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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
“You may write to them and tell them I refused.” Growled Severus.
“They told me that you will have to return there if you do not follow your healing regime.” Sighed Remus.
If he didn’t know the man in front of him he would swear that Severus was having a temper tantrum or at least an adult version of it. He refused to go to the walks. He was arguing every time when sunbathing was even mentioned.
“I understand that you can be thick Lupin, but do try to comprehend this - I. Don’t. Do. Sun. ”
Severus adopted his old house robe, and he was tugging it now, wounding it tightly around his body. That was so uncharacteristic of Severus. So dislodged from the gruff persona he wore.
“You have two choices, Severus - follow Mediwizard’ instruction here or you’ll have to return to St Mungo‘s.” Repeated Remus with a bit of annoyance in his voice.
He hated this, he knew that hospital won’t take Severus back, but mediwizard explained to him why the sun was important. He hated himself for deception, for not telling the truth. Most of all, he hated how Severus looked right now - his words were the same as always but something was different about the man, he just couldn’t put his finger on it.
Severus stared at him, grim and angry. Colour of his face switching from yellowish to grey. Finally, black eyes glittered with some deep shine, unreadable but strong enough to give Severus in whole a menacing look.
“Very well...” Severus hissed through clenched teeth “If I have to suffer, so will you. The moment you step into the house I will too.” Saying that Snape turned at his heel, swayed slightly and squared his shoulders walking out of the living room.
As the time passed, Remus' irritation grew.
Heat rising up his neck had a little to do with the sun, and he guessed that his only saving grace was the fact that he already was reddish from the sun and exhortation. It wasn’t the smartest to work around the garden in this time of the day, under the burning sun - but it beat looking at Severus.
Severus...
Severus was on one of the old lounge chairs, stretched under the parasol. He dozed off soon after he settled on the chair, but even in sleep, his posture radiated his protest. So Remus took it as a good sign when Severus fell asleep. He conjured the parasol and went to work in the garden.
Remus wondered why he was in the sun at all. Severus couldn’t know if he was in the house or in the garden.
I gave him my word.
But even that was a lie. Severus made an ultimatum and had not said a word since then.
He has a point, every time he calls me a spinless rug. I allow even him to order me around, and I follow like an idiot that I am.
He could be under the shade, same as Severus. But that would mean sitting next to Severus dressed only in the faded cut-offs.
When did he get those anyway?
“You mean misanthropic imbecile!”
Remus jumped, startled with a hissed insult. He turned to gaze at Snape who gave off the appearance of an angry porcupine.
“You let me fall asleep on the sun.” the words dripped poison, falling over thin lips like darts.
“I did not, but maybe I should have.” he replied crossly “Or did you missed the parasol all together? I enchanted it to keep you in shade at all times.”
“You moron, parasol do create shadow, he does not block the sun. Sunrays still can pass through it.” hissed Snape getting out of the chair. “I was on the sun, you can let them know and we can return to our customary sitting in the home.”
Severus stood up and growled, looking dizzy. He jumped to help him but Snape only hissed at him. Worried, Remus followed Severus into the house. Only in the shade of the room, he noticed that Severus's skin was indeed painfully red.
Severus, on the other hand, marched straight to the kitchen and started to open the cabinets.
“What are you looking for?”
“You do possess a basic brewing equipment? At least I hope that someone in the house did, given the plants in the garden.” growled Severus.
“I do, now sit down and tell me what do you need?”
“A cauldron, a rod, chopping board, olive oil, chamomile, mint, a dash of sage, some aloe vera - fresh if you don’t mind, knife and you out of my way.”
He sighed starting to pile up requested items, Severus pulled back to avoid any contact.
“It is just a bit of sunburn, it won’t kill you-you know? And after you’ll have a nice tan. A bit of colour could do you some good.” He tried to reason. Severus' skin did have a shade of perfectly cooked lobster but Snape’s reaction was still blown out of proportions.
“For your information, you ignoramus, it won’t.”
“Won’t what?”
“The colour, it won’t stay. It will be painful for a few days until the redness is gone and then I’ll be the same old charming self with no tan. I told you ...I don’t do sun . Now, move away.”
“Severus you have no strength to... “
“And you have no skill worth mentioning.”
Severus nearly pushed him from the table and hissed. He was still in the same faded cut-offs. With sigh Remus watched him struggle with chopping the basic ingredients. Sweat covered Severus' skin fast. His face was pinched in concentration and a low hiss would escape his lips.
Watching Snape struggle with mortar and pestle he offered. “Allow me to help, Severus.”
“I told you, Lupin. I can manage without your help. In fact, next time don’t help at all.” grumbled Severus.
“Severus, what harm can I do if I…”
The situation changed in a second. One moment looking skittish and unsure on his legs the other Snape was moving with fast, purposeful steps. In no time Severus was upon him, dragging him to his feet, hissing.
Remus' breath hitched. It wasn’t smart for him being this close to Severus nowadays, even when Severus was dressed. Curling his hand into fists Remus allowed himself to look startled. It is better to let Severus believe that he is afraid of him than to let him know…
Severus' face was a mask of furry. A menacing smile lingered on his lips, his voice low and gravely and yet smooth, like silk dragged over pebbles.
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