When the full moon finally rose, Severus Snape was shut up in the basement of his home. Just waiting for the transformation to begin so it can finally be over. His basement itsself was very shabby with plain whitewashed walls that now are dulled and very much beaten up. On the wall though was the words, That doesnt not kill me makes me stronger, scratched in with what looked like dryed blood. Severus didnt not infact know how those words came upon his walls, all he knew is that they keep him struggling not to kill himself.

Soon the moonlight filled the musty room and became reflected in Snapes' black eyes. The transformation began.Pain began to surge through his body. His knees buckled and fell on the floor. His eyes grew dilated and his hands grew into the claws. Fur began to cover his body as his clothes were ripped off. A piercing howl was let out as the beast was released.

The werewolf began to pace around the room wanting to be fed. He started to scratch at the doors and walls. Needing flesh and wanting a new sensation that he never felt before. The need for a mate. The need to be loved and for somone that he can just run free with.

All of the sudden a raspy howl came out of nowhere. It was a call of distress. It needed help and Severus would be damned if he didnt help it. Compassion filled the furry body as alderirine pulsed through his brain. All the werewolfs built up strength was soon to be let out.

His paws crushed through the pliable wood and he started to bolt towards the distressed creature that was just begging to be saved. He came into a field that was connected to think dark woods. Severus had to admit the dirt and cool grass was a nice change under his paws instead of cold hard floors. It made him feel alive. He let out a loud howl, letting the other werewolf now that he was coming and just one for being alive and this unknown freedon that he was glad he had.

He soon had come to a clearing and the pungent stench of blood had hit him with such a shock that he increased his pace with such velocity.He realized that combined with the blood was the scent that he was quite familar with. He hoped to anything that it wasnt who he knew it was.

He was getting real close, the overwhelming scent of blood was definetly getting to him. Severus only hoped that he got to Remus before anything else did or could. Fresh blood was very rare in these forests and the creatures that inhabited them took every oppurtunity they could get to sink their teeth into something fresh. If he didnt get to Remus soon, there wouldnt be much left of Remus to save.

Snape stopped suddenly because he could see something's outline on the ground 5 feet ahead of him. Its breathing was staggard and its blood was shining in the moonlight, It did not look good for Remus, yet still Severus could not let him die.

He approached Remus slowly letting him feel his non harmful presence so he wouldnt get frightened of the the approaching beast.Remus realized who it was, who ever it was, was no harm to him.and became less ridged. Severus had no idea how to help the wounded werewolf but started to lick the wound with his toungue. His blood was warm and unseemingly tasty. The bleeding wasnt stopping so he laided himself tightly next to Remus hoping he could work as a human bandage or a wolf bandage for that matter.

The blood flow soon stopped and he could hear Remus's heart beat slowly increasing. His eyes became livid and his strength came back to him. Severus could feel his muscles twitch and how he tried to stand up. Severus let out a low growl indicating that he in no condition to get up just yet. Both were startled at the sudden domianace yet neither of them compalined. Both of them very much liked it.

So they rested just enjoying each others body heat and conpany. An half hour turned to one hour and an hour turned to two hours as Snapes' muzzle was protectively over Remus's and his body encirlced Remus's smaller one.

They both woke up to the brustling in the surrounding trees and knew they had to separate. So with the help of Severus's body as support, Remus's weaker body was helped up. They began to run together side by side. Snapes mind was filled thought of acceptance and realizing that he had found a mate. Someone that he could run free with. Someone that he could let out all the bottled feeling too. Remus could sense this all and moved in closer to the dominant wolf.

They had to part their ways now. The moon was setting . The sky was getting lighter. The werewolfs looked into eachs others eyes one last time and they were off. They both looked back seeing that all along they were all they each other ever needed.