AN: This is a story for a challenge called "Tears pour down my cheeks" that is hosted by Heart of Spellz, the challenge is to write a story that can make her cry

I allowed her to choose my pairing, so this is the first time I have ever thought of using these two boys, never read anything with them before this either. I also got three prompts, used two of them, and then I got three quotes, managed to use all of them.

Thanks to Scifinerd92 for helping me out with the beta work.

Severus sat on the hard floor, his knees hugged against his chest and a large book hovering in front of him. With a flick of his wand the page turned and he continued reading. He had been sitting there in the same position for so long that, whenever someone passed the section he was in, he wouldn't even bother to look up; he knew by previous experience that nobody would bother him since everyone thought he was a freak.

So, when a young boy - whom Severus had tried to avoid for the last week - stopped by the end of the shelves, Severus didn't realize it until it was too late. It was only when Remus Lupin walked towards did he decide to look up.

Clumsily and hurriedly, Severus pushed himself up off of the floor and made to get away from Remus, only to knock over a few books that he had stacked up beside him earlier. Desperately he tried to put as much space between him and the boy, who Severus had just recently discovered was a werewolf.

"Don't worry, Snape," Remus said calmly, "I won't hurt you." It was just too bad that Severus wasn't really listening to him. Instead Severus was trying to find a way out from the dead end, only to be pressed against the corner when Remus approached him further.

"I didn't tell anyone," Severus gushed out frantically, hoping the werewolf would leave him alone.

"Snape, listen to me; I don't want to hurt you. You're safe now. I just want to talk to you." Severus stared at Remus for what seemed like forever. He just couldn't comprehend why the werewolf only wanted to talk.

It must be a trap, he thought suddenly, but he won't succeed. Determined to fight for all he was worth, Severus stood up straight and gave the werewolf the meanest glare he could muster.

"I...I'm not afraid of you," Severus said, attempting a cold, fearless tone. However, no sooner had he gathered up all the courage he could muster, his audacity vanished as the werewolf smiled a most chilling smile; the toothy grin sent a cold, unpleasant vibe through Severus' body.

"I just want to talk," Remus repeated.

"But I don't want to," Severus said lowly. He tried to walk around Remus, but the other boy refused to let him pass, and when Severus daringly tried to push him aside, he didn't even budge. His hand was still resting on the werewolf's shoulder when a second cold shiver passed through him. Almost like he had been burned he pulled his hand back. At that, Remus' smile only seemed to increase and for a second Severus thought Remus enjoyed the effect he had on him; not that he was sure what kind of effect it was.

Suddenly Remus lifted his hand and it looked as though he was about to touch Severus. Shocked by the sudden movement, Severus jumped backwards and crashed into the wall behind him.

"Don't hurt yourself," Remus said softly. Severus stared at the werewolf and wondered why he appeared to care about him; he never did or said anything when Sirius and James were bullying him. Again Remus lifted his hand, and again Severus tried to move away again, but this time there was nowhere to move to; his back was already pressed against the wall.

Severus flinched as the boy's hand slowly and gently came into contact with his cheek against his will.

"Exquisite," Remus whispered as he softly caressed Severus' cheek.

Severus couldn't prevent a gasp from escaping his lips. Remus' touch was so soft and caring... nobody had ever touched him that way; not even Lilly. Scared, Severus looked over to the end of the shelves to see if Sirius and James were hiding there, but it appeared they were completely alone.

Then suddenly Remus moved forward until their lips touched; Severus was stiff from the shock and couldn't do anything but stare at Remus, who had his eyes closed in what looked like a blissful slumber.

When the kiss ended, Severus was still staring at Remus, who was now staring at Severus hungrily. For the second time, Remus leaned forward to kiss Severus, but this time Severus reacted before their lips touched. Brutally he pushed Remus backwards, rather surprised that he'd managed to move the boy since only a minute ago Remus wasn't affected by Severus' force.

They stared at each other for a long time before Remus finally moved. He took a step backwards and smiled, and Severus suddenly felt unadulterated rage passing through him as he stared at Remus. Did Lupin really think he could do whatever he wanted?

"If you touch me again, you... you mutt, I'll kill you." This time, Severus didn't try to hide the nervousness in his voice - he knew Remus wasn't stupid and could see through him. Remus looked at Severus, and for a second Severus thought he saw something akin to pain in Remus' eyes, but that quickly faded into something Severus had just witnessed a few minutes prior: hunger. That was when Severus feared Remus might want to turn him. "If you bite me I'll kill you," he said shakily.

"Do you really think I want to bite you?" Remus said in a tone that made Severus believe Remus found him disgusting, which confused Severus because he was the one trying to kiss Severus. "I wouldn't wish this curse upon anyone, especially not you."

"Why not?" Severus asked before he could stop himself. "You and your friends always look for new ways to make my life as miserable as possible. Poisoning me with lycanthropy sounds like something you would do."

"I'm not like them, Snape."

"You're just like them!" Severus shouted, surprised at his own reaction. Calming his voice down he continued. "The fact that you did nothing to stop them makes you just like them."

Remus sighed and ran a hand through his shaggy hair. For several seconds the two boys stood in absolute silence, until Remus seemed to snap out of his thoughts. "You're right; I'm just as bad, if not worse than them." And suddenly Severus felt awful about what he'd just accused Remus of, especially since he'd just discovered the curse Remus had managed to keep a secret.

"I'm sorry," Severus managed to croak out before he tried to walk around the werewolf to gather his books. Before he had a chance to pick up more than two books, however, Remus' hands stopped him. Severus didn't have a chance to scream or say anything as Remus twirled him around until they were facing each other. For a few seconds Severus' heart stopped, and then his whole body suddenly exploded like a volcano when Remus pushed his mouth against his. Both the books he had managed to grab fell to the floor as Severus grabbed Remus' collar for support. As soon as Severus made some contact with Remus, the werewolf pushed his tongue into Severus' mouth, softly massaging his tongue.

Severus' body suddenly felt heavy, and he felt himself being lowered down to the cold stone floor. He was still light headed from the kiss and didn't realize what was happening until he felt a heavy body press down over his own scrawny frame. A hand was crawling up beneath Severus' shirt and caressing his sallow, pale skin, and when Remus started to kiss Severus down his neck Severus couldn't help moaning. It was only when that sound escaped him that Remus stopped.

"Oh, Severus..." Hearing his name on the werewolf's tongue shocked Severus, and he wasn't sure if he liked it or hated it. Remus was, after all, the friend of Sirius Black and James Potter, the two boys that had bullied him since the day he'd first arrived at Hogwarts. Remus rarely did anything to him, but then again, he never really tried to stop his friends. While Severus knew he himself wasn't entirely innocent during the years of animosity between himself and the Marauders, he knew wasn't the one who started the whole feud.

Suddenly Severus felt extremely dirty where he lay beneath the werewolf, and it wasn't because he was on the floor. Severus looked up at Remus and saw the same hunger in his eyes as before, but now he knew it wasn't because the boy wanted to turn him. Desperately he tried to push Remus off him again, and this time Remus barely moved.

"Get off me," Severus managed to growl out before he lost his voice. Remus stared at Severus for a few more seconds before he finally obliged and moved off of him. As quickly as he could, Severus stood up, ignoring Remus' hand that offered his help. Hastily Severus gathered his books and stood up. He was just about to leave the werewolf when he was stopped by a strong arm around his skinny wrist, but this time Severus refused to let Remus be the one in control.

"Release me."

"Severus, please," Remus begged. Severus turned around and stared at Remus, happy that he didn't have that hungry look from before.

"No, you humiliated me, molested me and you'll probably go and tell your friends about what you did," Severus spat.

"Please listen to me, I won't tell anyone about this," Remus implored. Severus desperately tried to twist his wrist out of the werewolf's grip but the other boy was far too strong for him. "This will stay between us. I promise."

Severus stared at Remus, unsure of what to say. For a second he thought the werewolf really wouldn't tell anyone, but then he remembered who his friends were and doubted he would keep anything from them.

"Release me," he said one last time. They continued to stare at each other before Remus finally relaxed his grip on Severus' wrist.

Even after he was released Severus continued to stare at Remus, until the werewolf smiled warmly at him. Almost like Remus' smile snapped him back to reality Severus ran from the library, never looking back. He felt horrible; his body was sweating and his heart hurt, and he found he was desperately fighting the urge to turn around and run into the arms of the werewolf again.

When he reached his dormitory Severus closed his eyes and started to breathe deeply, hoping the pain around his heart would vanish. How could I have been such a fool? Allowing that werewolf to touch me that way, to kiss me, and to say my name like that... Severus felt disgusted with himself. How could I've allowed myself to have been humiliated that way? When his body relaxed again he went to take a cold shower; ,mentally he might have hated what Remus did to him, but his traitorous body loved it.

-o-

Severus saw Remus a few times after the incident in the library, but Remus didn't dare to do anything when his friends were near. At least James seemed to act nicer towards Severus; of course, it might be because he had saved Severus from certain death, but it also might be because he didn't want Severus to tell anyone about his friend's secret. Sirius was, naturally, different; he couldn't care less if Severus was killed by a werewolf.

The next time he and Remus met alone was in the middle of the night. Severus had just left the library and was carrying a pile of six heavy books when the werewolf appeared out from behind a statue. Normally Severus would have been on guard and would manage to have kept some control, but he'd thought the short trip from the library to the dungeons was safe enough to let his guard down. Shocked by the sudden attack he stumbled backwards and dropped his books. It wasn't until he was sitting on the floor that he realized it was only Remus.

Again Severus looked around to see if Sirius would jump out any minute and laugh at him, but nobody else was there and nobody was laughing. Instead Remus ran over to him and tried to help him up, to Severus' annoyance.

"Don't touch me!" he barked at the werewolf, annoyed that he had just attacked him like that.

"Stop being so proud, Severus," Lupin said through a silly grin.

"And don't call me that."

"Why not? It is your name."

"My name is reserved for friends only, and last time I checked we are most certainly not friends." Severus stood up and stared at Remus, annoyed that the werewolf would not leave him alone.

"What must I do to change that?" Remus asked curiously; clearly he didn't like what Severus just told him.

"You could leave me alone," Severus quipped. He knew that Remus wouldn't just leave, but that didn't stop him from trying.

"And never do this?" Remus said while pulling Severus into his embrace and kissing his neck. Severus gasped out in shock before he moaned, shocking himself. I hate him, I hate the effect the werewolf has on my body, and I hate the fact that this werewolf wants me; if he did indeed want him. For all Severus' paranoid mind knew, it could all be a trap to lure him into deeper humiliation.

Severus pushed at Remus but the teenagers hands would not loosen around his waist. Desperately he tried again, this time pleading Remus to release him.

"I want you, Severus," Remus moaned out between his kisses. Severus couldn't help blushing; nobody had ever told him they wanted him, not even his parents. While he knew his mother loved him, in her own way, she never told him that.

Suddenly he felt himself being picked up like he weighed nothing at all and was carried into the closest classroom. Severus would have fought Remus but he was almost hypnotized by the kisses Remus planted on his neck and jaw line. When they entered the classroom Remus placed Severus on the closest desk.

Again Severus felt a hand crawl beneath his shirt, and this time the hand travelled high enough till it reached a sensitive nipple. When the fingers slowly caressed the nipple Severus almost screamed out in ecstasy. Remus took that as a good sign and continued to massage his nipple until he found something more interesting to play with. Severus already thought he would die from the soft caressing of his nipples, so when Remus managed to get his hand beneath the elastic band of his underwear Severus thought he had died and gone to heaven.

"No." Severus suddenly heard; he thought the voice belonged to Remus at first so he was surprised when he realized it was he who had said it.

"Are you sure?" Remus asked him while slowly running his fingers through Severus' dark pubic hairs.

"I... I don't know." And that was true; Severus had no idea what he wanted. He did of course want Remus to continue, but he had no idea what the boy wanted from him, and he didn't want to agree only because he hadn't felt someone touch him like that.

"Would you know if I continued doing this?" Suddenly Remus pushed his hand down Severus' pants and started to play with his cock. Severus cried out in pleasure and let himself fall down on the desk. While Remus' hand was giving Severus something he had never felt before his tongue was caressing every piece of flesh around Severus' neck.

Suddenly Severus' moans became louder and he grabbed Remus' arm, and with a scream he came in Remus' hand and his own pants. While Severus tried to catch his breath Remus continued to kiss the sensitive skin beneath his ear.

"Next time, Severus, I would love to make love to you." Hearing Remus say that sent electricity through his body until his cock started to twitch. Severus thought he wouldn't be able to move a muscle after what he had just been through, so when he managed to stand up he was just as shocked as Remus. But his triumph was short lived when his knees suddenly gave in and he fell down to the floor.

Remus moved quickly and helped Severus up before he could protest, not that he thought he was able to fight the werewolf in the condition he was in. When they were standing up Severus found himself leaning on Remus with his arms around his neck. Silently he curse himself for being so weak around the werewolf, but at least now he knew Remus would try something like this a second time, and that time he would prepare himself.

"Release me," Severus demanded tiredly.

"You're the one who is holding me, Severus," Remus said through a chuckle.

Severus didn't need to open his eyes to know that Remus wasn't lying; he could feel the strong muscles beneath his hands. Severus continued to stay like that for another minute before he finally released Remus and stood up by himself. When their eyes met again Severus blushed; quickly he turned around and was about to leave when once again Remus stopped him by grabbing his arm.

Without a fight Severus stopped, but he didn't turn around to face Remus, and Remus didn't do anything to force Severus. The silence between them seemed to say a lot; Remus understood that Severus didn't completely hate him, and Severus knew that Remus wasn't trying to hurt him. Softly Remus caressed Severus' arm with his thumb; even if he wanted to keep the Slytherin with him Remus released him and they parted.

-o-

After the incident in the Transfiguration class, Severus was constantly on guard for an attack from the werewolf. But after two weeks where Remus didn't do anything, Severus realised he could walk around with his ears perked up all the time, so he gradually started to lessen his guard. Then, one random day, he was ambushed by someone in the hallway; he didn't need to see his attacker in order to know who it was - the strength in the hands that were clasped over his mouth and around his waist were enough information for him to know that it was Remus.

"Release me you dirty wolf!" Severus shouted when Remus finally removed his hand from Severus' mouth. The werewolf had dragged him into an unknown room, and, feeling rather nervous as well as angry, Severus jerked away from Remus' grip and searched for an exit. However, everywhere where he turned he couldn't see the door. "What have you done with the door?"

Remus looked quite pleased with himself, something Severus found incredibly annoying. Quickly he found his wand and pointed it towards the werewolf, knowing all too well what Remus wanted to do to him.

"You said you didn't want to hurt me, yes?" Severus asked rhetorically. "Then let me leave this room unharmed."

"I did say I wouldn't hurt you, and I stick by what I said; I won't hurt you."

"You said that next time you would…" Suddenly his voice got caught in his throat and he found it difficult to breathe, let alone form a coherent sentence.

"I said that I would make love to you, I know," Remus fninshed. "But if you think that making love is painful then you misunderstand the whole act."

"That doesn't matter; I don't want to do anything with you," Severus said awkwardly.

Remus smiled softly while he slowly walked towards Severus, ignoring the wand that was still shakily pointing at him. Severus watched Remus with interest, knowing that he could blast the werewolf into the wall if he chose to, but the curses never appeared on his tongue.

"Are you sure, Severus?" And with a quick movement Remus pressed Severus' wand arm into the wall while kissing him down his neck. Severus knew he'd lost back when Remus had started to walk towards him with that look in his eyes, but he firmly and mentally told himself that he would stand his ground against the boy.

But before Severus could start standing up for himself, he realised with a start that he'd dropped his wand and heard it rattle against the cold stone floor, and while a small part of him wanted to pick it up again, that part was lost when Remus started to nibble on his neck. Remus suddenly pulled Severus with him into the middle of the room, or so Severus guessed since his eyes were still closed. Then before Severus could comprehend, Remus was slowly laying him down, and to Severus' shock he felt something soft beneath his back.

That was when he woke up from his trance and realized how far they really had gone. He stared at Remus who seemed to be unaffected by the fact that a bed had magically appeared in the room, but Severus knew the werewolf was excellent at transfiguration so it shouldn't really shock him.

"No, get off," Severus barked at Remus, his logical mind overpowering his lust, but he only received a sweet and caring smile back. "Let go of me, I don't want this!" Severus continued when Remus didn't release him.

"Why?"

"Because this is wrong; you're friends with the two people who have made my school life hell." Remus suddenly released Severus, but he didn't remove his weight from him so Severus was still being somewhat held down. He elaborated. "Because you're a bloody wolf and because you almost killed me the other day." Severus wasn't stupid and knew that Remus couldn't really help the animal instincts that took over his body once he was turned, but that didn't mean he should just accept it. "And because you are basically raping me."

"Several excuses are always less convincing than one," was Remus' reply. Angry at the werewolf, Severus slapped him. Suddenly he realized just how much of a woman he actually was; humiliated, he closed his eyes and turned his face away from Remus. "I care for you Severus," Remus said while kissing Severus' exposed skin. "I want you in so many ways."

Severus knew he shouldn't let himself be fooled by Remus but he couldn't help the heat from spreading through his body when he knew he was wanted. He knew he would regret it someday, but - despite all he had said - right then he just couldn't care less; he doubted anyone would ever want him the same way Remus wanted him. Slowly turning his head around he ended up kissing Remus passionately.

That was the day Severus let himself be led by Remus. It was the first day he had ever let anyone touch him the way Remus did and it was the first day of many nights together.

-o-

Severus knew their relationship wouldn't last; they didn't stand a chance against the endless number of reasons for why a relationship between them should last. Severus knew everything would end at some point, but the reason for why they ended was not something he had been expecting; the real reason hurt deeper than anything Sirius or James could have said or done to him.

They had been seeing each other secretly for two months, always in the same room, always in the same bed, and always at the same time. Through the day Severus would completely ignore Remus, not only because they wanted to keep their relationship a secret but because they didn't want to have mixed feelings when they got together. Severus always congradulated himself on how well he managed to keep any emotions away during the day; after all, it was just sex with someone that actually liked his pale body, his big hooked nose and his constantly greasy hair.

It was late at night after their love making and Remus pulled Severus into a tight embrace; sometimes they would stay like that for a long time in silence, other times they would talk, and once in a while they fell asleep only to wake up in the morning when the sunlight warmed their skin, or when the bright light of morning would glow against their closed eyelids.

"Severus," Remus said after they just made love. Severus, who was starting to doze off, was snapped back to reality.

"Yes," he mumbled.

"Tonight is our last night together." Severus' eyes shot open as he realized what Remus just told him; he knew the end would come, but he thought it wouldn't be until the end of school.

Suddenly he felt sick; and somewhere deep inside his body he started to hurt. The hurt was so deep and painful that he thought he would die right there and then. It just felt like his whole world had shattered beneath him.

He was glad he wasn't facing Remus because at that moment his eyes started to burn, and before he could control himself, unwanted tears started to pour out of them. But he refused to wipe them away; he did not want to let Remus know just how much he really hurt.

He tried his best to stop the tears from escaping his eyes but knew it was a lost battle; instead he directed his concentration over to his body that was slowly starting to tremble. He thought he might manage to control his emotions but when Remus started to stroke his arm he lost it; all the hurt and pain poured out of him. Remus said something and kissed his neck, but Severus hadn't bothered to listen to him; not that he could when his head almost exploded from the pressure of holding back the tears that still escaped him. Severus quickly closed his eyes as hard as he could; trying to block out Remus' burning touch on his bare skin.

Quite suddenly, his heart started to hurt more than it already did, and his hand flew up to his chest where he pressed hard over his heart, hoping it would calm his breaking heart. But he didn't care if it shattered into millions of pieces; he had nothing left to live for. When he lost Lily to James only a month ago the only happy thought was that at least he had Remus. Without Remus he had nothing left to live for; he'd already been left by all the people he'd ever cared for.

"Leave," he ordered, surprised that he still had a voice. For a few seconds nothing happened, but soon enough the warm body of Remus detached itself from Severus' emotionally broken one.

Severus tried his best to ignore Remus so that the breakup would be as painless as possible, but either Remus had no idea how to avoid more heartbreaks or he wanted Severus to hurt.

"I left you this pendant; I hope you will never forget how wonderful our time has been together." Remus stared at Severus for a few seconds, waiting for some kind of response. "Please, Severus, say something," the werewolf begged.

"My world is at it's end," Severus managed to say after he took a deep breath. "Somehow I thought it'd be easier than this." Remus stared at Severus who still refused to look up at him, and after a long silence he finally left the room.

When Remus was gone Severus closed his eyes and let all the sadness he held back gush out of him. As the tears escaped his sore eyes he felt his body grow weak, and in the end he fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

-o-

When Severus woke up the next morning it felt like the whole world had crashed; his heart still hurt and he wanted to die. But even with the pain eating at him he felt calm in a way that he couldn't quite explain... It was almost like his emotions were gone and had left him as empty as a shell.

Knowing that he couldn't spend the whole day in bed he slowly got dressed, but while he sat stiffly on the edge of the bed he remembered the gift Remus left him. Quickly he turned around and stared at the opposite side of the bed. There, against the white bed sheets, lay a golden pendant. At first he wanted to crawl across the bed to take a closer look, but quickly decided to ignore it until it was time to leave the room; even if he was alone he didn't want to seem too eager.

When he was done dressing he continued to stay calm, and slowly he made his way around the bed to retrieve the pendant. But when he was standing in front of it, his heart once again started to hurt and he felt extremely sick. Nervously he ran his fingers through his lank, greasy hair, only to be painfully reminded how Remus didn't mind his hair. After what seemed like forever he finally picked it up, staring at it nervously as he waited for it to burst into flames or kill him, but it was an ordinary pendant with no magical powers.

While it didn't seem to have any hidden magical powers it contained something that hurt Severus just as much; it contained memories. Sweet memories of their time together, memories of their fights and conversations, memories of their love making, memories of how Remus would run his hand over Severus's back when they rested afterwards.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his palm, and when he looked down he noticed that he had been holding the pendant so hard that the sharp edges had left indents in his skin.

Severus stared at the pendant with an intense glare, realizing only then that the decoration on the front was a werewolf. Suddenly he felt a pain so deep that he thought his soul had shattered; the pendant would never let him forget Remus.

It wasn't until later that day he realized just why Remus broke it off with him, and again he felt the horrible pain drive through his already broken body. He watched intensely as Remus threw himself into the embrace of Sirius. Tears poured down his face as he watched them kiss, and when he saw Remus laugh at something Sirius said his whole world shattered.

The Slytherin suddenly felt his whole world spin around him and before he knew it his knees had buckled and he was on the floor, tears forcing their way out of his eyes as he realized just what had happened. The pain was unbearable. Suddenly Severus felt the need to get away from everything, from everybody, and especially from Remus; he needed to get as far away as possible.

He ran for a long time through the school, and when he finally stopped he realized he had reached the owlery. He looked over the banister and realized just how far up he actually was. He turned his head up to the sky and closed his eyes and before he really knew what was happening he'd climbed over the banister, his eyes still closed.

He was broken, his world had shattered, and the one simple thing he had wanted had left him, killed him. Jumping would be the only way to release him from such pain, it was the only way. He only needed to let go of the banister, let go of it the same way Remus had carelessly released him. He breathed hard, feeling the sharp corners of the pendant dig into his chest. He thought that maybe it would be easier to carry the pendant like that, close to his skin, but it only seemed to make things more difficult for him as it was a constant reminder of Remus.

The weight of the pendant seemed to pull him away from the banister, and closer to peace. In the end only two fingers were holding him to the world he once thought he knew; the world that had never been kind to him.

He really did want to let go and feel the air caress his body until he hit the ground, but he could never bring himself to release the banister; he wasn't as weak as that. Quickly he jumped back and headed down to his room. At least the short death wish had cleared his mind; he knew then that he didn't want to let Remus win like that. Severus was strong, it was time to take his life in his own hands, and he would make sure nobody would ever get close enough to break him like that; ever again.