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This is my last chapter, so enjoy!

Chapter TenHappy Until After…

Remus had never been happier in his whole life. Only getting a letter from Hogwarts could compare to this. He folded a shirt neatly and put it away, right next to Severus' shirts. He beamed down at the sight. Who would have thought putting away clothes would make him so happy?

He put away some robes and his cloak then set his pictures up. Severus only had one picture, and it was Remus himself. Remus wondered mildly about Mr. And Mrs. Snape, but decided that that was a conversation for another day. Severus didn't like talking about his parents much, it seemed.

When he had finished he made the bed, straightened a lamp, and used a quick dusting charm. He smiled at the mirror on the wall when the dust vanished and saw a very happy man looking back at him.

Remus walked over to the door and stepped out it, turning towards the long hallway. There were shadows coming from one of the rooms that was the only other light source in the hall. Remus made plans to get some magical candles soon for the hall.

"I'm finished!" Remus called. Severus poked his head out from the study, which he was cleaning and rearranging so it would fit both him and Remus. After all, they were both intelligent men and would need a calm place to reflect, read…and it would be a nice place for Severus to go when Remus had his pesky friends over to visit.

"Done unpacking already? I just finished, too." Severus said, walking down the hall and towards the bedroom. He walked Remus backwards into the room and Remus grabbed the front of his robes suggestively, smiling.

"Then why don't we ceresin the bed?" He asked and Severus raised an eyebrow. "Oh stop with the eyebrow thing, you know you want it." He smiled and Severus laughed softly.

"You think it's sexy." He said in a hushed tone and Remus shivered.

"Cocky bastard."

"Horny lycan." They fell on the bed together laughing, which was silenced with a heated kiss.

They stripped one another quickly, and Remus blushed, looking away from Severus as his eyes searched the werewolf's body up and down. There were scars from Sirius everywhere mixing with the ones Remus gave himself during the full moon. Severus turned his head back so they were facing and kissed him passionately. None of that mattered now.

Severus pushed his fingers inside his lover, once again melting at the sounds that escaped Remus, and the werewolf enjoyed the loud yelp he got out of Severus when he made use of his own fingers in Severus.

Not that Severus didn't like it…

He'd just never admit it.

They made slow love, Severus taking care to kiss and lick every scar, leaving Remus moaning and gasping. And when Severus was inside of Remus, the most wonderful thing happened.

Remus said his name. Quite a lot, actually. Severus would cherish the wonderful memory for as long as he lived, reliving the sounds over and over in his mind.

"Sssss-Severus! Ah! Uh! Sevvvverus! Sevvy!" Years later just sitting in front of his fireplace thinking about it sent shivers down his spin.

Severus strutted around with a grin on his face for weeks, ignoring Remus' eye rolls.

Oooo0000oooO

The attic became Remus' home during the full moon, and Severus promised to make a potion to help him with his changes. It also turned into a bit of a second bedroom, because Remus always felt his more 'wild' instincts coming out right before the full moon. Severus had decided waiting until the last second to make love was a bad idea, however, when he looked down to find a werewolf with very personal bits in its mouth.

After Severus had forgiven Remus for laughing at him the next morning about it they got into a pattern of making sure every room was put to good use. Walls, chairs, couches, floors, tables, counter tops, sinks, the shower.

They had a lot of fun in each, although Remus had a few complains about the sink sex. He had a faucet shaped bruise on his bum for a week after that.

Severus turned his nose up at the idea of visiting James and Lily. He couldn't help but think about how he had kissed James, and he simply didn't like the man who had tormented him for years, no matter how many apologies he gave him. He had only agreed to go see the little abomination (which was VERY ugly) that Lily spat out because Remus cried.

Damn hormonal werewolf….crying all over the front of his robes…over a little red ugly baby no less…thank God he couldn't have any of his own. He doubted he'd be as happy to show off his crushed hand to everyone and tell them how powerful his lover was. Then again, a son did some crazy things to people.

In the end, he and James simply agreed to hate one another.

Sirius luckily gave them no more trouble after that, and it would be many years before Remus would completely forgive the other man for everything that had happened between them. But even all the abuse made years of friendship hard to forget. Severus would never like it, but Sirius and Remus came to an understanding for James' sake. And later, Harry's.

Severus joined the Order as a spy. He had a surprisingly strong mind, and had the whole Order talking when he went up to Voldemort and told him a blatant lie and came back to tell about it.

Severus had tried to get a position teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts when his and Remus' water was shut off, and accepted the Potions position instead when he was declined because of how desperate he was getting for money. In any case, Remus said, he liked making potions anyways, so it wasn't that bad.

Severus would never stop being a little spiteful towards Dumbldore for refusing him the D.A.D.A. job.

Remus tried in vain to continue any sort of schooling, or get a job, so he took up cleaning around the house to feel less worthless. And cleaning up after Severus was a full time duty. Potions stuff everywhere!

Things were something of domestic bliss for the two for nearly a year. The made love often, Severus successfully scared all his students (some of whom remembered him and had tried to make fun of him only to end up with a potion blowing up in their face) and was studying to become a Potions Master.

Remus had taken up writing novels, and he made quite a bit of money for it, easing some of their financial worries. And Severus quite enjoyed reading them. Remus saved the really good stuff for Severus, of course. Severus' favorite bedroom activity quickly became listening to Remus read dirty stories out loud, and watching as the werewolf blushed and pause to collect himself. The stories were quickly forgotten and they spent the rest of the night finishing them with actions rather then words.

Things were perfect…

Until the Potters died.

The End!

Yall know what happens after that, so no booing! Maybe I'll write a sequel around wintertime, (that's probably around the time my other two stories will be finished).

Don't go anywhere though! Next week sometime (after I've read the final book, cried, and read it again) I'll start my Draco/Neville story. I hope you won't all be to busy crying over the final book to read and review it!

Thanks everyone who read!

Drama