Title: 30 Minutes
By: Rosemont
Note: This took me exactly 30 minutes to write and I made it up as I went along, as if you couldn’t tell. Just as I finished typing “Time’s up” My little chicken egg timer went of and my heart was pounding.

Summary: Remus tries to convince Snape of something in 30 minutes.

“You’ve got 30 minutes.”

“Wait, what?” I was still trying to catch my breath. I’d just run from the gates to this stinking dungeon and there he stands, calm as you like, not even looking up from his cauldron

“I said you have 30 minutes, and time is ticking so you’d better start talking.”

I just stared at him nonplussed.

He glanced up quickly and then with a put upon sigh said, “Look I assume you’ve burst into my lab to try and convince me last night meant something and that we should give it a chance and blah blah blah But really Lupin I have only 28 minutes.”

“I thought you said 30?”

“Tick, tick.”

“Fuck you! What makes you think I’ve come here to try and woo you, you bastard?”

He turned his head and just looked at me, in that completely frustrating condescending…

“Alright, that is why I came here. I mean for fuck sake Severus, I thought we had a pretty bloody good time last night and was quite looking forward to another go this morning, and you’d gone. Vanished. What gives?”

“You’re down to 25 minutes and have convinced me of nothing.”

He moved around the table cutting ingredients glancing at his notes and not bloody looking at me!

“Hey! I’m right here, don’t ignore me!”

“I’m not,” he snapped. “I am very much listening to you and you are saying nothing!”

“Fine! What should I say then, eh? You want me to say that it was the best sex I’ve ever had? That I’m madly in love with you? Oh gods Severus don’t leave me I’ll just die if you do! Well fuck you!”

The bastard was smiling. “Well that is a little better but I had a bit of trouble getting past the fact that you sound like a tea kettle going off.”



“You are such a bastard.”

“Tick, tick, Lupin”

I needed to sit down. I was getting far too upset.

“I’m not thinking clearly.”

“That is obvious.”

“I really only have 30 minutes to …to,what?”

“20 minutes and you’re trying to get me to give,” he waved his hand in between us, still not stopping his work, “this a chance. Really Lupin, do try to keep up.”

“So you’d just walk away from any possibility that we could, you know …”

“Have a relationship? Constant, frequent and fabulous sex? Really Lupin if you can’t even say it how do you intend to convince me?”

“You’d just walk away if I can’t convince you in the next, what?”

He glanced at his watch. “10 minutes.”

“Okay here it goes.”

“About time.”

“I’m best under pressure All right I don’t know if I love you but I’ve been fascinated with you my whole life and yes sexually attracted to you. Sex with you last night fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies and it was everything I hoped it would be. More. I want to try for something more...meaningful a relationship.” I stressed the word to emphasize I was not afraid of the idea. “And I was surprised…I was a little hurt when you weren’t there this morning. I...felt self doubt. ‘Maybe he thought it was horrible maybe I’m awful in bed maybe he doesn’t like me.’ God I’m pathetic.”

He chuckled under his breath.

Shite, I’d said that last part out loud. I was really starting to panic I was running out of time my heart hadn’t the chance to slow down from my sprint to the castle and now I felt it pounding in my throat. Severus fucking Snape wasn’t suppose to make me feel this way

I just continued to babble nonsense. “So I didn’t think, I just ran.”

I had begun pacing in front of the door. “I wanted to, needed to, tell you that, that…”

There was only silence. No response. I had stopped pacing and was looking at my feet.

“I’ve wanted you for so long Severus, and for one moment last night, one sweet moment, I thought I had you. I thought you were mine and I felt something rare and elusive. I felt…safe. I don’t know. None of this is coming out right…”

“You did just fine.”

I nearly jumped out of my skin, he was right beside me. Fucking sneaky bastard. He grabbed the front of my robe and pulled me to his chest. He leaned in slowly to kiss me and just before our lips met he said in a deep sultry whisper.

“Times up.”