AN. Taster for a potential story. Lupin's in his study thinking back to his school days. All the usual disclaimers.
Lupin's Memory
Winter rain beat relentlessly at the windows, echoing miserably along the cold castle corridors. Lupin's stomach began to flutter as he climbed the long winding staircase up the Astronomy tower. Meeting him always made Remus nervous, nervous but excited, he felt his cheeks warm slightly as he thought about their last encounter, first encounter in fact, well, first that didn't involve James or Sirius being hexed into oblivion Remus thought to himself grinning. Rounding yet another bend in the stairs brought him to his destination, the window sill along which was sprawled a tall pale boy, who appeared to be asleep. Remus hesitated, watching the slow rise and fall of the Slytherin's chest. He was handsome, in a dark, brooding... well, very Slytherin sort of way mused the Griffindor prefect.
"Stop it" muttered Severus, more softly than usual thought Lupin, maybe it was just with his eyes closed, no glare accompanied his words.
"Stop what?" protested Remus grinning as he sat down next to Severus, swinging his legs back and forth anxiously.
"Watching me" replied Severus quietly, unable to keep the smirk off of his face as he opened one eyes to see Lupin so agitated next to him.
"So..." he continued, making to sit up but before he could say or do anything more Remus's lips were pressed firmly against his, his hands resting lightly on his chest. Sev moaned softly and wrapped his arms around Remus's waist, pulling the boy closer.
Remus's heart pounded in his chest, he couldn't have waited another second, Severus was intoxicating, he bit on the Slytherin's lip imploringly. Sev pushed his tongue into Lupin's mouth, savouring the taste, the feeling, of the other boy. Slowly he sat up, pulling Remus onto his lap awkwardly, one leg jammed between the window frame and Severus, the other still hanging off of the edge.
Pulling his shirt out of his trousers with one hand and reaching up to gently turn his head with the other Sev began kissing Lupin's neck fervently.
"Oh Sev," mewled Remus, his hips rocking against the boy, "Sev... curfew."
Severus traced his long supple fingers down the boy's neck, kissing him deeply. Without pausing he murmured "Go then..." before slipping his hands under Remus's shirt to explore further.
AN. Any advice would be greatly appreciated, this will hopefully (if you like it!) become part of a Snupin fic set during HP's third year, with lots of reminiscing back to moments like this ;)