovering at his shoulder.
“I know you try to do the right for your sort, Lupin. And admirable if futile feet, I’ll admit that. But you as well as I do know that my time here is limited.”
“How...how long before you go?” Lupin sounded sad, deflated, his eyes locked on the floor. He frowned, he had a plan but that was just a rough sketch, he didn’t have any time to work it out. Well, he would just have to improvise.
“A while longer I wager. The St. Mungo’s idiots keep coming up with new and more idiotic healing methods and I refuse to indulge them. I am done being anyone's test subject.” he said gruffly.
Strangely, Lupin smiled at those words, he looked ten years younger. Severus frowned, Lupin’s sudden shift of mood worried him - maybe Lupin started to lose his mind? That thought didn’t make him as happy as he thought it would - it had quite an opposite effect. He will have to do more self-searching and figure out what the hell was wrong with him.
“Well, you know you have a place here - as long as it is needed or for as long as you desire it.” Lupin sighed and grinned at him “Thank you for making the potion for me, Severus. You may rest, I’ll make a dinner.”
Walking to the living room he was in a strange mood - altering between a smile he fought to suppress and frown that wouldn’t come. Maybe he didn’t need an elaborate plan, after all, just an excuse.
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