Disclaimer 3.0: I own not Severus, I own not Remus. J. K. Rowling brought
them to the minds and imaginations of others, thus she holds them in her
copyright. I get nothing from writing this except your reviews and my own
ideas out of my head.
Done in another foul mood, a bit better than both the other chapters, but whatever.
Chapter Three: The Disaster Room
For Alycia, she helped with it a lot; she deserves a chapter for herself. -Shion
Chestnut brown hair was moved from the hazel eyes by a cold finger.
"Remus." The pale one breathed. Black locks framed the pale face.
"I... Oh, good Merlin I give up!" Hazel eyes closed as the gap between their lips was eaten by a kiss.
"Well... I guess... this means... you don't... hate me... so much... either... eh, Rems?" The pale hand ran through chestnut hair, talking between kisses.
"Sev, why are you asking?" Remus asked back, flinching under the weight.
"Because, I like doing what you say and if you don't say, I can't do." Severus licked the other's neck. Suddenly he was forced to stand up, almost losing his balance as he bit his tongue, looking at the other.
"You aren't a man whore. Maybe we should slow down... everyone... we should bury them properly." The werewolf looked at the floor.
"Oh..." The voice seemed childish to Remus' ears. Hazel eyes swiftly moved to look at the man in front of him. "I was hoping that this was a dream again, but I guess it's not. It never is." A pale hand covered the crook- nosed face.
"Sev..." The werewolf extended a hand. "I..."
"Let's go."
It was dark outside, for whatever reason. Hogwarts School was completely gone and there was absolutely nothing. Except a strange house, not a thing like Hagrid's hut. Both men opened their mouths.
"What... where is it all? The blood, the bodies, the ruins... it was all here before." The potions master said after awhile. "What is that?" He pointed to the small cottage.
"I don't know... shall we go look?" The werewolf lightly touched the other's hand. The pale fingers entwined with the others.
"Yes."
Remus extended a hand to the odd rose-shaped doorknob and twisted. Inside was not a house at all, but a giant silver orb, like a pensive without a case. Just swimming in it's self.
"What on earth is it?" Remus asked, looking at his companion.
"A disaster so big must have been too much, it backfired itself into a memory room." Severus said in awe, looking at the orb.
"So this isn't a hut or a cottage at all, it's a disaster room." Remus awed as well, squeezing the hand in his own. "So I guess... there's nothing more we can do?"
"Nothing more... Why?" Onyx orbs blinked back tears.
"Come on Sev. We should get back to the shack, it's dark... we should get to bed." The werewolf said.
"Okay Rems. Tomorrow... we should come back." The black haired man blinked when a head rested on his shoulder.
"We will. I promise." Lupin's eyes were closed, his mind clear.
"Rems..."
**
I know, that is a short chapter. But there might be another one and I'll try to make it longer... -Shion
Done in another foul mood, a bit better than both the other chapters, but whatever.
Chapter Three: The Disaster Room
For Alycia, she helped with it a lot; she deserves a chapter for herself. -Shion
Chestnut brown hair was moved from the hazel eyes by a cold finger.
"Remus." The pale one breathed. Black locks framed the pale face.
"I... Oh, good Merlin I give up!" Hazel eyes closed as the gap between their lips was eaten by a kiss.
"Well... I guess... this means... you don't... hate me... so much... either... eh, Rems?" The pale hand ran through chestnut hair, talking between kisses.
"Sev, why are you asking?" Remus asked back, flinching under the weight.
"Because, I like doing what you say and if you don't say, I can't do." Severus licked the other's neck. Suddenly he was forced to stand up, almost losing his balance as he bit his tongue, looking at the other.
"You aren't a man whore. Maybe we should slow down... everyone... we should bury them properly." The werewolf looked at the floor.
"Oh..." The voice seemed childish to Remus' ears. Hazel eyes swiftly moved to look at the man in front of him. "I was hoping that this was a dream again, but I guess it's not. It never is." A pale hand covered the crook- nosed face.
"Sev..." The werewolf extended a hand. "I..."
"Let's go."
It was dark outside, for whatever reason. Hogwarts School was completely gone and there was absolutely nothing. Except a strange house, not a thing like Hagrid's hut. Both men opened their mouths.
"What... where is it all? The blood, the bodies, the ruins... it was all here before." The potions master said after awhile. "What is that?" He pointed to the small cottage.
"I don't know... shall we go look?" The werewolf lightly touched the other's hand. The pale fingers entwined with the others.
"Yes."
Remus extended a hand to the odd rose-shaped doorknob and twisted. Inside was not a house at all, but a giant silver orb, like a pensive without a case. Just swimming in it's self.
"What on earth is it?" Remus asked, looking at his companion.
"A disaster so big must have been too much, it backfired itself into a memory room." Severus said in awe, looking at the orb.
"So this isn't a hut or a cottage at all, it's a disaster room." Remus awed as well, squeezing the hand in his own. "So I guess... there's nothing more we can do?"
"Nothing more... Why?" Onyx orbs blinked back tears.
"Come on Sev. We should get back to the shack, it's dark... we should get to bed." The werewolf said.
"Okay Rems. Tomorrow... we should come back." The black haired man blinked when a head rested on his shoulder.
"We will. I promise." Lupin's eyes were closed, his mind clear.
"Rems..."
**
I know, that is a short chapter. But there might be another one and I'll try to make it longer... -Shion