Unwanted pet (Snupin) *Complete*

Part 17: Don't lie to me

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made from it.

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Three days passed since last full moon. Heighten senses did not bother him anymore; he took full control over them. Well, the only scent, he still could not block out, was Severus'. However, even that did not bother Lupin that much. Lupin did his best to stay as far as possible from Snape.

Snape was a quiet companion. He never complained about anything, but as the time passed, Remus noticed that Snape looked more and more wretched. Dark bags under Snape's eyes getting darker by the day. He was grateful for all Severus did for him, but still had no idea how to repay his debt.

That third day, he was waiting for the bathroom to get free. The least he could do for Severus was too neatly fold his robes while Snape was in the shower. As he picked up the black robe, two tiny phials fell on the floor. Picking them up, not intending anything but to place them back in the pocket, he sensed the smell. Carefully he sniffed one than the other.

That two-timing idiot!

His mood shifted to anger as he was thinking on the uses and consequences for prolonged usage of potions he smelled. Of course, Snape was a Potion Master, and even those phials would not mean much if he could not smell change in Snape's own smell. For nearly two months, he could smell one of those potions in Snape's sweat.

Why I did not think of it before! Mad at himself as much as at Snape, he glared at the bathroom door.

Severus, unaware of his discovery, or build up anger finally came to the room. Lupin was seated on the edge of his bed, across Snape' robe. Waiting for another man to approach his clothes.

"Did you slept well?" asked Remus, containing his anger.

"I did."

"So it was a good night's rest?"

"What is matter with you, Lupin?" Snape turned to face him, frowning.

"No dreams?" He persisted

"Not that I can think of. You are intruding, Lupin. I am aware that Gryff..."

Jumping from his seat, faster than Snape could react, Remus tackled Severus on the bed. With one hand, he scooped Snape' hands, pinning them above Snape' head. He pinned Severus to the bed with his own weight.

"Do not lie to me!" Yelled Remus.

"Let me go," Growled Snape dangerously.

"Don't you dare lie to me!" He ignored the threat in Snape's voice.

"What is wrong with you? Let me go." Demanded Severus, wiggling around in an attempt to free himself.

"This!!!" He shoved two small phials in Snape's face.

Snape stopped fighting, he sneered at Remus. "You play tackle on a count of me having phials."

"They reek of potions."

"And I am the Potion Master of the school. Let me go."

"Don't lie to me, Severus. I can smell them, on you." He picked one phial up "How long do you take this?"

"And what that might be?"

"Heart calming potion."

"On occasion." Calmly lied Snape, and Remus growled.

"DO NOT LIE!!! You taking this potion for at least two months without a break. A Heart calming potion, Severus! Do you want to kill yourself?"

"Thought never crossed my mind."