Private: Ebony Eyes and Amber Lies
Remus walked slowly down the to the dungeons. He had to discuss a few things pertaining to the Defense classes the dark man would be teaching.
ssnapehwl: Sitting in his office, he was grading a stack of abysmal essays written by a group of third year students. "Aconite IS Monkshood," he growled. "Blasted idiots, I'm amazed they can even feed themselves." The papers were beginning to resemble a massacre in red ink. He looked up when he heard a knock on his door. "Yes, what is it?"
rlupinhwl: Remus opened the door and stepped inside closing it quietly behind him. "Severus, I need a few words with you if I may?" He had been dreading this conversation all day but it had to be done.
ssnapehwl: He sniffed disdainfully. It was the werewolf, the last of the fools the Marauders, one of the many banes of his existence. "What is it, Lupin? I'm rather busy as you can see." He looked at the man and sniffed again, "I hope this isn't an attempt at a social call."
rlupinhwl: "Now why would this be a social call you snarky bastard? I could think of about a million places I could go and get sneered at as well. Do you think if I didn't need something I would be here? And I am not talking about that bottle of firewhiskey I know you keep locked in the drawer. I wanted to know if you were going to insist on scaring the bejeesus out of the seventh years again .If so I need to store up more chocolate. Last time you did that I was out of the cheap stuff and had to feed them my hidden private stash. There were so many of them. My students aren't like the ones you play hidden potions with at Halloween. "
ssnapehwl: He sneered despite the mans words. "Well Lupin, is it that I am THAT predictable or can you smell the alcohol with your freakish canine nose." He placed his quill on his desk and leaned back in his chair, he steeped his hands. "I'm sorry if you feel the need to coddle your students, Lupin. Despite your personal delusions, we are on the verge of a war. The students need to realize that on a battlefield, no one hands them bits of chocolate. I refuse to treat them like toddlers." He continued to glare at the deplorable man.
rlupinhwl: Lupin resisted the urge to curl his upper lip. Instead his amber eyes held the ebony ones of the man across the room. He walked with purpose to the edge of Severus' desk and sat upon the edge. "I know you that well .From your blue silk boxers to your beak of a nose. And I have no delusions I know we are on the verge of war and it is our duty to train them and help them not scare them into paralysis. And you can glare at me all you want to or you could be a gentleman and offer me a drink."
ssnapehwl: He roughly pulled the drawer of the desk open and pulled out the bottle of firewhiskey. Levitating two glasses over to the desk he poured a drink for himself, leaving the bottle for the werewolf. "Blue boxers? How utterly deplorable. What, are you now rummaging through my belongings, Lupin? Without the mongrel to sniff about you need to haunt the only other male your age. "He took a drink and snorted, "Sorry to disappoint, but I like women." Staring off into the fire he thought of a certain woman with a dark curtain of hair and piercing blue eyes. He shook himself from his thoughts and returned to the conversation. "I'm sorry to disappoint you Lupin. War is not kind, you should remember that. Or were you too busy trying to save your own hide."
rlupinhwl: "Severus that is a low blow even for you. And speaking of low blows how is your father. Oh, sorry I forget you don't know who that is." He picked up the bottle and poured a liberal draught into the tumbler, then raised it to his lips. He tended to lash out with cutting jibes when the pain of remembering Sirius was too much. He would never give Severus the satisfaction of knowing how deep that cut actually was. He missed Sirius more than he could think and couldn't abide pot-shots at his memory. "War? You think I don't remember war? I was on the right side, remember you had to hide and change sides when you saw your Lord and master was loosing. Now shall we quit snapping at each other and work together for once?"
ssnapehwl: "Funny, Lupin. Very funny, didn't know you were such a comedian." He took a drink and continued, "My father? Oh I know who he was. He was the one who taught me all about hate and darkness. He taught me what it was like to be a fighter. What did yours teach you? How to scratch fleas?" He glared at his comments about the war. Lupin pulled a card that Severus now fully expected the lycanthrope to play. "You know nothing, Lupin. You have no idea of the things I've done or haven't done. You do not know when I went to Dumbledore...you just don't know." He sat there, seething and clenching his glass so tightly he had to will himself to loosen his grip so he wouldn't shatter the blasted thing. He finished off the contents and poured another, hissing, "If I hadn't changed sides, your precious Harry would have died too. The Potters weren't supposed to be home with the boy when the Dark Lord had planned his attack. Dumbledore had warned them to get the child and run but they were slow and it cost them." He took a drink and narrowed his eyes, raising a single elegant brow. "If you hadn't been so wrapped up in your own drama with Black then maybe you would have noticed Pettigrew's disappearances more often. Maybe even question the little bastard."
rlupinhwl: "Talk about someone that has no clue. What in the name of all that's holy makes you think I had no clue? I never liked that rat bastard but the decision wasn't mine. I am sure you above all people understand decisions that weren't your own. I will go to my death with the nightmares of knowing it was me that talked James and Lily into changing their secret keeper. ME, I DID IT!! And now they are dead and it is my fault. Is that what you wanted to hear? Well now you've heard it. What else do you want to hear? How I tried to claw my way into Azkaban to save Sirius? Or how I tried to find what was left of Voldemort and finishes the job?" Remus was shaking with emotion and yet bound and determined not to show more of himself to Snape than he absolutely must. He downed the contents of his glass and filled it once more almost to the brim. Abusing the fine liquor with the speed of his ingestion he downed almost half of the newly filled tumbler. Feeling the brew begin to take the edge off of his frazzled nerves, he said, "Look Severus, I know there are probably more secrets between the two of us than any others in the order. So can we just agree to that one point? Or should we continue making each other bleed?" Remus let his amber orbs wash over Severus' face.
ssnapehwl: He sniffed, "I didn't want to know, at least not until you began babbling like an adolescent girl." No longer hiding it, he smirked, enjoying the anger he was causing the werewolf, remembering the pain that he and his friends had caused him. "I'll agree that we both have secrets. I will not agree about the bleeding, as you are obviously much shallower then myself, you have yet to even scratch my surface." He offered the challenge; leaning back in his seat and putting his perfectly polished shoes up on his desk. The firewhiskey was beginning to make him feel rather warm inside, maybe perhaps too warm and comfortable with his current conversations companion. "So Lupin, you only came here tonight to warn me against playing rough with the students. Do you have another purpose for wasting my time? Or do you enjoy dredging up horrid memories and hateful words." He raised a taunting eyebrow, "You know I enjoy using verbal daggers. It is my favourite pastime."
rlupinhwl: "Well, I rather enjoyed the sight of you tied to the Christmas tree while Pads wet your robes. But that is just me. If it is verbal sparring you want then that is what you shall have you snarky bastard. And I didn't warn you against playing rough, play as you wish. I merely wished to know if I needed to alert Madam Pomfrey about your fetish so she would be prepared. We all know at Halloween we have to be ready for your crazed bottle surprises. I suppose with you teaching this one class we should have known to be ready for monkeyshines from it as well.“ He finished his drink and poured another refreshing Severus' glass as he did.”You know scratch that I think my favourite picture of you is when we were playing naked twister and you lost so abysmally.” Remus laughed to himself at the memory. Sirius had tricked him into playing with them one night in Grimmauld. It was one of their finest hours.
ssnapehwl: Severus snorted into his glass, "Crazed bottles of surprise, indeed. I only assign the special potions to my favourite students. Those that I trust are capable of not screwing up. Then on Halloween they get a treat." He took the proffered whiskey from Lupin. "I'll have you know I only lost one student. He did not die, but he aged. The damned fool drank a potion I made for a Geomagus. Apparently the daft boy was colour blind and grabbed the wrong bottle. We all know Geomagus have a unique physiology, and this blasted fool drank it and aged four years." He shook his head slowly, long shiny black locks falling into his eyes. Eyes that were soon narrowed with disdain. "Naked Twister. Sadistic bastards. I told you I didn't fancy blokes. How you both managed to get me that liquored up and convinced to play such an appalling game is beyond me." He then glanced at the drink in his hand and then back up at Lupin. "I still do not fancy men, if that is what your intentions are here tonight. If you are planning on getting me thoroughly pissed and then performing acts of debauchery on my person, you will find that I know many places I can stick my wand that I doubt you will find pleasurable."
rlupinhwl: "Well I would tell you to take your wand and shove it but you would probably enjoy that too much. And I didn't hold your nose and force the liquor down your throat. You were in complete agreement to that game if memory serves me right and it is your own fault if you got your willy yanked. How was I to know you were colour blind after only thirteen shots. And Sirius really did think it was the bell pull for the house elf. You know he was really pissed by then.” Remus drained his glass and replenished both his and Severus'. He then wormed his way on top of the desk to sit with his legs crossed and reach into his robes to pull out another bottle and hold it up. "See I brought one in case you were low. I do think about you sometimes. "
ssnapehwl: "Honestly, Lupin. You expect me to believe that tripe? Thirteen shots of Gigantine Wine...GIGANTINE WINE! It's made for bloody Giants. It's supposed to be watered down and we were drinking it straight from the bottle. It's a bloody wonder we didn't go blind, though, I almost did when Black began to hula dance on top of the coffee table." He pulled a face of disgust, "Gah, I still have nightmares." He took the full glass and quickly drained it, mumbling, "Bell pull my arse. Bloody reprobate, unable to keep his effing hands to himself is what I say." He allowed his face to be swallowed by his hair again, to hide the slight blush to his cheeks. Though he was so pissed it could have been the rosy glow of the alcohol. When Lupin lifted the bottle he waved his hands dismissively, "Well I try not to think of you unless I have to." He then snatched the bottle and poured another drink.
rlupinhwl: "You snarky bastard I always knew you had to force yourself not to think of me. But you do have to think of me don't you? At least once a month or run the risk of being taken by the wolf." Remus began to laugh softly remembering Sirius dancing and how his eyes glimmered with mischief and what fun they had always had together. Like two sides of the same coin. God he missed him. Remus drained his glass and filled it once more feeling the warmth of the liquor filling him from his toes to his chest. "And you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that night. It took you ten minutes to tell him to stop pulling. And you should have read the label if you weren’t up to drinking the same thing we were at least you knew it was safe. Not like the time you got into that Bottle in Grimmauld that was so old only Kreacher knew what was in it. I never saw anyone so sick." Remus gave him a mischievous look and smiled his most innocent smile.
ssnapehwl: Ignoring the obvious ploy to get him to comment on the 'pulling' incident, Severus decided to tackle the other issues. "I must agree, forcing myself to make your blasted potion once a month does keep me from fearing for my life. Though, what amazes me is that you trust me not to drop a bit of silver nitrate into the brew." He was very drunk and as he tried to raise a taunting eyebrow, he found it to be very difficult. He realized that he hadn't been this pissed in years and knew he'd definitely be paying for it in the morning. "That was a rare bottle of merlot made by wood nymphs. It induced euphoric hallucinations that were well worth hugging the porcelain Goddess the next day." He couldn't believe it, but he actually snickered. Merlin he was beginning to hate himself for allowing his walls to fall and the liquor to make him relax. So relaxed in fact, he couldn't stop his tongue before the next sentence flew out of his mouth. "What do you know about the Lee family, the daemon bounty hunters from the States?"
rlupinhwl: Remus raised an inquisitive eye to Severus. "Lee family? You mean the Amazon woman who is here helping the Ministry? Julia? Beautiful, if I was of that sort of mind. Her father Brian was a legend and she will give you a run for your money in potions brewing my friend." He then chuckled slightly and peered at Severus. "Euphoric hallucinations? Hmm, and here I thought all this time it was a secret lust you had for me. That was some snog. How in the name of all that's holy did you think I came to be holding your head so you wouldn't drown? Especially, when you were yelling ‘BUBBLES, I need Bubbles’, at the top of your lungs and I had to climb in the bloody tub with you to keep you from really buying it” Remus was so pissed he would never remember half of this in the morning but it was funny now.
ssnapehwl: Severus leaned forward in his chair and placed his forehead on the cool surface of his desk and muttered into his lap. "She's in the country? She said she was going back to the States...bloody hell. What if she shows up here tonight and I'm pissed? What then, Lupin? Do I swagger up to her like Black and promptly puke on her leather boots?" He lifted his head and smirked, "She wears leather everything. That is quite...what is it those insufferable brats say...hot?" He slammed his head back down, tomorrow morning he'd be mildly curious as to how he received the bruise, but for now he cared not. "I did not snog you, you flaming reprobate." He wouldn't admit that he didn't quite remember that night either. He lifted his head slowly once again, "I hate you, and you do realize that. This changes nothing. And considering how we will both hate life tomorrow, I doubt it would matter." He glared, finishing off his drink. "She is quite lovely. Strong too. We met this past summer while I was collecting those rare potions ingredients in Mexico." His mind wandered, remembering how the sun hit her dark hair and made it glow like dark honey. "She has a tattoo also.” He had no idea what or why he was babbling as he was, maybe he shouldn't have had that fifteenth whiskey. "Hit me!" he said, slamming his glass on the desk, at the same time his head came down and he passed out cold.
rlupinhwl: The slender lycanthrope let loose his first real laugh of the evening as Severus' head hit his desk. He had great fun twipping his chain this evening and having a much higher tolerance for liquor thanks to so many nights with Sirius was a definite plus. He gave a passing thought to Severus being in love and shook his head slightly. Well she was a catch. Remus stretched and slipped off of the smooth desk stretching and looking around. With a laugh he picked up his wand and left a bouquet of flowers on Severus' night stand along with a note that said......: "Thanks for the memories. Love~RJL~" He then turned and with the help of his wand placed Severus snugly in his bed and made his clothing all pile themselves into a heap on the floor. He then headed out of the door to his solitary chambers to once more seek solace in his memories of a pair of silver eyes.
ssnapehwl: Sitting in his office, he was grading a stack of abysmal essays written by a group of third year students. "Aconite IS Monkshood," he growled. "Blasted idiots, I'm amazed they can even feed themselves." The papers were beginning to resemble a massacre in red ink. He looked up when he heard a knock on his door. "Yes, what is it?"
rlupinhwl: Remus opened the door and stepped inside closing it quietly behind him. "Severus, I need a few words with you if I may?" He had been dreading this conversation all day but it had to be done.
ssnapehwl: He sniffed disdainfully. It was the werewolf, the last of the fools the Marauders, one of the many banes of his existence. "What is it, Lupin? I'm rather busy as you can see." He looked at the man and sniffed again, "I hope this isn't an attempt at a social call."
rlupinhwl: "Now why would this be a social call you snarky bastard? I could think of about a million places I could go and get sneered at as well. Do you think if I didn't need something I would be here? And I am not talking about that bottle of firewhiskey I know you keep locked in the drawer. I wanted to know if you were going to insist on scaring the bejeesus out of the seventh years again .If so I need to store up more chocolate. Last time you did that I was out of the cheap stuff and had to feed them my hidden private stash. There were so many of them. My students aren't like the ones you play hidden potions with at Halloween. "
ssnapehwl: He sneered despite the mans words. "Well Lupin, is it that I am THAT predictable or can you smell the alcohol with your freakish canine nose." He placed his quill on his desk and leaned back in his chair, he steeped his hands. "I'm sorry if you feel the need to coddle your students, Lupin. Despite your personal delusions, we are on the verge of a war. The students need to realize that on a battlefield, no one hands them bits of chocolate. I refuse to treat them like toddlers." He continued to glare at the deplorable man.
rlupinhwl: Lupin resisted the urge to curl his upper lip. Instead his amber eyes held the ebony ones of the man across the room. He walked with purpose to the edge of Severus' desk and sat upon the edge. "I know you that well .From your blue silk boxers to your beak of a nose. And I have no delusions I know we are on the verge of war and it is our duty to train them and help them not scare them into paralysis. And you can glare at me all you want to or you could be a gentleman and offer me a drink."
ssnapehwl: He roughly pulled the drawer of the desk open and pulled out the bottle of firewhiskey. Levitating two glasses over to the desk he poured a drink for himself, leaving the bottle for the werewolf. "Blue boxers? How utterly deplorable. What, are you now rummaging through my belongings, Lupin? Without the mongrel to sniff about you need to haunt the only other male your age. "He took a drink and snorted, "Sorry to disappoint, but I like women." Staring off into the fire he thought of a certain woman with a dark curtain of hair and piercing blue eyes. He shook himself from his thoughts and returned to the conversation. "I'm sorry to disappoint you Lupin. War is not kind, you should remember that. Or were you too busy trying to save your own hide."
rlupinhwl: "Severus that is a low blow even for you. And speaking of low blows how is your father. Oh, sorry I forget you don't know who that is." He picked up the bottle and poured a liberal draught into the tumbler, then raised it to his lips. He tended to lash out with cutting jibes when the pain of remembering Sirius was too much. He would never give Severus the satisfaction of knowing how deep that cut actually was. He missed Sirius more than he could think and couldn't abide pot-shots at his memory. "War? You think I don't remember war? I was on the right side, remember you had to hide and change sides when you saw your Lord and master was loosing. Now shall we quit snapping at each other and work together for once?"
ssnapehwl: "Funny, Lupin. Very funny, didn't know you were such a comedian." He took a drink and continued, "My father? Oh I know who he was. He was the one who taught me all about hate and darkness. He taught me what it was like to be a fighter. What did yours teach you? How to scratch fleas?" He glared at his comments about the war. Lupin pulled a card that Severus now fully expected the lycanthrope to play. "You know nothing, Lupin. You have no idea of the things I've done or haven't done. You do not know when I went to Dumbledore...you just don't know." He sat there, seething and clenching his glass so tightly he had to will himself to loosen his grip so he wouldn't shatter the blasted thing. He finished off the contents and poured another, hissing, "If I hadn't changed sides, your precious Harry would have died too. The Potters weren't supposed to be home with the boy when the Dark Lord had planned his attack. Dumbledore had warned them to get the child and run but they were slow and it cost them." He took a drink and narrowed his eyes, raising a single elegant brow. "If you hadn't been so wrapped up in your own drama with Black then maybe you would have noticed Pettigrew's disappearances more often. Maybe even question the little bastard."
rlupinhwl: "Talk about someone that has no clue. What in the name of all that's holy makes you think I had no clue? I never liked that rat bastard but the decision wasn't mine. I am sure you above all people understand decisions that weren't your own. I will go to my death with the nightmares of knowing it was me that talked James and Lily into changing their secret keeper. ME, I DID IT!! And now they are dead and it is my fault. Is that what you wanted to hear? Well now you've heard it. What else do you want to hear? How I tried to claw my way into Azkaban to save Sirius? Or how I tried to find what was left of Voldemort and finishes the job?" Remus was shaking with emotion and yet bound and determined not to show more of himself to Snape than he absolutely must. He downed the contents of his glass and filled it once more almost to the brim. Abusing the fine liquor with the speed of his ingestion he downed almost half of the newly filled tumbler. Feeling the brew begin to take the edge off of his frazzled nerves, he said, "Look Severus, I know there are probably more secrets between the two of us than any others in the order. So can we just agree to that one point? Or should we continue making each other bleed?" Remus let his amber orbs wash over Severus' face.
ssnapehwl: He sniffed, "I didn't want to know, at least not until you began babbling like an adolescent girl." No longer hiding it, he smirked, enjoying the anger he was causing the werewolf, remembering the pain that he and his friends had caused him. "I'll agree that we both have secrets. I will not agree about the bleeding, as you are obviously much shallower then myself, you have yet to even scratch my surface." He offered the challenge; leaning back in his seat and putting his perfectly polished shoes up on his desk. The firewhiskey was beginning to make him feel rather warm inside, maybe perhaps too warm and comfortable with his current conversations companion. "So Lupin, you only came here tonight to warn me against playing rough with the students. Do you have another purpose for wasting my time? Or do you enjoy dredging up horrid memories and hateful words." He raised a taunting eyebrow, "You know I enjoy using verbal daggers. It is my favourite pastime."
rlupinhwl: "Well, I rather enjoyed the sight of you tied to the Christmas tree while Pads wet your robes. But that is just me. If it is verbal sparring you want then that is what you shall have you snarky bastard. And I didn't warn you against playing rough, play as you wish. I merely wished to know if I needed to alert Madam Pomfrey about your fetish so she would be prepared. We all know at Halloween we have to be ready for your crazed bottle surprises. I suppose with you teaching this one class we should have known to be ready for monkeyshines from it as well.“ He finished his drink and poured another refreshing Severus' glass as he did.”You know scratch that I think my favourite picture of you is when we were playing naked twister and you lost so abysmally.” Remus laughed to himself at the memory. Sirius had tricked him into playing with them one night in Grimmauld. It was one of their finest hours.
ssnapehwl: Severus snorted into his glass, "Crazed bottles of surprise, indeed. I only assign the special potions to my favourite students. Those that I trust are capable of not screwing up. Then on Halloween they get a treat." He took the proffered whiskey from Lupin. "I'll have you know I only lost one student. He did not die, but he aged. The damned fool drank a potion I made for a Geomagus. Apparently the daft boy was colour blind and grabbed the wrong bottle. We all know Geomagus have a unique physiology, and this blasted fool drank it and aged four years." He shook his head slowly, long shiny black locks falling into his eyes. Eyes that were soon narrowed with disdain. "Naked Twister. Sadistic bastards. I told you I didn't fancy blokes. How you both managed to get me that liquored up and convinced to play such an appalling game is beyond me." He then glanced at the drink in his hand and then back up at Lupin. "I still do not fancy men, if that is what your intentions are here tonight. If you are planning on getting me thoroughly pissed and then performing acts of debauchery on my person, you will find that I know many places I can stick my wand that I doubt you will find pleasurable."
rlupinhwl: "Well I would tell you to take your wand and shove it but you would probably enjoy that too much. And I didn't hold your nose and force the liquor down your throat. You were in complete agreement to that game if memory serves me right and it is your own fault if you got your willy yanked. How was I to know you were colour blind after only thirteen shots. And Sirius really did think it was the bell pull for the house elf. You know he was really pissed by then.” Remus drained his glass and replenished both his and Severus'. He then wormed his way on top of the desk to sit with his legs crossed and reach into his robes to pull out another bottle and hold it up. "See I brought one in case you were low. I do think about you sometimes. "
ssnapehwl: "Honestly, Lupin. You expect me to believe that tripe? Thirteen shots of Gigantine Wine...GIGANTINE WINE! It's made for bloody Giants. It's supposed to be watered down and we were drinking it straight from the bottle. It's a bloody wonder we didn't go blind, though, I almost did when Black began to hula dance on top of the coffee table." He pulled a face of disgust, "Gah, I still have nightmares." He took the full glass and quickly drained it, mumbling, "Bell pull my arse. Bloody reprobate, unable to keep his effing hands to himself is what I say." He allowed his face to be swallowed by his hair again, to hide the slight blush to his cheeks. Though he was so pissed it could have been the rosy glow of the alcohol. When Lupin lifted the bottle he waved his hands dismissively, "Well I try not to think of you unless I have to." He then snatched the bottle and poured another drink.
rlupinhwl: "You snarky bastard I always knew you had to force yourself not to think of me. But you do have to think of me don't you? At least once a month or run the risk of being taken by the wolf." Remus began to laugh softly remembering Sirius dancing and how his eyes glimmered with mischief and what fun they had always had together. Like two sides of the same coin. God he missed him. Remus drained his glass and filled it once more feeling the warmth of the liquor filling him from his toes to his chest. "And you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that night. It took you ten minutes to tell him to stop pulling. And you should have read the label if you weren’t up to drinking the same thing we were at least you knew it was safe. Not like the time you got into that Bottle in Grimmauld that was so old only Kreacher knew what was in it. I never saw anyone so sick." Remus gave him a mischievous look and smiled his most innocent smile.
ssnapehwl: Ignoring the obvious ploy to get him to comment on the 'pulling' incident, Severus decided to tackle the other issues. "I must agree, forcing myself to make your blasted potion once a month does keep me from fearing for my life. Though, what amazes me is that you trust me not to drop a bit of silver nitrate into the brew." He was very drunk and as he tried to raise a taunting eyebrow, he found it to be very difficult. He realized that he hadn't been this pissed in years and knew he'd definitely be paying for it in the morning. "That was a rare bottle of merlot made by wood nymphs. It induced euphoric hallucinations that were well worth hugging the porcelain Goddess the next day." He couldn't believe it, but he actually snickered. Merlin he was beginning to hate himself for allowing his walls to fall and the liquor to make him relax. So relaxed in fact, he couldn't stop his tongue before the next sentence flew out of his mouth. "What do you know about the Lee family, the daemon bounty hunters from the States?"
rlupinhwl: Remus raised an inquisitive eye to Severus. "Lee family? You mean the Amazon woman who is here helping the Ministry? Julia? Beautiful, if I was of that sort of mind. Her father Brian was a legend and she will give you a run for your money in potions brewing my friend." He then chuckled slightly and peered at Severus. "Euphoric hallucinations? Hmm, and here I thought all this time it was a secret lust you had for me. That was some snog. How in the name of all that's holy did you think I came to be holding your head so you wouldn't drown? Especially, when you were yelling ‘BUBBLES, I need Bubbles’, at the top of your lungs and I had to climb in the bloody tub with you to keep you from really buying it” Remus was so pissed he would never remember half of this in the morning but it was funny now.
ssnapehwl: Severus leaned forward in his chair and placed his forehead on the cool surface of his desk and muttered into his lap. "She's in the country? She said she was going back to the States...bloody hell. What if she shows up here tonight and I'm pissed? What then, Lupin? Do I swagger up to her like Black and promptly puke on her leather boots?" He lifted his head and smirked, "She wears leather everything. That is quite...what is it those insufferable brats say...hot?" He slammed his head back down, tomorrow morning he'd be mildly curious as to how he received the bruise, but for now he cared not. "I did not snog you, you flaming reprobate." He wouldn't admit that he didn't quite remember that night either. He lifted his head slowly once again, "I hate you, and you do realize that. This changes nothing. And considering how we will both hate life tomorrow, I doubt it would matter." He glared, finishing off his drink. "She is quite lovely. Strong too. We met this past summer while I was collecting those rare potions ingredients in Mexico." His mind wandered, remembering how the sun hit her dark hair and made it glow like dark honey. "She has a tattoo also.” He had no idea what or why he was babbling as he was, maybe he shouldn't have had that fifteenth whiskey. "Hit me!" he said, slamming his glass on the desk, at the same time his head came down and he passed out cold.
rlupinhwl: The slender lycanthrope let loose his first real laugh of the evening as Severus' head hit his desk. He had great fun twipping his chain this evening and having a much higher tolerance for liquor thanks to so many nights with Sirius was a definite plus. He gave a passing thought to Severus being in love and shook his head slightly. Well she was a catch. Remus stretched and slipped off of the smooth desk stretching and looking around. With a laugh he picked up his wand and left a bouquet of flowers on Severus' night stand along with a note that said......: "Thanks for the memories. Love~RJL~" He then turned and with the help of his wand placed Severus snugly in his bed and made his clothing all pile themselves into a heap on the floor. He then headed out of the door to his solitary chambers to once more seek solace in his memories of a pair of silver eyes.