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Unwanted pet * Complete*	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 12010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Downing a potion in one disgusting gulp Lupin handed cup back to Snape. He got up from the table and stand in front of Snape, his bathrobe almost completely open. Snape’s heart rushed again, with a wide grin Lupin walked to the bedroom hearing Snape mumbling something about ‘decency’ and ‘bloody Gryffindor’s’. The room started to spin again and he collapsed on the bed, covering himself with a thin blanket and closing eyes, moaning in pain.
Smells sounds even light was enhanced again. He could smell and hear Snape entering the room. Heartbeats were calm and steady.
“Cheater” whispered with a weak smile
“Sleep now.” Snape’s voice was soft but even and emotionless. He wanted to protest, to argue, to throw another man out of balance and to hear those fast heartbeats once again. Instead, he sighed and slide to blissful peace of slumber.
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
Remus was tossing and turning, moaning in sleep, he sat in armchair banishing most of the slumber. With a sigh, Snape approached the bed and tried to calm Lupin down, reassuring him and whispering in a soft voice. Lupin moaned again, amber eyes opened slowly still foggy from dream
“You are here.”
“Not by a choice, I have to be.”
“Where do you sleep?” asked Lupin sleepy, looking not quite a wake, sounding more like a little child than a grown man he was. Measuring what answer would be the best to calm Lupin and send him back to sleep.
“I don’t… In the armchair.”
“No, you are not.” whispered Lupin and grabbed him by the arm, pulling Snape down on the bed. Losing balance, he slumped on to the bed; Lupin wrapping his hands around him fell into deep slumber.
Merlin save me! His body stiffened, grip was too strong for him to untangle without waking up Lupin again. He sighed That old baboon is owing me now, big time. Lupin snuggled next to him even more and his body gradually stiffened further - he felt trapped. His wand, was sitting on the table, but even if he were to call for it, what could he do? Hex Lupin? As summoned by his thoughts, Lupin snugged, even more, tossing one leg across him. Snape's mind start panicking as he was stretching his arm to call for the wand I told that fleabag to dress up!
“Accio wand! “
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
Lupin woke up rather late, with a yawn, stretched. His head was clear and thoughts coherent. Having a distinct feeling that he is not alone in the room. Glanced around, he saw Snape dozing off in an armchair.
“There was plenty space in here you know.” chuckled
“Yes.” mumbled Snape sourly ”You are still undressed I believe.”
“It is not …”
“Do not even dare to finish that sentence. Not if you do not have a desire for particularly nasty hex, this early in the morning.” hissed Snape angrily ”I will, however, leave you to maybe … I don’t know … try and dress for a change.”
He giggled as Snape left the room. Getting up from the bed slight dizziness returned, Lupin shook his head. With a small hint of panic, realized that he could feel the moon. Being what he is for so long, he did not feel that way for years. The cacophony of sounds was now constant murmur in the back of his head and smells were the direct cause of nausea. He had those symptoms before, as a kid, but they were after effect, they lasted for a day or two after transformation, never before.
Lupin stumbled to other room and frowned on a breakfast consisting of unappealing looking porridge.
“Yuck”
“Just eat”
Sitting down to the table and trying to shove disgusting mush down his throat he carefully listened. Snape’s heart was still calm and even.
“What do the improvements do?”
“Beg your pardon.”
“My senses, smell, hearing even eyesight they are all influenced. Too much for my taste. Symptoms are mixed-up, it was like that, or at least something like that at the beginning. I did not feel like that for a very long time.”
“This brew of Wolfsbane will draw your more…primal…nature close to the surface. Connect you with your…other nature.”
“You meant my wolf”
“If you like to call it like that. The more your conscious mind get a hold of those more … wild and primal … aspects of your personality, the transformation should be easier and your human consciousness easier to retain during transformation.”
“But that…, I have heard about that. That is dangerous! What if I go feral…”
“You will not. The second potion will take care of that. Until…, well I will help you to control your…urges… for the rest of the month, until you do not need me anymore.”
“I will have to drink that other potion for the rest of my life!”
“No. The second potion will build up in your system over time. No more than 6 to 8 months. After that, you will not need the second potion at all.”
“And how long are you going to breathe behind my neck?” Snape looked at him as if he lost his mind ”How long will you…monitor…me?
“6 to 8 months.”
Remus sighed, he already eaten as much of breakfast as he could stomach. Only after few steps, dizziness hit him again. He wobbled to the bathroom. Turn the water on the shower, and crunched on the shower floor, fully dressed. He was shivering. Lupin remembered this as well, bite of chill in bones, freezing him from inside on the day of the moon. All these years he fought so hard to progress, fighting this problem with more and more success. At this point, feeling like that was a major setback. He shivered again, water wasn’t hot enough. Strong arms pulled him off the ground and wrapper towel around him.
“Take off the wet clothes, I placed dry one at the cabinet.” Snape's voice had more than little annoyance ”I should ask Albus for another paycheck, babysitting you is not in my job description.”
The sound of water stopped, steam was filling the bathroom. Opening his eyes, he could not stop giggles. Snape was standing in the bathroom, in what appeared to be Muggle raincoat and Muggle fishing boots.
“Will you watch me undress?” teasing smile appeared in the corner of his lips. Giggles erupted into a heart-felt laughter as Snape frowned and turned on his heel leaving the bathroom with the attempt of dignity. To him, Snape was looking like an oversized penguin.
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
Placing Lupin in bed, Snape was annoyed beyond measure. Even if he knew that this would most likely to happen, he was still disgruntled. It was not supposed to be him watching over Lupin.
For the best part of the day, Lupin was in and out of conciseness. Snape realized that he can have peaceful time when the other man was sleeping and not dreaming, which was not so often to his dismay.
As the evening approached, Lupin was feeling better. They ate dinner and went to the dungeon. Snape showed to Lupin back room he fitted with cage wall, much bigger than Lupin’s small back room, with strong wards on bars. Lupin’s cheery disposition and constant need to laugh made his bad mood even worse. The time was near.
“I have to check something; you can leave your clothes here,” he told Lupin and went to check did all his mail delivered in a timely manner. When Snape returned Lupin was not in the room. Feeling anger and panic rushed to the Lupin’s quarters, only to find him trying to raise wards on the smaller room, shaking.
“You fool!” yelled dragging Lupin to the fireplace.
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Itching beneath the skin told Lupin that transformation is near. Fighting the waves of panic, tried to shake of Snape who was dragging him to the room with the cage. Still fighting while Snape was trying to undress him.
Itching turned to pain and he raised his wand and screamed
“Deprimo!!!” forcing Snape out of the cage, slamming him hard into the opposite wall. Throwing his wand on Snape. The searing pain hit, and Lupin started to scream.
~ SS ~ RL ~ SS ~ RL ~
Tackling with Lupin to force him to stay put, using last ounces of strength to subdue stubborn the wizard, he was silently cursing Albus. Suddenly, strong wind blasted him out of the cell, slamming him into the wall, knocking out the air from his lungs. He murmured the activating spell for wards as he was flying through the air. Lupin’s wand landed near him.
Screams filled the room. Snape was still gasping for air, panting heavily from exhaustion and a blow that knocked his air out. Unable to move to close his eyes or cover ears he was looking in horror. Lupin was screaming and contorting on the floor. Loud cracking of bones filled the room while screams got higher. The skin was splitting, drawing not blood but more horrifying screams. He was mesmerized with the view, petrified by the site. Carefully build protection failing, allowing fear and dread to show in his eyes.
This is a true curse. In his time Snape saw a man breaking by far less, losing their minds, spilling secrets. He could not imagine someone going through this on regular basis. How many times through years he savoured the fact, that Lupin was in pain, he never imagined that. As far as he was concerned, Snape never ever wanted to witness the transformation in his life.
Screams turned to howls and then subsided to painful, sorrowful whimpers. The wolf turned to him, whining, and locked golden gaze full of pain to his eyes filled with fear. Shaking and whimpering wolf dragged himself near the cage door careful not to touch the wards. Half-howling, sorrowful sound and pawing movements echoed through the deaf space as wolf tried to call him close. He was scared, truly and honestly scared. Even as he could see those human eyes, on an ugly wolf’s head.
He could bet his life that this transformation should be less painful. Then again for all, he knew maybe it was. Even so, he was still wondering if he failed in his attempt. That was highly unsettling thought. With regret, admitted to himself that he gained newly found respect for Lupin, and made a slight movement. Wolf whimpered again and pawed, calling him. Carefully, slowly crawling across the stone floor closer to the cage. Finally, Snape got as near as he could and seat in front of it, wolf whined sadly. With fear, still lingering in his eyes slowly pushed one hand near the warded cage bars. Wolf tried to sniff it, touching the ward in the attempt. He backed up as the wolf started to howl and whine, scratching his nose in a frenzy, leaving huge gaps on the snout.
“Calm down Lupin, calm down.” whispered with a trembling voice, but wolf continued to claw his snout ”I must be out of my wits.”
Once again approached the cage bars again making adjustments in the ward, leaving just a small space free, big enough for his hand to slide in.
Madam Pomfrey will have to grow me a new arm tomorrow, whined as he focused to stop trembling. Holding his breath slid one arm through the gap in the ward and beneath the bars, under the cage door.
“Do not harm me, Lupin” gasped.
The wolf was looking at him, his ears flapped back to the head, kneeling down, whimpering, and nearing to his hand. Fighting the notion to pull back the arm and run, breathing slowly, suppressing fear, he focused on the wolf’s eyes. A wet nose touched the hand and sniffed, and lay on it. Wolf’s eyes, full of sorrow, fixed on him. Snape tried to retract his hand, but the wolf whined sorrowfully and he gave up. Placing himself on the stone floor, lying with one hand in the cage and other beneath his head, drifting into a slumber.
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Remus woke up, surprised that he slept through change. His head was resting on Snape’s hand. Snape was sleeping in front of the cage; his hair fell over face rested on the other hand. Standing up and stretching, pleasantly surprised with the absence of pain, tried to find something to cover himself. Torn clothes were all over the cell, his wand across the room, near opposite wall.
“Severus! Severus! Snape!!!” the other man opened his eyes slowly
Looking at Snape’s foggy eyes, realizing that the man probably was not fully awake. Finally, Snape carefully pulled back his hand and sat, still sleepy took the wand and mumbled spell, lowering wards.
“I will bring you some clothes” Snape’s voice was harsh from sleep and somewhat softer than usual. Ears filled with fast thumps of Snape’s heart, he nodded silently. Snape’s heartbeats were slow and steady when he returned with house robe and two small phials. Snape cover his lower body with a robe and showed phials to him. One was pain-numbing potion and he welcomed it even if now there was no need for it. Second, tasted odd and unfamiliar, but he drank it anyway. Snape was spreading healing salve on wounds and bruises, first on his back, then on the torso, rubbing them in precise, gentle moves. Facing the Potion Master, observing with wonder as he took a small amount of salve, spread it carefully on fingers and touched his face. Remus flinched, stiffening back, and Snape grabbed him by the chin firmly, touching his face again.
“You mangled your face last night. Now stand still and let me help you.” Snape growled at him.
Lupin felt lost in face of this change. As if the situation was not embarrassing enough, Snape’s behaviour was far from familiar. Not sure, what is going on or how to react to this change. Why do you have to be so caring? I need you to spill your poison at me as you always do. Gentle touches stopped
“Can you stand?”
“Yes.”
“Then we can go to the room, there are some food and clean clothes for you.”
“Can, …can I take a shower?”
“Later, yes. Salves need time to soak in.”
“All right, you go and I’ll come a bit later if you don’t mind?”
“Are you sure you can?”
“I am not little kid anymore Snape” answered, maybe more sharply than he wanted ”Before you came to nanny me, I did all this by myself. I will be fine, just need few moments alone.”
“As you wish.” coldly replied Snape and left the room. Shakingly tightened house robe. Breathing deeply to steady himself, tried to remember when was the last time he was so confused by the situation. Testing this new potion, he tried to remember, something, anything from last night. Image of Snape’s face during his transformation, expression of shock on Snape’s face and horror in his eyes, came to mind. Fear, fear that almost had taste, fear that was filling his nostrils for the good part of the night, still present even after Snape fell asleep. Why did you stay?
Suddenly, he felt sick and throw up before he could even try to stop it. Then everything went black. Surrounded with blackens Lupin could feel two strong arms lifting him, pressing him on a chest like a small kid and then placing him on a soft bed. The smell of lavender underlined with chamomile and cheddar filled his nostrils.
“I know who you are” mumbled as darkness overtook him.
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