Disclaimer v. 2.0: I own not Severus nor Remus, nor do I own Harry Potter
and characters, J. K. Rowling does. HOWEVER, this particular storyline and
Melanin Clide (and another person later in the story).
I was a tad happier when I wrote this chapter... just so you know, I am not actually a Severus/Remus fan. I'm just really random...
Chapter Two: Deep Emotion
For John, Get Well Soon. - Shion.
"What a fool you have been Severus Snape! I have been pulling your strings since we very first met." A smirk came to the man before them's face. Remus gaped, but Severus looked disgusted. "Oh did I not tell you? Once you hold one of my talismans, I control your thoughts, so I told you to kill Dumbledore and the others, and you had to. HOWEVER. I did tell you to kill the werewolf as well." The intruder's red eyes looked to Remus. Melanin Clide had deep blackened skin, red eyes and a mess of brown hair.
"I said no." Severus said calmly.
"Hmph. He seems to be a rag of uselessness to me. He is why you were munched on. So now Severus, do as I told you from the start! Kill the werewolf and from his blood will be born the perfect being." A long finger pointed to Remus as the red eyes shifted to the onyx orbs.
"I refuse." Black eyes narrowed as Severus struggled to stand. Finally, he was up and he stood in front of the werewolf.
"Severus, sit down! You're injured!" The hazel-eyed man pulled at Severus' pants.
"Yes Severus, be seated. I dare you." The man brushed back his hair. He had a feminine build, sporting rather fancified black dress robes.
"No... I have caused this, I have to fix it." Severus grabbed his stomach and coughed blood to the floor.
"What a fool you are." The man took a daring step forward. "Very well. I have nothing better to do with my puppet. Stand aside." He waved an arm and without being touched, Snape fell to the ground.
"Severus!" The voice was followed by the crack of silver light from a wand.
"What mockery is this?!" The black clad man yelled, turning around to see the forth. "You!"
A boy, not any older than 17 stood by the door to the room, holding out his wand. Severus opened his black eyes. His wounds had outwardly healed.
"Hello dears. You weren't having a bout now, were you?" The boy looked remarkably like Melanin. Lighter brown skin and the same brown hair. He had a feminine cut as well as a sweet smile.
"Tsk, m'boy, you should have stayed home with your mother. Too smart, now you've gone stupid. Please, go home boy." The man took out his own wand and pointed it to his miniature look-alike.
"Father, you go home. DEVLUS APPARATE!" A second crack came from the boy's wand and the elder disappeared. He ran to see the two professors.
"What in Merlin's name is going on? Who are you?" Remus questioned as he helped the black haired man up.
"My name is Ellis Clide, I am his son. Unfortunately. What can I do to help you here?" The boy looked rather embarrassed.
"I think we're fine here. Thank you." Remus sighed. Both he and the black orbs watched as Ellis went to the fire place and grabbed the axe there. His wand tapped it before he looked back at the two.
"Very well. Good bye to you then." He smiled before disappearing.
Hazel eyes shifted to watch the potions master. The black haired man was rubbing his stomach.
"Are you... okay?" He put a hand on the blacked knee.
"I'm fine." Black orbs stared at the floor. Lupin put a hand on the pale cheek, to his surprise, he felt water.
"Severus, what on earth?" The hazel eyes filled with concern.
"When we were in school, fourth year. Do you remember it?" Black orbs scanned the worry on the werewolf's face. "You sent me a card, it read "I'm Sorry, I tried to make them stop, but they're so stubborn. Please at least for now, forgive them." And I did, everything from before that is gone from my mind, I forgave them. I didn't understand it. After that night, I saw you as a werewolf, you sent another card. It broke my heart to read it, "I am sorry. I accept your hatred with lust now, I deserve it. So please, hate me until we grow old and become ashes, it is what I should get. I am sorry. Remus Lupin."" Tears flowed down the pale cheeks as Severus' hands cupped his face.
Remus did remember these notes. He had written them when he was most desperate for a something. When Sirius and James were friendly to each other, but had forgotten him and his emotions. He wanted to become friends with Severus, but when the prank was played... he lost everything. He didn't speak to any one for a week, only wrote that one note. The one that broke his soul, writing such a cursed note. But he figured Severus was going to hate him anyway, so he wrote on. Afterwords he had cried himself to sleep, quill still in hand and the only thing on his mind was Severus' face in the morning...
"I can't believe you remember that. I figured you had forgotten." The chestnut hair was falling over wetting eyes.
"FORGOTTEN?!" Severus' head snapped up, scaring Remus to fall from his chair. "HOW COULD I FORGET?! I had not only beloved you, but I was changed by you! You expect me to forget the day I gave you up, all because you thought I hated you?! I had to join Voldemort just to try to get you off my mind! And just as I had almost done it, you returned to Hogwarts! Ever since, I pretend my best to still hate you, which I never did in the first place! I couldn't believe it when I found a note on my desk, your handwriting spelling my name! "Severus, please don't bother acting nice to me around Dumbledore. Still fill me with your hatred. Remus." Why couldn't you say what I felt! Why did you not say..." The potions master stopped, looking down at the chestnut hair as Remus had gone to the feudal position on the floor. He was standing up, an action he didn't remember doing. "Remus."
"I said hate." The werewolf mumbled, lifting his head over his knees.
"Remus."
"No."
"Remus!"
"No!"
"REMUS!"
"NO!"
"REMUS LUPIN! LISTEN TO ME!" Severus Snape felt his ears go numb as the werewolf finally stood.
"WHAT?! HATE ME DAMN YOU!" Hazel eyes flooded with the tears they both now shared.
"I SAID LISTEN! I CANNOT, WILL NOT HATE YOU!" Pale hands held tightly to the weakening shoulders. Severus' onyx orbs willowed a cry no other saw but the hazel before them.
"W-WELL WHY NOT?!" The chestnut haired try to keep up his anger.
"Why do you think?" The mood in Severus' heart suddenly changed as he turned his head to the side, his grip loosening. Hazel eyes blinked.
"You ruined it." The werewolf glared.
"Did I now? I am simply recomposing the situation. Allow me to explain, Remmy." The potions master reseated the other, sitting atop his lap, their foreheads touched.
"What?" The glare stayed, but his heart was pounding in his chest as he was sat upon.
"Simple really. What is the opposite of hate?" A smirk. Oh Merlin, a smirk.
"H-How should I know?"
"Now, no lies."
** More to come. Please review... and note that yes, that was SOME cliff...
I was a tad happier when I wrote this chapter... just so you know, I am not actually a Severus/Remus fan. I'm just really random...
Chapter Two: Deep Emotion
For John, Get Well Soon. - Shion.
"What a fool you have been Severus Snape! I have been pulling your strings since we very first met." A smirk came to the man before them's face. Remus gaped, but Severus looked disgusted. "Oh did I not tell you? Once you hold one of my talismans, I control your thoughts, so I told you to kill Dumbledore and the others, and you had to. HOWEVER. I did tell you to kill the werewolf as well." The intruder's red eyes looked to Remus. Melanin Clide had deep blackened skin, red eyes and a mess of brown hair.
"I said no." Severus said calmly.
"Hmph. He seems to be a rag of uselessness to me. He is why you were munched on. So now Severus, do as I told you from the start! Kill the werewolf and from his blood will be born the perfect being." A long finger pointed to Remus as the red eyes shifted to the onyx orbs.
"I refuse." Black eyes narrowed as Severus struggled to stand. Finally, he was up and he stood in front of the werewolf.
"Severus, sit down! You're injured!" The hazel-eyed man pulled at Severus' pants.
"Yes Severus, be seated. I dare you." The man brushed back his hair. He had a feminine build, sporting rather fancified black dress robes.
"No... I have caused this, I have to fix it." Severus grabbed his stomach and coughed blood to the floor.
"What a fool you are." The man took a daring step forward. "Very well. I have nothing better to do with my puppet. Stand aside." He waved an arm and without being touched, Snape fell to the ground.
"Severus!" The voice was followed by the crack of silver light from a wand.
"What mockery is this?!" The black clad man yelled, turning around to see the forth. "You!"
A boy, not any older than 17 stood by the door to the room, holding out his wand. Severus opened his black eyes. His wounds had outwardly healed.
"Hello dears. You weren't having a bout now, were you?" The boy looked remarkably like Melanin. Lighter brown skin and the same brown hair. He had a feminine cut as well as a sweet smile.
"Tsk, m'boy, you should have stayed home with your mother. Too smart, now you've gone stupid. Please, go home boy." The man took out his own wand and pointed it to his miniature look-alike.
"Father, you go home. DEVLUS APPARATE!" A second crack came from the boy's wand and the elder disappeared. He ran to see the two professors.
"What in Merlin's name is going on? Who are you?" Remus questioned as he helped the black haired man up.
"My name is Ellis Clide, I am his son. Unfortunately. What can I do to help you here?" The boy looked rather embarrassed.
"I think we're fine here. Thank you." Remus sighed. Both he and the black orbs watched as Ellis went to the fire place and grabbed the axe there. His wand tapped it before he looked back at the two.
"Very well. Good bye to you then." He smiled before disappearing.
Hazel eyes shifted to watch the potions master. The black haired man was rubbing his stomach.
"Are you... okay?" He put a hand on the blacked knee.
"I'm fine." Black orbs stared at the floor. Lupin put a hand on the pale cheek, to his surprise, he felt water.
"Severus, what on earth?" The hazel eyes filled with concern.
"When we were in school, fourth year. Do you remember it?" Black orbs scanned the worry on the werewolf's face. "You sent me a card, it read "I'm Sorry, I tried to make them stop, but they're so stubborn. Please at least for now, forgive them." And I did, everything from before that is gone from my mind, I forgave them. I didn't understand it. After that night, I saw you as a werewolf, you sent another card. It broke my heart to read it, "I am sorry. I accept your hatred with lust now, I deserve it. So please, hate me until we grow old and become ashes, it is what I should get. I am sorry. Remus Lupin."" Tears flowed down the pale cheeks as Severus' hands cupped his face.
Remus did remember these notes. He had written them when he was most desperate for a something. When Sirius and James were friendly to each other, but had forgotten him and his emotions. He wanted to become friends with Severus, but when the prank was played... he lost everything. He didn't speak to any one for a week, only wrote that one note. The one that broke his soul, writing such a cursed note. But he figured Severus was going to hate him anyway, so he wrote on. Afterwords he had cried himself to sleep, quill still in hand and the only thing on his mind was Severus' face in the morning...
"I can't believe you remember that. I figured you had forgotten." The chestnut hair was falling over wetting eyes.
"FORGOTTEN?!" Severus' head snapped up, scaring Remus to fall from his chair. "HOW COULD I FORGET?! I had not only beloved you, but I was changed by you! You expect me to forget the day I gave you up, all because you thought I hated you?! I had to join Voldemort just to try to get you off my mind! And just as I had almost done it, you returned to Hogwarts! Ever since, I pretend my best to still hate you, which I never did in the first place! I couldn't believe it when I found a note on my desk, your handwriting spelling my name! "Severus, please don't bother acting nice to me around Dumbledore. Still fill me with your hatred. Remus." Why couldn't you say what I felt! Why did you not say..." The potions master stopped, looking down at the chestnut hair as Remus had gone to the feudal position on the floor. He was standing up, an action he didn't remember doing. "Remus."
"I said hate." The werewolf mumbled, lifting his head over his knees.
"Remus."
"No."
"Remus!"
"No!"
"REMUS!"
"NO!"
"REMUS LUPIN! LISTEN TO ME!" Severus Snape felt his ears go numb as the werewolf finally stood.
"WHAT?! HATE ME DAMN YOU!" Hazel eyes flooded with the tears they both now shared.
"I SAID LISTEN! I CANNOT, WILL NOT HATE YOU!" Pale hands held tightly to the weakening shoulders. Severus' onyx orbs willowed a cry no other saw but the hazel before them.
"W-WELL WHY NOT?!" The chestnut haired try to keep up his anger.
"Why do you think?" The mood in Severus' heart suddenly changed as he turned his head to the side, his grip loosening. Hazel eyes blinked.
"You ruined it." The werewolf glared.
"Did I now? I am simply recomposing the situation. Allow me to explain, Remmy." The potions master reseated the other, sitting atop his lap, their foreheads touched.
"What?" The glare stayed, but his heart was pounding in his chest as he was sat upon.
"Simple really. What is the opposite of hate?" A smirk. Oh Merlin, a smirk.
"H-How should I know?"
"Now, no lies."
** More to come. Please review... and note that yes, that was SOME cliff...