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Much Ado About Nothing	By : goblet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING

by The Goblet

Chapter 3
Saddened and distraught, Remus slowly made his way back to the staffroom. He had absolutely no doubt that his lover had been deadly serious when he ordered him out of his bedroom and out of his life.

He was confused. When they had first started sleeping together it had been for mutual fulfilment. They both had needs which needed satisfying and both knew that the understanding was not a long-term arrangement. Severus knew that he would wait until his wolf chose a mate, and Remus knew that the Slytherin's parents would be arranging his marriage for him. Discreetly sleeping together made things easier and less complicated. It was great sex with no strings attached.

Which led him to his current confusion: why was he feeling so miserable? If what he had with Severus was only sex, why did he feel as though his whole world had caved in?

He's the one. Remus shook his head. Where had that come from?

Reaching the deserted staffroom, Remus once again sat down in the armchair he had occupied earlier. He thought about how anxious he had been getting every time he went to an Order meeting and Severus wasn't there. How fretful he'd become anytime he heard that another member had been hurt. How he worried about him just as much as he worried about his friends, perhaps even more so. How he had lost control earlier that evening. How he could only think of his lover once he had sensed his presence. How he had been unable to rest until he had seen and felt and made love to him. Made love to? When had it changed from shagging to 'making love'?

Gradually, Remus came to a conclusion: a conclusion which he should have come to months ago. His wolf had chosen his mate. And his mate was Severus Snape. The only problem was, Severus wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.

"There you are Moony! I was wondering where you had gotten to." James ambled into the staffroom and tumbled into one of chairs beside Remus.
"Hi, Prongs," replied Remus distractedly.

Severus had accused him of being ashamed of his sexuality, ashamed of his mate. Was he? Would his friends abandon him if he told them he was gay? Logically he knew that true friends wouldn't; and he knew his friends were true.

But what about Severus? Would they accept that Severus was his mate? Would they understand that he loved the greasy, annoying, snarky bastard, who had at one time been their worst enemy?

"James, did you know Severus is here for the Mid-Summer ball?" he asked.

"Minerva said as much, but I haven't seen hide nor hair of him yet. He's probably hiding away in the dungeons, keeping his grease to himself."

"What do you think of him?"

"What I think of him? For goodness sake, Moony, you know what I think of him," James said, then saw something in his friend's eyes. "Are you asking me for my honest opinion?"
"Give me your honest opinion. What do you think of him as a man?"

James rolled his eyes. "I think he's too scrawny to be considered muscular, too sallow to be considered fair, too greasy to be considered clean and too little to be considered great. However, I will say this: if he was not who he is, he would not be unhandsome, but being who he is, I don't like him."

"So in other words, you think he's handsome and you don't like him."

"I said he was not unhandsome. But, if your idea of handsome is a scrawny, sallow, greasy boy, then I presume, in your deluded thinking, he is handsome."

"You think I'm taking the piss. Seriously James, tell me what you think of him as a person."
"Remus what is going on? Why this sudden interest in Snivellus? What are you trying to tell me?"

Remus shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "I'm gay," he whispered, his eyes downcast, studying the pattern of the rug underfoot.

Silence.

"Is that what this is about? You're trying to tell me you prefer men? Sweet Merlin, Remus! You should have just come out and said so!" James burst out with laughter.

The werewolf looked up at his friend, relief evident in his eyes.

"Here I was thinking you were sweet on Snivellus!" James continued, his eyes dancing.

Remus' face fell as Prongs unintentionally criticized his choice of mate. "I think he is the sweetest, most considerate man that I have ever met," Remus responded quietly.

James stared at his friend. "Moony, mate, I know I wear glasses but Snape? For the love of Merlin, just look at Lily: Ok, she's not exactly a man, and she is possessed with an Irish fury, but don't you think that she beats Snape in both sweetness and consideration? I mean, comparing Snape to Lily is like comparing Mid-Winter to Mid-Summer�" he trailed off.
The sweetest, most considerate man that I have ever met? No! The Gryffindor's mouth opened and closed in a humorous rendition of a goldfish, as he came to a very accurate conclusion. Remus liked Snape? Liked as in wanted to� touch him? Liked as in wanted to shag him? Liked as in wanted to marry him? Oh Sweet Merlin!

"Oh God! You've chosen your mate, haven't you?"

Remus nodded, his eyes downcast. "I can hardly believe it myself," he said softly.
James stood up, throwing his hands into the air. "It's come to this, has it? You, of all people, were the one person I would least expect to fall for Cupid's arrows."

Sirius poked his head into the room. "What secrets are you two whispering about?" he asked.

"I would tell you, but it's not my secret to share," replied James, playing the fool.

"When has that ever stopped you? Come on spill."

James needed little persuading. "He�" the Auror pointed a shaking finger at Remus, "Is in love. LOVE! And that is only the beginning! Do you know who he is in love with? Remus, care to share who has tamed your wild beast?"
Remus face flushed crimson as he continued to stare at the rug. He pulled his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them.

"Snivellus! He's in love with Snape! His wolf has chosen Snape!" James exploded.

"It's true," Remus admitted softly, hugging himself even tighter, bracing for an explosion.

Sirius shrugged, "Well, if the wolf has chosen, the wolf has chosen. It could have chosen someone far, far worse. Do you love him?"

Remus nodded.
"Then he is worthy of you."

"You're just saying that," the werewolf mumbled.

"On my honour, Moony, I speak my thoughts," said Sirius, kneeling in front of his friend.

"And in confidence, Padfoot, I spoke mine."

"And on my two honours and in my two confidences I spoke mine."

"Shut up James!"

"I feel� I love him," affirmed Remus, saying the words out loud for the first time.

"I know that he is worthy," repeated Sirius.

"I neither feel how he should be loved, nor know how he is worthy. And even if you burnt me alive at the stake, I still would not change my opinion on the matter."
"James! Lily is right, you are an idiot. Open your eyes! He is a spy! The man has put his life on the line for all of us. One wrong move and he's dead. Are you telling me that you don't think he is worthy of Remus' love?" reprimanded Sirius.

"I don't think it's Snape that's bothering him as much as the idea of getting married," Remus said softly.

James scoffed. "That a woman conceived me, I thank her; that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks. But don't you think for one minute that I would place myself under the spell of a woman. I'm not saying that I mistrust them, but I retain my right not to trust any of them. Indeed, I will die a bachelor."

"And before I die, my friend, I will see you pale with love."

"You may see me pale, mate, but it would be with anger, with sickness or with hunger, not with love. Promise me this though: if I do succumb to love's fickle whims, pick out my eyes and hang me at the door of the Hog's Head as a warning of blind Cupid."

"When you do fall in love, James, you're going to prove yourself a hypocrite," Remus chuckled.

"If I do, then you can pickle me in one of Snape's precious jars and use me for potion ingredients."
"Give it time Moony," Sirius said, smiling widely. "What was it your mum always says, Prongs? 'In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke'?"

"A savage bull may, but if ever I bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and set them in my forehead. And hang a sign around my neck: 'Here is a good horse to hire: James Potter, the married man'!"

"You'd be horn mad!"

The three friends burst out laughing.

Once they had composed themselves once more, Sirius looked at his watch. "James, I meant to tell you earlier, Minerva wanted a word, something about your costume for the ball. If you hurry you will catch her before she goes to bed."

"Now he tells me! I'll be off then. See you both later."

Sirius watched as James hurried out of the room, before turning to Remus. "Finally! I thought we'd never be rid of him."

Lupin smiled, relieved that his friends were not ashamed of him. He had expected a fair amount of backlash to both his sexual preference and his choice of mate. He was thankful that the only thing James had a problem with was marriage in general, and he had had a problem with that ever since his mother had started encouraging him to find a nice girl.

"Padfoot, I need some help."
"Of course Moony, anything."

"I've royally screwed up any chance I have with Severus."

"It's Severus now is it?" Sirius chuckled.

"Padfoot, I'm serious. He wants nothing to do with me. He hates me."

"He's usually snarky to everyone. It doesn't mean that he hates you specifically."

"He hates me specifically."

"How do you know? Did he tell you that he hated you?"

"He threw me out of his rooms and told me never to come back."

Sirius snorted. "What were you doing in his rooms? You know you just can't confess your love for someone out of the blue. Especially not Snape, I'm not surprised he threw you out."
"He is�" Remus drew up his legs once more. "He was� my lover."

"What?!?" Sirius' chin hit the floor.

Remus told Sirius about his relationship with Severus. How it had begun as an agreement for sex in their seventh year. How they continued to see each other on weekends and holidays. How he kept feeling drawn to Severus. How at times he couldn't think about anything or anyone except his lover. Then, the fight before realising that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Severus.

"I can't believe you were shagging him and we didn't know," whispered Sirius when Remus had finished speaking.

Remus shrugged, "We kept it quiet, I didn't think that you would understand."

"And you're certain that he won't talk to you?"

"I'm too afraid to try."

"I'll talk to him for you, if you want."
"You don't have a very good history with him. He'll think you're taking the piss."

Sirius was quiet for quite a while. "Tomorrow is the Mid-Summer's ball; the masked Mid-Summer's Ball. I'll use polyjuice to disguise myself as you. I'll tell Snape that I am Remus, and say everything that you would say to win him back. And you will have him!"

"Polyjuice?"

"They won't miss a tiny vial. It'll work Moony; I promise you before the night is out you will have your mate!"

tbc...

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