Apology

Apology

By Gina R Snape

Disclaimer: Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, and the world of Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Scholastic and Warner Bros. I mean no infringement of their rights and make no profit off this story. It is purely for my own twisted amusement. Reviews welcomed.

Warning: Snape/Lupin slash. Not exactly non-con, but there is no fluff in this story. It\'s simply a plot bunny that wouldn\'t leave my head. And yes, like all my stories, it can fit into my complete fanfic world. But you need not read any of my other stories to read this one. It takes place one week after the end of PoA.

One chapter--COMPLETE

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Remus Lupin sat at a corner table, quietly drinking his Ogden\'s and Coke, staring into space. It was a week since he\'d lost the best job he\'d ever had in his life. And now most of the wizarding world knew he was a werewolf, which meant finding a job would be a near impossibility. Lonely, sad, directionless, he swirled his drink and took another gulp. Sitting in a dark, half empty bar and forgetting everything seemed the most appealing option at that moment.

Music played in the background, a sad quiet tune. The strumming guitar seemed to fit the rhythm of his melancholy as though it were playing just for him. He stirred his drink absentmindedly to the beat and took a sip. A warm hazy buzz was growing nicely inside him. Remus was halfway through his third drink before he realised Severus Snape was sitting across the room, also alone, also just finishing his third drink.

Remus quickly finished his drink and stared fixedly at his empty glass. \"Great, just who I need to see now,\" he grumbled to himself. He looked up again and saw Snape staring into his own glass, glance up at him expressionless, and stare off into the middle distance.

Lupin slammed his glass on the table, stood up and walked to the men\'s room. His plan was to piss, and then walk out of the bar. Or maybe his plan was to walk back and punch Snape. Or maybe his plan was to walk back and yell at Snape, and then punch him. He wasn\'t sure. It wasn\'t really Snape\'s fault he\'d lost the job. It was his own fault. He forgot to take the Wolfsbane potion. He neglected to tell Dumbledore about Sirius\' animagus ability. He let down the only man who\'d ever given him a fair chance in life. He\'d resigned as much as he\'d been sacked. But somehow, Snape letting the Slytherins (and consequently the whole school and the rest of the wizarding world) know he was a werewolf just gave him...something to focus on. At least, it seemed to work in his semi-drunken state.

He walked into the men\'s room and closed the door. It was clean and quiet and-thank Merlin-empty. There was one empty stall and three urinals against the far wall. Lupin walked up to the one the the way on the right, let out a sigh and released a steady stream. Just as he\'d finished, he heard the door behind him open and click. The door had been locked. A swooshing of robes filled the air and a moment later Severus Snape was approaching, slowly. He stood at the middle urinal, but did not use it.

Lupin fixed himself and turned to face Snape. Not sure what he was playing at, he looked him up and down and gazed intently into cold, black eyes. Snape raised an eyebrow.

\"Lupin.\"

\"Severus.\"

Lupin\'s heart began to race. Why did this man follow him in here? Why was he standing so close? Was he in for a fight? Was he just drunk? Remus could smell the alcohol on the other man\'s breath. Yet, his posture and gait didn\'t waver, so he couldn\'t be feeling the effects too strongly.

The two men stood staring at each other for about a minute. Finally, Lupin broke the silence.

\"I always had respect for you, Severus. I always showed you respect. And this is how you repaid me. Maybe Sirius was right.\"

Snape scowled, but didn\'t move.

What are you doing?\" he questioned.

When he received no reply except Snape\'s penetrating gaze, he let out a nervous laugh. \"Well, you\'ve no reason to be cross with me, except for the boggart. But that was just sheer luck.\"

If possible, Snape turned an even paler shade of white. \"I had to do it,\" he replied in a dangerous tone.

\"Why?\" Lupin spat back. \"Concerned for your precious Slytherins? Afraid I\'d attack the whole school? Or is this all just about Sirius, and James, and the past?\"

\"I simply could not allow you to remain there,\" Snape responded icily, raising more questions than answers. He looked away and, after a brief pause, added, \"I know you thought of me differently than the others did.\" He sounded almost wistful, almost regretful.

Lupin gave a puzzled expression. A stream of thoughts flew through his mind. What could he mean? It was true he\'d harboured no real malice towards Snape in their childhood. In fact, he\'d always had something of a secret crush on Severus Snape in his youth. Could he know that? Remus never told a soul. But that was a lifetime ago. Now, as a grown man, he held a certain respect for the man. Well, until he lost the job at Hogwarts anyway. He hadn\'t thought of Snape in a sexual way for years. No, he must mean the respect Lupin always showed him. Plus, he reckoned, Snape must simply not be himself now that Sirius was back.

\"I, I\'m glad you know that,\" he broke the silence.

Snape stood before Lupin, his cold hard stare changed. The faint expression in his eyes, if there was one, looked more like studied questioning. It was as though he were making his mind up about something. He stood so close that his whisky-tainted breath tickled Lupin\'s nose. To his surprise, Lupin found himself becoming aroused.

Not sure what to say, he whispered, \"I don\'t want to fight you, Severus.\"

\"I\'m not here to fight you,\" he replied, and stepped yet a little closer.

Lupin\'s robes were open, and the bulge in his trousers became an obvious evidence of his reaction to Snape\'s proximity. Snape let his gaze fall to Lupin\'s crotch, then looked back up and gave a small, sinister, breathy laugh.

\"Just as I suspected,\" he sneered.

\"I, I, I have to go,\" Lupin stammered. But Severus manoeuvred to prevent him from leaving.

\"Not like that you\'re not,\" he chided, and pushed him against the wall. To Lupin\'s utter shock and surprise, Snape rushed forward and groped Lupin\'s erection, then freed it from his trousers.

Lupin stood frozen, pinned against the wall. He let out a small whimper and closed his eyes, his brain finding it impossible to accept the fact that Severus Snape was jerking him off.

\"Isn\'t this what you always wanted?\" Severus hissed in his ear. \"Tell me you don\'t want it and I\'ll stop.\"

Lupin did not tell him to stop. He moaned and looked into Severus\' face. His expression was determined. His nostrils were flared and his lips were tight. His hair cascaded down his face softly in contrast. Lupin opened his mouth and tried to kiss him, but Snape pulled his face away sharply, still stroking Lupin\'s cock. He tried again, and Snape jutted back again, stroking Lupin even harder, his grip tightening pleasurably around Lupin\'s shaft. A few drops of Precum spilled out and Snape lubricated his hand with it. Further aroused, Lupin\'s scrotum tightened in response. He was mesmerized by Severus\' face. Teeth bared, eyes shooting through him, hair swaying in time with his strokes.

\"Yesssssssss,\" Snape whispered, sensing Lupin\'s orgasm approaching. He leaned in again, grazing his lips against Lupin\'s ear. \"So close, aren\'t you?\" he whispered. His hand pumped away faster and faster and his body leaned into Lupin\'s, chest against chest, his hot moist breath teasing his lips.

Remus swallowed hard and pressed his palms against the cool tiles of the walls. This couldn\'t be happening. He panted and closed his eyes, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He could feel Snape\'s weight against him, body heat mingling with his own. He smelled like musk and whisky, like a man. Why? How was this possible?

\"Severus,\" he whimpered, then begged, \"Oh god. Don\'t stop. Don\'t stop. Don\'t stop.\" All he could hear was the sound of his own ragged breathing and the whooshing sound of Snape\'s rapid strokes.

He opened his eyes again and found Severus\' eyes locked with his own, somewhere on the border between ice cold and searing heat. Their noses touched. His mind went blank. He parted his lips, and Snape kissed him hard. He was sure his lips would be bruised. A low guttural mewl escaped and he came, hard, spurting cum into Snape\'s hand and onto both their robes.

Lupin stood leaning against the wall, panting heavily. Snape pulled away, a look of utter revulsion on his face. He looked at his hand and robes, and pulled out his wand to clear the sticky liquid quickly.

\"Don\'t blame the mess on me, Severus,\" Lupin attempted to joke.

\"Disgusting,\" Snape spat back.

\"You act like you\'ve never seen cum before,\" Lupin laughed between pants, still trying to catch his breath.

\"You\'re gay, I\'m not,\" Snape snapped back.

Lupin looked at Snape, puzzled again. He knew Snape had been with women. But he could not deny what had just happened.

\"Seve...\" he began.

But Snape interrupted. \"The Defence position is mine. I cannot have someone competent remaining in it.\"

A thousand intangible thoughts whizzed through Lupin\'s mind at once. What did a hand job have to do with the DADA position? A spark of comprehension burst and suddenly this whole scene made sense to him.

Lupin pushed Snape against the door and unbuttoned his trousers. He got on his knees and pulled out his penis. Snape glared down at him and watched, almost detached, as Lupin stroked him expertly to full erection. Not being gay didn\'t seem to matter at the moment. Not having a woman in his bed for some time didn\'t help matters either.

Lupin caressed his sac and ran his tongue up the vein. He wrapped his lips around the head firmly and jabbed his tongue in the slit. Severus let out an involuntary moan. Continuing his ministrations, he wrapped his thumb and forefinger tightly around the shaft, and slowly guided Snape\'s cock deep into his mouth. Lupin\'s throat opened up and Severus felt the incredible sensation of his member sliding all the way in. His balls tapped Lupin\'s chin.

Something imperceptible switched, and Severus was no longer the passive recipient of a blowjob. Lupin, down on his knees, was the taker, not the giver. And he took it rapturously, relishing the feel of Snape\'s throbbing, monumental flesh filling him. He felt it slide in and out slowly, then faster. Lupin tightened his lips and fingers, meeting the pace of Severus\' thrusts. Without pause, he swallowed some Precum and began a hard sucking motion. Severus\' shaft swelled and his balls began contracting. Lupin slid him out of his throat and concentrated on the head with his mouth, using his hand to stroke the shaft rapidly. The skin, so soft and wet on his lips and tongue, inspired he own erection to return. Lupin\'s heart raced as he swallowed more Precum and took in Severus again, stroking and sucking him harder and faster.

Snape let out a gasp and grimaced, grabbing Lupin\'s hair with one hand. He forced a fast hard rhythm into the kneeling man\'s mouth and moments later pulled out. He tugged his own cock one last time and shot a massive, hot load in Lupin\'s face.

Snape stood, panting and staring as Remus sat down on his heels and chuckled softly, licking and smearing the sticky liquid on his face. Snape found the sight compelling and revolting all at once.

Severus looked down his nose at Lupin and snarled, \"Pathetic.\"

Lupin laughed and wiped his face. \"Only that you came that hard. Geez, Sev, you must\'ve been storing that up for some time.\"

\"Never mind what I store up,\" Snape snapped back. He quickly buttoned his trousers and reached for the door.

\"You\'re a menace to society, werewolf,\" he scowled. \"Never step on the grounds of Hogwarts again.\"

Lupin\'s eyes went wide in shock.

\"The only thing of mine you\'ll be drinking is the Wolfsbane potion. Forget to contact me with your location before the full moon and you...will...suffer.\"

Snape turned on his heels and unlocked the door. Glancing around one last time, he added, \"And don\'t tell anyone. Not even Dumbledore.\"

Lupin sat on the floor, the slam of the door still ringing in his ears. It was the strangest apology he\'d ever received in his life.

THE END

A/N: Special thanks to Joe for \'technical advice\' and to Madelyne for overcoming her anti-slash sentiments long enough to affirm Snape\'s \"Snapeyness.\"

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