Potions in the Moonlight

Remus paced the blood stained boards of his preferred transformation room. He liked weekend transformations as much as he could like a transformation, because he could have the whole afternoon alone. James had been very suspicious of his desire for a second transformation alone.

"You kidding? Because Pads won't be there? Me and Pete can be fun..."

James had seemed disappointed, but Remus knew he'd get over it. Sirius wouldn't have let it be, but James would make sure Peter didn't interrupt.

Shaking his head and casting an anxious eye over to the high skylight, Remus took in the subtle golden tones of the late afternoon sunlight. Why had he said yes to Severus? This was mad, he was bound to get hurt again, or even die.

'If I say yes and let him stay, I've broken my promise not to hurt him; but if I turn him away I've broken my promise to let him stay... God! Why does he even want to stay?!'

He jumped and turned when he heard someone behind him half expecting it to be James. Severus stepped into the room his hands in his pockets.

Remus's heart sank a little further. He secretly hoped Severus would bottle it and not show. He swallowed, eyes darting back to the skylight.

"So we're going to do this..." he sighed.

Severus nodded. "Stop worrying so much I'll be fine."

Remus swiftly crossed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around the older boy's neck. Pressing his lips against his cheek, he spoke quietly.

"I know... but it's my job to worry. I'm responsible."

"Yes well you don't always have to be. The one good thing my father ever told me is 'what is life without a few risks?'"

With sadness, Remus pulled away and went back to lean against his chair. These last few minutes were near unbearable. All his bones ached, like he was sitting in the freezing cold.

The sun had nearly set and it was getting dark it. It wouldn't be long now before Remus's transformation. Remus pulled off his robes and his clothes, not wanting to tear them and placed them up on a high shelf that he knew Mooney would not be able to reach. Of course then again with Severus here he may not even find any interest in his clothes.

Once Remus finished he turned to Severus who was also pulling off his shirt. His cloak, vest, jacket and tie already gone.

Crouching down on the floor to scrape at the dried in blood on the floor, Remus looked up at his lover.

"It's nearly time..." he whispered.

Severus finished removing his own clothes and put it with Remus' grateful that Remus realized why he was taking his clothes off. "I know."

Remus was torn. Seeing Severus stood so vulnerable in a place that didn't suit him, he wanted to hold him and protect him. But he also wanted to get as far away from him as possible.

Severus moved towards him and hugged him, knowing that it would be just moments before he would transform. He kissed his cheek as Remus had done to him earlier and whispered in his ear. "I trust you." He said backing away from him allowing him the space for his transformation.

Each transformation always felt worse than the last one. All his thoughts slipped away from him and were replaced by vicious instinct. His exams, school, his friends, his love... all torn out of his mind. He opened a bleary eye with a whimper.

Once the transformation completed Mooney stayed crouched on the ground, his ears back. Severus wasn't deterred by this reaction at all, it was the same as the last one. No doubt the transformation was painful and left even Mooney recoiling for a few moments. He stood rigidly still as Mooney slowly uncurled himself, slowly walking towards him, a low growl in his throat.

The scent of human flesh and human blood permeated the room. This human's blood. But the smell was familiar. It was like a slice of familiarity; Mooney liked it. He was sure they had met before; flashes of memory crossed his animal mind. They had mated. And it had been good. Cautiously the wolf padded across the room to the soft, lithe young boy.

Severus stood completely scared of what the werewolf would do.

Nudging at his soft skin, taking in every inch of him. Mooney rumbled, satisfied, this was the one he wanted. He pushed firmly sending the human over onto the floor.

Severus landed on his ass and looked up at the werewolf looming over him. He was sure that Mooney could smell the fear coming off of him.

'Fear?' The boy was afraid of him. He growled again and pushed him with his nose, pawing gently at his legs. Licking at the places where his claws had bitten the flesh, Mooney whimpered. A whole month since the last time...

Severus relaxed only slightly as Mooney licked at his skin. He shivered still afraid but was calming.

Still gentle and curious, Mooney nudged the boy onto his stomach. This time there were no bothersome clothes obscuring the scent and delicious skin on the boy. Mooney licked again, almost with affection. He pressed his massive nose against Severus's head, before sitting back and howling.

Severus flinched at the sound, the fear wafting off of him again in waves. He was now stuck on his stomach with a werewolf looming dangerously over top of him. How did he think this was a good idea?

Springing forward with what could have been a bark or a roar, Mooney jumped on the boy, licking and pawing at his shoulders. Gestures that would have been doting on another werewolf, but was just aggressive to the skinny human lying prone beneath him.

Severus suddenly panicked and tried to scramble away from the wolf above him.

He was pinned by another massive paw, Mooney was getting bored. If his mate didn't want to play, then...

Severus finally managed to scramble towards the wall and watched as Mooney jumped a few times in front of him in an almost playful manner. Severus stared at him confused. "What is it you want Remus?" He asked. "Er... Mooney...."

The wolf lunged at him again with a yelp, winding him and shaking dust out from underneath the beams. Nuzzling roughly, he pawed the boy into the middle of the floor like some lanky rag doll, advancing with a hungry look in it's glassy eyes.

Severus sat up and pulled a few slivers out of his arm and hip. They weren't to bad just annoying. He looked up at Mooney who was about to paw at him again but he stood up and smacked him on the nose. "No!" He said like one would say to an disobedient dog. Severus paused when he realized what he did and slowly crouched down on the ground hoping that Mooney wouldn't attack him now.

Mooney did not attack him. It wasn't fear he smelled on the human child, but something else he did not recognise, and he didn't like it. Whining, the great beast sloped off to check the house as he liked to do. He would wait until the boy felt more cordial and then return. And if nothing had changed, he would take what he wanted.

Severus watched as Mooney walked away and moved down the stairs after him. This whole situation was insane.

"Mooney?" He asked once he reached what seemed to be the living room.

This room was a little bigger than some of the bedrooms and Mooney stretching himself out, his jaws open wide in a mammoth yawn. His ears pricked as he heard the boy speak. The feral nature commanded his actions almost totally, he wanted to experience this human again.

"Mooney..." He said his hand out to him cautiously.

His playfulness all but gone, the wolf prowled forward, knocking the hand aside and pushing Severus down. This all felt so familiar, like they had done it many times before.

"Mooney stop.... wait...." He said trying to move a bit away from him.

Unmoved, Mooney let out a nastily possessive snarl and flipped the boy to the optimum position, readying him to receive.

"Mooney just wait a second!" he said. He braced himself on the floor better. He had prepared himself before leaving the castle to make it a little easier for him this time. He could feel himself swell as Mooney's weight hovered over him. His cock inches from his slick anus.

Sensing the boy's willingness, Mooney rumbled his approval and entered him roughly. The werewolf grunted not able to slow down or take his time, mating hard and fast, in case the boy got away.

Severus cried out at the pain but didn't pull away. It still hurt but was much easier than the last time. "ah... Mooney... Slow down..." he begged.

The human noises did little to the lycanthrope. The only thing on his predatory mind was the inevitable completion. 'Mine'. Was all that crossed his mind. This human belonged to him, and he had to make sure the child knew.

Severus grunted and gave into the werewolf. He knew that Mooney wouldn't listen to his pleas. He clenched his hands against the floor and waited to see if the pain would eventually turn into pleasure. He had no doubt of it, if the werewolf lasted long enough, the pain was already starting to subside and his now softened cock was starting to harden again.

Mooney could smell his arousal and it only made him rut harder. The moonlight that filtered through the cracks in the boards filled him with energy and strength that the human child couldn't match.

Severus moaned. This was nothing like anything he had ever experienced before. It was like his whole body was being engulfed yet being filled at the same time...

His claws dug awkwardly into Severus's back as he pushed Severus flat onto the floor causing Mooney to pull out of him. Mooney growled a moment not realizing that the lack of contact was due to his own actions and entered him quickly again, looking as if he was almost sitting on the poor boy.

Bending down to lap at the blood running from Severus's open wounds, Mooney whined and pushed deeper.

Severus tried to push up from the floor a bit to grasp his own aching cock. He need some kind of friction other than the pain the floor was causing him.

Mooney grunted and shoved Severus down again. It irritated him when his pet moved.

Severus groaned, his hand pinned under his stomach. Severus tried to move his hand towards his aching erection but it was no use. The wolf's weight was just too much. He could hear Mooney groaning above him, almost whining.

He could tell the beast was close, his whines and yelps had become more desperate. If he closed his eyes and imagined he was somewhere else, he sounded the most like Remus right now..

Severus moaned when he felt Mooney hit his prostate. He thought he was going to cum right then and almost did when he heard Mooney howl above him and felt his hot seed spill inside of him, filling him to the brink and dripping down his sack to the floor.

Mooney stayed still for as long as he could manage before pulling out roughly and rolling onto the floor. For a moment Severus could have sworn that the creature was thinking something over. Mooney fixed Severus with mildly confused eyes.

Severus rolled onto his back freeing his swollen erection from the hard floor.

The werewolf sauntered over to the prone boy. He hadn't cum... Mooney was confused. He couldn't quite comprehend this child...

He sniffed him a few times before experimentally licking the small shaft. Well... small in comparison to the werewolf anyway. Severus hissed a bit, his cock nudging towards his tongue. Severus closed his eyes unable to stop the thoughts of 'he's going to bite me' running like a mantra through his head.

Mooney paused... the boy was tense and nervous. Growling, he licked his face and returned to his unattended erection. The taste of human and fear was compounded here, and he liked it.

Severus shivered at the odd sensation. Mooney's tongue wasn't rough but it wasn't soft like a human tongue either. He head a groan and realized that it had come from him, his fear leaving him almost immediately replaced by pleasure.

The the wolf's teeth never came close to biting him. Mooney seemed almost cautious, lapping roughly but softly at the still trembling boy.

Severus lay back and watched as Mooney lapped at his cock, going over the length then down to his soft sack.

The unrefined ministrations from the werewolf coupled with their earlier activities, Severus wasn't going to last much longer.

Severus squirmed under him, his hands raised by his head, his legs spread exposing his dripping hole.

Remus dipped his head farther down and stuck his tongue into him tasting himself on his tongue. It made the boy all the more familiar to him.

Severus groaned as Remus' tongue curled inside him and he came, spurting onto his stomach.

Curiously, the beast licked at him again. He relished the taste of his mate like this, it was more intense.

Severus shivered a moment before he giggled as Mooney's tongue tickled his stomach as he lapped at the white liquid.

The sound of laughter was strange to the animal, but he liked it and licked again, nuzzling as sweetly as he could manage. 'Mine'.

Severus sat up and gently pet Mooney's head. "You're not so bad." He said scratching behind his ear. Mooney growled at him and he wet back to petting his head. "All right alright, you're not a dog I get it." He said though Mooney didn't seem to mind him petting him. Didn't seem to like the back of his ears though.

As an experience, this was something the werewolf had never experienced before. Mooney had never been this close to a human before, and his desire to destroy it was only defeated by the desire to protect him.

Severus shifted as the blood from his wounds dripped down his back. They didn't hurt so much as they were numb and kinda itchy.

Mooney was getting bored, he wandered out into the corridor. Faintly he wondered if that dog would come back and play again. The house was so very big.

"Hey, where you going?" He asked slowly making his way to his feet. He wanted nothing better than to just lay back and sleep for the next week but he wanted to know what Mooney was up to.

The wolf snapped playfully at a table in the corridor and howled mournfully. He'd be sleepy soon, and he was tired after his rampant activities. The rooms all smelled different now this boy was here.

He sniffed around bounding from one room to the next before coming back to pounce on Severus knocking the boy to the ground before running off again. He stopped at the end of the hall and looked at Severus as if wanting to be chased. When Severus stood up but didn't move to follow Mooney bounded back over to him and pounced again before once again running to the end of the hall for him to give chase.

This was surreal... Did Mooney actually want him to 'play'? The idea of chasing a werewolf through a haunted house seemed utterly mad. The wolf was more than twice the size of a regular wolf and yet Severus was not as afraid of him as the first time they had been trapped together. He sighed, why was Remus always doing this to him.

"You want me to play..."

Mooney bounded back towards him again and pawed him once before running away again.

Severus sighed and followed the beast back up the stairs, his body starting to feel the ache of the abuse he'd received. This was going to be a surreal night.

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