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The Light In The Darkness	By : RikuRocks Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2791 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Severus entered the kitchen to find his tea prepared the way he liked and the smell of freshly baked scones filling the air. Remus was sitting at the table, reading the paper.

�Anything interesting?� asked Severus as he sat with his latest issue of Apothecary Journal. Five years after Voldemort�s disappearance and the pair still kept an eye out for anything that might indicate the return Dumbledore predicted. Severus no longer had much interest in the finer details of the world, and was generally content to let Remus sum up the news so he could only peruse the articles that interested him.

The werewolf answered in his usual mild manner, but with a strange undertone, suggesting a barely hidden emotion beneath. Severus was so distracted by the abnormal tone that he actually choked on his tea when he finally registered the words Remus had spoken: �Only a brief confirmation of your bestiality fetish.�

The Potions Master put down his cup and stared down at the scarred man. �Excuse me?�

With a deep sigh, Remus put down the paper and looked up at his lover, exposing eyes that were red-rimmed and filled with shame. �They�ve finally managed to bestialise us. Werewolf legislative has been completely turned over to the beast department at the Ministry, which means you are officially shagging an animal.�

Severus felt an immediate swell of anger rise in him. It took a lot to shake Remus, and even more to break through his tranquillity, but the bastards kept trying and it looked like they finally managed it. Knowing his anger was not something the shorter male needed to deal with, he swallowed the emotion and looked his lover over carefully.

The lycanthrope did not look angry and it appeared that he had cried before Severus� arrival. Now he looked beaten, as though this final slight had left him feeling unworthy and ashamed.

Remus pushed aside his untouched teacup and stood slowly, clearly not intending to eat breakfast. He stopped beside his lover as he passed and whispered, �I�m sorry.�

Severus raised a hand to cup the scarred man�s cheek and turn his head, holding his gaze with his own. �So am I.�

The day passed quietly, only to make way for another blow to land the following day.

Remus had been working for a privately owned business that removed, relocated, and exterminated magical pests such as doxies, boggarts, gnomes, or creatures entirely more sinister. Remus had always had a wicked way with other magical creatures, making him an immediate asset.

Unfortunately, the talents the job required meant that it did not take long for his boss and co-workers to figure out what Remus was, but as the customers only saw what they assumed to be a thin and shabby, if polite and unassuming, man for a brief moment, they did not see the need to fire him upon discovery. They also knew that a werewolf was not likely to find steady work anywhere else and used this knowledge to take severe advantage of him. Still, they were the only employers that Remus had stayed with for more than a year.

�Well, at least it�s a new record,� commented the despondent lycanthrope after informing a newly infuriated Severus that he had been let go, due to the business� policy of not allowing animals on the job. �Sixteen months�not bad.�

The obsidian-eyed man fumed silently from his perch on the sofa. He�d had mixed feelings about the job the entire time, hating it for the way his lover was mistreated but pleased to see Remus so happy to just find long-term work that he was actually talented in. �Perhaps the next one will match that without overworking and underpaying you.�

The werewolf made a small hum of agreement before slipping his hand into the taller man�s and leaning against his shoulder as he sat down beside him. �Maybe if I try for something less physical it will take longer to notice my condition�I noticed in the paper this morning that the bookstore in Knockturn is hiring.� They both knew Remus hated Knockturn Alley, but he tried his best not to sound too displeased by the idea.

Severus was further irritated when he realised that his lover was clearly trying to comfort him when it was he who was being persecuted, however, he was also touched and realised he should have expected as much from the scarred man. With that thought in mind, the potions master began to relax as the werewolf started talking about a recipe he wanted to try for dinner that night.

Severus went out to run some errands when Remus went job-hunting again. Remus always ran the house while Severus was off teaching, but usually left certain tasks for Severus to perform when he was off for the holidays, such as restocking his potions supplies.

The potions master passed a queer little shop every time he visited his favourite apothecary, but he never paid it any mind. The only name he could think for it was �fetish supply shop�. Normally, the obsidian-eyed man did not notice the place, and he tended to pity the people who required such acts of perversion to get their jollies off.

That day however, he noticed a section in the back marked BDSM when a man leaving the shop held the door open for his partner. Severus slipped into the store for a closer look at the item that had caught his attention, which appeared to be a stainless-steel choke chain, as made for a decent sized canine. The tag attached explained it�s magical properties. It could not slide over the wearers head, being too small, but would link itself magically around one�s neck only if they completely trusted the person trying to attach it. It would also come off only for the person who had put it on.

It was a gamble, but Severus was no coward and he desperately wanted to lighten his lover�s recent depression. On his way out, he noticed with some pride that the patrons of the store gave him a wide birth�and he smirked upon hearing someone comment that he had the word �master� written all over him as he left.

Severus complimented Remus on dinner as usual that evening, and listened to the painful mixture of contentment and woe in the werewolf�s voice as he stated that he received the job in Knockturn Alley. When they returned to the bedroom later, he handed Remus a package.

�I thought you might like it,� he commented in response to the werewolf�s bemused expression.

The warm smile caused by his lover�s thoughtfulness vanished once Remus saw the chain, and Severus wondered if his little gag-gift had been such a good idea after all as he watched the war of emotions cross his lover�s face until it fell blank. Then, the lycanthrope held the chain out to Severus, who took it automatically before giving the shorter man a questioning look.

The light that had been missing from Remus� eyes the past few days shone through again as he offered his love a small smile, �Well aren�t you going to put it on?�

The potion master smirked as his lover tilted his head to offer his neck to him. The smirk grew into a grin when the chain latched together under his fingers as soon as he brought it around the werewolf�s neck. Once Remus straightened, Severus grasped the chain and pulled him into a searing kiss.

Hours later, Severus collapsed atop the lycanthrope and fingered the steel chain that was all the other man wore. �I don�t think I am ever taking this off you if that�s the effect it has on you.�

Remus laughed breathlessly, �Me? I thought I was supposed to be the animal here�I won�t be able to walk right for days.�

Severus adjusted his weight onto his knees and elbows to avoid crushing his lover. Then he brushed a sweat-soaked lock of hair from the scarred man�s face. �I�ll have to do this more often then�wouldn�t want my pet feeling neglected.�

The brown-eyed man tilted his head to kiss his lover�s palm and then sighed before gazing up into his eyes happily. �Good thing the new job won�t require any running.�

�Indeed,� Severus smirked and straightened, running his hands down his lover�s body, �Because if you can still think about that then I�m not done with you yet.� His lover�s eyes gave him clear permission to lift scarred hips and slam home again�which he did, moaning at both the incredible feeling and the sight of the chain shifting across Remus� throat as he cried out and grasped the headboard.

No one paid enough attention to the quiet, unhealthy-looking man that worked in the bookstore at Knockturn Alley to notice the glint of steel that sometimes peeked out of his shirt collar, and the usuals at the little shop by the apothecary still gave the obsidian-eyed �master� a wide birth, even after six months of patronage.
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