Written in much the same way as Richardson's Clarissa, this is a love story of sorts, told through intimate (or not) letters. Remus/Severus

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or anything but the plot I have come up with. Having said this, leave me alone.

Owl Post (Owls Eleven-Fifteen)

By Sarah Elisabeth

The eleventh owl: Severus Snape to Remus J. Lupin

Lupin, you know exactly what it is I'm talking about. You being nice to me during class. Friendly even outside of class. Getting me to spend time with you so you could kiss me? And you've told your friends all about it of course, and I'm sure you're all having a great laugh right now. Tell Black to stop harassing me and that I want nothing to do with either one of you. I don't get the meaning of this whole joke, but I get that it means nothing.

Leave me alone werewolf.

Severus Snape.

The twelfth owl: Remus J. Lupin to Severus Snape

Severus, it wasn't a joke. This isn't a joke! I was nice to you during class because we were working together. I had to be nice if I wanted to get any of my work done. I was friendly outside of class because perhaps I liked your company. Did that ever cross your mind? And, if you want to know the truth, yes, I did get you to spend time with me so that I could kiss you. And yes, I told all my friends about it. Why? Because I liked kissing you Severus Snape, and I'm going to kiss you again.

You know very well that you enjoyed it, and had it not been for your stupid…pride?..,I don't even know…we would have continued kissing for a bit longer than we did. It was a great kiss. Admit it.

You liked it

Remus

The thirteenth owl: Remus J. Lupin to Sirius Black

Padfoot, mate, are you harassing Severus? Please stop, you're really not helping me much by doing that.

I was just writing you back to let you know that my brain is perfectly fine and the only brain that seems addled to me is yours.

Please try to have a decent holiday and leave Severus alone.

Happy Christmas,

Moony

The fourteenth owl: Severus Snape to Remus J. Lupin

Very funny werewolf. Very funny indeed. I wash my hair every day and the last thing I needed for Christmas was a bottle of shampoo. If you really are vying for my affections as you told me earlier today, you have a very bad way of doing it.

The fifteenth owl: Remus J. Lupin to Lily Evans

Happy Christmas Lily! I hope yours has been as wonderful as mine has.

It would appear that I am well on my way to completing what I set out to do. I managed to corner Severus in the library yesterday. He tried to attack me with silver spoon, but I managed to get him to drop it. After he calmed down a bit we had a conversation. Very private stuff, he'd hex me if he knew I was repeating any of it, so I won't, but he's managed to realize that I'm not out to kill him or anything. That's a start if I've ever seen one.

"You're a queer, and you'd better keep your hands off me," he yelled. I laughed, of course, and said, "Well, you'd better keep your hands off of me as well, because I've never seen anyone quite as queer as you."

Then he punched me.

Split my lip and everything, he did. And he felt bad about it, too. So I used that to my advantage and when he hesitated, I kissed him again.

He punched me again, of course. But it's all in good fun, I'm sure of it.

I'll let you know more when it happens.

Give everyone my love,

Remus

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