Snape paced about his office trying very hard to concentrate on what to do. Why? He couldn't stop asking himself. Why on Earth would Lupin like him? He remembered that when Potter and his friends would torment him, it was normally just him and Black sometimes with Pettigrew cheering on the sidelines. Come to think of it, Lupin had never been particularly mean to me at all. He slammed his fist on his desk. Maybe he just liked me for like a day, or not even, and Potter was just being his usual untrustworthy self. He started pacing again. So that's it! He doesn't like me at all…anymore. His thoughts cleared. I can't believe I let myself worry about something this unreal! He thought. But then he frowned, thinking. I better avoid him just in case. He nodded to himself. Yes, I better stay away from him until I can sort out truth from fiction. He looked at the time. Maybe he could skip breakfast. Just then a knock came on his door. It was Flitwick. Snape blinked in surprise. As far as he could tell Flitwick was terrified of him, even though he had once been his student. "Headmaster sent me to inform you that if you miss another meal, then he'll personally come and lock you in the main hall," Flitwick said to the floor, not daring to meat Snape's eyes. Snape scowled as Flitwick practically flew away. I'll just have to stay away from Lupin the whole time
When Snape turned a corner he slammed into (guess who?) Lupin. They had both been walking at full speed and therefore the momentum of their crash had ended with Snape forced on top with Lupin pinned under him. For a moment they just stared at each other in shock. A Hufflepuff on his way to the Great Hall passed them and said, "Get a room will ya?" not even stopping to enjoy their faces. Snape was off Lupin faster than thought to be possible. "250 points from Hufflepuff Wise-Ass!" Snape called at him. "Oh, Headmaster?" the brave Hufflepuff called loudly. Snape rolled his eyes just registering that he had sworn at a student. With a flick of his wand all memory of the swear had gone from the poor student's mind. As he walked in a zombie-like way to the Great Hall, Lupin raised an eyebrow at Snape. "Still like jinxing students I see," he commented with amusement. Snape turned and started sulking towards the Great Hall.
"Sorry," he mumbled almost inaudible. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" Lupin asked hiding a smile. Snape glared at him in annoyance. "I'm sorry for knocking you over," he said annoyance seeping into his voice. Lupin grinned, "My fault, I wasn't watching where I was going," he stated making Snape feel guilty for being annoyed with him. Why does he have to be so nice? Snape wondered. "What were you doing near the dungeons?" he asked suspicious. Lupin smiled, "For some reason Professor Dumbledore thought that Flitwick might not deliver the message. He seems to be under the impression that he is terrified of you." Snape couldn't help but smirk. "And what exactly is the message?" he asked wondering if Flitwick had said everything. Lupin's eyes twinkled. "That if you don't stop skipping meals then he will personally chain you to the Great Hall's tables." Then Lupin's features changed from amused to concern. "He is concerned for your health, and I can't help but agree with him. Something is bothering you, care to confide?" he asked. Snape was amazed at how quickly the conversation had changed. "I'm fine," he lied angrily as he went through the Great Hall door.
He sat and pondered the way Lupin had just acted towards him. He had almost acted as if they were just old friends, which they diffidently were not. "Is something wrong Severus?" Dumbledore asked him. "No Headmaster," he replied robotically. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "You do realize that the term 'skipping meals' doesn't only apply to showing up to the meals it also refers to not eating anything at them. I still have the chains." Snape's frown deepened at the thought of eating. Dumbledore sighed and passed him a glass of pumpkin juice. "Fine, as long as you finish that glass you won't be chained," Dumbledore compromised. Snape took the glass of juice obediently and took the smallest sip possible. It left a bitter after taste in his mouth. He looked at the cup and noticed that it was discolored. He paled. "What did you put in this?" he asked Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled, "Even you wouldn't know," he informed him, "It's my own creation and I do believe you'll figure out what it does quite quickly." Snape was dreading what will happen more and more. "What did you do?" he asked knowing he wouldn't get an answer. Dumbledore simply smiled and stood to give the morning announcements.
When breakfast was over Snape was the first to leave. The second was Lupin. Once Snape was safely out of the Great Hall he looked around and then ran all the way back to his office, not noticing that Lupin was following him a good distance away.
Remus Lupin stood panting outside Snape's office's door. He knew that when they were at school neither James nor Sirius could catch Snape without using a spell, but he never imagined that years later he would still be so fast. After a few minutes he caught his breath. He put his hand up to the door as if to knock, and froze. Come on Remus! Be brave! He told himself. He took a deep breath. He could hear his heart pounding. He was about to knock when he looked at his watch. It's too late, he told himself. Then he walked away just like all the other times.
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