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Title: Lycanthrope's Curse
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lupin hates Snape for killing Dumbledore. Snape hates werewolves. That gives Lupin the perfect revenge.
Notes: Done for Snupin Santa 2008.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are JK's, I'm just a starving artist who likes to play in her sandbox. I make no profit. Also: I realise Snape looks young, but since it's after Dumbledore's killed, yes, they're BOTH of age. I'm just bad at drawing older looking men T_T

( Here there be Monsters Under the Cut! )


....I realise now, several months after the fact, that I forgot to give Snape the Dark Mark. Ooops. T_T Still, this is one of my best pieces of art, IMHO.

Title: Burden of Guilt
Rating: NC-17 NWS
Pairing: Remus/Snape
Word Count: 1,616
Kink: cutting, whipping, bondage, torture, dubcon, D/s, mental instability, BDSM? NOT a fluff!fic - this is dark!fic!
Challenge: LMoM 2008/Snupin Dark!fic month
Notes: Thanks, Rosy, for giving it a look through!
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but my they're fun to torment!

( Burden of Guilt )

Title: Flying Lessons
Author: Serpenscript
Rating: PG-13 for violent situations?
Pairings: Background Lupin/Snape
Word Count: 7,660
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I could afford groceries
Written for: Family Fest 2008
Prompt: Teddy's learning to fly like Papa Snape. Harry Potter thinks he's being turned to the Dark side of Magic. Remus is torn between his adopted godson (Harry) and his family. Teddy--with wisdom out of the mouths of babes--will save the day.
Other Comments: Thanks go to TMM and Enigmalea, who both did last-minute betas! Any plothols still remaining are completely my own fault. EDIT: I redid the formatting, so it should be cleaner and I think I managed to get the comments out this time. T_T

( Teddy liked flying... )

Title: Finding Time
Author: Serpenscript
Category: romance/angst/drama/dark/smut/humor, a little of everything
Pairings: Snape/Lupin, others mentioned
Rating: NC17 for violence, dark, and smut
Warnings: m/m slash, allusions to rape/noncon, mpreg
Beta: the wonderful rakina
Summary: Severus is about to be sentenced, and Minerva decides Lupin should keep him company until the sentencing. But she also has a plan up her sleeve to make sure Severus escapes the death penalty...but as everyone knows, "The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley..."
Disclaimers: Definitely not what JK had in mind!


( Chapter 3 )

Title: Finding Time
Author: Serpenscript
Category: romance/angst/drama/dark/smut/humor, a little of everything
Pairings: Snape/Lupin, others mentioned
Rating: NC17 for violence, dark, and smut
Warnings: m/m slash, allusions to rape/noncon, mpreg
Beta: the wonderful rakina
Summary: Severus is about to be sentenced, and Minerva decides Lupin should keep him company until the sentencing. But she also has a plan up her sleeve to make sure Severus escapes the death penalty...but as everyone knows, "The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley..."
Disclaimers: Definitely not what JK had in mind! The poetry bits ARE mine, not lyrics!

Chapter One is here.

( Chapter Two )

Title: Finding Time
Author: Serpenscript
Category: romance/angst/drama/dark/smut/humor, a little of everything
Pairings: Snape/Lupin, others mentioned
Rating: NC17 for violence, dark, and smut
Warnings: m/m slash, allusions to rape/noncon, mpreg
Beta: the wonderful rakina
Summary: Severus is about to be sentenced, and Minerva decides Lupin should keep him company until the sentencing. But she also has a plan up her sleeve to make sure Severus escapes the death penalty...but as everyone knows, "The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley..."
Disclaimers: Definitely not what JK had in mind! The poetry bits ARE mine, not lyrics!

( Chapter One )

Title: "When I Consider How My Light Is Spent"
Pairing: Percy/Remus, Snape/Remus
Rating: NC-17, darkfic
Warnings: NOT a fluffy fic. mental instability, abuse, torture, possibly non-con, use of unforgiveable curses, disability, character death
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Syne was my muse and beta for this. Syne, I really miss you! I wish when you'd left fandom, you'd left us a way to keep in touch. You were more than a muse and a beta to me - you were also a friend.

( The bell over the shop jangled... )

Drabble: Conquest
Pairing: Snape/Lupin, past Lupin/Tonks
Warnings: mention of non-canon death
Disclaimer: Not mine

Snape winced at the shrill, agitated voice ringing through the healing ward for cursed and hexed wizards at St Mungo's.

"Why do you insist on - on mothering him?" Tonk's shouted.

Snape wished he could hex her; her hysterics made his pounding head unbearable.

"Why do you mother Harry? Or Ginny?" Remus snapped back at her; Snape could hear him pacing.

Score, Severus thought nastily.

"They have no one to look out for them anymore!"

Snape thought of Molly's beaming face and Arthur's round smile, and actually felt a pang of sorrow for their passing.

"Harry has the whole wizarding world to look after him - as if the 'saviour of the wizarding world' needs looking after!" Lupin bellowed.

Score two for Lupin.

Tonks slung back, "He doesn't have you!"

For a moment, Snape felt very cold - the part of him that had been freezing over a little bit more with every death, starting with Lily's -

- but then Lupin's voice, warm, forgiving, cut through the cold like a knife, excising the diseased part of him and letting in light and healing.

"No, that's right - he doesn't have me. Snape has me, now. Nothing could take me away."

Snape allowed one corner of his mouth to curl up in a tiny smile of victory; the side of his mouth furthest from the metamorphmagus. So only Remus shared in the delight of mutual conquest as Nymphadora slammed her way out of the ward, cursing.

Fic: What Goes Around Comes Around
Rating: G,
Pairings: Subtle, RL/SS, RW/HG
One page drabble, 632 2 words
Disclaimer: Not mine

( Above them they could hear.... )

Poem: Devotion
Characters: Snape/Lupin (squint!)
Disclaimer: Poetry is mine, playground is hers.



These shadows are too heavy
And I'm down on my knees in silence;
A voice in the wind is telling me
That you're weaking my defence.

But underneath this mask I wear,
And more lasting than this mark I bear,
Going deeper than Voldemort's obsession -
Is my one, unspoken confession.

Is this going to be my restitution?
You always in sight and never within reach?
Alone in the dark you shake my resolution,
But there can be no mercy; no one to beseech -

Yet still beating under this cloak of disdain
Is a heart - still living - surviving through this pain -
I'm too long acustomed to hiding what I feel,
But the anguish that I harbour is inexplicably real.

I know now that love is a heavier burden than hate,
And I've devoted my life to leaving it behind;
But something has weakened my will of late -
I can't seem to leave a werewolf off my mind -

Am I to struggle alone with this emotion?
Will I always have to put aside my truest devotion?
You have become my 'furry little secret":
I hate you - I love you - I have no regret -

Unless it be this: my corruption came between.
But you, while a monster, are still untainted!
And though I know I chase a foolish, childish dream,
I can't abandon the wish my heart painted.

So I pray it is enough to retrace your path,
To torment and provoke you, and still escape your wrath;
And alone in the dark, to brew your wolfsbane potion -
This and this alone, is how I show devotion....

Birthday Drabble for Severus Snape
Word Count: 300
Disclaimer: World and Characters are Not Mine
Summary: Snape doesn't want to spend his last birthday at Hogwarts alone, but he has a plan to remedy that. He's just forgotten one thing.



'Snivellus' had spent too many previous birthdays alone. He was determined this one, his seventeenth - and last - birthday at Hogwarts, would not be alone. Thankfully, this year he had a plan that would guarantee he wouldn't have to - and take care of that annoying 'virginity' issue.

His potions were perfect; brewing the Amortentia was easy, and slipping it to Remus Lupin was easier; werewolf he might be, but fetching he was also. And Lupin had an absurd fondness for anything chocolate - including a hot mug of cocoa each night while studying before bed.

Everything went perfectly; the werewolf never knew what came over him. That night passion and pleasure replaced the animosity that hung between them - until morning, when the werewolf woke in Severus' bed.

Severus had woken earlier and had his wand ready to Oblivate, in case the wolf decided he resented being shagged by a 'greasy Slytherin'.

But Lupin simply stretched, and began dressing with only a quiet 'good morning' to Severus.

When Severus narrowed his eyes suspiciously, Remus said conversationally, pulling on his trousers and shirt, voice muffled through the fabric, "Did you know werewolves can smell Amortentia no matter what it's mixed into?"

Severus stiffened; he couldn't think of any excuse. Surely the mangy wolf would run and tell Potter and Black, and he'd never hear the end of it! He said darkly, "Yet you still took it, like a fool. What if I had added a dose of aconite?"

Remus pulled his robes on; they were wrinkled, but would do. "I didn't take the Amortensia. I might have taken," he added with a faint smile, "the aconite. Happy Birthday, Severus."

So surprised was Snape that he barely caught Lupin's last words as the wolf slipped out of the room.

Title: Wind of Change
Author: Parseltonguepen (Ellie)
Pairings: Snape/Lupin, Draco
Rating: NC-17, R for explicit sex
Warnings/Spoilers: some small spoilers for HBP. Mention of character death. Post-war.
Disclaimers: Harry Potter and the Hogwarts realm is the sole property of JK, I just play with them a little.

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( Most of the time the darkness is a torture... )

(otherwise known as "I've gone round the twist and writing this is proof of pudding")

Cholling on the snupin chat, we talked about poetry and its lack thereof in the Snupin fandom. So, I asked for challenges, and presently recieved 12: doughnuts, fondue, champagne, eggnog, roast Christmas goose, Minature golf, stick of butter, windmill, fiberglass whale, fiberglass tiger, elephant on rollerskates, lighthouse. From those, I came up with this.

( Commence the Cranial Bleeding! )

Title: Secrets
Author: Parseltonguepen
Character/Pairing: Snape, Minerva, Harry/Ron/Hermione, Neville, Luna
Rating: G
Word Count: 3,333
Genre/Warnings (if applicable): Character death mentioned



( Long Road Home, Ch. 1 )

Drabble: Irritation
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Warnings: Snogging
Disclaimer: Not mine

Irritation

"Those bites look painful – shall I ask Madam Pomfrey to look at them?" Lupin said, trying hard to not scratch at his own itchy, painful bites. "The antidote will take care of them in time, but – "

Snape bared his teeth in a snarl. "I am quite capable of making my own salve for doxy bites, thank you; I also have a very strong desire to avoid awkward questions..."

Such as, why do we both have doxy bites when we both are skilled in DA?

Remus' eyes glinted with humour. "It was your idea to pop into that side bedroom for a quick snog."

"And you were the one who threw yourself so energetically on me like some starveling – "

Remus sounded unrepentant. "I couldn't have known those curtains had doxies in them before hand, now could I?"

Merlin's beard, the bites itched. "I," Snape grumbled, "should try the doxycide on you, for all the good it'd do."

WC: 157

Drabble: Commonality
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Warning: m/m sex
Disclaimer: Not mine

Commonality

There is never enough time for this: slender, seeking fingers and the geometry of long, lean lines, sharp angles, flat planes. Magic and passion follows - together they make courage for themselves and find an escape in each other.

The serpent and the gryffin are unspoken enemies, but the fiercest enmity breeds the strongest passion. And their need surpasses hate.

Skin slides against skin, eyes - night-dark and sun-warm - betray secrets. Together they wage war and make peace; between them heat builds and crests, catching them up in a shared burst of joy. A commonality.

No, never enough time.

WC: 100

Drabble: Expediency
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Warnings: kissing
Disclaimer: Not mine

Expediency

All's fair in love and war – but not all was necessary.

Snape was an expert on expediency; serving two masters required it, fighting a war refined it. He didn't need Lupin or his love; nor to love him in return. It was less than expedient; it was weakness.

It was also his hope, salvation, and strength. With Albus dead –

He closed his eyes against the memories and held Remus tighter, kissed the scarred shoulder. When Lupin rolled over and smiled up at him, his heart squeezed.

No, never necessary; but because of Lupin, for Lupin, he could try to save the world.

WC: 102

Drabble: Energetic
Pairing: Snape/Lupin (squint for it!)
Warnings: Fluff
Disclaimer: Not mine


Energetic

He had 20 inches of parchment from each of the third-years to read by tomorrow, and that was just one class. He'd been sitting here since supper and it was now eight and he had yet to read one. Because there was a huge, idiotic werewolf playing pounce with his feet, tripping over his own tail, knocking over stacks of parchments, and generally being a pain-in-the-furry-arse.

The ominous sound of shattering glass made him grind his teeth; he had never believed it when the Proponents of Free Lycanthropes went around saying, "Beneath every predator lives a playful child!" Of course, he'd never had to babysit a werewolf to evaluate the efficiency of his wolfbane potion before, either.

He leashed his temper, only showering false sparks, when the wolf skidded into him and knocked him over. "I shall make a note to not add ginseng to your wolfbane potion," he growled.

WC: 150

Drabble: Listless
Pairings: Snape/Lupin (somewhat), James/Lily
Warnings: Mention of boys snogging
Disclaimer: Not mine
WC: 132

Listless

"What's wrong with Moony?"

"He's still upset over getting hexed," Prongs answered, and Peter snickered. Black scowled and lobbed a wad of parchment over at Lupin, who was listlessly doodling in the air with his wand; a thin stream of colored light hanging in the air for several seconds after each pass.

Lily came down and sat with them, sending a concerned glance over at Remus. "Wand-doodles are typical of rejected loves, but....do I really want to know why he's sketching Severus?" At the other table, a rough sketch of Snape's schnoz hung in the air.

Pettigrew couldn't resist ratting on Moony. "He's all mopey 'cause Snivellus hexed him - ."

"...for snogging him in the hallway after potions," James cut in. "Why, I don't know, when there are girls like you, Evans..."