Juliet had gotten up early on a Saturday morning to take Corvus out for training towards Hagrid's hut. Severus was to meet her there with breakfast, but she wanted to get out before the Quidditch players went flying. She didn't expect Remus to be waiting outside her dorm with a little box. It looked like he hadn't slept the whole night, his eyes were red, and his hair was sticking up in all directions. His clothes looked like they had been worn for awhile but he gave her a bright smile.
"Hey!" he said a bit too loudly.
'Hello…' she quirked a brow at him. 'Are you okay?'
"Of course!" He smiled a bit wider.
'You're drunk.' She gave him a knowing look but smiled.
"No, I am kind of hungover though." He said a little too loudly.
She laughed as Corvus squawked at him and ruffled his feathers. She had put him on her shoulder to hide in her hair where he thought it was safer. 'Come on, before you wake up everyone in the tower.'
He followed her towards the staircase. "I came to say thank you… for helping me with my friends."
'I'm proud of you! What happened?' she signed eagerly. She didn't have to sign for him since he could hear her whispers but habits were hard to break. They made it to the main doors, and he opened it for her.
"Well told Sirius first like you said. He didn't believe me, so I had to prove it." He ran a hand through his hair as the cold morning air hit them. "Fuck me… why is the sun so bright?" he squinted as he looked out onto the grounds.
'Prove it how?'
"I can control… some things." He said awkwardly and didn't look at her.
'Don't tell me you start fires too.' She smiled.
"What?"
'Nothing, it was a lame joke.' She shook her head.
"I can control some of the changes I go through at will. It's easier when it's closer to the full moon or when I drink." He imitated drinking a shot of whiskey.
'But it takes you a lot to get drunk. Oh, I see where this is going.' She shook a finger at him mockingly.
"Sooooooo I changed my eye color and grew my nails and teeth out. At first, he thought it was a cool transfiguration trick." He explained as if it was nothing.
'No way! Show me!' she sighed excitedly.
He stopped walking and turned to her. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and exhaled through his nose. He tilted his head slightly, and she could hear him growl. He opened his eyes, and they were no longer brown, now they were gold and much larger, he drew his lips back, and his canines were much longer now. He showed her his fingernails that were suddenly darker in color, long and sharp. Juliet leaned in to get a better look at his face and mouthed 'wow.'
'That is so cool!' she signed and smiled at him.
He was surprised he got that reaction out of her, anyone else would have been scared out of their minds. He felt his chest tighten at her reaction, she genuinely didn't care that he was a werewolf. It made him like her even more, fondly smiling back at her with sharp teeth.
"He didn't believe me, then he saw me rip a chair in half, so I got the point across." He closed his eyes and shook his head back and forth to change his eyes, teeth, and nails again.
'Jesus Christ! Is Sirius okay?! That poor chair.'
"He's fine. I couldn't fix the chair. I got a bunch of splinters if it makes you feel any better." He showed her his palm, and she could see two large ones sticking out of his palm.
'Oh, Lord… give me your hand. Stay still.' She stopped walking and pulled her wand out.
He held it open between them face up, and she slowly and carefully trailed her wand tip across his hand. The splinters came out slowly one by one and then she did the other hand.
"It feels warm… I like that… I like your hair… you smell nice." He stared at her longingly.
She blew a raspberry at him. 'You're still drunk.'
"Nuh-uh."
"You know how I know you're drunk?" she whispered without looking up at him.
He smirked and leaned a bit closer. "How?"
"You're not wearing any shoes, Remus." She pointed her wand at his feet, and he looked down.
He looked down and started laughing, "Alright you win."
Her bangs escaped from behind her ear and covered part of her face, on instinct Remus reached up to tuck it away, but Corvus' beak came out from somewhere in her hand and pecked at his hand. "Ah!"
'Sorry, he doesn't like anyone but Severus. You know about the touching Remus.' She explained.
"S'alright. I forgot the… rules." He said sadly.
She shook her head, put her wand away and started to walk again. 'You're not cold?' she asked as she tightened her jacket around her, looking at him in just a rumpled shirt and jeans.
"Not at all. My body temp runs higher than normal, remember?" he teased her about the night she beat him at drinking. Another reason he liked her, she proved herself against him and to a wolf that was a good quality for a potential mate. Bringing his wolf side out spurred on the wolf instincts and right now he wanted to kiss her.
'So keep going, you convinced Sirius then he helped you talk to James and Peewee.'
"Peter. His name is Peter. I'm going to start calling him Peewee now though, thank you." He laughed. "Yeah, they were confused then when I answered all their questions they figured that I'm the same mate they've always known since our first year."
'That's great Remus!' she clapped her hands together, and they stopped in an open area of grass between the Quidditch pitch and the Lake.
"I wanted to give you this because you helped me… and you deserve it." He said shyly and held the box out to her.
It was small, square and blue with a silver bow on the top. 'Aw, you didn't have to.' She took the gift he shoved in her hands, and she opened the lid.
"It's nothing much. I uh… uh… I see you rub your hands a lot. Like they're sore- so I uh figured cuz you sign a lot that they must hurt pretty often." He rubbed the back of his neck and blushed.
She tucked the box under one arm and opened the jar that she pulled out of it. She put it up to her nose and smelled it. 'It smells good enough to eat.' She joked it smelled of honey and something else… almost like the Herbology greenhouse.
"Yes you do- I mean yeah I guess. It's a paste that you rub on it helps ease the soreness. My mum sends it to me all the time to help with… you know the few days after the full moon. I got a few extra tubs and thought you might like it. To rub all over you- your hands. On your hands." He was glad that he didn't get caught looking at her chest. "Just don't use too much at once, it'll numb the hell out of your hands."
'Thank you, Remus, it's very thoughtful of you.' She put it back in the box for later.
"I uh… wanted to ask you-you can say no- but I wanted to ask if you would go to Hogsmeade with me again. This time I'll let you buy that swimsuit-"
BOOM
A bright flash of red hit Remus, and he went flying away from Juliet about eight feet. She jumped, and Corvus cried out and took off from her shoulder. Shooting up and circling the sky above them. Severus' shadow descended on her, and his hand was around her throat before she saw him.
"I know everything." He pulled her closer to him and put himself nose to nose with her.
'Nothing happened-'
"Do. Not. Lie. To. Me." He growled with his upper lip curled. "I saw his arm around you that day, I heard him talk about your intimates, I saw him give you the bag, he just said he wants to take you again. Did you fuck him?"
"No! You know I haven't been with anyone!" she mouthed.
Remus had gotten hit with a giant ball of fire that Severus had sent wandlessly his way. The force of it sent him flying, and he immediately stopped, dropped and rolled to put it out. He got up and saw Severus with his hand around Juliet's throat, his territorial instincts kicked in, and he charged at Severus.
He was ready for him. Severus let Juliet go and carefully pushed her aside to keep her safe. Remus was met with Severus' fist, both boys starting to brawl in the middle of the field. "I told you to keep your hands off of her!"
"She isn't your property!" Remus yelled back.
"I'll claw your eyes out for even looking at her!" Severus lunged at him and tried to scratch at his eyes, instead cutting his cheek since he missed. "No one buys my girl panties but me!"
Remus suddenly knew what this was about and grinned evilly at him. "What are you more upset about? That I saw them first or that I picked them?"
"I'll fucking kill you!" Severus pulled back his fist, and it started to smoke, it was surrounded by fire moments later. He swung it had at Remus who was barely able to pull back to avoid it.
"What kind of dark mag-"
A loud whistle was blown, and Madam Hooch swooped down on a broom with the Gryffindor Quidditch team. His friends ran over to help him up from the grass. "TWENTY POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN AND GRYFFINDOR!" she yelled and stood between them.
Madame Hooch pointed to Juliet, "Ollivander, what happened?"
Severus had looked over at her and tilted his head. She looked at Madame Hooch and bit her lip then raised her wand. 'Lupin attacked Severus.'
Remus was looking at her with a hurt expression. His friends scowling at her and Severus, wanting to draw their wands to finish the fight.
"Mr. Lupin, detention tonight with me in the trophy room. Miss Ollivander, get Mr. Snape to the Hospital wing, he's bleeding." She ordered and blew her whistle again for people to clear out.
Severus walked over to Juliet and put his arm protectively around her as he looked over his shoulder to Remus. "Good girl." He told her and smirked back at the raging Gryffindor.
"Not now, Remus. We'll get him later with the map. Too many eyes here." Sirius pulled his friend by the shirt towards the Quidditch pitch for practice.
Severus took her to an empty classroom in the dungeons, wanting to get away from everyone roaming the castle. She was still carrying the gift that Remus had given her and Severus snatched it out of her hands as soon as he slammed the wards down on the door.
"He's been giving you gifts, taking you shopping, inviting you out again." He ranted, and she didn't dare correct or interrupt him. "You told me you didn't want him, but that's changed since he's bought you, hasn't it?"
'NO! I don't want him- I only want you!'
"You want a man with coin to spend on you. I thought you were different." His voice was angry, but his eyes were filled with hurt.
'I don't want that. I don't care about that. He was only carrying my bags that day, he never saw me in them. When you hit him he still had my bag, then we came back, and I forgot, so he gave it to me in astronomy class.' She rushed to sign the words before he wouldn't let her speak.
"He said that he saw you in them. That he picked them out." He growled, now towering over her.
'He was just trying to upset you! We're just friends I swear!' she shook her head.
"Did you fuck him?"
'Of course not!' she mouthed. 'You know I didn't!'
"Do I?" he sneered.
'You asked me in the room of requirement!' she signed angrily.
"And you avoided the question then." He sneered down at her like she was dirty.
Her hand came up to slap him, but he caught it this time. Pulling her close to him and wrapping his arms around her. "Oh, no Angel, not this time. You will tell me everything."
"I'm telling you the truth. I haven't been with anyone. If you don't believe me cast the fucking charm." She whispered angrily, her eyes were filled with tears, and she was struggling to get away from him.
He pulled his wand out and tapped her on the head while muttering the charm. He stepped back and saw the white glow around her flash, pulse then slowly fade away. She was a virgin.
'Do you believe me now or are you going to call the test a liar too?' she crossed her arms defiantly and pouted her bottom lip.
"You still hang around him when I told you not to-" he shot back, but she interrupted him.
'You told me no touching. There hasn't been. If there's a spell for that to go right ahead!' Her hands were moving in a very Italian manner with her fingers pinched together and shaking at him. She was daring him to try her.
"And this?!" he tore open the top of the box and pulled out the jar.
'He gave it to me for my hands, because they cramp sometimes. He was just trying to help me.'
He roared something incoherent at the offending jar of muscle relaxing paste and threw it as hard as he could at the opposite wall. He spun back around to her and yelled, "You asked him for something instead of me?!"
'Of course not! He noticed that I rub my hands sometimes.'
"I could have made you something! I'm a fucking Potions Apprentice, what he gave you is shit! It's for quidditch sprains, not carpal tunnel! Next time you come to me for your needs- not him, not anyone else. I don't care if it's a spare quill or change for a galleon, you come to me. Do you understand?" he scolded her as he walked back over to her.
'Fine.' She crossed her arms over her chest. 'I didn't ask him for it, but in the future, I will ask only you for anything.'
"I don't want you around him. He wants you for himself."
'After today he probably won't ever want to talk to me again thanks to you.' she shot back.
His hand shot out and wrapped around her neck again. "GOOD. He can't have you, he never will. You are mine. Understand?" he shook her a bit to make her look up at him.
'Yes.'
"Do you? Because it seems like I've had to repeat myself. You will not go near him, you will not speak to him and you won't even fucking look at him. Do you hear me?" His voice was firm, and his hand was tightening around her through with every rule he made. He kissed her, using his other hand to cup her cheek.
When he pulled back, her lips were swollen, and her breathing was erratic. "Do you hear me?"
"Yes, Demon."
He released her throat and put one hand on her waist, still cupping her cheek with the other hand. His thumb rubbed her skin back and forth affectionately. "Do you love me?"
"Yes." She mouthed.
"Tell me. I need to hear it." He closed his eyes for a few moments and looked at her.
He needed her, the hurt she saw in his eyes made all of her anger and frustration with him dissolve. He was fragile right now, and she finally understood why he was so angry. He was afraid of losing her.
"I love you, Severus." She breathed then kissed his lips softly.
"Again." He ordered and closed his eyes as he rested his forehead to hers.
"I love you, Severus."
"Don't stop. Say it again. Over and over again. I need to hear it." He ordered in between kisses.
