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snapeaddict · 7 months

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Snapetober Day 17 - Apple

Loosely referencing previous snippets - a tradition of apple harvesting, and my own headcanon that Severus is a wonderful cook and baker.

Minerva had dropped by unexpectantly, a matter of paperwork which had rapidly transformed into idle chatter. She was still here when Severus knocked on the door for their traditional Saturday game of chess: not that it was unusual for her to join them, but she had originally planned an afternoon of marking.

"Ah, Severus, please come in", Albus said warmly, gesturing towards his usual seat.

It was a gorgeous afternoon in June, and the window, beside his desk, was wide open. Outside Fawkes was flying happily, using the light breeze to carry himself for a while, then flying back to an acceptable height and repeating the process. Severus closed the door behind him. He was carrying something with his left hand - Minerva raised an eyebrow.

"What do you have here, my boy?" the headmaster asked, half-rising to clear some space on his desk.

It proved to be difficult: many parchment scrolls fell on the floor, and only Minerva's quick reflexes avoided a catastrophe of spilt ink.

"You know tidying up is an option, right, Albus?" she asked, getting up to put a set of quills away.

"Don't bother, Minerva," Severus replied drily. "Such activity is apparently beyond the headmaster's capabilities."

He put down his burden onto the desk. It looked like a tart mould covered with a white cloth.

"This smells divine", Albus said, purposely changing the subject. "Did you bake for us, Severus?"

Minerva rolled her eyes and cleared the reminder of the desk with her wand.

"An apple pie. There were some fruits left in the cellars - I needed a break from the dunderheads' exams. You would not believe the number of spelling mistakes this year…"

"Why do you think I am here?" Minerva interrupted jokingly.

Gently, Albus put away the cloth, revealing a beautiful, golden pie. It was elegantly ornated with braids of puff pastry, and both Gryffindors could not help but exclaim in admiration.

"Severus! You must really cook for us more often. You know how much I love your cuisine - your apple pies are a particular favourite of mine."

"You do not pay me nearly enough for me to cook on top of teaching, Albus", the younger man replied ironically, but Minerva discerned a slight blush on his cheeks.

She smiled, taking her eyes off him before he would notice her.

"And why were you in the cellars?" she asked, summoning three plates, a knife and a pie server.

"I was attempting to finish my lunch without the house elves pestering me."

"Do not be so hard on them, Severus. They are merely happy to see you eat."

The headmaster set out to cut the pie, and Minerva watched as their younger colleague made no reply. Albus, clearly, was completely oblivious to Severus' obvious lie.

The man rarely baked, and when he did, it was always when prompted to by Albus - he brewed to clear his mind, he did not cook.

She whispered her thanks when the headmaster handed her a plate with a neatly cut slice of pie and lifted her cup of tea to her lips. From the corner of her eye, she watched as Severus glanced rapidly at the headmaster, an almost imperceptible look of contentment gracing his face when the old man let out another expression of delight.

The pie was, indeed, delicious.

Sitting back in her chair comfortably, she gazed at Fawkes who was flying once more towards the sun, purposely breaking a formation of wild geese in the process. Would Albus think this was perfectly innocent?

Sometimes, too, her eyes drifted to the calendar pinned to the wall next to the window and she smiled quietly to herself - it was Father's Day.

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Written in response to this amazing prompt by anon:

#pro snape #severus snape #minerva mcgonagall #albus dumbledore #snapetober 2023 #snapetober #I like to think once upon a time all was well #And I like to imagine Albus sometimes being oblivious just as I like him knowing it all very well

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sneverussape · 2 years

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snapetober 2022 - hidden injury

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“is he dead?”

“for merlin’s sake…draco! you mustn’t touch him! he might be cursed!”

“professor!”

“first diggory, then potter, and now professor snape—!”

“parkinson, stop crying this instant, you’ll bring the bloody baron round!”

“he’s breathing, isn’t he? oh circe, oh merlin, mordred, and morgana…”

“it must be some sort of hidden injury…i saw him stumbling on the way back from the forest.…”

“you don’t think it’s—mummy wrote me yesterday that…you know…it was tonight.”

“you mean…”

“but why would the Dark Lord want to hurt him? he’s one of us! it doesn’t make sense!”

“pansy, you great bloody cow, keep your voice down!”

“but he…if the Dark Lord came back like potter said…and i know my parents had written about…well. something hinting at it. why would he…why would he hurt professor snape? what about…what about our parents?”

“…”

“…you lot, shut it. i’m trying to listen to professor snape’s breathing.”

“it’s the cruciatus, i’m sure of it. see how he’s shaking?”

“there’s no cure for the cruciatus!”

“i know, nott, shut up. listen, we’ll bring him to his office to lie down properly, and wexler and i will keep an eye on him until the breakfast bell. if it gets worse, i’ll send for pomfrey.”

“leggy, you couldn’t!”

“she’s a slytherin! of all people she’d be the most help, and she can keep our secrets far better than the old coot of a headmaster…here, malfoy, give the professor some room, will you? wipe his face…good man.”

“i could have sent for the elves at the manor…to help…but…”

“no, if the Dark Lord did this…it’s not safe. just make sure the professor’s warm. we’ll move him in a bit.”

“leggy, you really think…do you think…”

“shut it. never breathe a word of it outside of this room, any of you, you hear? for now, we will watch and listen. if the Dark Lord is back, and is responsible for this…one thing’s for sure…we take care of our own, understand? within hogwarts.”

“including professor snape.”

“especially professor snape.”

“enough now, leggy. zabini, shuffle over here and give us a hand. steady the professor while i levitate him. malfoy, scoot over. who was the swot that keeps breaking the wards on the professor’s office?”

“i did. just yesterday. it was pretty difficult that time. the professor was pleased, i think.”

“walk ahead of us and get it ready. mind your wand movements, hear?”

“i’m not a bloody first year, wexler. i heard you spent a month in the infirmary when you first tried to break the wards.”

“better you than me. now get a move on. i don’t want to use too much magic on the professor while he’s still…unwell.”

“malf—you aren’t coming to stay up with us. you’re a bloody fourth year. the professor will have our heads!”

“i don’t care, i’m coming. he’s my godfather. he wouldn’t dare fail me in potions for this.”

“no but he’ll give you detention for skipping curfew intentionally. you lot should have been in bed hours ago.”

“just walk, leggy, so we can set the professor down and let him rest. he can yell at me when he wakes…and i hope it’ll be soon.”

“on your own head be it— oh, merlin. greengrass you did not just melt his office door.”

“we’ll you did tell me to get it open.”

“the rest of you lot get back to bed before i assign you all detention with trelawney and hagrid. we’ll let you know how the professor is later. and none of you better be late for breakfast because of this or i’m assigning you all additional latin translations.”

#snapetober 2022 #snapetober2022 #my art #my fic #snape #hp #godbrat!draco #au #idk what this is it suddenly became un-angst the minute the kids all started speaking lol #and yea it takes place within the slytherin common room #anyway it’s an au because the kids start getting suspicious of voldys intentions from the get go #this was the moment the scales fell from their eyes #and they start questioning voldys motives (in secret)#wexler and leggy are seventh years #lol those names just came to me

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sxvxrxssnape · 8 months

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Snapetober 2023

It's been awhile, my fellow sniends and snovers! While I haven't been active in Snapedom for over a year now (Genshin Impact claimed another one, I fear), I have not lost my love of our problematic fave, Severus Snape yet.

It was an honor to curate Snapetober prompts for you the past three years and I loved seeing all the content it inspired, but it feels a little unfair to hold onto an event for a fandom I no longer engage in and therefore, no longer give it the attention it deserves.

If you are wanting to participate in Snapetober for this year, past years prompts are still available for you to use! Whether you want to try a new approach at a prompt you've already done, or joined Snapedom too late to participate, they are there for you to pick and choose at your leisure! Snapetober has never had rules about what and when to post! I have some old prompts I never finished/uploaded, so perhaps I'll take this opportunity to finally share them! I also noticed that @momo-t-daye has come up with a fun and earthy themed list if you'd like to check it out! And of course, anyone is welcome to come up with and share a list of their own!

As always much snove to you all and thank you for always being a memorable fandom to me/making Snapetober such a fond memory for me :)

Snapetober 2020 Prompts 2021 Prompts 2022 Prompts Momo's 2023 List! my ao3 if you're interested in past snapey fics

#snapetober #snapetober 2023 #severus snape #snapedom

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wellpresseddaisy · 7 months

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Year by Year We're Falling Like Stars

For the Snapetober prompt 'Masks'. The title is a line from The Scarlet Pimpernel's The Riddle. Pimpernel/HP mashups live rent-free in my brain.

Lucius Malfoy was made to sing Falcon in the Dive in re: capturing Harry Potter.

Set in the late autumn of 1980 after Severus has pledged himself to Dumbledore. JKR's timelines (much like her opinions) are both bonkers and bullshit, so I made my own.

@sneverussape and @greens-your-color this may be relevant to your interests. :)

Where had Severus gone off to?

That certainly was the question of the hour. Getting Severus to a party these days seemed nearly impossible. Keeping him there practically took an act of Merlin (surely Merlin’s sticking charms would do it?). Lucius hunted through the first floor for his friend, but Severus had vanished from even his usual haunts.

Could he…

Frowning, Lucius headed for entry and the main staircase, thankful that the Dower House had been built on smaller lines than the manor. As much as he loved the grandeur of his childhood home, ‘continue to share house room with Father post-marriage’ ranked somewhere after ‘sign up for long course of high colonics’ on his life list. Some days, even the acres of home farm and the five miles of deer park between them seemed too short a distance.

He paused at the top of the second landing, listening intently to the Nursery corridor. He checked his pocketwatch and frowned again. Had Nanny forgotten Draco’s potions? She’d never forgotten before this, no matter how hectic the day. Always, always they’d hear the distressingly muffled wails of their tiny child at the appointed hours. He couldn’t blame Draco; the inhaled potions apparatus looked like a torture chamber.

He'd come to them early, with lungs underdeveloped. It was only by some miracle (Severus’ intervention with potions) that he hadn’t lost Cissa and Draco both. He woke in the middle of the night most nights, dread coiling within him until he reassured himself that both his wife and his son still breathed. If she forgot…Lucius strode toward the day nursery, determined to get to the bottom of this dereliction of duty. He stopped in the door, anger slipping away at the sight that greeted him.

“Now, snidget, I know this may not make any sense to you yet, but you’ll understand when you’re a bit older. Slicing, dicing, mincing, and chopping all have distinct definitions in the world of potioneering. Slicing—”

He must have made some noise, for Severus looked up from the bundle of blanket cradled in his lap, all fond openness in his countenance shuttering to cool regard. The rocking chair stilled.

“I wondered where you’d gone off to. Has Draco had his potions?” Lucius asked lightly, his heart wringing at the wariness in Severus’ face.

He desperately missed the Severus from even a year prior. His friend seemed so closed off, so aloof these days.

“He’s having them now,” Severus admitted, shifting Draco so Lucius could see.

A tiny, clear mask sat over Draco’s nose and mouth with tubing running from it to a potion vial. Lucius just caught the hum of magic at the edge of his senses as a soft blue mist steadily clouded the mask. Draco regarded him from behind the mask, his tiny hand wound into Severus’ long hair.

“Is this new?” Lucius asked, noting the sudden wariness in Severus’ eyes.

“It…the chamber caused him so much distress,” Severus floundered.

Lucius crossed to the rocking chair and, heedless of creases, sank to his knees by them.

“You invented this for Draco?”

“The weeping, Lucius. It wasn’t the usual baby crying. He hated it.” Severus looked back down to Draco. “I tested it on myself, first.”

Lucius stifled the urge to scold. For the moment. One day, one day he might get Severus to stop self-experimentation.

Or he could tell Cissa.

“Of course you did,” Lucius murmured. “You always do.”

“It’s based on machines to help give children with breathing troubles medication. I…do you mind very much it isn’t of purely magical origins?” The question came so quietly that Lucius nearly missed it.

“No,” he could answer that honestly, at least. “This…Severus look at me.”

For once, Severus didn’t respond to an order from him.

“Now, please.” They both knew what he meant.

Severus’ head snapped up and Lucius nearly winced at the trepidation in his face. What had Severus got himself involved in? What had so damaged the trust that once existed between them? Even six months ago Severus wouldn’t have worried to this extent over his reaction.

“What you have done is given us a great gift. You gave of your time and your considerable intellect to alleviate our child’s distress. You tested it on yourself, Severus.”

Severus’ lips twisted and he looked down again.

“I needed a stronger headache reliever than usual. The inhaled ones work faster.”

“Oh, I think we can discuss that when Draco’s had his potion.” He found familiar ground and teased.

“No matter what you say about practice, Lucius, I’m not actually your child.” The expected response let something relax in him.

“Tosh. You’ll always be our first,” he answered curtly. “You know how Cissa feels about you experimenting on yourself.”

Severus only glared at him.

“Yes, well, you can put that face away unless you’d very much like to have a chat about hospital-strength headache relievers?” he asked archly.

“Do you see how I’m treated?” Severus complained to Draco. “Terrible, it is.”

Lucius chuckled and then added more seriously, “You know Cissa and I…no matter who took the oath, we consider you Draco’s proper godfather, Severus.”

He would never forget the shocked delight stealing over Severus’ face.

#snapetober 2023 #snapetober #severus snape #lucius malfoy #hp society/the ton #hp the season au

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polarfog · 8 months

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My Own Hands

Snapetober: Day 1: Foliage

This is what my mind went to, foiling plans

Severus realized being a death eater wasn't for him the day he told Voldemort part of the prophecy.

He knew Voldemort wouldn't spare Lily and Albus wasn't being a help. He didn't trust a word that man said, he let someone who tried to kill them stay in school with him. That fool.

So there is only one option left, protect Lilly himself. Peter already told Voldemort where Lily lived, so Severus apparated there, just in time by the looks of James' dead body.

He ran up to the room and avada kedavrad his Lord. Lily looked up in shock, "Severus."

Snape waved, this was awkward, Lilly didn't want him around and he tried to respect that, but this was an emergency! "Hi. I'll leave."

"No!" Lilly ran up to him. "Don't leave. How's James? Is he?"

Snape kept his voice calm, "James was dead when I arrived. I'm sorry." He didn't like James, but he didn't want to hurt Lilly either.

"I, stay here tonight please." To that Harry started crying. "I need a breather."

"Take all the time you need. Give me the baby and I'll handle him." Lilly handed Snape Harry. "Go relax. I'll take good care of him." Lily, shaken, went to take a shower.

Snape looked at Harry, "You look... Just like your father." That was said to a louder cry. "You are right that it is rather unfortunate." Snape went to find Harry a bottle, and fed it to him when he finally found one. That was when he noticed Harry's eyes. "You do have your mother's eyes. They are beautiful."

When Lilly took Harry back Snape asked, "What's his name?"

"Harry. Harry James Potter." Lilly poked Harry's nose. "He looks just like James doesn't he?" Lily sighed, "He'll always be a reminder."

Snape added to the sentence, "A reminder that you survived. Lilly, I am sorry about James. I wish I arrived sooner." He did wish he arrived sooner. Lilly being widowed hurt her emotionally, he can see it.

He didn't care about James and if it didn't hurt Lilly, he would dance on his grave. But he still loved Lilly which means he had to pretend to care about James' death for her sake.

"Severus?" Severus looked at Lilly. "Can you help me with Harry? I can't do it by myself."

Severus smiled, "Of course. I will be better this time Lily, I promise."

#Snapetober 2023 #Snapetober #alternate universe #harry potter fanfiction #severus snape #lily evans #murder #unoffical Snapetober

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elliemarchetti · 7 months

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💭 🍰 👩‍🏭 ⏰

💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

I don't know if it's a real headcanon, but in my head Elva (my OC from Beautiful and Dangerous) and Haldir find their way back to each other, but since I'm stuck with what happens after Helm's Deep, for now the ending lives only in my mind.

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

I LOVE The Wildest Winter by @separatist-apologist. I think I already reread it like three times and I have no intention to stop. The only childhood-best-friends to lovers I ever liked and I don't even know how to show the amount of appreciation I have for it

👩‍🏭 If one of your fics was going to get you arrested, which one and why?

Since I generally write for a teen and up audience, I think there's no fic of mine that would get me arrested for its content, but the process of how I got to certain informations could perhaps alert some security agency (I'm a little ashamed of the amount of times I had to look at travel times and the accident/crime rate of certain areas for To Love an Archeron)

⏰ Do you spend more time reading fic, writing fic, or do you do both equally?

It depends on how inspired I am. At the moment I feel like I'm spending more time writing than reading but only because I have

a three chapters Neris fic I want to post for Halloween

at least a couple ideas for Momo's Unofficial Snapetober

a multichapter fic for @emerieweekofficial

a four chapter fic for ACOTAR Secret Santa (double hype for this one because @secret-third-thing will be my beta)

a oneshot for the Comfort Zone Fest

my rewrite of The Deal

AND I'm looking into NaNoWriMo, The Dark Festivus Gift Exchange and @liquidluckdrabblechallenge's Roll The Dice Challenge (here's a link to the interest check if you're a Harry Potter person and would like to do something for it)

#sorry andri if I used your ask as a “coming soon” recap #sometimes i need to remind myself I don't have 48 hours in a day but 24 like everyone else #ask game #oh and my requests are still open so if someone wants something specific hit me up #i want to use my prompt list more but for now I did just one flower for a blackinnon oneshot #kinda spicy #kinda angsty #if you're into it

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deepperplexity · 1 year

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🍁 Oct:2021 - SNAPETOBER PROMPT LIST

🍁 Oct:2021 - 1. Autumn - Snape x Reader - You are apparently dressing as if a grandmother vomited all over you, or so he said at least (with love) when you barged into his office.

🍁 Oct:2021 - 2. “You have to let go” - Snape x Reader - You are struggling with the death of your brother, your guilt and belief of having caused it makes you think that perhaps Severus will leave you if he finds out…

🍁 Oct:2021 - 3. Pumpkin Carving - Snape x Reader - You struggle daily with OCD and when Severus brings home pumpkins for you to carve you get overwhelmed when you can’t get it just right and he helps you.

🍁 Oct:2021 - 4. Regret - Snape x Fem!Healer!Reader - Snape is in pain after having pushed you away in his youth as he did not know that you felt for him as he did for you and now you are back at Hogwarts...

🍁 Oct:2021 - 5. Apple Orchard - Snape x Reader - Severus decides to take you on your eleventh date at an Orchard to pick your own apples to make apple pies and apple jam in the afternoon.

🍁 Oct:2021 - 6. Hostage/Trapped, 10. Misunderstandings, 16. “I’ve got you” - Snape x Reader - When you unexpectedly turn up with Halloween decorations at Snape’s house he feels trapped by his past as you ask him to open up to you...

🍁 Oct:2021 - 8. Emptiness, 9. Old Books, 11. Old Friends - Snape (no pairing) - We get to see a glimpse of Snape’s childhood and what he did to escape the cold, the loneliness and how he found friendship in an unexpected place.

🍁 Oct:2021 - 10. Misunderstandings, 13. Spell Casting, 28. Flashbacks, 30. “How could you do this?” - Student!Snape x Student!Muggleborn!Female!Reader - You accidentally hit Severus with a spell intended for his bully and everything crumbles as he is incapable of understanding your love for him is true...

🍁 Oct:2021 - 21. Contemplation, 20. Night Terrors, 26. “Don’t leave me” - Student!Snape x Student!Muggleborn!Female!Reader - CONTINUATION of [10. Misunderstandings, 13. Spell Casting, 28. Flashbacks, 30. “How could you do this?”]

🍁 Oct:2021 - 18. (No) Mercy, 22. Touch Starved, 25. Rainy Evening - Snape x Fem!Healer!Reader - CONTINUATION of [4. Regret].

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bush-viper-cutie · 4 years

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Working Together - DAY 3

Pairing: young!severus x reader

Word Count: 3,055

Rating: E for Everyone

Plot: Severus and you are assigned to work together for Herbology. Things keep happening and unless you want to fail first term, you must take action.

Warnings: none

A/N: Day three! My own challenging prompt for October again! HAPPY SPOOKTOBER! :D (late upload but it IS complete! but not spooky D:)

Posted: 10/3/20

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“…and Snape and (L/n), please grab a planter box.” Professor Sprout rolled up her scroll and threw it behind her on a pile of parchments and papers in a large pot. “Alright class, two hours, that should be plenty of time to get set up.”

You looked around for Severus, spotting him in the back of the green house by the planter boxes. He was already grabbing the materials before even meeting up first. You rolled your eyes and made your way to his usual spot, sitting down next to his book. He was one of the only ones with a textbook out and he was always scribbling in it despite not really needing to. Sprout never quizzed the class on all the extra stuff she said.

Severus turned, arms carrying the planter full of soil, seeds, and growth potions, and spotted you already waiting for him. He averted his eyes as he walked up to you and set all the stuff down on the table.

You hadn’t ever talked to him, but you knew well enough how he got. He only ever talked to his friends and anyone else could be noisy wind for all he cared. You pressed your lips together and began tearing the dirt apart in the planter so that it was soft and perfect for the roots that would eventually be pushing through it.

“You’re doing it wrong,” Severus grumbled.

You stepped aside and put your dirty hands to your hips. “Then why don’t you – ”

He immediately fixed the soil, breaking it apart further and then patted it down. “The top needs to be hard or else the roots will push through. They don’t feel which way is down. They grow into the easiest path.” He wiped his hands on his trousers and started mixing the potions into little containers.

“Oh.” You took the little seeds out of their pouches and pushed them through the dirt, patting it back down like Severus had done. “Can I do one?”

Severus stopped pouring into the last small container and sat back down on the stool, handing you the two bottles of PlantGrowth. You took them and poured in the clear one first and then looked at the other greener one.

“How much of this do I put in?”

He furrowed his brows. “If you don’t know how to then why ask to do it?”

You brushed off his comment with a laugh. You did feel like a fool, but you couldn’t help wanting to be involved. “Just tell me, will you?”

He stood again, almost bumping shoulders with you – he stepped to the side quickly just before – and touched the container with his dirty nail, holding it still as you poured. You both sat as the mixtures turned from light green to dark.

“Do you like herbology?” You turned to him.

He was picking dirt out if his nails and stopped. “Like it?”

You didn’t think the question would be so complicated for him. “Yes. Is it one of your favorites? It seems like it is.”

“No. It’s just a class.”

“But you put a lot of work into it. Into knowing and remembering everything.”

He shrugged, finally meeting your eyes. “What do you care anyways?”

You scoffed. The rest of the class went by slow as you waited for the potions to be ready. The second they turned a deep enough green Severus poured them over the dirt and labeled the box with his name and handed you the marker. You put down your own and grabbed the planter, setting it with the others. Class was over and by next week the plants should be in full bloom.

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You knocked on Professor Sprout’s door nervously. You’d never been called to her office before and wondered what had happened. The door opened and you stepped in, ducking under some long leaves from one of her floating pots. Severus was in a chair next to the one she was motioning for you to take.

“I’ve called you in here because of your planter box.” She shook her head and sighed dramatically. “Well I’m not sure how to let you two down easy so I’ll just say it. Your leaves grew – in fact I believe they were the first to mature so good job – but they were destroyed. Completely ruined.”

“What?” Both you and Severus exclaimed and looked at each other.

“Wh-what happened to them?” You thought about your only involvement in the project and wondered if somehow you messed up the potion. It was a two-step mixture but you had been known for messing up much easier and far simpler things.

Professor Sprout shook her head. “I thought it was some sort of pest but none of the other leaves are harmed in any way. Something went through and completely bit only your leaves.”

You looked at Severus, trying not to look like you blamed him. You did know he had a bad habit of getting into fights with some of the other students. His eyes flicked to you and his face went red.

“I’ll be looking into it but I’ll ask you both to go down right now and redo it so that by next class they are at least grown enough to re-pot, alright?”

You nodded and stood, heading straight for the door. You marched out into the corridor and waited, hands on your hips, for Severus to come out. The second he closed the door to Sprout’s office you rounded on him finger pointed.

“You know who did this to our plants don’t you?”

He glared and headed towards the green houses.

You followed close behind. “Maybe if you stopped hexing them back they wouldn’t constantly be messing with you trying to ‘get back’ at you. Just let them have the last laugh! I don’t want our planter getting ruined again before next lesson!”

He turned sharply, trying to keep a faster pace but you jogged, staying close. You saw him glance at you several times but he didn’t respond, making you madder than you needed to be. You crossed your arms and breathed out, trying very hard not to blame him.

You got to the green house and stopped at your planter. It was completely ruined. The dirt was carved into, the leaves were brown and brittle, and the roots were torn completely from their seed bodies. This looked like the pathetic work of that group of boys who thought it’d be funny to cover the whole third floor in suds.

Severus took down the planter and dumped out the soil. You got the two bottles of different PlantGrowth and set the little glass containers down in order while Severus prepared the new soil and seeds. Within hours the planter was ready to put up again.

“It looks kind of sad next to all those better looking leaves. Ours is so empty. Maybe we should rough the others up a bit.” You turned to Severus and wiggled your brows, trying to lighten the mood.

He looked at you and rolled his eyes, but you could have sworn you saw a little twitch of his mouth. He left the green house leaving you standing there feeling weird. It was an odd feeling being able to make the grumpiest boy in school have to hold in a smile.

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“WHAT?” You and Severus stared at your planter box.

“Ruined. Again.” Severus spoke through clenched teeth.

Professor Sprout was looking around through the soil, trying to spot anything that would indicate what ate all the leaves again. “Look. I’ve looked into several people – ”

“It was Potter and Black and Lupin! It’s them that did this!” You picked up a dried leaf and crushed it.

Severus stared at you but didn’t join in the accusations.

Professor Sprout held out both hands. “Now, now! Let me just say that Potter and his friends were with me all day, helping me clean up green-house one and two when this happened. I had JUST checked on your box and can say with certainty it wasn’t them.”

Your jaw fell open. Severus was smirking at you.

“Well you need these plants for tomorrow so why don’t you start over and just use my Super Growth from green-house four. It’ll be ready by tomorrow.” Professor Sprout clapped her hands and dirt fell off onto the ground. “It’s almost after hours so please finish up fast. I’ll be back to check on things after you’re both gone.”

You watched Sprout leave the green house and turned to Severus. “Why were you smirking?”

He pulled his mouth into a frown and left to get the Super Growth, leaving you alone to your thoughts. You had a feeling that come tomorrow morning the plants would be ruined again. This was your final grade for the end of first term and far too important to leave it to chance.

“We should stay here all night,” you said the second Severus walked back in.

“What? We’d get caught… or get detention.” He shook his head.

“And what happens when James and Sirius also ruin this one? I know you think it’s them too.” You stared at him until he was forced to react with a shrug.

After a while of working on the planter box Severus sighed. “Fine. I’ll stay as well… But tell me exactly how you think it’ll go. Because if you think you’ll be able to somehow stop them – ”

“Why is it suddenly just me? You just said you were staying too, didn’t you?”

He grumbled. “Fine. Then what? Do you think we’ll just ask nicely?”

You shook your head. “No, we’ll make another one, and switch it out.” You ignored his confusion and walked over to the extra wooden boxes and packed one full of dirt. “We’ll place this one on the shelf and switch it out when they leave. Give me the Super Growth.”

You popped several random seeds from a jar into the dirt and poured a small amount of Super Growth inside. “Let them destroy this one.” Within minutes, little leaves were growing out of both boxes. Severus put up the correct box on the shelf while you held onto the decoy. “Hide under here.” You pointed under the farthest table and shimmied under it, hugging the decoy box tight.

Severus hesitated before crawling in after you. “This is a bad idea. But I somehow doubt it’s your worst.”

You let your jaw drop and gasped. “Don’t pretend you know me… even if that was a lucky guess.”

“It wasn’t lucky, it was educated.” He raised his brow at you.

You squinted at him and leaned back against the table leg. He tried to do the same but his long legs barely fit. “Just throw them over mine.” You extended your legs out and motioned for him to place them over yours so he could have more room.

He looked at you cautiously and then did so, letting his feet poke out and leaned against the table leg with his arms crossed. He sat still for the next hour, watching you as you squirmed in your spot, hating having to sit still.

After an hour under the table had passed, and light no longer entered the green house, Professor Sprout looked in and checked the planter before locking the green house up with a simple spell.

“That’d never keep anyone out,” Severus commented when she left.

“Shhh. We’re still hiding from people!”

“Sorry.”

You giggled and blushed, pressing your hand to your lips. It was dark and impossible to see your face and you were glad for it. Hearing Severus apologize for rude or sarcastic comments was a rare event. Maybe you had gotten the wrong impression of him. He seemed a lot politer than the other boys he fought with – less kind – but still polite.

“Severus,” you whispered.

He didn’t respond at first. Then, “Yeah?”

“I’m sorry I blamed you for what happened with our plants. It wasn’t your fault. And those guys deserve what you give ‘em.” You scraped the wood box with your nail, waiting for him to respond. “It’s not your fault,” you repeated. He didn’t answer, but he kept his legs on yours and didn’t pull away.

After several more minutes he broke the silence. “You should change planters now.”

You nodded and crawled out from under the table. You switched them and crawled back, sliding your legs back under his and setting the leafy box to the side. Perfectly secure.

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It must have been an hour in silence when you heard the voices. You smacked Severus’ leg in excitement, trying to get his attention.

“I heard them already!”

“Sorry.” You smiled.

They opened the door and someone whispered “Set it in and don’t forget the boundary!” Someone ran from the door to the boxes, whispered something, and ran back to the door. Then the same boy from before whispered “We’ll get it in an hour. Let’s go.” Then the door closed again and you and Severus were left alone in the shadows once more.

You stood up and looked towards the box of random leafs. The moonlight was hitting the boxes perfectly and there was a little creature sitting and chomping down your plants like a king at a feast. You walked closer, Severus approaching behind you as you put your hands to your hips.

“A knarl.” You looked at the tiny hedgehog-like creature and sighed.

“I’m surprised they were smart enough to give him a boundary.”

You laughed and turned to Severus. “What do we do now?”

The moon hit his face and you saw a grin appear. “We could undo the boundary.”

You laughed and pushed his shoulder. “And I’M the one with bad ideas? We can’t destroy everyone else’ plants.”

He was watching you with a gentle smile. His eyes traced your face and he finally nodded, looking much less mischievous. “What if we undo the boundary and put him on the ground. It can’t come up to eat anyone’s leaves but… it’ll scare those idiots when they can’t find it.”

You nodded with excitement and took out your wand, undoing the boundary. The knarl had just finished digging around when it saw the other leaves and lunged for them.

“Oh! No!” You pushed it away and Severus placed it on the ground. You watched the knarl crawl into the shadows and turned to Severus suddenly. “Severus… where’s our planter?”

His eyes widened, searching your hands. “YOU had it!”

“No! I got out first, leaving you the box!”

“Well I didn’t know you were leaving it for me!” he hissed.

Severus and you lunged for the floor, aiming your hands into the shadows for the little creature that would ruin your grades in a matter of minutes. Your body knocked into Severus and he groaned at the elbow jabbed into him.

“Get the box!” you yelled.

He crawled into the darkness towards the end table. “The last one!”

There was panic in his voice that sent a violent shiver down your body. You ran over, yelling “Lumos!” and spotted the knarl with a full plant in its mouth, roots and stems and everything. Without thinking you reached for it, almost fully diving onto Severus in order to capture the creature just out of reach of him.

“Ah! Don’t bite down!” You dropped your wand and held the knarl’s mouth open with your fingers while Severus shimmied around under you to get on his back and pull out his wand to shine a light on the situation.

He pulled the very delicate plant away from the tiny razor sharp teeth. “Got it!” he laughed.

You dropped the knarl, relieved Severus had rescued your last plant and laughed with him. You placed your hands on his chest and sat back, slowly realizing the position you were in. Severus’ wand hand slowly came down and his knuckle touched your knee softly. He watched you from below, unmoving with cheeks flushed.

Blush spread over your cheeks as well and you looked down at the soft touch of his knuckle that had turned into the soft rubs of his finger. He was gentle in the way he brushed the back of his finger over your skin. You smiled and looked back into his eyes, still staring at your face. They shifted back and forth, analyzing your eyes as if he could read your very soul.

You found yourself leaning forward, until your hair fell down like a curtain around your face, slowly encircling his as you kept going. You closed your eyes and within seconds your lips touched his. He was warm and so tender and cautious as he followed your movements.

You pressed in deeper, feeling his nose poke into your cheek and reveled in the warmth seeping into you. The air warmed as his arms wrapped around you. You let your body rest on his while your hands found the ends of his long black hair sprawled on the floor. You scrunched it up and brought it close to his scalp for a fistful to squeeze and pull.

He moaned and your lips finally parted from his as you smiled.

As much as you were enjoying kissing him on the dirt covered floor in the shadows of the third green house in the dead of night, you knew it had to end. “We should put that plant in a small pot and take it with us.” You felt Severus let out a breath on your lips and felt him nod.

You rolled off him and stood, brushing off the dirt and helped brush him off as well, smiling kindly at him as you did. He potted the plant and together you left the green house. Just as you were walking over one of the small hills of the grassy grounds, his pinky reached for yours, and you took his hand.

For a final goodnight kiss you pressed him to a wall and allowed his fingers to tangle in your hair. The kiss was rougher and more self-indulgent. When you finally parted he squeezed your hips and gave you one last quick kiss before leaving, clutching the pot, keeping it safe in his arms.

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Day 3 Prompt: Shadows + knarl (small magical hedgehog almost identical to its Muggle-world counterpart and found across northern Europe and North America; known to savage gardens)

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professorsnape394 · 3 years

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DAY 8 - Empty Bed

[Part two to Potions.]

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Rating: 🥰🥵

Prompt: Emptiness

A/N: Aaaand she's back. Day 8 of Snapetober (yes I know it's extremely late.) As promised, a sequel to Day 7 - Potions, after a short (long) hiatus to deal with Uni work, and just general life. This is my first time posting smut on here so don't judge too harshly but I hope it makes up for my absence.

Warnings: Smut. Swearing. Oral sex (female receiving). Orgasms. Nudity.

Word Count: 2581

Credits to Gif Creator.

As always, Severus awoke in an empty room, alone. On any other day he wouldn’t have minded, he was used to it, in fact. He liked sleeping alone; never too hot, never too cold, having enough space to sprawl out as much as he wished, and no one there to bug him with their annoying sleeping habits, he was perfectly satisfied in his single life. Today, however, was different. Something felt off. The stark vacancy of the left side of the bed stirred up a feeling of emptiness in his core, mirroring that of the tousled sheets.

Sliding a large hand between the wrinkled duvet, heat continued to radiate from the messy linens despite the complete absence of a body. Peeling his tired bones from the bed, Severus looked around the familiar room, his eyes squinting to adjust to blinding daylight beaming through the gaps in his curtains.

Gone. The hastily discarded items of clothing that had been previously left scattered across the bedroom floor were gone, and so, it seems, were their owner.

A long and breathy sigh forced its way from Severus’ lips as he fell back onto the bed, a hand finding its way to his tangled mess of black hair. A pang of anxiety shot through his chest, his mind wandering back to the previous night. What did I do wrong?

After investigating the Weasley twins’ claim that it was in fact Veritaserum they stole from his cupboards and not, as he had initially suspected Amortentia, Severus did not waste much time in seeking out Y/n for an explanation.

Not wanting to risk falling victim to another one of the twins’ pranks, Severus decided to hear the truth straight from the horse’s mouth before admitting to any of his own possible feelings. He sent an owl summoning the professor to his quarters immediately after the Great Feast, leaving no hints as to why he called for her so suddenly.

“Know what it is?” The potions master questioned, slamming down a small vial of pearly pink liquid, secured inside by a cork stopper and hard wax seal.

“I’m afraid I do not, Professor Snape. Am I supposed to?” She retorted, an irritated look of confusion settling on her face.

“Oh come on, woman. You’re telling me you never learned this in your days here as a student. Do not pretend to be so dim.”

Y/n’s face dropped at his comment, her eyebrows raising as she folded her arms tightly across her chest.

“I think you’re forgetting, Sir, that I am not one of your students. Should you wish to talk with me, for whatever mysterious reason, you are to do so without the condescending manner… if you please.”

Severus settled into the seat behind his desk, dropping his intimidating demeanour.

“I apologise.” He fiddled with the vial nervously. “But you are aware that the potion you consumed did not match the effects of that of a love potion, are you not? That the only vial of Amortentia in this castle is here in my hand; you are aware I had you misdiagnosed.”

“You know as well as I how mischievous those twins are, it could have been anything, so what if you made a mistake.” She shrugged.

“But did you know, once the potion wore off fully?”

“Why does that matter? Whatever it was bares no relevance now, the substance has worn off and no permanent damage was suffered.”

The potions master felt like wringing the woman’s neck in that moment. It was like drawing blood from a stone just to ger her to answer one simple question. Her stiff body language and stern countenance told him she wasn’t going to co-operate quite so quickly. She certainty wasn’t going to make this easy on him.

“Veritaserum.” Severus slowly slipped a second potion bottle across the desk, this one empty. “A truth serum, if you aren’t already aware.”

Y/n’s eyes dropped to her lap, having nothing to say in return. However, the scarlet blush developing across her cheeks said it all.

A pregnant silence filled the room. The potion’s master waited on a confession Y/n was not yet willing to give.

“Just tell me…were you lucid?” Severus pleaded, his eyes staring, unmoving at the top of Y/n’s head. “While under the effects of the potion where you aware of yourself, despite having no control of your autonomy?”

“That hardly matters.” She shook her head.

“It does to me.” She met his eyes.

“I’m not doing this now. I have to leave.”

The young professor jumped up from her seat, stumbling clumsily over its wooden legs as she made for the door. Severus mirrored her movements, immediately darting out from behind his desk.

“Stop.”

Severus’ arm shot out quickly, slamming the door shut before she could get to it, his tall, looming figure towered over her dauntingly. Meanwhile, the fingers of his opposite hand curled tightly around the joint of y/n’s wrist. And in a single swift movement y/n’s body spun around, once again coming face to face with Severus.

Dropping her hand by her side, Severus begun to back y/n against the aging wooden door. The only sound filling the room was the echo of his shoes against the cold stone flooring, as he moved agonisingly slowly in her direction. Each step creating more tension than the last.

Y/n’s chest began to rise and fall with each anxious breath, the pace of her breathing quickening with each step he took towards her. Despite his glacial movements, the gap between the two professors had shrunk rapidly.

“Was it true?” Severus eventually whispered. He was so close now y/n could feel his warm breath creating a million little goosebumps across the epidermis of her skin.

She searched his face in a panic, still unwilling to admit to what they both already knew.

“Everything you said, did you mean it?” He continued.

Finally unable to take his intense gaze no longer, the witch scrunched her eyes shut. It was clear she was carefully contemplating her next move, there was no telling how Snape would react had she to finally confess her deep feelings for him. She was sure he already knew, how could he not, he wasn’t a stupid man. But the way he was asking… why didn’t he just confront her head on? Her confession under Veritaserum was surely concrete evidence. He wanted to hear her say it.

But she couldn’t. She was certain he would laugh right in her face for having a stupid unrequited crush that he would never return. And if he had to tell the staff, or worse the students, she would be humiliated. But the look on his face said he was not letting her leave this room without answering his questions. Even if she wanted to her throat had become to dry to make a sound. Instead, she gave a simple nod; lips pressed tightly together, and eyes still squeezed shut.

She prayed that by giving him what he wanted she could escape his ridicule and return to her quarters to forget the whole thing, avoiding him for as long as they still worked together.

Before she even had a chance to open her eyes to brave his reaction, she felt a strong hand cusp the back of her neck, closing fully the gap between them, pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss. Their lips crashed together; his icy cold and hers red hot.

Practically gasping herself back to reality, y/n broke away from the professor, her eyes flickering open finally. Severus couldn’t help but smirk at the sheer look of utter shock taking over her face. Her doe eyes appeared even bigger than before, and her mouth formed the shape of a perfect ‘o’, but Snape did not miss the way her cheeks blushed bashfully, or the quick flicker of an ecstatic grin, briefly exposing her perfect porcelain teeth.

Without warning, y/n grabbed Snape by his collar, forcefully pulling his face towards her, hungrily capturing his mouth with hers once again.

Allowing y/n to draw him closer, Severus leaned into the kiss, gradually pinning y/n back against the wall of the dungeons. Outstretching one arm to the wall for balance, Severus allowed the other to feely roam y/n’s body, finally settling itself on her ass. Keeping a tight grip to his collar, y/n yanked Snape closer upon feeling his large hand squeeze her rear, practically devouring him in doing so.

The pair panted breathlessly against each other’s lips, stopping for a moment’s breath.

“I thought you hated me.” Y/n gasped before releasing a giddy giggle, placing her petite hands on his solid chest.

“No one could hate you.” Severus panted, his eyes settling upon her lips.

“I couldn’t stand to be around you when we first met.” He confessed, leaning into the curve of her neck. “You were so irritatingly optimistic, I thought I’d find you exhausting.” He began planting small kisses along her neck and collar bone, alternating between pecks and small painless bites.

“What changed?” She cocked her neck to the side, a quiet moan escaping her lips as he nibbled on her skin.

“I found myself seeking you out just to be near you. I couldn’t stay away.” He mumbled into her shoulder.

Y/n took his head in her finger, leading him back to her lips.

Severus’s hands found their way to the back of y/n’s thighs, lifting her up to his hips and balancing her against the wall.

Y/n wrapped her legs around Snape’s waist, immediately confronted by the solid form hardening in his trousers. Biting his bottom lip in pure ecstasy as she leaned in for another snog, y/n tangled her hands in Severus’ mass of black hair, losing herself in their passionate act. Severus responded by pushing his bulge further into her pelvis, causing it to twitch excitedly from the small amount of friction.

The pair gradually found their way to Severus’ bedroom at the back of his office, but not before making a mess of his cluttered desk on the way there, leaving a trail of clothing in their wake.

Now both half naked and substantially aroused, Severus dropped y/n onto his dark satin sheets, following quickly behind.

Y/n watched on as he crawled onto the bed, his triceps flexing boldly from his muscular arms, sliding into the spot directly above her.

He stared down at the half naked woman, her perfectly formed breasts bouncing in the cups of her lace bra from the movement of the bed. She watched as Severus lowered himself towards her, peppering her chest with kisses, causing a second eruption of goosebumps that night.

Beginning at her clavicle, Snape worked his way down the woman’s body, pressing his lips firmly against the softness of her skin before moving on. The anticipation grew thicker in the air the lower on her body he explored. It became harder and harder for y/n to see his movements beyond her heaving breasts blocking her view.

Neck. Collarbone. Breasts. Belly button. Stop.

Severus paused at her stomach, his breath deep and low, warming the area of skin between her hip bones.

Propping herself up on her elbow’s y/n strained to catch Severus’ eye. Why’d he stop? She thought to herself.

His eyes darker now than before, Severus raised a brow suggestively, asking permission to continue.

Y/n nodded vigorously, nervously biting the skin of her bottom lip.

Continuing to lock eyes with the witch, Severus ran a cold finger around the band of her underwear, the slight tickle of his finger grazing her hips sent a chill running up her spine.

She waited for him to remove the rest of her clothing, even adjusting her hips to help him pull them off. However instead, he ran a single finger along the cloth of her thong, the fabric quickly dampening from her wetness, exposing her sheer arousal. The small wet patch grew as he found his way to her clit, his rough thumb gently massaging the small nub, all the while maintaining intense eye contact with y/n.

Lost in his gaze and in his touch, y/n never realised the change in her breathing pattern. It was quicker now, more breathy, and every now and then a squeal of pleasure escaped her lips.

Turning his attention downward, Severus ripped the soaking underwear from her body, burying his face between her legs.

Y/n took a quick intake of breath followed by a long and throaty moan as she dropped from her elbows, collapsing into the mass of pillows at her head.

Severus ran his tongue along the length of her vagina, lapping up every ounce of wetness he had caused her to produce. He started off slow. She could feel every texture of his tongue as he swirled it slowly around the cluster of nerves, occasionally running it along the insider of her lips, until she was literally begging for more.

Though he had gradually begun to pick up the pace the change of speed felt sudden. There was an immediate change in technique that made y/n go crazy. His large, and extremely sexy, nose nudged her clit repeatedly while Severus suffocated himself between her thighs, his moans ricocheting through her body, stimulating her further.

“Oh fuck.” She cried out. His nose was hitting the right spot. “Don’t stop.”

Reaching her hands down to tangle in his hair, y/n couldn’t help but push his head down, desperate to reach her climax.

Severus hooked his elbows under her knees, lifting her hips from the bed as he devoured her hungrily, keeping a consistent steady pace that would send her flying over the edge.

“Oh God.” She screamed again; this time followed by a long whining moan.

Not entirely willing to let her off the hook quite yet, Severus continued his movements for a further few seconds. Allowing his tongue to flicker over her clit a few more times before finally coming to gradual halt when he felt her legs begin to shake.

Bringing the heels of his hand to his mouth to wipe away any excess juices, Snape broke out in a satisfied grin.

“I need you inside me. Now.” Y/n demanded after finding her breath.

Severus had her orgasming all through the night, in a dozen different ways, and a hundred positions, by the end of it she could hardly speak a word.

To be honest most of it was a blur to him as well, she wasn’t exactly lenient when it came to seeking her revenge. But the one thing he vividly remembers was the two of them falling fast asleep in each other’s arms, completely content to be together.

Just as Snape began to wallow in his own self-pity, it was in that moment he heard the hissing of old pipes rattle through the room. A noise he recognised as the very same which only occurred when the water was struggling to find the balance between ice cold and scolding hot. And then came the familiar squeal of y/n as she braved the temperamental temperatures of his shower.

Severus scoffed at his own stupidity, followed by a howl of laughter at y/n’s.

“Fancy joining me, now you’re up?” She smirked cheekily, popping her head out through the crack in the door.

Severus jumped from the bed, swinging the door open to its full potential. His eyes drank in y/n’s stark-naked figure, watching the fresh beads of water dripping from her curves.

“Thought you’d never ask.” He winked.

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momo-t-daye · 7 months

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You see weird stuff when you work the night shift, sometimes when you're on shift, sometimes when you're slogging your way back home as the sky is lightening and everyone else is climbing out of the bed you've jilted for a job. Tobias Snape tended to leave his torch at home, gloomily confident in the knowledge that there was nothing weirder or more eldritch roaming the streets and empty lots of Cokeworth than his own damn son and that redhead girl from the other side of town. He whistled at night as much as he pleased, if anything, that tended to encourage Severus to scamper off rather than spring an another accidental ambush.

For Unofficial Snapetober 2023 Prompt "Crepuscular" (my personal favorite word in the English language); generally referring to animals (such as many birds) that are most active at dusk and dawn. Sev and Lily also had tapetum lucidum to Tuney's terror in this piece

Also, a more desaturated version with more exaggerated eyeshine, trying to mimic the "wildlife camera caught something weird" look:

#Severus Snape #Lily Evans #Snapetober 2023 #Tobias Snape #my art #Lily and Severus were weird children and Petunia did not get paid enough to babysit the pair of them even before you add in magic #Humans generally don't have tapetum lucidum but maybe wizards do?#snapetober

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coatntails · 3 years

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Snapetober 2021, Day 3: Pumpkin Carving (from sxvxrxssnape’s prompt list)

The seasons turned irrevocably on their slow wheel, Summer giving way to Autumn, bringing with it all the familiar sights and sounds of the season. The air turned crisp and smelled of wood smoke. The trees changed their rainments, donning festive shades of crimson, cinnamon, and saffron. And, inevitable as the rest, Hagrid could be seen in his pumpkin patch, cutting the great gourds from the vines to make them ready for collection by the house elves.

Students watched from across the grounds as the patch transformed from a great untidy bramble, to neat piles of pumpkins (some so big that Professor Flitwick would disappear if he stood behind one), to an empty, ravaged patch of wilting vines. And it was only then, when it appeared empty, that the pumpkin patch received its annual visit from the Potions Master. Hagrid saw him coming through the window of his hut, little more than a tall, inky spot on the hillside as he wended his way down the path.

“Here you are, then, Professor Snape,” Hagrid said, emerging from his hut as Snape approached. “I’ve held back the usual for ya. Though I was hard pressed to give them up.”

“By whom?” Snape asked.

“Well, the house elves, Professor,” Hagrid said with a jovial smile. “By the sounds of it, I reckon they think you’re muscling in on their territory! They take great pride in their work, the house elves. Especially around the holidays.”

“As well they should,” Snape replied cooly. “But you can assure them that I have no interest in taking over the cleaning, scullery work, or interior decorating. How many did you hold back?”

“Eleven, Professor.” Hagrid turned, leading the way to the back of the hut where eleven small pumpkins waited in a pile.

“I shall only need five.”

“Pick the ones that suit you, then,” Hagrid said, “and I’ll cut up the last of them for the Porlocks. It’ll make a nice treat for ‘em.”

Without comment on the presumed delight of the Porlocks, Snape crouched to examine the humble crop of pumpkins. He picked the ones that pleased him best, separated them from the others, and cast a simple shrinking charm on them so they would fit in the pockets of his robe.

“Will ya be needing’ anything else, Professor?”

“No,” Snape replied, turning his back on Hagrid, “That will do.”

Without a word of thanks, he swept away, covering ground quickly on his long legs until he was once again nothing more than an inky blot in the distance.

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“Oh, you’re here, Severus.”

Professor McGonagall pushed the dungeon door wide enough to admit her slim form.

“There’s a matter of a certain Jacob Waters of Slytherin house that I need to speak to you about. I’ve had no fewer than 8 reports…”

McGonagall paused when she registered the unusual tableau before her. Snape stood behind his desk, the sleeves of his coat and dress shirt rolled unceremoniously to the mid forearm. He held a knife, the blade of which was buried deep in the flesh of a pumpkin.

“…Are you… Are you carving a Jack O’ Lantern, Severus?”

“Several, as you can see,” he said, resuming his work.

“Whatever for?” McGonagall asked.

“This one,” He said, flicking the knife to remove the chunk from the eyehole he had just cut, “is for the Great Hall. Those two,” He gestured with the handle of the knife, “are for the Slytherin and Gryffindor common rooms.”

“…But…” McGonagall blinked at the finished Jack O’ Lanterns, “… But the House Elves do all the pumpkin carving for the castle …?”

“Obviously not all,” He muttered, prying out the last chunk of the toothy mouth to complete the third Jack O’ Lantern. He set the knife down and took up a rag instead to wipe his hands clean.

“Jacob Waters,” he prompted.

“Y-yes,” McGonagall said, wrenching her eyes from his pumpkin covered hands back to his face. “Waters - I’ve had multiple reports of harassment from female students in my house. Normally I would rely on the heads of houses to sort out their own students without interfering, but considering the nature of these reported incidents - “

“I’ll look into it immediately,” Snape assured her cooly. “If you receive any other such reports after this evening, let me know, and Mr. Waters will find himself promptly removed from school grounds.”

“Thank you, Severus,” McGonagall said, trying hard to keep her eyes from flicking back to the pumpkins. “… Sorry to interrupt.”

“Not at all, Minerva,” he replied with a crooked smirk, rucking up his sleeves a little farther and taking the knife in hand again. “Head of Gryffindor house is always welcome in the dungeons.”

McGonagall let out a little sniff of a laugh before she slipped back out through the creaky dungeon door.

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“Terrento Malus … Protego Horribilis … Custos Ad Vitam …”

Snape murmured in a low voice as his wand swept in precise movements over the row of finished Jack O’ Lanterns before him, concentrating on weaving the multilayered spell.

“Terrento Malus … Protego Horribilis … Custos Ad Vitam …”

A flicker of orange light flared up in the mouth of one pumpkin, then another.

“Terrento Malus … Tutela Spiritus!”

Fiery light bloomed from within all five pumpkins. The otherworldly blaze crackled and hissed, embers flying from the jagged mouths to dance around him, sending his lank hair flying, singing his robes. But after only a moment the light guttered down to a candle-flame flicker.

“Particularly fierce this year, aren’t they?”

Snape turned to see Professor Dumbledore standing in the doorway. His fingers fidgeted around his wand as he studied his face, trying to determine if the observation hid criticism or not.

“With the return of the Dark Lord, I thought a little extra potency might not go amiss. In the past, he held many malignant spirits under his sway.”

“Just so,” Dumbledore said gently, looking over Snape’s work with an approving eye. Snape tucked his wand back into his robes and stepped aside to allow him to inspect them.

“ … Well done, Severus, The castle will, I think, endure another All Hallow’s Eve without molestation by spirts, ghouls, or other dark creatures. I’ll see that these are safely hidden among the other decorative Jack O’ Lanterns.”

Snape acknowledged the praise with a curt nod, turning on his heel. He swept from the room, leaving Dumbledore to arrange for the placement of the Castle’s Halloween protectors, and stalked towards the Great Hall to have a word with one Jacob Waters before the evening feast began.

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Snapetober Day 3 - Path

Inspired by @sneverussape's headcanons

"You go down that way, ya walk for 20 minutes and then there's the factory right to your left. My pals' boys usually wait for us there. We come out at 5. I can show you the machines."

The tall man turned his gaze to the child by his side, waiting for an answer. As usual, the boy was lost in a world of his own; fucking nothing could be done to make him swap out of it for good. He shook his shoulder brutally.

"Oi, kid! You listening to me?"

Fearful black eyes met his, the very same as Eileen's.

"Yes, da'", Severus replied in a small voice, the kind his father found vaguely enraging for no justifiable reason.

Did he have to sound so girlish, so weak? Why couldn't he be like the other boys? He was already a laughing stock as it was. Too much brain like his mum, but unwilling to put his hands in the dirt, unlike her.

Sure, the kid did well in school. But he also came home all bruised. One look at him and you knew he was the one to beat up – he looked just like these poor lads on the battlefield, barely 18, crying for their mums in the midst of bombs everywhere.

Not one of them had made it.

The other boys, they came to try their hand at the machines, they went to the pub with their fathers, or to boxing matches. Severus read. He hated sports and never said a word at Church. He didn’t want to put his tongue in the glass of liquor like the other kids. If he came home dirty, it was only because he had been on the hunt for some animal by the river, or piking bloody weeds he stoked up by the side of the house. Might as well have come home with flower bouquets.

Tobias knew nothing about books, or animals, or plants.

Severus had nothing to say, to him at least. And Eileen, he could tell, secretly liked it. That he was different. Tobias hated her for that. She enabled him. When she looked at the boy, there was pride. Where did it come from? Why did she come alive all of a sudden?

He couldn’t make her happy, but Severus could, that was what.

In front of him and the boy, the path divided itself in two. The right side led deeper into Cokeworth, it was all black and dirty because the guys from the mine used it to come home – Tobias had been fired only six months ago. Disorderly conduct, they had said. More like they needed to cut their expenses. He didn’t like the dark and the loud noises anyway.

The left side of the path wasn’t used much. It crossed the river to the nicer part of town, there were mulberries and wildflowers growing over it. It crossed the bridge and led straight to a nice playground for the nice kids up there. Their parents would rather they play elsewhere, Tobias had heard. Nasty kids attending the only school in town was already an issue: no need for their spick and span offspring to mingle with them after school hours.

“You go home now”, he told his son abruptly. “I need to get to work. You can come by at 5 if you want.”

The bell rang at last. The guys put down their stuff and went outside to stretch. Their boys had been waiting there for some time already, playing football.

Tobias looked around, but saw no Severus. He had cleaned his machine thoroughly to show him. He watched as John’s kid sat on his father’s knees, dirty nails clinging to his father’s shirt. Severus never got near him like that. But that was good, wasn’t it? A boy like this didn’t need more coddling. Good spankings made for strong boys.

It looked nice, though.

He needed a drink.

He stumbled home and asked Eileen where the boy was.

“He’s not here”, she told him. “He left a bit before 5.”

He cursed under his breath and cracked another beer open.

He watched, leaning unsteadily against a tree, as Severus sat down in the grass behind a bush, at a safe distance from the playground. There were two girls there, a blond one and a redhead. The boy was looking at them with a sort of fascination that infuriated him.

Let him play with girls and lick the boots of the better off, Tobias thought confusedly. He'll learn soon enough that this won't make the world any kinder to him.

He turned on his heel, and never again cleaned his working surface at the factory.

#Trying something different #On the tragedy of father and son being strangers #And the sensing of secrecy #pro snape #severus snape #snapetober #snapetober 2023 #tobias snape #eileen snape #snapedom #severus snape fanfiction

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𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑'𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎

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welcome to my main page, my name is yarah. where you can stop by and take a look around !! i do hope you stay 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

i am a writer, so you’ll be expecting a lot of fanfic and a heck load of simping 😼

scrolling down will lead you to my masterlist, these are the fics that i have currently posted on here and on ao3, please have a look and support my writing 💞

i will put a key here to indicate what kind of fanfic you’ll be reading please read my warnings before you read my fics:

🌻 - fluff

🌼 - gen/general 🥀 - angst 🌷 - smut

ℹ - implied

my🌻 ao3 are as follows: zawarudos ( for more jojo’s bizarre adventure based fics ) and, monsterenergies ( for multifandom fics i choose to post or not post on here )

to see what i will be currently writing please click or tap on the flower ( 🌼 ) this will lead you to the writing space

if you would like to submit a request please click or tap on the stars ( ✨ ) the requests page, to know when my requests are open or closed, attached with a google form you can fill out

if you would like to be apart of my taglist, please click or tap on the sun ( ☀ )

NOTE: all of the writing you read and the covers and art belong to me. please don’t steal and claim it as your own.

i hope you enjoy having a look 💕

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severus snape x reader oneshots

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🌻1. please be mine - ao3 | tumblr ( published: 14.09.2021 )

🌻2. hold onto that feeling - ao3 | tumblr ( published 15.09.2021 )*

🌻3. love me, if thats what you wanna do - ao3 | tumblr ( published 20.09.2021 )

🌻🥀4. dawn is a feeling - ao3 | tumblr ( published 27.09.2021 )*

🌻🥀5. whatever a moon has always meant, and whatever a sun will always sing is you - ao3 | tumblr ( published 16.11.2021 )

🌻6. anything but ordinary - ao3 | tumblr ( published 30.11.2021 )

🌻7. blue skies are on the horizon for you - ao3 | tumblr ( published 06.12.2021 )

🌻8. be my birthday date if you may - ao3 | tumblr ( published 31.12.2021 )

🌻🥀9. a land of infinite wonders, a billion lightyears from here now - ao3 | tumblr ( published 09.01.2022 )

🌻10. if you want blood, you got it - ao3 | tumblr ( published 22.01.2022 )

🌻🥀🌷11. you’ll have me sooner than you know it - ao3 | tumblr ( published 10.02.2022 )

🌷12. this is the face of someone who loves you - ao3 | tumblr ( published 05.04.2022 )

🥀🌻 13. i’ve got to get better, and maybe we’ll work it out - ao3 | tumblr ( published 03.07.2022 )

🥀🌻 🌼 14. you don’t have to be sorry for doing it on your own - ao3 | tumblr ( published 31.08.2022 )

🌻15. always a woman - ao3 | tumblr ( published 9.03.2023 )

*note: oneshots 2 and 4 used to be apart of a series formerly called muggle misadventures but this has now been discontinued and are both standalone oneshots

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other

this section is for miscellaneous fanfics i have published, the character and fandom will be stated when necessary

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🌻🌼1. lionel shabandar/reader - you, me and these neon lights - ao3 | tumblr ( published 08.11.2021 )

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WRITING EVENTS

this section here is for all the of the writing events i have participated in.

snapetober 2021

this is my participation in @sxvxrxssnape‘s snapetober month 2021. for the whole of october, i wrote a oneshot every day for a month with a list of prompts. if you are searching for my snapetober book on ao3, it is under the title severus’ tale.

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severus’ tale - ao3 ( published 01.10.2021 )

STATUS: COMPLETE

overall word count: 101,853

🌻🌼 prompt 1: autumn - title: fridays will always be better than sundays | tumblr ( published 01.10.2021 )

🌻🥀 prompt 2: “you have to let go” - title: letters ive written, never meaning to send. because i love you | tumblr ( published 02.10.2021 )

🌻 prompt 3: pumpkin carving - title: floral and fading | tumblr ( published 03.10.2021 )

🥀 prompt 4: regret - title: don’t you feel small | tumblr ( published 04.10.2021 )

🌻 prompt 5: apple orchard - title: love at first feel | tumblr ( published 05.10.2021 )

🌻🥀 prompt 6: hostage/trapped - title: you almost made it through the fall | tumblr ( published 06.10.2021 )

🌻 ( ℹ 🌷+ 🥀 ) prompt 7: potions - title: hands all over | tumblr ( published 07.10.2021 )

🌻🥀 prompt 8: emptiness - title: do you know what i’m seeing ? | tumblr ( published 08.10.2021 )

🌻🥀 prompt 9: old books - title: when you’re without love | tumblr ( published 09.10.2021 )

🌻 prompt 10: misunderstandings - title: time alone with you | tumblr ( published 10.10.2021 )

🌻 prompt 11: old friends - title: childhood’s end | tumblr ( published 11.10.2021 )

🌻🥀 prompt 12: alone - title: you deserve this | tumblr ( published 12.10.2021 )

🌻 ( ℹ + 🥀 ) prompt 13: spell casting - title: the spelling rules | tumblr ( published 13.10.2021 )

🌻🥀 prompt 14: cursed - title: she said you were a hero, you played the part | tumblr ( published: 14.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 15: ghosts - title: an ode to my family | tumblr ( published: 15.10.2021 )

🌻 ( ℹ + 🥀) prompt 16: “i’ve got you” - title: the things we do for love | tumblr ( published: 16.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 17: witching hour - title: strange phenomena | tumblr ( published 17.10.2021 )

🥀prompt 18: (no) mercy - title: i’ve never been so torn up in all of my life, i should have seen this coming | tumblr ( published 18.10.2021 )

🌻🥀prompt 19: headstone - title: all my daughters | tumblr ( published 19.10.2021 )

🥀prompt 20: night terrors - title: broken pieces shine | tumblr ( published 20.10.2021 )

🌻 ( ℹ +🥀 ) prompt 21: contemplation - title: i can hear this beat, it fills my head up and gets louder and louder | tumblr ( published 21.10.2021 )

🌻 ( ℹ +🌷 ) prompt 22: touch starved - title: i really should be holding you, loving you | tumblr ( published 22.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 23: vampire/bats - title: can we fly, can we fly away | tumblr ( published 23.10.2021 )

🥀prompt 24: fears - title: welcome to the panic room, where all your darkest fears are gonna come for you | tumblr ( published 24.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 25: rainy evening - title: its our time now if you want it to be | tumblr ( published 25.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 26: “don’t leave me” - title: would you really rush out for me now ? | tumblr ( published 26.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 27: unfinished business - title: you are love | tumblr ( published 27.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 28: flashback - title: it’s all coming back to me now | tumblr ( published 28.10.2021 )

🌻🌼prompt 29: costume - title: where did the party go | tumblr ( published 29.10.2021 )

🥀prompt 30: “how could you do this?” - title: you’re the only thing that’s keeping me alive | tumblr ( published 30.10.2021 )

🌻prompt 31: halloween party - title: we are the kids from yesterday | tumblr ( published 31.10.2021 )

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