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BITE:me	By : CallMeJellybean Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: WARNING: There is slash in this chapter, some graphic malexmale sex is going to take place.

Hermione sat in Arithmancy, barely paying attention to the professor, who was babbling on about something she had already studied over the summer, and thinking back to her conversation with Snape.

She couldn't believe she had talked about Draco that way, couldn't believe she'd talked that way to Snape! And the things Snape had replied with… Did he really think that Draco could care for her? He did say so… why was it so hard to believe? What would she tell her friends? What could she tell them? They certainly weren't in the circle of people Hermione assumed Draco would have informed of his current condition. But she was his mate! She couldn't keep something like that from them. She would have to tell them something, but they weren't going to like it… She couldn't tell them just yet. But she promised she would talk to them and tell them what was going on… what could she say?

Draco paced his room, not caring that he had just walked out of class without being dismissed, nor that he was missing another class by staying in his room to let his anger out. He was supposed to be in Arithmancy with Granger, but how could he face her now? After everything he'd said… What was wrong with what he said, he had meant it, but it was all just so–and he was incredibly–and the entire situation just made him–and she was–and he wanted–Draco stormed from his quarters, fed up with his own mind and made a beeline for his potions master's quarters.

He pounded furiously on the door, not bothering to waste time with manners or anything. The door opened and Draco pushed past his professor without waiting to be invited in and flopped down on the sofa near the fire.

"Can I help you?" Snape asked, irritated. Draco looked up at him, his striking blue eyes smoldering in the dim light.

"I sure hope so," he muttered in reply.

Severus sighed deeply, understanding that this might take awhile. "Give me a second to get rid of my company…" he excused.

"You have company? This early in the morning?" Draco exclaimed.

"Yes." Severus answered curtly and sojourned into his bedroom. A few moments later he returned, flushed and looking thoroughly snogged. Draco's eyes widened at the sight. His godfather was practically smiling with content!

"Who is it sharing your bed these days?" Draco asked almost indignantly. Snape laughed, a real laugh!

"What concern is it of yours who I'm sleeping with?" Severus raised a sardonic eyebrow at the blond sitting on his couch.

"I have a right to know who is shagging my godfather." Draco said in a very Malfoy-ish tone.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Snape said cryptically.

"Try me." Draco challenged. His partner couldn't be worse–more surprising than his mate.

Snape eyed the young man in front of him as though he were debating whether or not to tell him. He took a deep steadying breath before coming clean, "Remus Lupin."

"What?" Draco all but yelled. "How is that even possible! I thought he was with what's her face, Tusks or whatever, I mean, he's part of the Order, he can't be gay, it's like against their rules, isn't it? What the hell? And if you're shagging him then… then you must be loyal to… Severus, you're with Dumbledore?"

"No, I'm with Lupin."

"But you're loyal to the light side."

"Actually, he's got pretty dark hair in some places…"

"Ew! You know what I mean, stop talking like that!"

"Like what?" Snape grinned evilly.

"Stop making all those sexual references about Lupin! It's so gross!"

"Actually, I find it quite delicious…"

"What?"

"Lupin…"

"Is shagging you." Draco lamented.

"Technically, I'm shagging him." Snape corrected.

"At least you're not a bottom."

"No, I am, I just prefer to ride on top."

"Holy shit, I did not need to hear that!"

"But you didn't hear us."

"Agh!" Draco threw his hands up in the air and made for the door.

"Is that all you came for?" Snape wondered amusedly.

Draco groaned and turned back around, collapsing in the nearest chair. "This is bad, Severus. Real bad."

"What's going on?"

"I found my mate."

"How is that bad?"

"It's Hermione Granger."

"I see… that's interesting."

"That's all you have to say? I tell you that my mate is a Gryffindor, muggleborn who is part of the fucking Golden Trio and all you have to say is 'that's interesting'?" Draco cried.

"Yes."

"How can it work between us? I already hurt her once, and I only just made up for it, but it was so… un-Malfoy. I mean, I feel like I'm still me, but there's so many things I can't believe anymore and I'm so confused because a Malfoy would never doubt those things and I am a Malfoy still, right? So why am I doubting them, if it's still me in there at all, and if it's not then who is she being mated to and I just don't get it…" Draco huffed.

"Draco, if I told you that all Slytherins are Death Eaters, what would you say?" Snape inquired calmly.

"That you were an idiot who paid too much attention to stereotypes."

"Exactly. I know you are a Malfoy, and that the Malfoy family has a certain… air, a certain way of doing things that is well known. But that is not to say that there isn't more to them. You are your own man, Draco. You can have your own opinions and still be a Malfoy, you know." Snape tried to repeat what he had told Hermione just that afternoon.

"I'm scared though," Draco admitted.

"Why?"

"My father is so loyal to the Dark Lord… he wants me to take the mark soon." Draco said softly. "I don't want to do it. He'll find out that I'm a vampire, and if I mate with Gr–Hermione then he'll find her and use her to get to me unless I do his bidding. I can't stand the thought of her hurt. I don't think I really care for her yet, but my vampire is in love with her soul and it wants me to protect her and I would, with my life, but I don't know how." Draco's eyes glistened with moisture and he threaded his hands through his long blond hair.

"I don't think you know your father very well, Draco. He cares for you more than you are admitting." Severus was gentle, but serious.

"I don't know, Severus... He always seems so distant and you can't deny that Voldemort is in my future. What can I do? I don't want to serve under that… that tyrant. I think muggleborns are just as well off as purebloods, I think muggles are idiots, but we can't kill them just because they're stupid! I think that Hermione Granger is quite possibly the most amazing witch I've ever met. I think that power should go to who deserves it and earns it, not who can take it with the most force. I think that magic is magic, no matter where it comes from, and I think that the Dark Lord can kiss my ass if he wants to use me as his advantage in this war.

"But how can I say all of that when the truth is that if he had Hermione, I would let him use me, just so long as she wasn't hurt." Draco let one tear escape from his eyes, unable to stop it as it fell down his cheek. "My dad is going to be so… disappointed."

"Lucius wants you to take the mark?" Snape asked.

"The Dark Lord showed up for a visit and I overheard them talking, after he had crucio-ed my dad a couple times for 'insolence' he asked when I would take the mark. My dad said that he didn't want to rush things, but that it would be soon."

Severus sighed deeply and crossed the room to sit on the footrest in front of Draco. "Lucius has kept certain information from you, Draco, for your own well being. But given recent events, I think it's time you knew. There's a reason your dad has gone through so much trouble to keep you a secret from Voldemort. Don't you realize the kind of trouble he would get into if the Dark Lord found out that he had deliberately hid you from him?" Snape paused to let that sink in. "Lucius didn't want to put you in any danger by telling you this, but I think you'll feel safer knowing… Your father is not loyal to Voldemort. He's a spy, like me, for Dumbledore. He has been ever since you were born. The night you were brought into this world, Voldemort came to the house and tried to take you to raise you as a sort of… apprentice. Your father, as respectfully as possible, refused, insisting that it would be better for you to grow up with your family. The Dark Lord was furious and he let your father feel it. Lucius was offset with Voldemort for awhile because of it, but he was successful in not letting you go with him. The Dark Lord left you with him saying that he didn't want to waste his time with the son of such an insolent man.

"Your father saw that Voldemort would never care about his followers as he said he did, he cared only about himself, and you mattered more to him than any oath he'd made to some madman. So he went to Dumbledore and switched sides, but stayed on as a spy so as to take care of you and Narcissa." Snape explained.

Draco sat, staring at Snape with an unreadable expression, as if trying to absorb all the new information. "So… he would be okay with me not taking the mark?" Draco wondered.

"It's not that simple, Draco," Snape said sadly. "If you don't take the mark, the Dark Lord may try to kill you, or worse, kill Miss Granger."

Draco's throat constricted unwillingly at the thought of Hermione being tortured by Voldemort. "She would never be with a Death Eater."

"You don't know that, but you must make the choice… Do you want to be with her and most likely die or even more likely watch her die, or live and possibly never be with her while she lives safely?" Snape posed the question softly, as if he hoped that if his voice was lower, the information would be easier to take. Draco looked up at his godfather, hopelessly, and Severus knew then that it wasn't.

...

Remus Lupin emerged from the bedroom when he heard Draco leave Severus' chambers. The snarky potions master was sitting on the sofa holding his head in his hands. Remus crept over to him and placed his warm hands on his lover's shoulders which immediately seemed to droop in relief yet also in bereavement.

"Are you alright?" the Werewolf asked gently.

"You stayed," Severus said. "I told you that you ought to go out."

"I thought you might need me when everything was over." Remus said as he began to massage Severus' shoulders. The man grumbled low in his throat, but Remus could detect the small amount of contentment that stole into the sound.

"I'm so worried about him, Remus." Severus admitted. "He's got so much on his shoulders so suddenly, I don't want him broken, but I fear that is exactly what will happen. I believe it will come down to him sacrificing himself for Miss Granger."

"You obviously don't know Hermione that well." Remus said. "I don't doubt that Draco has many battles to face, but do you honestly think that his mate would stand by idly and watch as he offered himself to the Dark Lord?"

Severus shook his head. "But what can she do? It's not as though she can use her smarts to annoy the Dark Lord into handing Draco over." he said bitterly.

"No she can't save him from those terrors," Remus admitted. "But she can be there for him to ease the pain afterwords, as I only wish I could have been for you." The brunet murmured softly.

Severus turned to face his partner. "You know I don't hold that against you. All those years in school, I could have used a hand to pull me up because yes, I was spiraling downwards. But you did not approve of your friends' ridicule and you did not participate. I never expected you to try to stop them. Things happen for a reason, Remus. I don't think any less of you for what has happened and what cannot be changed."

"I just believe that I should have said something." Remus admitted guiltily.

"But you didn't." Severus replied bluntly and Remus could no longer meet his eyes. Severus reached out a hang and turned the Werewolf's face to his so that their eyes could meet. "And I don't care." Severus said forcefully and Remus smiled weakly.

The dark man pulled his lover down for a kiss and his mouth burned with the taste of Remus. The Werewolf leaned further over the back of the couch to get a better angle for snogging, but Severus had different plans. The professor grabbed Remus' shirt and yanked him over the cursed, cloth divider and onto him on the sofa cushions.

"Eager, are we?" Remus mused against the other man's lips. Severus only growled in response and the primal sound went straight to Remus' groin.

The Werewolf dipped his hips down to meet the ones below him, groaning as his arousal met his lover's through their clothes. Remus snarled and ripped at Severus' shirt, sparing no thoughts for the now ruined clothing that he threw to the floor. The brunet ran his hands possessively over the cool flesh that greeted him. He leaned his mouth in to the crook of Severus' neck and bit down harshly, eliciting a low moan from the man.

"Mine!" Remus hissed, his voice clouded with animalistic lust.

"Yours." Severus agreed, whimpering as the Werewolf sucked at the skin just below his earlobe.

The potions master leaned appreciatively into his partner's touch. Remus' hands singed their way from his sides to his arms, to his wrists, back up to his shoulders, to his chest, to his abdomen and oh Merlin, down to the waistband of his trousers. Severus' body arched up to meet Remus' hands.

Remus let his hands dance along Severus' hipbones as he kissed and nibbled a path to the man's broad chest. He nuzzled the dark haired man's hardened nipple lovingly. He grinned before taking it into his mouth, laving it with his hot tongue and gently tugging on it with his teeth. Severus' breathing grew shallow and Remus growled, wanting more of a response.

Remus' teeth collided with Severus as he bit the pink flesh roughly and the body that belonged to it cried out. Grinning, Remus continued his journey down his lover's body, kissing every bit of skin he could reach on his way. A low rumble in Remus' chest alerted Severus of the Werewolf's intentions and he quickly gripped his trousers where Remus had them.

"Don't ruin these! They're my last good pair!" Severus said forcefully, but the Werewolf only grinned at his mate.

"That means we'd have to buy you new ones..." He said mischievously, his eyes dark with lust. "And then I could fuck you in front of the dressing room mirror."

Severus opened his mouth to respond, but no sound came out. Remus seemed to take this as permission and took the liberty of ripping Severus' trousers down the legs and flinging them away. He smiled at the sight of his partner, bare before him.

The potions master threaded his fingers through Remus' hair and used the light brown strands as leverage to drag the man up to his lips.

"A little rough today?" Remus groaned as the dark haired man undulated his hips up to meet his own.

"Shut up." Severus muttered against his lips before pushing his tongue into the fiery caverns of Remus' mouth. He played with Remus' tongue, pleased when the Werewolf turned to melted butter in his arms and then became more brutal to compensate for his brief lack of dominance.

Severus sent buttons flying everywhere as he forced the offending shirt from his lover's body. Remus did away with his trousers, sliding them down to his knees before Severus' arms were around him again and his attention was drawn to the heat that pooled between his legs.

Skin to skin, the two were driven mad in each other's arms. Their breath came in short pants and their hands were everywhere, desperately trying to touch every bit of flesh on the other's bodies.

"Are you going to fuck me, or what?" Snape groaned, his manner sarcastic as usual, but Remus smirked at the need present in his voice.

Remus presented two fingers to Severus who sucked on them as he continued to rut his body against the brunet. Remus gave a guttural moan and quickly took his fingers from the professor's mouth and placed them at his entrance. Snape whimpered as his mate teased him with his fingers and clung tightly to Remus' vast expanse of shoulders. The submissive sounds went straight to the animal within Lupin and he wasted no time in deciding that Severus had had enough preparation and impaling the dark haired man with one swift motion.

Severus cried out as he felt himself instantly filled with Remus' length. The Werewolf set a fast brutal pace, pulling himself nearly out and then thrusting back in to the hilt. The feeling of Severus around him was overwhelming and Remus lost himself to the beast inside him, snarling ferally as he pounded into Snape's body.

With shaking hands, Severus raked his fingernails frantically across Lupin's back, pushing back against Remus' manhood, meeting him thrust for thrust. Severus pulled Remus close and swayed his hips, causing Remus to feel even more tightly encased. The Werewolf moaned loudly into Severus' ear, their bodies never ceasing in their endless pursuit of having more of each other.

Remus' chest was pressed tightly to his partner's, his hands steadied on his thighs, using them to help drive himself deeper into that gorgeous body. Severus brought one hand up to tangle in Remus' hair and turned his face to meet Remus' cheek. His tongue darted out and met the glistening skin of the brunet's jaw. Slowly and sensually, Severus trailed the tip of his tongue from Remus' chin to his temple, tasting the sweat that had formed there.

Their moans grew louder, their movements more frantic as they got closer to release. Remus cradled Severus' head with one hand at the back of his neck and crashed their lips together. The kiss was messy and hot, their breath mingling between them as they were driven higher and higher into clouds of rapture. Remus bit Severus' lower lip and raked his hands down his mate's body to grasp his leaking cock in hand.

Severus threw back his head and yelled in ecstasy when Remus' fingers came into contact with his aching hard-on.

"Holy shit!" He exclaimed as Remus slid his thumb over the head of his penis.

"I-Remus, oh-I'm gunna-" Severus stammered as he felt himself close to his release.

"Yeah, I-oh fuck.." Remus panted. He rammed himself forward, body glistening with sweat.

Fire erupted inside of Severus Snape and tears formed at his eyes in response to the overload on his senses. It felt so fucking good!

"FUCK!" he cried out as he spilled himself, toppling over the edge of sanity and into pure bliss. "REMUS!"

"SEVERUS!" Lupin shouted as Severus' heat pressed in around him sending him into the stars. His vision blurred as his orgasm washed over him. Pure pleasure flooded him and he tipped his head back and howled as he shot his seed deep into the body of his lover.

Severus clutched his lover tightly, holding on as if afraid to die of pleasure as he shook with his fulfillment. Remus cradled his partner's body lovingly as they tried to catch their breath, overrun by the sensations running through them.

Remus covered Severus' body possessively as they collapsed, sated and spent. Severus sighed in contentment and played with the smooth hair at the base of Remus' scalp.

"That was..." Remus trailed off.

"Incredible, mind-blowing, amazing, intense...wonderful..." Severus offered.

"I like all those words." Remus affirmed. A contented silence grew between them as they lay on the sofa, too tired to go and clean up.

"Severus..." Remus started, sounding as though he didn't know whether or not to say what was on his mind.

"Yes?" Snape prompted after a few moments.

"...I...I really love you...Severus?"

"Yes?"

Remus blushed furiously and made to detach himself from the dark haired man when a cold hand grabbed his arm and kept him there.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I hoped I could say it when you felt the same." Remus said softly. "I knew you would understand what me loving you means for us, but I didn't want your emotion just because you knew you had to." Severus was silent for awhile.

"I'm sorry," Remus said quietly. "I hoped you'd be glad to find that i am your mate, but I understand that you aren't."

"Don't be stupid, Lupin, don't you know me better than that?" Severus snapped. "I love you too, you lying bastard!"

"I didn't lie!" Remus said, but his affronted expression was betrayed by his ecstatic tone.

"This entire time, I thought you were enjoying me because you couldn't find your mate. There was a constant fear that you were going to find them any minute and would leave me for them. You're a bloody Werewolf! You are one of the most loyal and kind creatures to your mates. I swear!

"I mean, I'm the only one who can bloody touch you during the full moon!" Severus ranted. "Do you have any idea how... honored, I am?" Severus spoke in his condescending teacher tone, but Remus smiled anyways.

"I wish everyone would think of Werewolves like that."

"Yeah," Snape snorted. "Well I have to, I'm in love with one."

"You... you do love me." Remus stated as if it finally sunk in.

"You're very quick on the uptake." Snape derided, but Remus only beamed and kissed the snarky bastard.

"Oh, Merlin, did I get the puppy excited again?" Snape asked, sounding annoyed and looking like he anticipated nothing more.

"Come on," Remus beckoned. "Let's go get cleaned up."

"Is that code for shower sex?"

"WOOF!"
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