Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Remus, Sirius, James, or Severus. Tough world, huh? None of them are mine...except in dreams. : P (peter I can do without...)
Author's note-Woo! 2 new reviews! Hee. Well, here's another update. I'm worried it's out of character...
THIS IS FROM SEVERUS SNAPE'S POINT 'o' VIEW.
I sat in the library, 4 books to my right and one open. When the time came for me to go back to my dorm and hang out with my fellow Slytherins, I found myself doing the more realistic-- reading or studying. Like my mother said, I didn't have friends...Well, maybe I was about to. I wasn't sure. It became almost impossible for me to decide between friend and foe, so I went to the more likely--foe. I'm not sure whether that makes me stronger or weaker.
While I read in peace and quiet, light footsteps approached and I was overcome with mixed emotion of hatred and hope.
'How did I know you'd find me here?" I asked, not lifting my eyes to his face.
"Just lucky, I guess," Lupin mused.
"You're a nuisance, you realize..." I turned another page, even though I hadn't read the first one. I tried to make it look like I was too busy to have my air occupied by other solid objects.
"Well, I could only hope so," he laughed. " But I was wondering if maybe you could help me, you know, give me a private lesson in Potions? I've really been having some trouble in it, and you're the best in the school, Severus."
" If you're going to use me as a tutor, then--"
" No! This is just a request while I try to get to know you. Really. I would never dream of taking advantage of you, Severus," he murmured. I tried not to think of the implications I wanted him to mean and continued to fake my reading.
"So...er--lessons, hm?...And how on earth do you think we'll manage that, Re--Lupin...?" I muttered, not daring to look up still.
"Well, I've asked the professor about it and he said we could use his room. I told him I would be needing some extra practice. When I mentioned your name he was pleased to let me," he added.
"That so...?' I asked, setting down my quill and looking up. "So what are you proposing I do, then, Lupin? You want me to teach you what, exactly?"
"Well...You know best, Severus. I'm guessing there's millions of potions out there. I just want you to help me with the ones we need to know, if you please,'' he asked innocently. I leaned back in my chair , eyebrows raised.
"Alright."
"You'll do it?!"
"Yeah. I'll do it."
'Wow--Severus, thank you so much! I promise tha--"
"What time?"
"Hm?"
"What time do you want to learn, Lupin?" I asked simply, chewing on my quill.
"Oh...well, how about tomorrow at 4?" he asked.
"Suits me fine. We'll begin with the Energy potion, then. That should be an easy one to start with. Until then, however, I would like very much if you'd keep out of my sight."
Slightly downtrodden, yet still annoyingly cheerful, he nodded and grinned. "Thanks a lot, Severus. I promise you won't regret it!" he called, leaving at last. I gave a small nod of response and waited until he was gone to reach for the third book on the pile, opening it to the 6th chapter and skimming it through.
Chapter SIX: 5th Year Potions for the Curious Learners
I. Draught of Happiness
II. Energy Serum
III. Pity Sugar Syrup
IV. Gold tincture
V. Superb Flyer potion
VI. Friend-foe finder
VII. Eros Arrow
My breath stopped when I realized that in only 6 lessons I would be testing a love potion on Remus J. Lupin, less if he was a quick learner. I trembled as I thought of the effects that might take place, that the first person Remus would see would be me, and he would instantly be infatuated. When weighing these possibilities, one finds oneself disgusted with one's imagination, and decides to do the unthinkable---leave the potion up to the other to decide if he wants to do it at all. When luck strikes me, I consider it a joke. After all, it usually is.
I picked up my books and checked out with the lirbrarian, heart still racing as I tried to push said thoughts out of my sick little mind.
"Hey, Snivellus..."
I turned around and saw Sirius Black leaning against the wall, hair covering most of his face. Glancing at him I would have thought I saw myself, if it wasn't for the fact that he had Gryffindor embroidered on his chest.
"I'm in no mood for your shit, Black."
"That's fine, I'm in no mood to give you any," he muttered, pushing his hair back and casting a sidelong glance at me.
"Then what do you want?"
"Not to be your friend, that's for sure," he spat.
"Then you can just move aside--"
"But I don't want to be on Remus's bad side. That's the last thing I want, Snivelly. If you're going to contribute to that, then I can make your life a living hell."
"What do you mean make, it already is--" I began, pushing him aside.
"You're going to hear me out, Mr. Doom and Gloom," he said, pulling out his wand. "As I said, I don't want to be on Remus's bad side and I don't think you do, either. However, you are now competition. Competition that is proving to be hard to overcome--"
'Competition--?"
"Like I said, competition. Deaf, Snape? Now, I know you understand what I'm saying. You must by now. I've dropped enough hints for even a slimeball like you to gather what I'm telling you. I may add that if you breathe a word of it to Remus I will have no hesitation in feeding you to Hagrid's pets. But--I won't do anything unless you really provoke me. I'm offering something I thought I never would, Snape--and that is a truce," he ended, putting away his wand and replacing it with an open hand.
"A truce..."
" An agreement that neither of us will sabotage each other when around Remus. However, I cannot be held responsible for what happens to you when he's not around if you fuck things up," he added.
"You're out of your mind." I walked past him, but he pulled on my hood and forced me to turn.
"Snape, it's a rare thing I swallow my pride and offer this up to my worst of enemies. If you don't accept it I will not be held responsible for how I treat you. However, I am offering up a truce so we both don't permanently ruin this."
I thought for a second and then looked at him. "You're queer."
"Do we have an accord?" he demanded.
"You fancy Lupin."
" I will repeat, do we have a fucking accord?"
" You tortured me for all these years and now YOU have a man crush on your best friend."
"Snivellus, you're trying my patience. Give me an answer now or forget it.
I forced myself not to laugh at these circumstances. I smirked and nodded.
"I have nothing to lose. Consider the treaty signed."
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Author's note-Woo! 2 new reviews! Hee. Well, here's another update. I'm worried it's out of character...
THIS IS FROM SEVERUS SNAPE'S POINT 'o' VIEW.
I sat in the library, 4 books to my right and one open. When the time came for me to go back to my dorm and hang out with my fellow Slytherins, I found myself doing the more realistic-- reading or studying. Like my mother said, I didn't have friends...Well, maybe I was about to. I wasn't sure. It became almost impossible for me to decide between friend and foe, so I went to the more likely--foe. I'm not sure whether that makes me stronger or weaker.
While I read in peace and quiet, light footsteps approached and I was overcome with mixed emotion of hatred and hope.
'How did I know you'd find me here?" I asked, not lifting my eyes to his face.
"Just lucky, I guess," Lupin mused.
"You're a nuisance, you realize..." I turned another page, even though I hadn't read the first one. I tried to make it look like I was too busy to have my air occupied by other solid objects.
"Well, I could only hope so," he laughed. " But I was wondering if maybe you could help me, you know, give me a private lesson in Potions? I've really been having some trouble in it, and you're the best in the school, Severus."
" If you're going to use me as a tutor, then--"
" No! This is just a request while I try to get to know you. Really. I would never dream of taking advantage of you, Severus," he murmured. I tried not to think of the implications I wanted him to mean and continued to fake my reading.
"So...er--lessons, hm?...And how on earth do you think we'll manage that, Re--Lupin...?" I muttered, not daring to look up still.
"Well, I've asked the professor about it and he said we could use his room. I told him I would be needing some extra practice. When I mentioned your name he was pleased to let me," he added.
"That so...?' I asked, setting down my quill and looking up. "So what are you proposing I do, then, Lupin? You want me to teach you what, exactly?"
"Well...You know best, Severus. I'm guessing there's millions of potions out there. I just want you to help me with the ones we need to know, if you please,'' he asked innocently. I leaned back in my chair , eyebrows raised.
"Alright."
"You'll do it?!"
"Yeah. I'll do it."
'Wow--Severus, thank you so much! I promise tha--"
"What time?"
"Hm?"
"What time do you want to learn, Lupin?" I asked simply, chewing on my quill.
"Oh...well, how about tomorrow at 4?" he asked.
"Suits me fine. We'll begin with the Energy potion, then. That should be an easy one to start with. Until then, however, I would like very much if you'd keep out of my sight."
Slightly downtrodden, yet still annoyingly cheerful, he nodded and grinned. "Thanks a lot, Severus. I promise you won't regret it!" he called, leaving at last. I gave a small nod of response and waited until he was gone to reach for the third book on the pile, opening it to the 6th chapter and skimming it through.
Chapter SIX: 5th Year Potions for the Curious Learners
I. Draught of Happiness
II. Energy Serum
III. Pity Sugar Syrup
IV. Gold tincture
V. Superb Flyer potion
VI. Friend-foe finder
VII. Eros Arrow
My breath stopped when I realized that in only 6 lessons I would be testing a love potion on Remus J. Lupin, less if he was a quick learner. I trembled as I thought of the effects that might take place, that the first person Remus would see would be me, and he would instantly be infatuated. When weighing these possibilities, one finds oneself disgusted with one's imagination, and decides to do the unthinkable---leave the potion up to the other to decide if he wants to do it at all. When luck strikes me, I consider it a joke. After all, it usually is.
I picked up my books and checked out with the lirbrarian, heart still racing as I tried to push said thoughts out of my sick little mind.
"Hey, Snivellus..."
I turned around and saw Sirius Black leaning against the wall, hair covering most of his face. Glancing at him I would have thought I saw myself, if it wasn't for the fact that he had Gryffindor embroidered on his chest.
"I'm in no mood for your shit, Black."
"That's fine, I'm in no mood to give you any," he muttered, pushing his hair back and casting a sidelong glance at me.
"Then what do you want?"
"Not to be your friend, that's for sure," he spat.
"Then you can just move aside--"
"But I don't want to be on Remus's bad side. That's the last thing I want, Snivelly. If you're going to contribute to that, then I can make your life a living hell."
"What do you mean make, it already is--" I began, pushing him aside.
"You're going to hear me out, Mr. Doom and Gloom," he said, pulling out his wand. "As I said, I don't want to be on Remus's bad side and I don't think you do, either. However, you are now competition. Competition that is proving to be hard to overcome--"
'Competition--?"
"Like I said, competition. Deaf, Snape? Now, I know you understand what I'm saying. You must by now. I've dropped enough hints for even a slimeball like you to gather what I'm telling you. I may add that if you breathe a word of it to Remus I will have no hesitation in feeding you to Hagrid's pets. But--I won't do anything unless you really provoke me. I'm offering something I thought I never would, Snape--and that is a truce," he ended, putting away his wand and replacing it with an open hand.
"A truce..."
" An agreement that neither of us will sabotage each other when around Remus. However, I cannot be held responsible for what happens to you when he's not around if you fuck things up," he added.
"You're out of your mind." I walked past him, but he pulled on my hood and forced me to turn.
"Snape, it's a rare thing I swallow my pride and offer this up to my worst of enemies. If you don't accept it I will not be held responsible for how I treat you. However, I am offering up a truce so we both don't permanently ruin this."
I thought for a second and then looked at him. "You're queer."
"Do we have an accord?" he demanded.
"You fancy Lupin."
" I will repeat, do we have a fucking accord?"
" You tortured me for all these years and now YOU have a man crush on your best friend."
"Snivellus, you're trying my patience. Give me an answer now or forget it.
I forced myself not to laugh at these circumstances. I smirked and nodded.
"I have nothing to lose. Consider the treaty signed."
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