Awakenings IIX

/The forest looms over the small boy walking along the grassy strip bordering the woods. Dusk has drawn in, purples and blues faded to soft, velvet blackness, studded with stars, a full, white moon hanging placidly in the night sky.

Gentle noises drifted over the still fields, mixed with the soft smells of a June night.

The peace was broken by a snarling roar from the forest, causing the tawny boy to jump, backing away from the shadows among the trees.

His name, drifting over the tall grasses. A ball of light bobbing over the fields. His father, coming to look for him at this late hour.

Another snarl, a hairy form exploding from the undergrowth, a sharp, sudden, tearing pain in his shoulder, his fathers yells, a growl echoing away into the night/

/Ripping, howling, tearing into the walls, the floor. Kept away from others so biting, clawing at himself. A noise! The door opening! Gathering himself to spring towards the small form in the doorway. Black eyes, black as the night sky so many years ago, wide in a bone-white face. Lunging for the pulse beating in the exposed throat…/

Remus jerked awake, eyes going to the window, where a waxing moon, ¾ full swam in a patch of inky blackness. He pushed a hand through greying tawny hair, eyes fading from yellow to a warm amber brown as the dreams receded.

Unconsciously, the hand dropped down to his left shoulder, kneading the scar formed by the werewolf's bite, tracing silvery lines he'd inflicted himself over the full moons of over thirty years.

He shook his headm, dismissing the dark dream, nay, memories, from his mind. He looked across the bed, a smile creeping across his face as he watched his lover sleep, the lines of care and pain smoothed from his face, making him look his age for once, rather than twenty years alder than he was. Black hair fell over his face, softening the harsh features. A body a shade too thin, covered in silver lines and raised pink scars, an outstretched arm draped across the bed, wrapped around Remus's waist, forearm indelibly marked with a glaring black skull and snake.

Remus smiled, smoothing hair from his loves face as he lay down, pillowing his head on the others shoulder as he drifted into dreams of snapping black eyes and sarcastic, teasing, velvet barbs.