What had he been doing? Severus's lips screwed up lightly. He'd been trying not to be a cow. He'd been trying not to be even more edible to a werewolf. His mind had been racing, like it was now, though the reason had been different then.
Think. You can do it. You're better than Black and Potter and Pettigrew. You'll have nothing to fear from Lupin. You can hide better. Escape whenever you need. His inner peptalks, however, were not doing a damned thing.
Severus's eyes opened, a very bad thing where concentration was involved, especially with Remus so close. The attraction was almost too much for him to bear, far too much to even worry about it.
Right. He was gazing at Remus. He had his hands on his chest, curling in his sweater. They had been close. Closer. Severus swallowed, taking the initiative. He figured he could always hex Lupin if it got carried away.
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Think. You can do it. You're better than Black and Potter and Pettigrew. You'll have nothing to fear from Lupin. You can hide better. Escape whenever you need. His inner peptalks, however, were not doing a damned thing.
Severus's eyes opened, a very bad thing where concentration was involved, especially with Remus so close. The attraction was almost too much for him to bear, far too much to even worry about it.
Right. He was gazing at Remus. He had his hands on his chest, curling in his sweater. They had been close. Closer. Severus swallowed, taking the initiative. He figured he could always hex Lupin if it got carried away.