Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling and her publishers, but I am going to be cheeky and also mention that Remus and Severus belong to Rome as they are roman names. Snape is a village in England and therefore must mention that! And Lupin I am not sure about to whom Lupin belongs prior to any involvement with Harry Potter, I am just boring for fun!
Based on CHALLENGE: 50 - Lupin and Snape are captured, and it's just prior to the full moon. Instead of simply killing them, Voldemort has them locked up together, knowing that when Lupin transforms he will tear Snape to shreds, and then probably go mad from guilt. Rescue seems unlikely, but Lupin knows there is one thing that could save Snape: a werewolf would never harm its mate. The trouble is, not only must they have sex, but becoming a werewolf's mate means you must stay with them for life. Will Snape think death is a better option?
Chapter One: Trapping the Last Werewolf
Remus. J. Lupin sat comfortably in his favourite chair, reading his favourite book at his childhood home in the quiet outback of the Lake District countryside. He did not often come home to the place he grew up. Both his parents had long since died and coming home reminded him of painful memories of his childhood after he became a monster. But even more painful memories had driven him northward, away from the Order and everyone he knew. He just wanted to be alone to mourn in private the death of his last best friend. Albus had granted his request to go understanding, but reminded him to check in with Hogwarts Potion Master for his Wolfsbane potion and to take care.
He would have to remember to check in with Severus late, Remus thought to himself. Tomorrow night was the full moon and good old "Moony" would be coming out to play without his Padfoot. Dropping his book on the old wooden floor, Remus covered his face and let the tears that built up at the thought of his old friend come. No matter how he tried, they would not go away. He was scared that perhaps he would be mourning for the rest of his life; pining for the one person who he had misjudged but had never forgotten.
With a cough to clear his burning throat, Remus sat up and wandered from the sitting room towards the kitchen. A good stiff drink would relieve him of his pain for a while. He did not drink often but right now it was needed. Entering the kitchen, Remus immediately noticed the rat sitting next to the bottle of Gin that he had enjoyed a glass from yesterday. The rat then shuck its head in a very un-rat-like gesture and looked straight at him.
"Peter?" Remus whispered half in shock and half in fear.
His wand remained in the front living room with his book. Perhaps he was just dreaming. He was seeing things out of grief. The loneliness of being the last Marauder was driving him crackers. Ignoring the rat, he stepped forward to reach for the bottle. As his fingers clasped the neck of the bottle, the rat attempted to bite him. Jerking back, Remus send the bottle crashing to the floor.
"Great! Just great." Remus muttered as he looked down at the broke bottle and the gin leaked across his kitchen floor. Turning back to the rat, Remus began to speak only to choke on his words "Right your in for it, you little..."
"Little Rat?" The other surviving Marauder smiled looking into the startled amber eyes of Remus. "How's it going, Remus?"
Remus reacted instantly as he grabbed Peter around the throat forcefully choking him. It was one of the few times in his life, Remus lost his temper completely. Perhaps it was due to stress, the bitterness of the fact Peter was alive and Sirius not or just because of the full moon and Moony being present in his blood stream. But right then Remus did not care if he killed Peter, he wanted too!
"Where were you Peter?" Remus snarled in a manner that could out do even Severus Snape. "Did you see him die? Where you hiding behind Voldemort's skirts?"
As Peter struggled trying to push Remus away, a dark hooded figure stood watching with a satisfied smile adorning his snake like lips. Despite the common from the Werewolf about his most faithful servant, the Dark Lord could not help but be impressed with the last wolf he needed to join his cause. Wormtail had in formed him, Lupin was strongly sided with Dumbledore. Even Bella had told him he was there that night at the Ministry. But the wounds of the night might be useful to him if he was to turn this werewolf to him.
"Have a care with my servant." A cold hiss said behind Remus.
Remus felt as if someone had walked over his grave as he abruptly released Peter and stumbled back against one of the kitchen's walls. Knocking his mother's spice rack and sending herbs and spices to the floor. Fear washed through him as he stared at the figure of Lord Voldemort standing in his kitchen as he angrily ordered Peter to clean up this mess and to stop being so useless.
"Now, the famous Moony. We meet at last." Voldemort said with his cold voice. "I wish it could have been under better conditions but sadly certain fools passed up their chances to ally themselves with me long ago. I am hoping you however will be more willing to see what I have to offer."
Remus knew that Voldemort was talking about Sirius. If Voldemort thought he was going to join the Darkness, then Remus had a nasty surprise coming for him.
Summoning his courage, Remus snarled. "What makes you think I would join you? Nothing you could offer me would tempt me!" With a glance towards Peter, Voldemort smiled cruelly. "Nothing?" He said stepping close to Remus crushing the broken glass as he moved. " Not even the only known potion master who makes the Wolfsbane Potion you take to control the monster inside of you? You see I know about my little Death Eater turned Spy for that pathetic fool Dumbledore."
Remus did not know whether it was guilt or self preservation that drove him to even consider what the murderer of his best friend James and his wife Lily had to say. Deep down, he knew if asked he would say it was guilt after all it was the Marauders who had some part in driving Severus into the fold of Voldemort as he was the only person who offered to give the intelligent and shy Slytherin the opportunity to be respected, have power and have people care about him as a brother. Something the Marauders could have offered him if Remus had just stood up and told Sirius and James on the train their first year of Hogwarts that the soon to be Slytherin had not been bothering him but instead trying to be his friend.
Of course that started the distrust between him and Severus. Later Sirius stupidity had added to that. Remus remembered the look of Severus face the next day after he had nearly killed Severus. The young Slytherin and him had bumped into each other in the hall as he left the hospital wing. For the first time, Remus had seen fear and hatred in Severus Snape's eyes, from then on things had been much worse. But Severus had never actually revealed his secret throughout the remainder of their school years, even when James and Sirius had upped their hexing of Severus. That had always made Remus wonder, did Severus truly hate him? Or was the second year Slytherin who had in secret helped him with his potions essays and been the only intelligent conversation Remus had during his years with the Marauders still exist and regard him as a friend. It was of course a stupid thing to think but Remus always tried to look for the good in people. His misjudgement of Sirius had also taught him a wise lesson and now he was going to apply it to Severus, with the hope he could save Hogwarts Potion Master's life...
to be continued...
