Just Causes

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"Just Causes"
Who:  Severus Snape & Remus Lupin
When: 6th Year
Chapter One:  Here
Chapter Two: Here


Tomorrow night, this place would be filled with a beast tearing at itself until his friends could arrive to keep it calm and keep it company.  Tonight, there was a beast of a different sort in the room, one unnamed but just as fearful.  Swallowing, it was all that Severus could do to clean up as bit before Remus's mouth was on him again.

He laughed.  Laughed.  Mostly this was directed at himself for being so pathetically stupid.  All this time he could have been with Remus and instead, they had left each other feeling miserable over misunderstandings.

Severus was quiet.  Where they were going to do, he wasn't quite sure but he wanted to find out!

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He took his hand, not particularly sure where this was headed. Safest place seemed the bedroom. Not that he expected anything, but he did fix the bed the last time they were in there and the room wasn't completely ruined with blood.

The whole walk there seemed like a lifetime. He felt like a giddy school kid, excited at the possibilities. He couldn't stop smiling that ridiculous smile. And nothing in the world could take that away from him.

His fingers laced in the others as they entered the room. Remus looked back at him with a sort of sheepish and yet completely unrepentant look. He pulled him close again, barely in the door way still. His lips found the Snape's neck this time as his arms held him around his torso.

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Severus's mind was reeling. He made a mental note, which he promptly forgot, to keep out his wand just in case Remus needed a reminder if he stared to tear off the skin from his throat in his excitement. He had said he wouldn't be able to stop himself, right?

Though hardly clueless with the workings of the body -- he was sixteen after all -- he had to admit that the idea of actually doing anything about his physical needs with another person was rather stiffly terrifying.

That didn't stop him from loving the touch of lips to his neck, or the feel of Remus close to him.

He didn't want to fight anymore. He thought about mentioning that it was going to be outlawed from now on, but he didn't want to sound like a first year.

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Remus was merely doing what he thought would feel good. He knew there was something about the neck, the vulnerability of it, the soft way the skin branched down to the chest, how light the skin was. Remus kissed from the point where the jawline meets the ear to his collar.

Clothes. Why were there clothes? Remus was about to start quite literally ripping them off when he managed to stop himself. He picked his head up and looked into his eyes. "I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing, just to let you know. So if you're uncomfortable or whatever, that's okay. Just tell me and I'll stop. I've not really done this... any of this before." He said, willingly admitting this. But he thought that it would be the responsible thing to do. Or something.

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"Two o' us then," Severus admitted. He'd been much too busy doing research of other varieties to bother with anything more than a wank here or there to calm down.

Severus's lips pressed once more to the werewolf's. As Lupin's friends were affected by the oncoming moon because of proximity and emotions towards him, so was Severus. Of course, they were in very, very different ways.

He gave Remus's jumper a tug over his head and gripped him once more by the tie to tug him in for a kiss.

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Nudging Remus onto his side, Severus pressed neatly to his back. An hour. They could have an hour. And then maybe another hour that if there was an awkward moment. But then they'd leave. They'd have to. No one would be looking for him, that was for sure, but Remus was cared for and say what he could about Potter and Black and even that useless Pettigrew...they did truly love Remus.

Severus pressed the his face to the back of Remus's neck and curled up around him as close as he possibly could.

He had no intention to sleep, and yet, less than five minutes later, that's exactly what he was left doing.

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He laid there with Severus, not allowing himself to sleep. Remus shifted ever so lightly so that he was holding Severus' sleeping form. He let the minutes slip by, simply looking at him. His heart went out to him. For all his parents flaws, he knew they loved him. Remus couldn't bare to think of all the abuse that was in Snape's life.

A hand went into Severus' hair as he continued to lay there. He was so tired, but there was too much. He knew it was too selfish to lay there. If they got caught, the Marauders wouldn't be adding to his growing number of scars, they'd be adding to his. And it would be utterly and completely his fault. But he didn't want to wake him either. He looked at ease, something he probably didn't get to feel all that often.

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This was certainly true. Severus did not have the luxury of trust, not even with Remus. They had been so rocky at the start, though that would hopefully ease up. The Slytherin had a taste of affection now. He'd surely find it easier to claim more, and certainly to expect more. Perhaps it would also still his temper.

Only time would tell.

Two hours into his slumber, Severus squirmed around in Remus's arms. Being held was brand new for him and as he was coming out of sleep, the sensation pulled a nightmare from his mind. He came too struggling and gasping, though the moment he saw Remus gazing down at him, pale arms circled around his neck and, delightfully uncharacteristic, he pressed a whimpering kiss to his lips.

"I'd thought you'd gone."

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The next morning, Sirius seemed to have forgotten all about their ill-fated tryst. He threw an arm around Remus's shoulders as they headed down to breakfast, complained about Severus staring at him as usual, and ate tremendously. It was hard to tell if he was playing it off or if he really did not remember.

For Severus, the day seemed to be dragging. The full moon was tonight. He had planned no time at all to be alone with Remus, and he had no reason to go up and speak to him.

Even if he wanted to.

Woops.

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Remus tried to shrug Sirius off of him. He was entirely too uncomfortable with the whole mess, but he wasn't going to bring it up in front of James and Peter. He was a hard enough thing to swallow, though occasionally he'd glare at Sirius and then feel bad and shift his gaze downward.

And he tried to not notice Severus, guilt weighing heavily on his conscious. Lucky that day they only had Potions together. And while he kept closed off the entire day anyone who knew Remus knew something was off with him.

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Even Severus could guess, though he reconciled that with his own feelings and his sudden closeness to Remus and his not quite (but rather obvious) worry over the moon and it's transformation.

Sirius made himself available to Remus, but that was nothing new. The Marauders stuck close to each other on the day of the full moon. It was like survival instinct, the clustering. Even Evans was out of the picture for the day!

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"Poor Peter!" he mocked lightly, snorting. "Poor Penelope Parker. She had to have her eyebrows grown back. Unpleasant girl already," he said, as an aside. He really could not help himself. It was part of his charm perhaps?

Not that Severus had any charm to speak of. He squeezed Remus's hip. Letting go just did not seem like an option today. He couldn't bare the thought of letting him go right now.

Severus stretched for a moment, comfortable in the presence of the wolf as he had never been with anyone else.

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"He doesn't mean it. And you don't have to be so cruel. Not everyone is good at magic like you." He said, rolling onto his side. He cringed slightly when the bed came into contact with his ribs, but he didn't move.

Remus wanted to continue to lay like that with him. He leaned in lightly to kiss him, not really wanting to talk about Peter Pettigrew either. He was a bit skittish around Remus now. It was another reason Remus had to find out what happened the night of the full moon.

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Severus decided it was better not to remind Remus that he was cruel by nature. And it had absolutely nothing to do with Peter. He followed Remus as he rolled over and then shoved him lightly onto his back. "Will you lay still?" he snorted. "You're still injured."

His fingers gently pulled through Remus's hair just before he kissed him again. And again. They hardly had to speak at all.

Eventually, Hogwarts called and with curfew closing on them, they had no choice but to return. Severus, to his lonely bed. Remus, to friends that were unsure of how to handle him.

Sirius, seated by the fire when Remus returned, followed the wolf all the way back upstairs. "Prongs is with Evans. Peter...who knows."

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Remus's mouth against his skin always made him hold his throat. Having the wold to his throat seemed absolutely dangerous, and maybe that was why he liked it so much. His fingers immediately slipped into Remus's hair, his heart jumped up into his mouth.

He didn't exactly coo or moan, but it was pretty close. He clamped down on it immediately, eyes closing and body turning to get even closer to him.

"Maybe we'll see each other," he said, not sure where that came from exactly.

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Remus wrapped another arm around him, continuing to kiss around his neck softly. It was probably the wolf in him that enjoyed being around one's neck, but he was never too hard or rough. He noticed that Severus shifted closer to him.

Murmuring his reply against Snape's neck, he replied, "If you'd like to come over."

Remus knew his home life had to be rough, and while he dealt with his own demons, at least he always had his parents - even if they felt guilty most of the time. And Remus couldn't imagine three months without Severus. The wolf would tear him up for sure.

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"I'd..." Severus whimpered for sure that time. Everything that was done to him felt so intense, even if just a few slow kisses to his throat was just about nothing compared to what they'd done two weeks before.

Severus was not the sort of boy that enjoyed to be touched on general principal, so when Remus's lips pulled those illicit sounds from him, it was surprising to the boy that they were coming from.

"I'd...yes, yes I'd like that." Severus never pushed. He did not force. The sort of relationship that they had was just too strange to even begin to understand for him. He usually hated mysteries, but this time he didn't care at all.

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Severus hadn't gone to his dorm. It wasn't as if he cared if anyone asked questions, no one would just the same, but he didn't want to be in a place where there were people but he was alone. He'd gone to the library instead. It was a safe bet there. If he stuck to the muggle fiction section, no one ever bothered him.

Except for Remus.

He glanced up when he felt the other boy's presence, hardly caring why he felt it really.

Half of his faced was bruised, his nose had been broken, and as his mother wasn't there to heal him with her salves and charms, Severus had gone to a muggle hospital when his father's mother found him at the bottom of the stairs. He fell. The official story.

He was sure that his father had been trying to kill him though. One problem with love spells. They did not last when the witch or wizard casting them died.

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He couldn't say anything. The entire way there, he had planned out what he'd say. Remus knew he was going to be in rough shape, but when he actually saw Remus, the words left him. It took a step closer. The library wasn't that populated and no one was even near the muggle fiction section. He blinked slowly and touched his face, fear and concern writ all over Remus' face.

"Severus..." He whispered softly. He wanted to take him in his arms, tell him it was okay now, but being so public, he stopped. Remus also knew that lying to the other just to make him feel better wasn't an option either.

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The fingers against his cheek were warm and for the first time since he'd gotten the owl, since he'd seen his mum just laying there in her coffin, since his father tried to erase the last little bit of Eileen from his life by beating her son to a pulp, the tears came.

It was terrible for it to happen right here.

Right now. He couldn't do anything but bite his lip and sob and watch his tears roll over Remus's fingers.

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That was not a problem for Severus. He did want Remus, even if he had no idea why that was. He did care about him. It was foreign to think of anyone other than himself, and this relationship that they had was tumultuous at best.

Still, Severus couldn't even think of it as anything otherwise. When Remus pushed him back, he didn't even resist. He moaned quietly against Remus's mouth instead, eyes closing and hips shifting against him rather noticeably to highlight what all teenage boys had trouble controlling.

Severus wanted to be there for Remus tonight, but it was impossible. So he'd take this instead.

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Remus groaned against Severus' lips when he felt the other against his leg. One hand pinned his shoulder back while another felt down his torso and slowly his hands went past his pant line. He knew they couldn't do anything too bad in public. Remus also didn't have the time, but he wanted to feel him, touch him, even if it was once and for a moment. Maybe it would quell the roller coaster of emotions within him.

He could feel the lust building though. And it would not be good to have a raging hard on when he went down to the Shack. He couldn't stop himself though. He wanted Severus with every fiber of his being, he wanted him.

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With the moon calling Remus ever closer and his hand making Severus truly want something more then just that touch of a warm hand and lips to his own, the wizards really were playing with fire.

"I swear to Merlin that I saw him come out this way." It was Peter's voice. "Oh, did he go without us?"

"Let's hope so," James answered. "Twenty minutes and counting."

Severus paused and looked over Remus's shoulder.

"Can't...can't now...you have to hurry..." It was unfair. "Go, go, but don't hurt yourself, all right?"

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"I know," Severus said, sure he would balk up until he felt the pulse of desire running through Remus. It spurned him on. Logistics he knew. He was a teenager that lived with other teenagers. They talked, they hid themselves poorly to try things with each other, and Severus was confident in his own abilities.

The sensation was a strange one, the taste even stranger. Not in a bad way, no, certainly not at all. Severus was careful just the same, guiding the thick muscle passed his lips ever so slightly.

He remembered overhearing a conversation about one girl gagging and throwing up...and he did not want that.

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Remus was never one to be vocal. He wasn't nearly as loud as Severus, but feeling his lips on his member was amazing. Remus couldn't help the noises that were coming out of his lips. He moaned out Severus' name several times, the moans and groans growing louder.

A hand went into the other teen's hair, feeling his head bobbing. Remus would have never guessed this was his first time doing it. Perhaps it was because it was Remus' first having it done. And he was okay with it. Whatever he was doing to him was working without a doubt.

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Severus was not adventurous enough to take in more than an inch or two. He let it cover his tongue, sucking the head like a popsicle. He went on with how Remus sounded, or bucked his hips. If it was good, he kept on doing what he was doing, maintaining pressure and speed. If Remus seemed less interested -- like on Severus's licking the shaft in no particular pattern -- he moved on to something else, or increased the speed.

It seemed that a simple sucking motion, and the bob of his head, was just perfect. He varied the pressure from time to time, but he used his mouth as an extension of what his hand usually did.

Just like before, just like what heppened when he wanked the other boy, Severus found himself feeling that sort of pleasure in between his own legs. The virbrations of his moaning made for an interesting feeling on Remus' wet skin.