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Adult ++
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Friendship
“What are you up to , Lupin?”
“I don’t understand, Severus. I’m not up to anything.”
Snape scowled. “This is the fourth time in the last two weeks that you have sought out my company and distracted me from my work. I appreciate the instruction you gave me the first time, but frankly I am baffled.”
Remus sighed. He knew this was going to be hard. “Severus, you have been through hell. I just want you to know that you do have a friend.”
“You?” Snape was incredulous. “I don’t even like you. And you don’t like me. So why this sudden need for my company.”
“What makes you think I don’t like you?” Remus was desperate. He had to find out if Snape liked men – and he prayed that the other man was heterosexual. That would let him off the hook completely.
“Do you want me to list them? Suffice it to say that you and your canine companion have made it clear enough.”
Remus breath caught. “We’re both alone, Severus. I thought that we might just put our differences aside and..”
“You are hardly alone, Lupin. You have Potter and that immensely long Weasly family.”
“But I’ve lost the one person that I needed most – and you have never had anybody like that. We are alone.”
“Speak for yourself. It is common knowledge that you and Black had rather less control than the animals you are. I, however, do not see what everybody sees in sex.” His face flickered as an emotion passed over it.
“Severus, from what I’ve been told, you’ve never made love.”
Snape rose and poured himself a glass of firewhiskey, downing it in one swallow. “You know that’s not true.”
“I said “made love” – not sex. You’ve been raped since you were a boy, but you’ve never made love. There is a difference.”
“Spare me the romantic platitudes.”
Remus took a deep breath and rose, moving close to the other man, allowing his hand to caress the rigid back and shoulders.
“There is a difference, Severus,” he breathed into the other man’s ear.
Snape pulled away, a look of disgust on his face. “Get away from me, Lupin. You and Black may have been happy poofters shacking up together, but I don’t share your preferences.”
Remus sat down again, a genuine smile on his face. “Severus, you have no idea how glad I am you’ve just said that.” He paused, concern this time showing. “I do, however, think that you need to get some things straight in your mind.”
“Such as?”
“The difference between sex and making love. You’ve let what has happened twist your thinking that you have no idea of the pleasure of love. To you, it’s pain and torture. Making love is more than that.”
“Think what you want, Lupin. I don’t happen to share your views. Leave me alone.”
“Severus…”
“Bloody get out Werewolf! Don’t come here again.” The empty glass shattered at Remus feet and he jumped backwards.
“Severus…”
“Leave. Now.”
Reluctantly, Remus left the room, noticing as he did so that Severus was clutching his arm.
The door slammed behind him and he headed back to his rooms, face set, and heart lonely.
He opened the door to his rooms and stopped – staring in disbelief at the occupant.
“Hello Love,” said Sirius Black.
“I don’t understand, Severus. I’m not up to anything.”
Snape scowled. “This is the fourth time in the last two weeks that you have sought out my company and distracted me from my work. I appreciate the instruction you gave me the first time, but frankly I am baffled.”
Remus sighed. He knew this was going to be hard. “Severus, you have been through hell. I just want you to know that you do have a friend.”
“You?” Snape was incredulous. “I don’t even like you. And you don’t like me. So why this sudden need for my company.”
“What makes you think I don’t like you?” Remus was desperate. He had to find out if Snape liked men – and he prayed that the other man was heterosexual. That would let him off the hook completely.
“Do you want me to list them? Suffice it to say that you and your canine companion have made it clear enough.”
Remus breath caught. “We’re both alone, Severus. I thought that we might just put our differences aside and..”
“You are hardly alone, Lupin. You have Potter and that immensely long Weasly family.”
“But I’ve lost the one person that I needed most – and you have never had anybody like that. We are alone.”
“Speak for yourself. It is common knowledge that you and Black had rather less control than the animals you are. I, however, do not see what everybody sees in sex.” His face flickered as an emotion passed over it.
“Severus, from what I’ve been told, you’ve never made love.”
Snape rose and poured himself a glass of firewhiskey, downing it in one swallow. “You know that’s not true.”
“I said “made love” – not sex. You’ve been raped since you were a boy, but you’ve never made love. There is a difference.”
“Spare me the romantic platitudes.”
Remus took a deep breath and rose, moving close to the other man, allowing his hand to caress the rigid back and shoulders.
“There is a difference, Severus,” he breathed into the other man’s ear.
Snape pulled away, a look of disgust on his face. “Get away from me, Lupin. You and Black may have been happy poofters shacking up together, but I don’t share your preferences.”
Remus sat down again, a genuine smile on his face. “Severus, you have no idea how glad I am you’ve just said that.” He paused, concern this time showing. “I do, however, think that you need to get some things straight in your mind.”
“Such as?”
“The difference between sex and making love. You’ve let what has happened twist your thinking that you have no idea of the pleasure of love. To you, it’s pain and torture. Making love is more than that.”
“Think what you want, Lupin. I don’t happen to share your views. Leave me alone.”
“Severus…”
“Bloody get out Werewolf! Don’t come here again.” The empty glass shattered at Remus feet and he jumped backwards.
“Severus…”
“Leave. Now.”
Reluctantly, Remus left the room, noticing as he did so that Severus was clutching his arm.
The door slammed behind him and he headed back to his rooms, face set, and heart lonely.
He opened the door to his rooms and stopped – staring in disbelief at the occupant.
“Hello Love,” said Sirius Black.