Hello! Since so many of you wanted it to be more than a oneshot, here you are! Not sure how often I'll update it, but it should at least be a few chapter long.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Before the complete and utter shock wore off, he was being tugged back up onto the tower floor. Severus's knees felt like jelly as he ungracefully collapsed into a pile on the floor. Relief floored through him for a moment before the situation hit him.
Squaring his bony shoulders, he turned his head up to one of the four banes of his existence and glared with all the hatred in his body.
Hatred for the tormenting, the pain and humiliation and helplessness he and his idiotic friends had caused – hatred for almost killing him, for being one of the causes of taking the only thing he had to live for away from, and then having the gall to save his life and prolong his suffering.
Why couldn't they leave him alone?
The werewolf flinched back from his glare and the Slytherin sneered – he was such a coward. "What are you doing here Lupin?" He snarked as if the words were like acid on his tongue. They might as well have been.
The only reply he got then was a sort of strangled whimper. Confused and with growing irritation, Severus looked closer at the boy in front of him, and his breath caught in his throat.
Because Lupin looked horrible.
His face was pale and he was visibly shaking. One of his pale, scarred hands was covering his mouth and the other was knotted through his sandy hair. The Gryffindor as leaning against the ledge, looking towards him, but not at him.
"You- … you jumped. You jumped." Lupin whispered, slowly bringing his hand down. Severus felt a thrum of horror as the true reality of who had just seen him kicked in.
Lupin, Remus Lupin, a Marauder had seen him try to ki- to jump. He had probably just saved him so he could tell his group. They would tell everyone, he'd get thrown into St. Mungo's, or worse – they'd make him stay here and suffer the humiliation of everyone knowing how pathetic he was.
"You jumped." Lupin repeated like a leaky faucet. Even in the face of his budding panic, he still couldn't resist the urge to make a comment.
"Good job Lupin, you realized the obvious. Do you want a reward? How about a bone." Severus spat, but the werewolf didn't even seem to hear him.
"You tried to kill yourself." The sandy-haired Gryffindor whispered bluntly. He couldn't help but flinch at the brutality of the words.
No witty comments came to mind this time.
"...Why?" Lupin asked, his voice breaking in the middle of the word.
"Why do you think." He hissed, eyes narrowing.
"It- it wasn't us, was it? We, James, Sirius, you blokes always do that kind of stuff, you've never- never. Just, why?" The werewolf babbled, his voice turning slightly hysterical towards the end.
"You want to know why I did it, Lupin?" Severus mutter scathingly. The Gryffindor nodded hesitantly.
A dark smile that held no real amusement flashed across his tear-stained features. "Because you, Potter, Pettigrew and that damned Black took away the last thing worth living for." He left out an uneven chuckle. "Congratulations."
Cliffhanger? Ohhoho~ Hope I portrayed Remus correctly. If your wondering about Snape's sudden mood change, I always thought he'd be the time to get pissed when caught in a vulnerable situation.
Song of the Chapter: How to Save a Life - The Fray
~Violet