Well that was... not what Remus expected. He thought Snape would retaliate - say something horrible to him. Remus would stomp off hurt, go back to Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail and say they were right.
But that's not what happened. Remus winced when he touched him. His chest was probably the most sensitive area. There were constant lacerations and scars. Plus he was still healing from almost a week ago when Snape had punched him repeatedly. He didn't even go to the Hospital Wing for it.
Despite the flinch, Remus did like the contact. Human contact. And the fact that Snape was still there. It meant that he was still -- whatever they were. He at least liked him enough.
And he apologized.
Remus swallowed. He needed to do the same. "I'm sorry about everything as well. Especially the other day -- in the Shrieking Shack. I freaked out on you and it wasn't -- people don't get to see that part of my life. It took years for me to be comfortable for the others just being there." He blinked slowly. "It's not something I share with people."
He wanted to back away. Just mentioning it made him want to run, but he was using the same excuse Severus was in his head: it was too muddy. Besides there had to be some reason he was a Gryffindor. Having the courage to say all of that wasn't easy.
There was also the fact that he really didn't know why he was there, saying those things. Remus just knew that he related so much to Severus. While he loved his friends, he understood the loneliness, keeping secrets, and hiding -- all to protect oneself.
And it clicked. So that was what it was all about. The way Severus acted, haughty, smug, cruel -- it was the same game Remus was playing. Not that he could blame himself, but he knew there was a different side to Severus. He was staring at that side at that moment.
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Date: 2010-08-08 05:12 pm (UTC)But that's not what happened. Remus winced when he touched him. His chest was probably the most sensitive area. There were constant lacerations and scars. Plus he was still healing from almost a week ago when Snape had punched him repeatedly. He didn't even go to the Hospital Wing for it.
Despite the flinch, Remus did like the contact. Human contact. And the fact that Snape was still there. It meant that he was still -- whatever they were. He at least liked him enough.
And he apologized.
Remus swallowed. He needed to do the same. "I'm sorry about everything as well. Especially the other day -- in the Shrieking Shack. I freaked out on you and it wasn't -- people don't get to see that part of my life. It took years for me to be comfortable for the others just being there." He blinked slowly. "It's not something I share with people."
He wanted to back away. Just mentioning it made him want to run, but he was using the same excuse Severus was in his head: it was too muddy. Besides there had to be some reason he was a Gryffindor. Having the courage to say all of that wasn't easy.
There was also the fact that he really didn't know why he was there, saying those things. Remus just knew that he related so much to Severus. While he loved his friends, he understood the loneliness, keeping secrets, and hiding -- all to protect oneself.
And it clicked. So that was what it was all about. The way Severus acted, haughty, smug, cruel -- it was the same game Remus was playing. Not that he could blame himself, but he knew there was a different side to Severus. He was staring at that side at that moment.