Warnings: Drama/Angst/very light slash that could be interpreted as something else. But if you squint hard enough, there's the implication there.
Rating: G - no sex or violence
Characters: Remus Lupin, Severus Snape
The moon was high and full in the night sky, silver strands of it caressed the windows and slipped into the bedrooms of Hogwarts castle. One of the only places it couldn't touch was the dark, windowless lair Remus was headed for.
He would be there, potion in hand.
He would be there, standing, waiting, expecting.
He would be there with that cold expression and hurtful smirk, screaming at him without words that he was filthy, tainted, a monster.
Remus supposed the passive aggressive guilt was Snape's own way of paying him back for all those years of teasing and pranks. To think, after all these years, it came down to this.
Remus stumbled into the dark room without knocking, hands trembling; he could feel