AN: Thank you for being patient, I had to deal with a few...family issues...An din case it confuses everybody, I see Lupin's wolf form as just that, a giant cinnamon brown wolf with a shaggy ruff.
Disclaimer: I don't own it, Honestly!
Tall Oak: Yeah but it suits my purpose to have them all together.
Draggy2: Your support is appreciated! Here is chapter 8.
HarleyQuin: Here's more for you to read then. I hope you enjoy it as much.
Melly: I'm glad! Here's another chapter.
Hipa: Here's what happens next. Enjoy.
Nefri-Tiri: You're right that is a good idea...
Lupine Wolf: I know, I'll try and make them longer, but no promises.
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(Snape: 30) (Lupin: 31)
I watch him go and curse my stupidity. He's been skittish ever since halfway through sixth year. He began withdrawing, turning in on himself, wincing whenever someone so much as brushed up against him. He was so twitchy he'd hardly leave the dungeons if he didn't have to. Things had reached the boiling point when it was discovered that Severus's family had been attacked. His mother and sisters were all fine but his father had disappeared.
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(Snape: 18) (Lupin: 19)
"Severus, I heard what happened..."
"Go away."
"Sev-"
"Don't call me that."
"Sorry Severus, I just...I'm so sorry."
"I don't need your pity."
"I'm not pitying you, I just-"
"Leave me alone Remus!"
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After that he disappeared, I barely saw him in classes, and out of classes, you could catch maybe a glimpse of black hair turning a corner, or a pale face passing you on the stairs. Part of me cried out at this, I wanted to find him, hunt him down, wanted to follow his scent, corner him somewhere and FORCE him to tell me what was wrong.
"Excuse me sir, but Holly is bringing you your potion sir." I look up at the small house elf, arms trembling with the effort of holding out the large goblet to me. I stand up and quickly take it from...it appears to be a her...
"Thank you." She bobs a small bow and disappears. Part of me is howling that I've driven him away, now I will not have even the comfort of his touch to help me. But I will drink it, and I will change. [And I will find him.] I blink. Where had that thought come from? The goblet is at my lips before I know it. Icy hands caress my stomach, freeze my throat and turn my legs to lead. I'm falling drowning
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The world is all shades of gray and smells are blazing trails of color. There's the smell of the house elf, light brown, smelling of spices and earth. Then there is HIS trail, a dark gray, smelling of the damp, and herbs, but there is a sickly yellow spread throughout his smell, fear...terror. I slip out the door and down the hall; the other presence , wondering how I know to open doors. Voices float up the stairs and I dodge into an alcove, crouching down, keeping my eyes half shut to not reflect the light.
"Jeremy! We're not supposed to be in the tower at night!"
"Do you wanna get caught Chelsea? Shhh!" I stifle a growl as the dark red scent of mating lust begins to obliterate my pack mate's trail. I snort disdainfully as they move upwind, Pups. I slip behind them and lope down the stairs, following the gray line to the dungeons. My pack mate is hiding in his lair scared. But of what? The human in my head retreats, shame radiating off him. My teeth bear themselves in a silent snarl as I find the door. So it is the humans fault, NOT surprising. I rear up on my haunches and turn the handle, leaning against the door, forcing it to open. The smell stops me immediately; a solid wall of light green greets me, the smell of aloe filling my nose, wrapping around me, almost blinding me. A sneeze escapes me and a yellow cloud expands in the middle of the green.
"Who's there?" The human presence translates his words as I stalk forward through the green mist, there he is, his smell, and I can see him clearly, not just as a grey figure but the black of his robes the shine of his hair and his deep brown eyes. Eyes where recognition sparks, I growl and he looks away. I snort in satisfaction and trot over, nudging a clammy hand with my nose. It twitches then buries itself in my ruff before he kneels in front of me, his arms going around my neck, as he did once before so long ago.
What?! There is a twitch as the me that is human attempts to gain control. I growl and push him back, this is MY time! Now I rule our body!
"Remus?" I inhale his scent, faint in the all encompassing smell of aloe, but there. The stink of terror is receding to be replaced with the soft scent of contentment in slowly growing dark purple mist. The human presence seems surprised but I ignore it and revel in being with my Pack once more.
"You shouldn't wander the halls, what if you get caught?" I show my contempt of that thought with a sniff. He lets out a sigh.
"Just don't come howling to ME if it happens." I nip his shoulder warningly, I will never howl for anyone! I am Strong! The strongest! My paws begin to feel heavy, my head droops. His arms are the only things supporting me. I growl and struggle to keep my eyes open, there is a rocking motion and I'm resting on his lap, like a DOG! I try to stand but I can't, I feel as though I've crossed a swift moving river after chasing prey all day.
"Relax, it's happened before, remember? It's just a part of the potion. I'm here, relax." The me that is human translates this. I am to worn to fight it, the night dark engulfs me, but I am warm. I have my pack.
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