Bound Together
A friendship, struggling to become more,
Finally receives what it was yearning for.
In the stillness of the night,
Two puzzled minds see the light.
As they talk, under the moon,
A new relationship begins to bloom.
Emotion thick within the air,
They share kiss, right then and there.
And, with this simple act,
It is signed - a binding contract.
Two hearts are joined as one,
Joined beneath the setting sun.
Two souls are joined together,
Bound as one, now and forever.
Confessions in the Moonlight
Remus Lupin sat by the lake, watching the giant squid sunbathe, lost in his thoughts. Absentmindedly, he ran his fingers through his short, light brown hair and sighed softly. The sun was setting now, which meant that it was close to dinnertime. He'd been avoiding his friends all day, and really didn't want to see them now. Ever since James and Sirius had pulled that "prank" by telling Severus Snape to look under the Whomping Willow… he'd barely spoken to them. What Severus must think of him. Remus and Severus had formed a friendship early in their Fifth Year at Hogwarts in an inter-house study group. Now, James and Sirius had ruined it for them. Severus would probably never want to speak to him again. Remus let out another sigh.
Footsteps behind him soon alerted him to the presence of another. He turned around to see …Severus.
"Why are you here, Severus?" Remus asked quietly, his expression pained.
"You've been avoiding me, Remus." Severus answered softly, his deep voice laced with concern. He walked closer to Remus and sat next to him. "I've wanted to talk to you about what happened, and you've been avoiding me. Why?"
"I should have thought that would be obvious, Severus." Remus answered him, diverting his gaze to his lap. "No one in their right mind would want to be friends with a…well, with someone like me." His voice betrayed his pain at the thought of losing a good friend.
Severus forced Remus to look him in the eye, his dark black eyes flashing with incredulity and sincerity and anger, no doubt at Remus' 'friends'. "Listen to me, Remus," he demanded firmly. "I do not care that you are a werewolf! You cannot help what you are! You've been my most loyal and true friend, more so than anyone else I've known! Black and Potter hate me. They hate that we are friends. They would do anything, and I do mean anything, to make me hate you. To ruin our friendship." He paused slightly before continuing in a more gentle tone. "But their plan failed. I don't hate you. Quite the opposite; I love you, Remus."
Remus, who had shifted his gaze back to his lap, looked up at Severus, stunned. Looking him straight in the eye, Severus continued, "I love you. I'll understand if you do not feel the same, but I cannot imagine my life without you. I want you to be mine, Remus."
Remus looked at Severus, his amber eyes filled with tears. Slowly, he nodded. To Severus' surprise, he whispered, "I love you, too, Severus."
Severus reached up a hand and cupped Remus' cheek. "Then you are mine. My Lycan." And he leaned forward and placed his lips gently against the other boy's.
There, in the moonlight, two lost souls found their mates, and two young men found their future.