A/N: I hadn't been planning on carrying on with this, but I decided to.
However, slash isn't my normality. And honestly, I don't know where to take
the story from here. So if you have any good ideas, feel free to share
them! Of course I will recognize you and give you some credit for the
ideas. Please help a writer suffering from writers block? Please?
Severus walked down the corridors. It had been a few weeks since his last run in with the Mauraders. And honestly it seemed to him as if they were avoiding him. Friday he had double potions with them after lunch. Maybe they would leave him alone. But then again, they hadn't done so the past four years. Why would it be any different this time?
Friday after lunch, Severus made his way to the dungeons. There was no sign of the famous four. Perhaps they were late. Perhaps they were early. Any way, it didn't matter to him, as long as he didn't have to interact with them. What would he do if they were to speak to him? Surly after that night with his attempt at suicide, they had some really good come-backs for him. Surly they had some good remarks to get him with.
Walking into the classroom, Severus saw no one else present. Wait. No, there was some one in there. Sitting at a far desk was Remus. He was sitting on the desk itself, with his head down as if he was in deep thought. Severus walked into the room, quietly as he could and took a seat at a desk towards the back. He was surprised to see that the rest of the troublesome group was absent from Remus' presence. As he sat down, the seat squeeked somewhat, making Remus look up. "Severus. I was hoping I could have a word with you... alone."
Severus looked back at him without any expression on his face. "It's just..." He got up and walked over to Severus. "I miss hanging out with you, you know?" He sat on the desk that Severus was sitting behind. "Can we... can we maybe talk sometime? I mean, students will be here soon. And I want to be able to talk to you alone. I mean... really alone."
Severus wanted so badly to just yell out "yes" but thought better of it. He was so desperate for a friend. He truly was. But he didn't want anyone knowing that. Truth was, he missed Remus so badly that it couldn't be described by words. He slowly nodded. "If you must." A smile came across Remus' face, he leaned down, kissed him quickly on the cheek, then jumped down off of the desk, and went back to his own. Severus reached up and touched the spot on his cheek which seconds before, those soft lips had touched once more.
Just then students, Slytherin and Gryfindor alike, began to file into the classroom. James, Sirius, and Peter appeared soon and took their seats next to Remus. Once all the students were in and the bell had rung, the teacher entered. Remus turned in his seat to look back at Severus. There was a longing in his eye. A longing that Severus had felt for such a long time.
The night was black. It was late. Somewhere around midnight. It was a good thing that it was a Friday night, meaning no classes the next day. Severus sat at the edge of the lake, waiting for Remus. They had made the arrangements quickly after dinner earlier that night. They were to meet around midnight at the lake. That was... if the two could manage to get away, without being caught either by peers or teachers.
A twig snapped from somewhere behind Severus, but he did not move. Within seconds a second figure took it's seat next to Severus. The crescent moon sone down upon the lake, reflecting onto both boys' faces. "Talk," said Severus with neither emotion or looking at Remus.
"Listen, I'm sorry." He took his hand and put it ontop of Severus'. "I don't know why they do what they do to you."
"And you've never stopped them, or at least tried to?"
"I'm sorry Severus. I havn't. Why would they listen to me? James is the leader of the group. Whatever James wants, James gets. It's as simple as that." After pausing a while, Remus began to rub the top of Severus' hand and then moved up, rubbing his arm as well. Severus knew what was coming. "How are you doing?"
Severus looked at him. "Honestly, I thought that you would know."
Remus looked as if he felt foolish for ever asking. Taking his hand, he grabbed Severus' arm softly, brought it up so he could see it better in the moon light, and raised up his robe sleeves. There were scars. But they lay under freshly made cuts. "When did you do those?"
"Last night."
"Severus look at me." He turned not only his head, but his body towards his former friend, listening intently. "You don't have to do this. You shouldn't do this. It's not good, Sev. Please. This may be a stupid question, and it may seem absurd, you may not want to answer, but why?"
"Why? Because of what your friends have put me through. Because of what my parents put me through. Because of what you put me through." He stopped there. He wished to go on no more. If Remus didn't know what he was talking about, he didn't deserve an explanation.
Reaching out, Remus embraced his friend in a hug. He rubbed his back. Slowly, Severus felt himself becoming unglued. He knew it was a matter of time before he was blubbering all over Remus' shoulder. He had always had a way to make him break down. And he also always had a way to make things seem fine again. "I'm so sorry. Please, believe me. I'll tell them to lay off. I just never thought that it would drive you to what you did." He pulled away from the hug, and brushed Severus' shoulder length black hair out of his face, and looked into his black eyes.
Severus, looking back into Remus' amber eyes, could never remember feeling so happy, yet sad at the same time. "I'm back Sev. And I don't intend on leaving you again. I love you. And I always will." He brushed his nose against Severus' and closed his eyes. The two embraced in a hug once more, and Severus began to cry on his shoulder.
"I love you Remmy. Why did you leave me?" he sobbed.
"I don't know.... I don't know...." The two both were crying now, holding onto each other, not wanting to ever let go.
They stood and walked to the forbidden forest. They would stay in there for the night, in each others arms, crying, and talking until the sun came up.
Severus walked down the corridors. It had been a few weeks since his last run in with the Mauraders. And honestly it seemed to him as if they were avoiding him. Friday he had double potions with them after lunch. Maybe they would leave him alone. But then again, they hadn't done so the past four years. Why would it be any different this time?
Friday after lunch, Severus made his way to the dungeons. There was no sign of the famous four. Perhaps they were late. Perhaps they were early. Any way, it didn't matter to him, as long as he didn't have to interact with them. What would he do if they were to speak to him? Surly after that night with his attempt at suicide, they had some really good come-backs for him. Surly they had some good remarks to get him with.
Walking into the classroom, Severus saw no one else present. Wait. No, there was some one in there. Sitting at a far desk was Remus. He was sitting on the desk itself, with his head down as if he was in deep thought. Severus walked into the room, quietly as he could and took a seat at a desk towards the back. He was surprised to see that the rest of the troublesome group was absent from Remus' presence. As he sat down, the seat squeeked somewhat, making Remus look up. "Severus. I was hoping I could have a word with you... alone."
Severus looked back at him without any expression on his face. "It's just..." He got up and walked over to Severus. "I miss hanging out with you, you know?" He sat on the desk that Severus was sitting behind. "Can we... can we maybe talk sometime? I mean, students will be here soon. And I want to be able to talk to you alone. I mean... really alone."
Severus wanted so badly to just yell out "yes" but thought better of it. He was so desperate for a friend. He truly was. But he didn't want anyone knowing that. Truth was, he missed Remus so badly that it couldn't be described by words. He slowly nodded. "If you must." A smile came across Remus' face, he leaned down, kissed him quickly on the cheek, then jumped down off of the desk, and went back to his own. Severus reached up and touched the spot on his cheek which seconds before, those soft lips had touched once more.
Just then students, Slytherin and Gryfindor alike, began to file into the classroom. James, Sirius, and Peter appeared soon and took their seats next to Remus. Once all the students were in and the bell had rung, the teacher entered. Remus turned in his seat to look back at Severus. There was a longing in his eye. A longing that Severus had felt for such a long time.
The night was black. It was late. Somewhere around midnight. It was a good thing that it was a Friday night, meaning no classes the next day. Severus sat at the edge of the lake, waiting for Remus. They had made the arrangements quickly after dinner earlier that night. They were to meet around midnight at the lake. That was... if the two could manage to get away, without being caught either by peers or teachers.
A twig snapped from somewhere behind Severus, but he did not move. Within seconds a second figure took it's seat next to Severus. The crescent moon sone down upon the lake, reflecting onto both boys' faces. "Talk," said Severus with neither emotion or looking at Remus.
"Listen, I'm sorry." He took his hand and put it ontop of Severus'. "I don't know why they do what they do to you."
"And you've never stopped them, or at least tried to?"
"I'm sorry Severus. I havn't. Why would they listen to me? James is the leader of the group. Whatever James wants, James gets. It's as simple as that." After pausing a while, Remus began to rub the top of Severus' hand and then moved up, rubbing his arm as well. Severus knew what was coming. "How are you doing?"
Severus looked at him. "Honestly, I thought that you would know."
Remus looked as if he felt foolish for ever asking. Taking his hand, he grabbed Severus' arm softly, brought it up so he could see it better in the moon light, and raised up his robe sleeves. There were scars. But they lay under freshly made cuts. "When did you do those?"
"Last night."
"Severus look at me." He turned not only his head, but his body towards his former friend, listening intently. "You don't have to do this. You shouldn't do this. It's not good, Sev. Please. This may be a stupid question, and it may seem absurd, you may not want to answer, but why?"
"Why? Because of what your friends have put me through. Because of what my parents put me through. Because of what you put me through." He stopped there. He wished to go on no more. If Remus didn't know what he was talking about, he didn't deserve an explanation.
Reaching out, Remus embraced his friend in a hug. He rubbed his back. Slowly, Severus felt himself becoming unglued. He knew it was a matter of time before he was blubbering all over Remus' shoulder. He had always had a way to make him break down. And he also always had a way to make things seem fine again. "I'm so sorry. Please, believe me. I'll tell them to lay off. I just never thought that it would drive you to what you did." He pulled away from the hug, and brushed Severus' shoulder length black hair out of his face, and looked into his black eyes.
Severus, looking back into Remus' amber eyes, could never remember feeling so happy, yet sad at the same time. "I'm back Sev. And I don't intend on leaving you again. I love you. And I always will." He brushed his nose against Severus' and closed his eyes. The two embraced in a hug once more, and Severus began to cry on his shoulder.
"I love you Remmy. Why did you leave me?" he sobbed.
"I don't know.... I don't know...." The two both were crying now, holding onto each other, not wanting to ever let go.
They stood and walked to the forbidden forest. They would stay in there for the night, in each others arms, crying, and talking until the sun came up.