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Masterlist

I write for young Severus Snape :›

Young/ adult Severus Snape x reader (platonic)

The Ask

Young Snape x reader

Thestrals

Christmas ball

Prefects bathroom

Tea house date

Patching him up kinda

The Tudor crown pt.1

The Tudor crown pt.2

Young Snape x reader every house might be headcanons ill see

Slytherin

Hupplepuf

Ravenclaw

Gryffindor

Young Severus Snape x artist reader

Art class pt.1

Part two

Young Severus Snape x Slavic reader

Name day ??

First sleepover

Picking Cherries - sleepover sequel

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The Tudor crown pt.1

I changed a few things left the magic since it fit the story more and I'll make this into a multi chapter thing probably around 3 to 5 chapters I think but I'll see how much time I have and stuff, part time job is really kicking my ass :›

The ask

Historically inspired Severus x Reader fantasy romance

A tea gathering. It was there that you met him for the first time. The day was veiled in a gentle fog, not cold, just chilly. Pale waves of silk embraced yourself and the roses lining the entrance, which subtly turn towards anyone passing as you walked through the gates to princess Cwentryth's estate. Her family invited a great number of royal guests for an afternoon tea claiming to have obtained a rare brew from the distant East. Thruthfully, you would not have attended at all, you have been expected at your private French lessons, yet your parents insisted you attend since Prince Sirius would also be in attendance. Prince Sirius had been your betrothed these past 5 years. Your marriage has been awaited by both your kingdom's for years now and yet, strangely enough, you somehow spent more time in the company of your aunt in France than with the man you were destined to wed. The marriage was arranged of course, you dreaded everything about it, from the emotional aspect to the person himself. Sirius was... rebellious. He feared no consequence for speaking what laid upon his mind, cared little for rules, and seemed to wear disobedience as if it was another title bestowed upon him at birth. He did not love you, nor did you love him yet somehow your families just had to make you a match. Neither of you had been granted so much as a voice in the matter. It simply became your future. Sirius paid little heed to duty. At every gathering he found some new princess upon whom to bestow his charm, flirting shamelessly as if the expectations placed upon him were nothing more than a tedious inconvenience. You already made peace with your fate. You would give him an heir, fulfilling your duty as a wife, then if future provided little merci you would quietly live the remains of your life in the little freedom a queen might still possess. Though if truth be told, you doubted Sirius would grant you much say in matters of the realm or indeed, in much of anything at all.

Upon your arrival, you bowed before Princess Cwentryth and her family, exchanging greetings expected of your station. You removed your cape and let servants hang it for you somewhere as Cwentryth's father welcomed the assembled guests inside, where, as was his custom, he eagerly displayed his hunting collection. How utterly...nauseating. You wandered around the grand hall with polite interest, though you had visited the estate on three previous occasions and knew the order of events well enough. First came the endless boasting. Then more boasting. And finally, whatever feast or entertainment had been prepared. Hardly anything ever changed. Crossing a great bearskin laid upon the polished floor, your gaze drifted towards the tall windows overlooking the never ending gardens. The family themselves was dreadful, yet the gardens were worth enduring the visit every time, you had to admit. That, and the manors stained-glass windows. They were grand, depicting moving scenes from the family's history, crafted centuries ago and the eyes of their ancient family members always seemed to follow you.

Some more skeletons and fur pelts later, the family at last led you all out into the gardens, where many of the other royal guests had already begun sampling the rare eastern concoction. Hopefully poisonous, like what they brewed last time so at least then a few fortunate souls might escape this endless spectacle of royalty. Nearly everyone you knew was already present. Prince Sirius Black, Duke Remus Lupin, Lord Peter Pettigrew and .... someone entirely unfamiliar. He stood apart from the reast, not fitting the space by any means. The lively chatter and bright silks surronding him seemed unable to reach him. He must be a Prince, judging from his seat fairly close next to the King's seat. He wore heavy garments of the deepest black, with the ocassional silver embroidery peeking through. His long hooked nose gave his face an unmistakable profile, long shoulder length hair, dark as polished obsidian left entirely unstyled, framed a pale, angular face, thin lips and eyes black as ink. There was something strangely elegant about him though his appearance bordered upon severe. Beside him sat an old woman, perhaps in her sixties. A servant politely offered her some sugar chipped into pieces which she refused curtly. She accepted her tea, took a measured sip, smacking her lips after, giving them a long lick. She looked over at the young man beside her inspecting him from head to toe before motioning for a servant to present him with a cup as well. He shook his head but it looked like she insisted, he sighted in defeat in the end, taking it with his long slender fingers. Princess Cwentryth's parents soon led you all to the table, you sitting next to Sirius naturally, of course. You exchanged only the briefest of greeting before accepting your own cup of tea, the fragile porcelain warming your hands. Your gaze wandered around the table, observing each quest. Lord Peter spilled his cup all over himself, yelping in pain. Laughter erupted instantly. James, thoroughly amused, drove his elbow into Sirius' ribs. Sirius lurched sideways straight into you. You glared at them before taking a sip of the tea, it tasted like berries and spices. There was 15 people sitting in total. Your parents and James, Duke Lupin and his parents, Lord Pettigrew, seated alone, Prince Sirius with his mother, three princesses you didn't know alone and two Princes, which, you also didn't know. One of whom wore all black.

It was not long before the conversation dissolved into the usual courtly chatter. You managed to slip away and now walked the fog cowered garden in your olive green gown with some pink embroidery, a classic English hood and some silk shoes. You passed some geometric flower beds and fountains at the front. Then later a great bush of orange roses which were circled by bees before you walked a long way further into the garden's maze like hedge's. You just let your feet carry you deeper and deeper. The chatter didn't reach here, the only sound were your silk shoes and skirt damp from the grass brushing the ground with your every step as you stumbled upon a well. It looked strangely neglected. Weeds had begun claiming the ground around it and you wondered how deep you must be in the garden but you didn't particularly dwell on the thought. You made your way closer to it before bending over the ancient rim searching for the bottom. Nothing. Only darkness. It was so deep that the rock you threw in it still hasn't hit the bottom. Several long moment's passed, still nothing. Only after what felt an eternity did you hear the faintest echo of it striking water. Good heavens...Who could possibly have dug something so impossibly deep ?? Chill coming from inside caressed your face as you gazed into it. Your thought's wandered to the countless labourers who must have carved such a thing from solid earth. How could have they even possibly managed such depth. How many years had it taken ?? How many hands ?? How many lives ?? The world outside completely faded into nothingness as you gazed, and gazed, and gazed... you almost began to get a bit scared as a strange unease settled over you. You could not seem to look away. Then it struck you. Was it enchanted ?? What if it compelled people to throw themselves inside ?? You felt your body tilting closer....you gasped and quickly pushed yourself off of it so suddenly your heart began hammering painfully against your chest as you breathed heavily. You looked behind you. No one there. Casting the well one last uneasy glance you walked back a bit faster where you saw some beautiful orange roses earlier.

You sat upon a bench right under the bush, the fog not so dense here as slender rays of sunlight peeked through the clouds and spilled over the shimmering grass. The place looked almost ethereal. The damp roses smelled heavenly as you caressed a stem littered with thorns gently. The sun caught on tiny droplets of water clinging to spider webs between the bushes. A bee disappeared into the heart of an orange rose. You were thinking again. About everything. What manner of husband shall he be ?? Would he be indifferent ?? Cruel ?? Or perhaps neither. Perhaps something so far worse you can not possibly imagine. You must look miserable right now, you could feel it on your face. Yet how could you not be. How could you not be miserable when you have to marry such a man. How could you not be when you knew exactly how your life is going to go, everything decided, just ready to happen. Years written before they even happened. You felt disturbed yet calm at the same time. The thought of being so completely at someone's mercy, your life depending on their words, everything being ready, prepared, manipulated. You wondered whether the other's ever thought as you did. Did they simply accept it ?? Ceased asking questions ?? There was no escape anyway. What could any prince or princess truly do against centuries of expectation ?? Was death the only freedom ?? Perhaps. Yet even that would change nothing. Another child would simply be chosen in your place. Another life quietly sacrificed upon the altar of duty. You had never wished for children. Nor had you ever longed to build a family. Of every lesson your tutor's had forced upon you throughout your childhood, it was art that you grew a passion for. There was something wonderfully liberating about creation. It felt as if you could create whatever you wanted, anything. Even if you must do it in secret, but you could. You could create anything the limit being only your ability and knowledge. Embroidery had become your greatest delight. Designing intricate patterns of twisting vines, roses, flowers of any kind, birds, mystical creatures. You loved when you recognized one of your own designs stitched into another lady's gown.

Suddenly a bird fell near you. An arrow protruded from it's tiny breast. It weakly flapped it's wings and lifted it's head as you approached the trembling bird, caressing it's feathers as it died. Tears escaped your eyes and ran down your face, big and warm as they landed on the lifeless creature. James came running with his companions shortly, hollering and laughing. They slowed down upon seeing you crouched down next to the bird, a hand resting softly on it. He came closer, a crooked smile spread across his face, carelessly dragging it by it's feet from under your hand. The other's burst into laughter. When he joined them again they patted him hard on the back as though he had accomplished something worthy of praise "Well done, James!" You remained exactly where you were until the sound they carried with them left again. You stayed there on the cold ground, hands in your lap, your fingers tainted with blood, still fresh. You could feel it drying against your skin tightening as it darkened. There was a puddle of blood before you where the animal laid and a smear where James dragged it by it's feet away. You could not bring yourself to move, your limbs refusing to listen. This creature.. This thoughtless, cruel thing that killed merely for the fun of it was your brother. Never. You slowly got up after a while, you cannot remain so sensitive. It's going to destroy you. People hunted very day. People celebrated it. You should just get used to it.

You slowly walked the garden breathing in the scent of fresh flowers as cool afternoon air filled your lungs. Time seemed to lose all meaning. It felt like hours of walking and maybe it was. You no longer knew if your feet carried you deeper or the opposite, you just let them carry you to who knew where. Perhaps, if fortune were kind, you would lose your way entirely, and never be found again. You passed an elegant marble fountain where several princesses sat in cheerful conversation. From there you could see the remainder of the guests gathered beneath the terrace, seated around long tables as servants continued to refill delicate porcelain cups. Their laughter carried down all the way to you. You turned away. Someone had once mentioned a lake hidden within the farthest reaches of the gardens. It seemed a far better destination than another hour of empty conversation.

The paths grew quieter with every step, soon there was not another soul to be seen. Everyone remained near the manor, exchanging pleasantries and polite smiles. You continued alone. You made it to the lake at last. It was truly breath taking. Ducks glided effortlessly across its glass-like surface, whilst elegant storks stood motionless amongst the reeds. Here and there, a graceful swan drifted through the water, scarcely disturbing it's reflection. The water lay so clear it mirrored the pale sky above. Everything was still, quiet. The swans must love it here, the water was clean and it smelled nice. An old willow stood by the shore, its silvery-green hair like branches caressing the waters surface. Beneath the willow sat the unfamiliar prince, a book open in his lap. His attention seemed wholly devoted to it's pages. You remained where you were, far too shy to approach him. Besides, he looked entirely absorbed in whatever he was reading. It would have felt almost cruel to disturb him. The lingering mist drifted lazily across the lake, wrapping the trees in a pale veil until the entire place appeared less like a royal garden and more like something that came straight out of a fairy tale. For a fleeting moment you considered sitting upon the grass. You quickly dismissed the thought. Your gown had been sewn from exceptionally costly fabric, and wasting such workmanship upon damp earth felt almost disrespectful. Instead, you followed the edge of the lake at an unhurried pace, watching the ducks disappear between reeds and other wildlife. You found yourself drawing nearer to the prince. Ten paces, perhaps a little more. Surely he had noticed you by now. Yet turning back seemed equally awkward. You came to a stop before a log sitting in the grass, it had some moss on it so you wouldn't get dirty. You seated yourself carefully upon it, silence settled comfortably around you. You watched in peace admiring the swans thin legs and necks dipping beneath the lakes waters creating tiny ripples as they fed. Then you became aware of something, you were not the only one observing. From the corner of your eye, you noticed the prince, he was looking at you. Slowly, you turned your head, your eyes met his. He did not look away, neither did you. For several quiet moments, neither of you moved, the world seemed to hold it's breath. A swan suddenly beat it's great white wings in the water, the sharp sound startling you. Your attention snapped towards the bird. When you looked back the prince had returned to his book.

That's when you met for the first time. It was evening that day, you long returned to the palace. Your maids helped you out of your gown and English hood earlier. You went to wash your face and hands before joining your parents in the evening. The fire crackled, servants were lighting bee wax candles left and right when you asked your parents for his name. "Mother...the prince dressed in black, who was he ??" Your mother looks up only for a moment. "Severus, my dear. Crown Prince Severus." Severus... the name suited him, dark, quiet, elegant. Though you knew nothing of him beyond a single shared silence beside a lake, he had struck you as reserved. You liked that. Better than Sirius, how much you dreaded to marry the man. It was honestly unbelievable, you would have to have a child with someone like him. You did not want to think of such things for more than a second. What you did not know was that, years before, when the matter of your marriage had first been discussed, your parents had been offered a choice. Prince Sirius, or Prince Severus. In the end they had chosen Sirius.

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patching severus up after the marauders bullied him

Pre dating young Severus Snape

It was a wet, foggy, colder day in the castle, everything looked strangely blue and eerie and The Marauders took it far yet again. They cornered Snape in an empty hall and mocked him, kicked him and used spells on him resulting in breaking his beautiful nose.

You and Severus had a strange relationship. It wasn't dating, but the packed stares and tension in the air spoke for themselves. Snape liked you, clearly, but despised to be seen as weak by you in any way, that's why when you saw him running down to Madame Pomfrey with blood dripping down his chin you obviously followed close behind and tried to provide him company which, he wasn't happy about.

Severus sat down on one of the empty beds, his sleek black hair serving as a curtain, the only thing you could make out was his nose, covered in blood, just like his hand. Madam Pomfrey was by his side in a second giving him something before leaving. His blood seemed to stop as he lazily started to wipe it away into his black sleeve. You stopped before him, worried, he saw you out of the corner of his eye. "..what are you doing here" he asked, voice tense and shaky slightly from the humiliation of you seeing him in this state, he stayed turned forward, leaving you facing his side. "Saw you running down the hall with blood dripping down your face, thought you needed help" you said calmly inspecting his nose from the angle you were at. It looked like Poppy already fixed it since it was mostly back to normal save for the blood. "Well, I don't need help so you can go" he said, voice angry but suppressed. You just kept standing there until Madam Pomfrey came back with a wet rag and handed it to Severus to clean up "well young lad, you're all patched up, you can leave. And you, miss, you can escort mister Snape back to his dormitory" she leaved with a bounce in her steps like she's done this a hundred times before, which, she positively had.

You made your way outside. He walked much faster than you, still holding the rag in his face even though there was no more blood, probably just an excuse to shield his face from further humiliation. You followed him silently, hands behind your back as you made your way down to the Slytherin common room. As you made your way down to the hall leading to the Slytherin house he turned, then again, and again. He stole another glance each more irritated than the last. Then he stopped. "you are aware that you don't have to escort me to my bloody bed aren't you ?!" You just blinked and nodded. "Then don't follow me." he said coldly "I just thought you might want someone to go with you after what happened earlier" wrong move, that just poked him further. He spinned back around his hair being blown out his face as he threw the bloodied rag away in furry. "Just leave me alone !!" He lashed out straight up yelling. You just stood there. You understood where this was coming from, you didn't care that he yelled he had all the rights to do so. You nodded silently as you walked back up with not much change in your tempo. You didn't want to stress him further, he clearly went through enough today. Once you were up you sighted. Poor thing, you wished you could help him. Next time you see those bloody marauders you weren't letting them off the hook.

A few days later something like this happened again. Severus was more moody since that day, avoiding everyone and everything. The only time you saw him was in class and occasionally on breakfast. It was exactly three days later when Gryffindors and Slytherins had a shared class of DADA. They were learning a new spell and Severus mastered it at the end of class. The marauders poked him on purpose. James pointed out how Severus was interested in DADA and how he's going to end bad and that he's dangerous bla bla bla. After class James didn't stop, following him and making up a stupid song.

He obviously lashed out and hexed James's toe nails to grow abnormally large. That triggered a duel between the marauders and Severus which ended with Severus almost winning if one spell didn't hit his abdomen. You ran fast through the halls and petrified Sirius. James and Peter tried to fight you but you were uninjured and pissed so you kicked their asses and helped Severus get to the infirmary. He had a nasty bruise on his stomach purple and all. Poppy had a lot of students that day so she just gave him something to quicken the healing but had to return to others.

You made your way down the hall. You walked, Severus no longer limping but he was still in pain. You walked in silence down the hall, Severus stiff as a board, before a door appeared quietly beside the two of you out of nowhere. You stopped and stared at it. Was this....the room of requirement ?? You weren't sure, but why would a chamber just appear out of thin air. You cautiously reached for it and opened it. Looking inside you found a table with medical supplies for small injuries like scrapes, some bruisewort balm Poppy unconventionally ran out of, there were two stools, an arm chair with a thin blanket, and a bed. The bed was a standard canopy bed like most rooms in the castle had, nothing special, it just had more blankets and pillows. It looked like somewhere you'd lay if something like what happened to Severus today happened to you, somewhere comfortable, safe. There was also tea and a calming draft right next to it on the table with the balm and everything.

You looked at Severus who looked at you from the corner of his eye and sighted. You knew he wouldn't just walk into a room, alone, with you like that and you weren't blaming him. "There's the balm madam Pomfrey ran out of, we can grab it and go" he silently made his way inside to grab it. You followed suit to further take in the space 'cause you were curious and the door closed, well, disappeared...there was no door. It mixed seamlessly with the stone walls and you just looked at Severus who looked pissed again. He had a nasty scowl on his face but he soon closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and decided to sit down on one of the stools.

You sat opposite of him, inspecting what he was doing just in case he needed help. He uncapped the blue balm and applied it like he's done it a million times. It was silent, uncomfortably so. It was that kind of silence where you tried to silence your breathing, not moving an inch, one where you could hear everything. From his breathing, to the balm smearing across his skin. It was uncomfortable, you wanted to leave, you felt like you were seeing something you shouldn't, like this was intimate. Oh, if only there was a room divider or something, a curtain, anything to hide behind. But no, you were here, exposed, vulnerable. With nothing else to do you either looked at Severus or the steaming tea, your eyes darting from one to the other. He suddenly looked up just as you looked at him, you didn't look away. That just made it worse and now you could feel your stomach heavy with awkwardness and everything. You slowly turned your head to the side but it was forced slowness, one that was supposed to mask the obvious awkwardness in the air.

Suddenly he coughed and you nearly jumped out of your skin. He jumped at your sudden movement and you just looked at each other. What was this, what the hell. You took a breath and stood up accidentally knocking over the stool, you inwardly cringed. You lifted it and putted it a little further away before you made your way closer to Severus. He just looked at you from the corner of his eye. "Do you have any injuries on your back ??" He just looked at you before ignoring you. You just stood there like an idiot. "Hey, did you just ignore me ?!" He glared at you before focusing back onto his stomach, already hating being even this much exposed. He felt naked, and cold. You just took in a breath before sitting down onto the plush bed, it smelled good, fresh. You looked around again noticing there were no windows. You looked back at him. He reached for some things from the table next to him with the balm, you just watched him take something and then put another thing away. You just looked at your shoes not really knowing what to do until you heard him wince when he turned to put the ointment on his side.

Your head snapped up at the noise eyes opened in alarm, he just glared at you again already knowing what you'll say. "is your back okay ??" he knew it, here it goes. He just sighted taking something from the table again deciding ignoring you is the best option. You glared at him as well standing up and making your way to him, you'll petrify him if you have to then. You stood next to him, fists clenched, ready to take a drastic approach. "Severus, let me see your back please" you said, voice low. "keep dreaming" he mumbled still putting ointment on his blue bruised side. You decided what was enough was enough and took out your wand, he quickly reached for his but was too slow as you swished yours and his flew into the air, you caught it with ease. He just looked at you in shock and betrayal. You moved closer pointing your own wand at his face. "let me see that back Severus, you can't reach it on your own anyway" he just glared, but he didn't have much of a choice now that you were threatening him with your wand. He sighted deeply running his slender bony fingers down his face before he turned his back to you slowly sliding his shirt off.

What you saw you weren't prepared for, scars. Many scars littered all over his back. There weren't too many but if you counted them there could be like two bigger ones and then about three fainted slimmer ones. There were also bruises from when the spell hit his stomach making him fall back on the ground hard. You lowered your wand frowning, silently grabbing the ointment and moving closer carefully. You uncapped it and scooped some up rubbing it between your fingers. It was blue and smelled faintly of fat, herbs and something sterile but honey warm which you didn't expect since it was blue. You feather lightly applied ointment to the biggest bruise and he flinched looking back at you. You stopped, looking him in the eyes startled, fearing you hurt him. He slowly cautiously turned back around letting you continue your task. You gently smeared the balm over the expanse of the bruise, it must hurt a lot, it was big, stretching from his left side all the way up between his shoulder blades, blue and purple, dark. The ointment didn't miraculously make the bruise dissapear but it helped significantly with the healing shortening the time a lot. He felt your fingers running across his back. It didn't feel nice at all. The ointment was so warm it felt cold at the same time and paired with everything that had happened today, he simply closed his eyes and decided to endure it, what else was he left with.

You resumed applying the ointment, careful about the pressure of your hand not pressing too hard as you covered the whole bruise. You closed the container and placed it back on the table with a soft thud. He silently fixed his shirt, reached out and drank the calming draft in one gulp. He placed the vial down gently before he stood up straightening his back. He looked at you sideways, you just stood there in the middle of the room, you passed him his wand which he took swiftly scowling at you. "Now what" you said softly, he glanced in the direction where the door used to be and thought. If this was the room of requirement why would a door magically disappear ?? Shouldn't it contain what the person required ?? Why would something you need just vanish, he didn't know but the draft of peace was slowly kicking in and he suddenly felt like there was actually no problem at all. He could sleep here in the bed or armchair, you could sleep somewhere too, and bam, no worries. He sighted and turned for the bed, he sat down and took off his shoes. You just looked at him wide-eyed. Was he going to sleep ?? "Severus." You called in his direction, he didn't even acknowledge you speaking, he placed his shoes neatly by the bed, he always became all neat and preppy when he had draft of peace, and laid down, covering himself with the soft blanket all the way up to his hairline. You couldn't believe your eyes. "Severus." You said your voice picking up in volume. "How are we getting out." Nothing. Just silence. You could only see his chest move with each breath he took, completely unbothered. Bloody hell, wasn't there a second draft ?? That way you could at least get some peace yourself. The answer was no, there was not a second draft. Someone had to stay sober and realistic here, you thought.

You sat down eventually on the edge of the bed, looking at his back. A few minutes passed in silence as you just observed him, what now. Was he just going to sleep ?? You just sighted, looking around the room again, you stood up going to where the door was and you started to caress the wall to find something, anything, maybe an unusual bump or something that could let you out. You ran your hands up and down the wall looking concentrated, meanwhile Severus was looking at you only his nose and the top half of his face was peaking from under the blanket. Of course he wouldn't sleep with someone he didn't know well in one room, he wasn't a fool, and after you pointed your wand at him earlier he didn't feel like he could trust you, at least not for now. He internally slapped his forehead at what you were doing before he spoke up "the door is obviously not there, your caressing is pointless" he spoke his voice deep and monotone. "At least I'm doing something, not everyone had a draft of peace you know" you said taking a step closer now staring at every milimeter. You took out your wand and pointed it at the wall muttering spells. After a few tries nothing. There was one spell you haven't tried, bombarda.

He tossed the blanket away abruptly, standing back up. You looked behind you, wand still pointed at the wall. "Wow, finally decided to wake up ??" You said turning back to the wall. Suddenly your wand was yanked out of your hand, Severus caught it easily. Expeliarmus. "What are you doing ??" You asked turning back to face him with a look of confusion. "I know exactly what you were thinking, you won't blast through the wall-" "-but why no-" "-because. It's dangerous. This room doesn't posses such dimension to allow us to just blast walls however we please, it could and would fly back at us and cause more damage then good so stop whining and just accept we're stuck." He sighted after saying all that in one inhale and turned back for the bed your wand still in his hand. He sat down and placed it beside him on the bedside table before hunching over and running his fingers through his hair and over his face. What did he get himself into again, a few days ago a broken nose and now this, bloody hell.

You made your way to him and stood Infront of him. "My wand please" you reached your hand out. He just looked at you silently before blinking. "No" you pounced moving fast ready to snatch it but he was faster, he grabbed it and held it firmly in his grasp. You pushed at his shoulders and made him fall back on the bed. You grunted as you tried to rip it out of his hand but his arm was too long and you couldn't reach. You climbed up his body to get it but he turned over and knocked you back this time, you yanked him back into bed by his shirt and on his back again as you fought to get it back. "Stop." He said suddenly "why are you so defensive, it's not like I'm taking it away forever" he said breathlessly still fighting, for his life apparently "I don't care !! Give.me.my.wand" you said your voice getting deeper with each word as you lunged and attempted to get it again. Suddenly you felt frozen, wait...you were frozen. He petrified you. You feel back on the bed, it always felt weird not breathing but being alive. You looked at him your face calm hiding the fury currently inside you. He panted trying to catch his breath after what you were doing. He was calm though, the draft of peace not losing its effect, he was silently thankful. He exhaled and sat back on the bed again putting your wand in his pocket. "..if you behave, I'll lift the spell" he said after a while. Behave my ass, you thought as you just stubbornly laid down, well, there wasn't much to do while being petrified was there. After about thirty minutes he sighted and lifted the spell, you lunged back in seconds, so he petrified you again. You fell limp to the bed like a rock, pissed as hell. After ten minutes he stood up and grabbed his tea from the table sitting in the armchair. It was already cold but he didn't care, he needed a drink, whatever it was. He sat silently, one hand on the arm of the armchair the other holding the tea cup to his lips as he took a sip. He just looked at you almost disappointed. After another painfully silent five minutes he lifted the spell again. You took a big inhale before just calmly sitting up, looking at him as well. Your hair was a mess, so were your clothes, you looked feral. You adjusted as much of yourself as you could manage before you just sighted again looking into the fireplace.

"sorry I did that, I don't even know why i did it to be honest" you said actually confused by yourself, you normally weren't this violent and aggressive, what's got over you ?? What must he think of you now. It didn't matter anymore as Severus just kept sipping his tea pinching his nose bridge with his fingers, eyes closed. "I won't blast walls, could I get my wand back please ??" You said much calmer now, maybe some of that draft seeped into you from attacking Severus like that. He just threw the wand your way, it landed next to you on the bed. You silently took it tucking it into your robe pocket. And silence it was, again. You both just sat, you staring at Severus as he sipped his tea. When he finished his tea he didn't care anymore and took a nap, sitting. You just observed him as he slept in the armchair, you laid down after a while, placing a pillow under the upper half of your body as you looked at him until sleep claimed you as well. When you woke up the door was already there and a note next to your head, folded once and scribbled fast but in a very pretty handwriting. You took it and began to read.

The door appeared when I woke up, leave before anyone notices.

Wow, romantic you thought before sighting and getting off the bed. You left silently, it being early morning and you made your way to your dorm. You got ready for the day and had your first class, you were thankful you woke up early enough to make it. It was charms, shared with Slytherin, of course. You sat down and immediately noticed Severus sitting at the far back, you somewhere in the middle, neutral. You looked at him sideways the seats being positioned that way in the classroom. He spared you one generous glance before scowling at his paper resuming his writing.

That, apparently, was the end of whatever occurred yesterday.

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What do you think of the idea of ​​Hogwarts being a school for princes and princesses instead of a school of magic? Sev is the heir to the Prince family, and the reader—who is from the Potter family and a second heir—needs to find a husband. Everyone talks about the heir to the House of Black, but she only wants Sev's love

I imagined their romance as a forbidden love due to the bullying Sev endures at the hands of the Marauders (envisioning a sort of friendship between the royal families—Lupin, Pettigrew, Black, and Potter).

😭 God, it was so embarrassing to write this; I hope you don't find it too boringly cliché, absurd, or cringe. I know Prince isn't Severus's official surname—I just wanted to make a pun on his name. I really hope my idea came across clearly.

Wow omg this sounds good I'll have it in my drafts I'll try to finish it in two weeks 👊💥💗

[cumstealer848]

Hi! I saw that you fulfilled my request, and I really liked it—I loved how you handled their relationship and the way Y/N goes through the grieving process gradually but manages to heal over time. My country lost today's game, so having something new to read really cheered me up! Thank you so much, and good night (if it's nighttime where you live). I’d also like to make another request, but I feel like it might be a bit shameless of me to keep asking you for things like this.

Omg Hi, thank you for your positive feedback :› I'm really happy you liked it and you can ask anything I don't get any requests actually you are the only person that ever left anything in my inbox so no worries, and have a good day/night too 💗

[cumstealer848]

Severus Snape x Lily's sister - platonic

The Ask

I made the reader become friends with him after the seventh year because I just don't see him being friendly with anyone at the time and especially not his own student so hope you don't mind. I also changed the years a little but overall I tried to stay as close to what you asked as possible, I hope you enjoy :›

When you first met Severus it was on a sunny day, you were 9, turning 10. Lily wanted Severus to meet her little sister. He's heard about you from her a lot but never showed much enthusiasm to meet you. Lily wanted you to meet her best friend so you won't be so lonely, after all, you basically only had her. Petunia didn't talk to you much since you seemed to prefer Lily over her and her hate towards wizards and since you were still little it hurt more when she talked bad about them since you still believed you could become one too. Severus didn't think of you much at first, but he could sense you had magic in you, just like the first time he met Lily by the tree when they were little. You all started to hang out, you being the youngest of the group, you mostly just followed them around, not really knowing what to do with your bigger sister and her best friend feeling random. You felt like a third wheel, like you were forcing yourself between Lily and Severus, like they were with you only out of pity or duty so you won't be alone at home.

You started to hang out with them less and less and Severus kind of missed your presence but he'd never admit it. Your cheerful childish nature was a nice change in the otherwise gloomy Spinner's end. He asked Lily about it one day, why you avoided them all of a sudden. Lily said she didn't know, but asked you later about it. You tried play it off, at first just telling her it was nothing and that you'd rather just play with your dolls. Lily was not fooled, she knew you never played with dolls alone. You took a different approach, running all over the house.

What else was a 10 year old supposed to do when her big sister was demanding answers. You ran around the house dodging furniture when you eventually outran her, running outside. She chased after you and for a moment you thought you lost her on a meadow before you crashed into someone, Severus. The crash was pretty hard, you were on the ground, meanwhile Severus managed to not fall due to his size and height. He gave you his hand to take and helped you up. Lily was by your side in a second, still demanding answers. "so, now that we're all here together, you could finally tell us why you started to avoid us" you just stubbornly looked down at the grass below your bare feet, in your rush you didn't put on shoes. Lily looked down as well and sighted. "are you cold ??" you shook your head. "tell us" Lily pressed. "I won't tell you." you declared, stubborn as ever. "why ?" severus asked slowly with his deep voice. You looked up not expecting him to speak. "you...were friends before you started to take me out with you...i don't...want to be in your way" you said still looking down, you didn't know how to put it or express yourself well yet since you were little, your vocabulary being the size of a teaspoon. Oh, now they knew what you meant. You thought they didn't really want you with them, only doing it out of obligation. "oh y/n, but it's not like that at all" she said petting your hair "but it is !! what do i ever do ?! I'm just chasing after you, I never really talk with you, I know you'd much rather be out alone without me" you said turning away from both as you started to run down the meadow with tears running down your face.

Later Severus found you in a little hideout under some wooden planks. He climbed inside and sat next to you in silence. He wasn't here to comfort you, he wasn't like that. He just wanted to let you know that you weren't an outcast, he felt like that all the time and...he didn't even really know what he was doing. You just sat there, knees to your chin as you rested your head on them. Your hair fell over your face and back. Severus sighted, how does he talk to a kid ?? He wasn't built for this. "....we weren't doing this because we felt we had to. At first we did, but lately we were genuine. Your company is decent enough, for your age" wow, now that was serious praise coming from someone like Severus. You sighted and looked at him, tear streaked face and all. He just looked at you, not smiling, but with honesty in his eyes. You both just stared at each other before you nodded. You came out just as Lily was frantically looking for the both of you.

And then the thing happened between Lily and Severus. You had to admit, she was a bit dramatic and it did seem harsh that she just let their friendship go after so long, but she was still your sister after all. "But I want to talk to him Lily, he's always been nice to me. We've always been together, he's the only friend from Spinner's end we have." you said, trying to get to your sister yet again. She couldn't end it like this, she just couldn't. "You can't talk to him y/n, he's called me a mudblood ! Don't you remember !?" here it was again, but what else did he do. How could something like this hurt her this much. He was distressed when he said it, you were sure he didn't mean it "Yes but maybe he's sorry, why won't you give him another chance ??" you tried again but you knew where this was going "Don't you get it ?? I won't let you talk to him anymore, he doesn't deserve another chance after something like that."

A year passed and, as expected, you recieved your letter. Your parent's were very proud about having two witches in their family, supporting you. Petunia practically ignored you existed after you got your Hogwarts letter, labelling you as a monster just like Lily. It hurt, she was your eldest sister after all, she made you both feel like you were different. Lily shielded you from most of it but even she couldn't help feeling sad sometimes. On those days you both sat in bed, legs intertwined as tears ran down your faces, as you carresed each others hair. It's been much more lonely though after Severus stopped talking to you, you almost thought she didn't really care, moving on as if nothing happened. But you knew she didn't, she, she just couldn't. You refused to believe it. She made sure you always stayed together through Hogwarts, made you avoid him. You tried to sneak and go talk to him but she caught you before you could reach him. He noticed, of course. It hurt, it hurt that she was doing this. She did let him apologize but she was definitely not forgiving him anytime soon, if ever.

Soon their seventh year came to an end, and you were alone. Lily moved out with James and Severus went who knows where, and you were, here. Still with five years ahead of you. Sure you had some more friends now, but it still wasn't your sister, or Severus. The first years were tough. You felt incredibly lonely. At home you only had your parents. And then your own seventh year came around, time flying. At the beginning you were sick, fainting right at the beginning of the year, missing the ceremony. When you woke up, it was already long finished, the halls dead as you made your way back to your room. This year was going to be really hard with N.E.W.T.s and all, you weren't enthusiastic one bit. Where would you even go after ?? You still weren't one hundred percent sure what you'll do. You spent less and less time with Lily, her hiding from you know who and you not having as much time as you used to. It made you sad really, but you swore to yourself you'll see her all the time after you graduated. You wrote letters to each other yes, but not frequently as before, your last letter two months old. And then...one day...she died. Just like that. Murdered.. It happened on Halloween, two months after the start of the year. You were devastated. You couldn't believe it happened. You went home right away, and..to the funeral in Godric's Hollow. It was all so sudden, it felt like a punch that knocked the wind out of you but it never quite returned. After you returned to school, things just got worse.

You couldn't sleep. Functioning with two to three hours of sleep every day. You felt like you were on autopilot. You felt numb inside. Every step felt heavy, and this emptiness lingered in your chest like fog. You hardly ate anything, you just kind of....existed. Or, at least, you tried to. You sat in class, listened, but you felt hollow, like an empty shell, just bones and flesh with nothing inside. You thought back to all the times you could've and should've been with her. All the times you shouldn't have declined to meet up. All the things you could've said..but now it was all away, gone..just like that.

You noticed even in your numb state, that the new professor, the one that started teaching just this year, was looking worse aswell. He looked more gloomy, snappy, depressed right after Lily's death. You wondered what was in the air, what made all people miserable like this all of a sudden, your classmate breaking her arm falling down the stairs and many accidents happening. You haven't paid much attention to him before, the professor, but he did remind you a bit of Severus, though, you didn't know how he looks now and it's been 5 years after all since you saw him last time. But he did look oddly familiar, you couldn't quite put a finger on it, it was just this unshakable feeling in your gut that you know this new young professor, you didn't dwell on it though. It was probably just your lonely depressed mind playing tricks on you.

You just existed like usual when professor McGonagall needed urgently for you to give professor Dumbledore a letter. She told you to run and deliver it as fast as you could. Why you were the victim ?? You weren't sure. But hey, you haven't ran since.......well, forever so it felt like a nice change from your now usual slugish walking if you could even call it walking at all. You came before the door and just as you were about to knock you heard another person inside, the new professor. His voice was unmistakeable. You stood there, feeling like you were somewhere where you shouldn't be. And then you heard it. Did dumbledore just call him....Severus ?? wait..they were talking about Lily. You quickly pressed your ear to the door and listened.

After a while of listening you heard them moving closer to the door. You quickly ran behind a pillar as quietly as you could and pretended you just came from the hall. It opened just as you were a few steps away from the door and Snape looked you up and down, before storming down the stairs with his long black robes curling behind him like smoke. "Ah miss l/n, come in" you heard Dumbledore's voice from inside. The dramatic change in his tone left a bitter feeling settle in your stomach but you couldn't care about that now. You made your way inside and told him about the letter from professor McGonagall, handing it to him. "Thank you for bringing it to me so abruptly, if that's all, then I wish you a good evening." You nodded making your way outside. So it was Severus, all this time, and you didn't even care to know. Wow. This year was sure interesting.

You walked slowly down the hall, feeling heavy. It's been a month since her death but now that you heard her name mentioned it felt like it all came crashing down now, all the pent up grief, all the pain it all came like a tidal wave and you ran to find a secluded corner in the castle to let it all out. You found yourself in the owlery sobbing into your hands, the chill biting at your exposed skin. You cried like you never did before in your life. Your whole body shook with the force of your sobs, your eyes hurt, your head pounded like someone was repeatedly hitting it with a hammer. But you felt relief, it felt great actually. All this time you hated that you couldn't fully let it out, it just felt like it was all behind a lock and it won't ever come out. As if your body didn't want to let go of the one thing you felt when you stood next to her lifeless body for the last time before it's going to decay and only bones will be left behind. Why now, you didn't know, but didn't really care as you sobbed and sobbed and sobbed.

It felt like hours when you finally stopped, curled up on the cold floor alone but you felt good, the best in the past month. The cold air felt refreshing in your lungs as you took a big shaky breath before collecting yourself from the floor, you dusted yourself and fixed your hair a little as best as you could in your state and you made your way back to the castle. As expected crying in the owlery in autumn wasn't the brightest idea as you got sick the next morning. You went to madam Pomfrey and she gave you something to calm your mind and help your immunity system. You felt better after, going through the day as usual. You didn't make peace with your sisters death but now you felt like you were becoming more mature about the whole thing. Death was a part of life after all, some went faster, some slower, but we're all going to go in the end. After all, death is the thing you can trust the most in life, it won't betray anyone.

You had charms and potions first today. Since the funeral you've been falling behind in school. The teachers were understanding but even they became concerned after a few weeks because you all had N.E.W.T.s coming up and this was, after all, affecting your future. After the owlery incident you decided your going to do better in all your classes and get N.E.W.T.s from as many subjects as you could, for her, it's the least you could do and you did want to make her proud or that's what you told yourself. You first answered all the letters you had on your table in your dorm many from your parents and even friends. You apologized for disappearing like that and that you didn't want them to worry like this.

Teachers noticed you becoming more alive in their classes and the drastic lift in your marks, happy of course. An acceptable from potions was soon lifted to an exceeds expectations and just one mark away from outstanding. You ate more in the morning not feeling so sick lately and you apologized to your friends for not talking to them much since the funeral. They understood of course not being mad at all they knew what you were going through and they actually apologized to you for leaving you in it like that, they felt like you needed space but after giving it they didn't know how to start talking to you again. You forgave them saying it wasn't their fault and you all went to Hogsmead on the weekend to celebrate you feeling better.

N.E.W.T.s were here and you were stressed but you also felt ready, you couldn't be more ready so you just got ready to give it your best. Some were just now realizing that N.E.W.T.s were here and tried to frantically knock some knowledge into their heads, some literally... But they all knew it was too late. After the exams you went to the library with your friends discussing your answers and laughing trying to lift the mood a little. When the results came you were pleasantly surprised, you got outstanding from almost all your subjects except for history of magic but otherwise all seven other subjects got flawless scores. You were happy, proud even. After all you had to go through it felt nice achieving something most didn't and it felt like a reward even though you had to earn it.

Soon graduation came and you were sad to leave Hogwarts behind. Before you couldn't wait but now that it was actually here you'll miss it more than you wanted to admit. All your friends will start families and know what they wanted in life but you only had a blurry image of your future you weren't even sure about. You decided to go help your local bookstore in Spinner's end. The owner was old and she couldn't reach half the top shelves and you worked there part time almost all your summers so why not start there. It was a small bookstore with a cafe and you were just fixing books on shelves and serving coffee. Not a bad job but you did miss Hogwarts more and more everyday, now in the muggle world all the time you missed magic.

After school it seemed you reconnected some of the shattered loose fragments of your friendship with Severus. It was easier as adults. You didn't really know what to do after school but now you thought about becoming a teacher like Severus. One subject you've heard about in an African school that Hogwarts didn't have was wandless magic. You had excellent N.E.W.T.s so why not give it a try and become a teacher.

You went to Uagadou to learn enough to be qualified to teach the subject at Hogwarts. It was a drastic change and you were scared at first but it sure was interesting. It was the largest and most ancient wizarding school in the world, carved into the "Mountains of the Moon" in western Uganda. Unlike Hogwarts students there didn't receive letters but instead, a "Dream Messenger" appears in the child's sleep, leaving a token usually an inscribed stone clasped in the child's hand when they wake up. The school itself is a magnificent stone edifice carved directly into the mountainside. Because it is frequently shrouded in mist, the castle often appears to be floating in mid-air. The school even had its own Animagus team !! You lived there for a year before earning your title and becoming qualified enough to teach. After you returned to England you went to Hogwarts and proposed this idea do Dumbledore not expecting much but after a week he sent you a letter that in the upcoming year you could start teaching the subject full time and told you all the essential information. You were happy to return to Hogwarts after so long missing the castle the meadows and everything that came with it. Severus was busy so you haven't talked or met much since you graduated but you were also looking forward to seeing him again now not as his student but as his colleague.

The new year began and you soon started teaching the subject and to your surprise it had positive reviews, with students applying for it in their second year up. You grew closer to Severus and you and Minnie all had gossip Fridays taking turns who was hosting every week in your private chambers talking about students and what happened through the week. Over all it was fun and you felt much much better mentally then you did before and you were actually looking forward to everyday.

[cumstealer848]

Hello, I am just curious. Where are you from ?

Hello I'm from Slovakia :›

[thekindslytherinn]

10 things about Severus Snape’s portrayal in fics that I don't particularly like

(Which means I still fully support you using them, but I simply don't use them in my fics)

1. When he's "big and strong"

Severus Snape is not big and strong in the canon.

He's repeatedly described as thin, almost the sick kind of thin, and rather short. Not too short, but short enough for Sirius to be remarkably taller.

Yeah, I know Alan Rickman doesn't exactly fit this description, as much as l love him. I simply like books Severus more.

2. When he’s a “macho” or a “daddy”

No slut shaming. You do you.

As a media analyst though... Severus is kinda queer coded. The Marauders called him "Snivellus" because he cried a lot (from "snivelling"). Basically because he was a sensitive boy. During a huge part of HBP (book) plot they suggest that the Half Blood Prince may be a woman because of how he writes in Advanced Potions. Also his father was a toxic macho man. I personally can't see him becoming something he hated so much.

3. When he flirts a lot

Now... I'm not saying he's COMPLETELY inexperienced...

(Even though he is in my fics, because he lost every desire to be experienced after Lily's death)

I just can't see him flirting.

The man who looked like he could throw up at any given moment during the Yule Ball? Don't think so…

4. When he's too calm and composed

This is debatable, because he actually is in the movies. They didn't include one of my favourite chapters in POA, "Snape's Grudge", as well as many other scenes from the books in which he's an absolute menace (honorific).

"Snape's face contorted with rage" >>>>>

5. When he's completely apathetic

Doesn't happen as often as the other things, but sometimes it does.

Severus is not apathetic.

He's written just like any other INTJ character. He feels a lot, possibly more than anyone else. He's just learned that he can't show it, due to trauma, and due to nature. If the fic is written in his pov, like mines, you have the chance to give a glimpse into his inner self. He feels. He just doesn't accept he's feeling.

6. When he's overly serious

He doesn't joke, he doesn't prank, of course. He's not exactly the life of the party...

But damn my man was funny af.

"You have to kill me, Severus."

"Would you like me to do it now? Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"

Like come oooon

7. When he suddenly becomes a joy to be around

Specifically in post-war fics.

I understand that he doesn't need to be under cover anymore, and yes, maybe he'd get SLIGHTLY less depressed, but... he's got trauma and 38 miserable years behind him. I don't find it realistic that he's suddenly happy as soon as he wakes up after surviving.

8. When he's portrayed as a hero/as a good person

Please, as the Snape fandom, let's not lie to ourselves. He enjoyed being cruel to the students, especially in the books. He liked it in a kind of sadistic way. And that's okay, he's a fictional character, we can enjoy him anyway. It's part of his charm.

9. When he's handsome

Similar to the "big and strong" one, but not quite the same.

I don't like when he's described as pretty. When the fic explicitly states that his hair is groomed, or that he has muscles, or that he smells like wood and musk, or whatever.

My man is obviously written to have PTSD. As someone who has PTSD... I find it more plausible he barely takes care of himself. He canonically has greasy hair, uneven yellow teeth and people hint at the fact that he's not exactly a fan of showers.

And yes, I like it. I LOVE it.

Realistic portrayal of past abuse. Chef's kiss

10. When he hates for no reason

Don't get me wrong. He's a hater. He's the biggest hater.

But he hates with critical thinking. He's quite possibly the cleverest character of the saga. Even if he hates someone for unjustifiable reasons (like with Harry) he needs to rationalise his hatred (stating that it's because Harry constantly gets into trouble and lying to himself).

Thanks for coming to my TED talk!

[cumstealer848]

Picking Cherries - sleeping over sequel

Young Severus Snape x Slavic reader

This is supposed to be a sequel to this, but you can read this separately, just that he didn't spawn at your house randomly. Anyway, enjoy :›

The day was warm, summer behind the corner. Birds chirped in the trees as the day began. Sun shined through cracks in your curtains, golden stripes running across Severus's peaceful face. His face scrunched in displeasure as the rays shined directly over his closed eyelids before he hid his face under the covers, curling into a ball and turning around, his back facing you. You smiled at the sight, having been up for a while just watching him sleep, sometimes brushing lose strands of hair from his face.

Your mom barged into your room "vstávať ospalé hlavy, potrebujem pomôcť okolo domu" wake up sleepy heads, I need help around the house she said in a overly cheery voice for this hour in the morning. You just heard grumbling from your side and you chuckled "come on Severus, time to wake up, you heard mom" he sighted, it was as if your bed had bewitched him, he couldn't leave. Your bed was the nicest, softest thing he's ever slept in and he had no intention of letting this feeling end so easy. "Come on Severus, wake yank up" you said between laughing, clutching the blanket as you attempted to yank it off him but he had surprising strength for someone who just woke up. You eventually sighted, defeated, still smiling. You got up first, leaving him in your bed for a few minutes as you changed.

He could feel sleep taking him again before he was cruelly snapped out of it with your finger poking his cheek. You got closer to him, a smile ever-present on your face. You kissed his cheek, before whispering in his ear "Severus, come brush your teeth with me, mom will come here again soon anyway" he grumbled again, blushed at your kiss and unceremoniously sat up. His hair looked messy from sleep, sticking at odd angles as he rubbed his tired eyes, though he had to admit, this was the best sleep of his life, and he hated sleeping in new places. You smiled even wider at the sight, your cheeks began to hurt. "See, now that wasn't so hard was it" you knew it was, you just wanted to mess with him. He glared at you before roughly throwing the blanket from him as he got up. You were already in your house clothes so you went to the bathroom and prepared your toothbrushes. When he joined you he looked surprised that you prepared his toothbrush for him, putting the exact amount of toothpaste he liked. He took it, lazily brushing his teeth looking at you through the mirrors reflection. Your movement were much more quicker as you were almost done. You spit into the sink taking your cup and rising your mouth spitting again. You waited for him to finish and you both made your way to the kitchen.

Your mom made you some breakfast and you ate in silence. Your family didn't really eat together or something, you just ate whenever you were hungry and sometimes there were people at the table, either reading or something or not. Now it was just the two of you, sitting next to each other. After you ate, you took your plates, putting them in the sink and went out where your mother was watering her roses. You went to her, waiting for further instructions "ah, tu ste, jedli ste ??" ah, here you are, did you eat ?? You both nodded and she continued "ok naše čerešne začali dozrievať tak potrebujem aby ste ich obrali ak sa vám dá prosím" ok our cherries started to ripen so I need you both to pick them if you can manage please

You turned to Severus and translated what your mother has asked of you both. He nodded and you told him to wait here with her until you retrieved two bowls where you could place the cherries in. When you left, your mom motioned for Severus to help her water roses giving him a second watering can. You rummaged through your cabinets, grumbling as you couldn't find anything !! As usual. You eventually found what you were looking for in an abandoned dusty corner of one cabinet, the bowl being swallowed by different pots and pans. You sighted after the struggle to get them out. You made your way outside to find the space where you left them both empty. You quickly whipped your head in every direction to look for them, spotting them a little further in the back watering your father's wisteria. The two seemed to get along, your mom looked like she was correcting his movements with a smile and he nodded repeating the motion. "Severus" You called out and showed him the bowls in your hands. He gently placed the watering can down and went with you a little further back to where your cherry was. The cherries weren't completely ripe yet, some still half yellow but roughly half of the tree was good for picking. You started picking the ones closest to your height since you were on the shorter side. But soon you began to struggle. You couldn't reach them so he, your tall mighty knight, took the branch bending it to your level. You smiled and thanked him, quickly picking them off before he released it. You ate more than you really picked, but they were always better straight off the tree, as your mother said. Severus's bowl looked much fuller than yours, so you took the initiative to feed him since he didn't eat himself.

You picked an exceptionally red, juicy one and pressed it to his thin lips, urging him to eat it. He just side eyed you and didn't open his mouth at all "eat." You said circling it almost drilling it past his lips but his teeth blocked it from going further. Your shoulders sagged as he refused to eat it, but just when you were about to pull away, he popped it into his mouth eating it, spitting the pit out. You smiled "good ??" You asked happy he took it, he nodded silently. You resumed picking in silence before you felt something hanging from your ear. You looked, and noticed he hung two cherries on your ear. You looked at him, smiling. He was pretending to be focused, picking with this serious expression. You picked one pair too and hung it on his ear. He just looked at you from the corner of his eye, but you could see a ghost of a smile on his lips.

After a while, your bowls filled to the brim and you couldn't pick any more. You just laid in the grass together, ground warm, looking up at the blue sky. There were some clouds casting shadows on hills and meadows in the distance. The smell of the warm grass was nice as an occasional gentle breeze caressed your hot bodies. You closed your eyes, listening to the sound of your chickens in the distance, they all seemed to want to pick a fight with Severus. As he heard them, he sat up, and as he did so, they spotted him. They started to move closer and closer. He got up and started to back away. You rolled off the ground as well, dusting yourself with your hands as the chickens started to run towards you both. You shooed them away but they still followed you. You just laughed as Severus attempted to shoo them away with his foot as well but they just jumped on it. He staggered back and joined your side. You just laughed and ran to get the bowls as the chickens chased you both through your land. You made it to the front and closed the chickens out behind a fence. You both panted as you laughed. "bloody chickens" he muttered, making his way back to the house. You just laughed harder, jogging to his side with the bowl in hand.

You both got inside and rinsed the cherries. After that you both sat down behind the kitchen table and you made it your mission to feed him as many cherries as you could even giving him a bowl for his pits and everything. He just glared at you but ate them anyway, he might come to your house more often.

[cumstealer848]

First time sleeping over at your house

Young Severus Snape x Slavic reader

sequel here

He looked more gloomy than usual. He was gloomy a lot but never like this, just, miserable. It started after winter break. It was still cold out as you came back to Hogwarts then. You usually stayed at Hogwarts together through breaks but this time he had to go home, he didn't tell you why, so you came home as well for the holidays. When you returned though, you could feel the sudden shift in his behavior. He looked lost in thought and wouldn't reply to you a lot. This has been going on for a couple of months, leading to today. Almost summer break.

You asked him multiple times if he was ok, but he'd always dismiss it or shift from the topic absolutely ignoring your question. You didn't push, that just wasn't your style. You were a patient being, but even the most patient beings had their limits.

Your limit happened to be today. It was hot, so much so that your clothes clung to your skin in that disgusting unpleasant way, your hands clammy and salty no matter how much you washed them, you just wanted to skin yourself and walk around like that, at least then your exposed flesh could get some air. The castle was pretty cold, made of stone, but today's heat seemed to penetrate even the most secluded corners, leaving everyone to either use cooling charms or going for a swim at the black lake, hopefully getting hit by some air at all. You were tired. Another day, another gloomy Severus. You gave him months ! How much more time did he want to leave you worry ?? Didn't he say a week ago that it didn't matter ?? That it was nothing ?? That maybe, he would tell you later ?? Yeah, unfortunately, later never came. And you were sick of it. You were confronting him today no matter what, you will help him.

Severus had arithmancy that afternoon, one of the few classes you didn't share, leaving you with an hour to concoct your plan to let you help him. You didn't want to be too pushy. You knew how he was, he'd take it the wrong way entirely the whole ordeal being completely counter productive. You decided toooo........what. You paced in front of the classroom, deep in thought how to persuade him but also not push him away further. This topic had to be vulnerable after all if he's been struggling with it for month's. You paced and paced and paced, yawned. You eventually just decided to let fate guide you. You can't force these things after all, it just ruins them, making them seem too planed and not so genuine after that.

The bell rang. Your time to shine coming closer. As the sea of seventh years flooded out the classroom you just stood there, a dedicated expression on your face as you gripped your backpack handle like you usually did when you were nervous. And after a few more people, there he was, gorgeous as ever. He seemed surprised to see you there waiting for him. He stopped in front of you, towering over you, stared into your eyes with his onyx orbs until he saw that look. The look that told him everything he needed to know. He turned around walking away fast. You ran after him "Severus you can't hide forever !! You can't avoid this, I'll find you eventually !! I know where you live !!" that hit closer to home then he wanted to let on, his walking halted for a millisecond before he picked up even more. You stopped entirely, so this is what this is about. It's his house or, more like, the people inside. Poor thing. It must've been really rough there through the holiday and you wondered what made him return home ?? Ah so many questions and so little answer's if only you could...oh......but you could. He could go to your house !! Your face lit up at the grand idea.

You ran down the corridors fast, Filch yelling at you but you didn't care, you just had to find Severus. You ran all over the castle until you found him in the astronomy tower. You were panting when you came closer to him, you sat down next to him. He just looked you up and down, taking in your dishevelled state.

"I can help" you said, your breathing calming down "no, i can handle it on my own." he said without looking up from his book "oh come on, don't be like that, you're like that every time." you said more quiet now "yeah ?! well maybe for a reason !! why do you constantly want to change something. Just leave me alone." he said his voice slightly raising in volume "i don't want to change you, just...why are shutting me out when i have a solution. I can help you." you said standing in front of him "You can live at my house all summer if you want you know. It's totally ok, my parents won't mind." you said looking at him, a serious expression on your face "How do you know that." he said looking up, scowling "because they've been nagging me to bring you home already, they practically can't wait to meet you that's why. And since it's like that, at your house." you continued "how do you know.." he said his voice lower "because I'm just absolutely amazing at reading people." he rolled his eyes. "so what do you say to that, coming over for a few night's" you looked at him, face full of honesty and sincerity "... I'll consider it" he mumbled after a while "good, you know where to find me, bye for now" you waved as you left him there with just his thought's.

At the last day of school you both made it to London. You called your parents prior so they knew Severus will crash at your place for a night or few. The car ride was quiet save for the music faintly playing in the background. Since your parents didn't speak English much they couldn't really communicate with Severus without your help and you just really didn't feel like translating anything right now. You made it home after some time, you lived a little far from the station in a small part of England on a country side. Since it was summer the day's were longer, sun shining till the very late hour's of the evening so when you got out the car it was still light out. You both grabbed your luggage and made it into your room where you crashed it all on the floor. You went to the bathroom to wash your hands, Severus joining you before going back and sorting and arranging everything you brought back from Hogwarts after the whole year.

To say the least there was a lot to sort and organize but you'll manage. "If you need anything to get washed just throw it on that pile over there, I'll carry it to the hamper later" he nodded and started to unpack. You just threw everything on the floor stepping over it as you made piles of what is going where. You had one for what was going in the dresser, one for the bathroom, one for under your bed, and so on and so on. Your mom brought you snacks so you both had a brief break from sorting. Severus was mostly just organizing his suitcases, as if they weren't beforehand. He did reluctantly hand you a few clothes that needed washing and after you organized your own dirty clothes you grabbed it all at once and forced it down the hamper.

After about an additional hour you managed to finish everything to your surprise. You laid spent on the floor after the whole sorting thing. "Spýtaj sa čo by si dal na večeru" ask him what he'll like for dinner Your mom called out to you. "What would you like for dinner" you rolled on the floor, now on your stomach facing Severus sitting cross-legged on the floor. "Anything, as long as it's edible" he said not even looking up from re-folding his shirt for the fifth time. "Really ?? No allergies or, preferences ??" You asked just in case "no" he said placing the folded shirt down before closing his suitcase. "Mama že on si dá hoci čo že ani alergie nemá a že je mu to jedno len nech to je jedlé" mom, he said he'd have anything that he doesn't even have any allergies and that he doesn't care just that it should be edible. You called out to your mom "Fakt ?? Tak spravím špagety asi" really ?? Then I'll probably make spaghetti Your mom called out from the kitchen. "Mom said she'll make spaghetti" you said turning to Severus again. He nodded.

After a while she called you both to the kitchen to eat. He sat next to you in silence, nervous. Your mom smiled at him as she plated his food. It wasn't common for your family to eat together, you all just ate whenever, plating your food on your own. But today it seemed it was a special occasion since your boyfriend was sleeping over. You all began to eat. The food was good, as always. He didn't really care what he ate as he stated before. He viewed food as fuel to keep him alive so he didn't even have a favorite dish or anything. His mom usually just cooked from whatever they had at home if she cooked at all. He was used to just eating scraps or not even eating at all. He only ate consistently at Hogwarts.

After you ate, your mom put away the dishes and here it came, the questioning. Your mom knew a lot about Severus from you, you talked about him a lot so now that she was seeing him she had to ask him things in person. "Takže, Severus" so, Severus his head perked up at being addressed. He liked how his name sounded in Slovak the hard R and everything. "V ktorej časti anglicka žiješ" what part of England do you live in You already told her this but she just had to hear it from him personally. He looked at you as you translated her question. "She's asking what part of England you live in" he looked back at her and answered "Cokeworth" she looked at you "To je jak ideš na sever asi 150 až 200 kilometrov či koľko to bolo od Londýna" It's like going about 150 to 200 kilometers north of London, or whatever the distance was you explained "Ale veď som ti inak hovorila odkiaľ je nie ??" but i already told you where he was from didn't I ?? you asked "Hej ale chcela som vedieť či to je pravda chápeš, ale 200 kilometrov je diaľka" yeah but i wanted to know if it was true you know, but 200 kilometers is far you nodded yeah, yeah right, so your own mother didn't trust you that's how it was. She turned back to him "ako cestuješ z takej diaľky a v akej časti bývaš" how do you travel from so far away and what part do you live in ?? he turned to you again "she's asking how you travel from so far away and what part you live in" you said not liking being the translator "I take a train to London from our town train station and i live in Spinner's End" he answered looking at her again. She looked back at you and you sighted "že ide vlakom z ich mestskej stanice kde býva a že býva v Spinner's End, to je jak máš tie továrne a tak, pri rieke, všetky domy tam vyzerajú rovnako" he said he's taking a train from their town station where he lives and that he lives in Spinner's End, that's where you have all the factories, all the houses look the same your mom nodded. After some more questions you made your way into your room saying good night.

Your family was nice. He could see the resemblance from both sides. You were really tired and didn't feel like setting up another bed for him so you'll just have to share your single bed. "do you mind sharing one bed ??" he looked at you, blinking. Did he hear you right ?? He sighted, he had to admit, he was tired himself and wanted to crash out somewhere, anywhere as fast as possible. "I can take the chair-" he pointed to your armchair in the corner of the room "-or the floor" he drew out, pointing under his feet. "don't be ridiculous, it's just a bed, a place to sleep and we are, dating." he pondered on it for a while, closing his eyes, before he sighted getting closer to the mattress, inspecting it. You stood there next to him, waiting for his answer. He turned back to you. "one night, right ??" you nodded "tomorrow I can set you up a bed on the floor or I can sleep on the floor if you'd like" he nodded again. You both changed, your backs turned to each other. When it was time to lay down, you turned to him "which side wou-" you began "i don't care" you nodded and took the side you usually slept on, he joined you soon after. You both moved around getting comfortable and after a while your mom came inside. "aha vy už idete spať ja len že ako s posteľami, nieže budete robiť niečo čo by ste nemali" aha you are already going to sleep I just came to ask how it'll be with beds, don't do anything you shouldn't your mom said playfully "a dobrú" and night she closed the door with a soft click.

Minutes passed. You felt like you were sleeping next to a dead body. He. didn't. move. a muscle. You could hardly make out his breathing. He laid as close to the edge as your mattress provided, fully tucked under your blanket, his back turned to you. Your covers smelled like you, all clean and soft and warm. They were covering his face, only his hairline and a slyther of his forehead peeking out. "...are you..comfortable ??" you asked suddenly breaking the silence. He nodded. "are you sure ?? enough blanket ?? are your feet cover-" he cut in again "I'm. fine. thank you" it was quiet after that. You stayed up unable to sleep. You were checking every now and then if he was still breathing, the only thing indicating he was alive. He just didn't move, as if movement itself was inappropriate. You sat up suddenly. His head turned a notch. "Severus are you really alright ?? It's as if you're..dead" he turned to you, his eyes looked pitch black in the dark of your room. "i think you'd know if i was dead" he was no his back now, looking at you. You laid down, he was about to turn back around. "Wait, don't. I wanted to ask how you're handling everything and if my parents didn't cross a line, or if I haven't crossed a line, and you still haven't told me about what is going on at your house. You've been distant for month's" you said with a serious voice "Your parents are ok, and do we have to talk about that now ??" he really didn't want to tell you, but he knew you'll make him anyway "yes, when else"

He sighted and ran a slender hand over his face ".......my father's work.." he began "was he fired ??" you asked worried. "He's still got the job" Severus said after a moment. "They just took him off the line and put him on less important work. He's sorting through rejects now. Turns out the factory doesn't appreciate men who spend half the week drunk." he said devoid of emotion "He says they were looking for an excuse, but Mum says he did it to himself." you listened laying on your side, a hand under your head. "His income used to be low, but now it's even worse. Mum began drinking too. I told her multiple times to stop and asked if she wanted to end up like him." He sighed. "She said she couldn't think straight anymore. That everything was… too much." he paused for a moment, searching for the right words "Your father's enough to deal with without you lecturing me she'd say, or you don't understand. It's just a glass Severus, i can stop whenever i want. I'm just trying to get through the day. She said that it was only a glass or two after work." he sighted again "Then it became before supper. Then before noon..." he got quiet again "She asked me not to worry.... that was months ago" you listened in horror "...I usually keep track of the house now. It's quicker than waiting for her to remember." he was quiet after that. You hugged his side silently. "It hurt's, knowing you have to go through this...these kinds of things are very heavy experiences that give you a lot, not everyone has the opportunity to go through something so hard. You can take many things from this..bad, or good too.. good in the sense of not being spoiled, not being materialistic..that's not what life is about." you went quiet for a moment after that " I don't even want to attempt to talk about how it is for you, I don't have the right, but I'm very grateful you shared something like this with me Severus. And if you ever need somewhere to go, if your house becomes violent to the point of danger, you'll always be welcomed here. Always, no matter what." you said, meaning every word. "you're a very strong person for going through this at such a young age, it will give you a lot in life, you'll be able to look at things much differently then the rest of the world." You detached yourself from him and looked at his face, gently stroking his cheek "I meant what i said, every word" he touched your hand which was on his cheek.

After a while both your eyelids began to drop, he felt suddenly at peace sharing these things with you, though he'd never admit it. When you were both just about to fall asleep he embraced you whispering good night falling into dreamland.

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Hi! I really love your writing. I’m not sure if you take requests or suggestions, but I saw that you write about young Severus, and I really enjoyed it. If you’re open to suggestions, I’d love to propose a short fic where the reader is Lily’s sibling and the three of them get along well. The reader is a few years younger (maybe two? though by my calculations, it’s four) and they three attend the magic school. After Lily’s death, the reader is devastated but still has to go to school—it’s their final year and they don't want to miss it. However, they discover there’s a new teacher—a very traumatized, weary-looking Sev. The reader doesn't recognize him at first, but they eventually reconnect; after all, they had stopped speaking after Sev’s fifth year. Please let me know if that sounds confusing. It wasn't meant to be a romance—just something sweet, focusing on a friendship that was lost and then found again. It could be a blurb, a micro-fic, or even just headcanons. It was an idea I had while brushing my teeth today, and it seemed like a good one. I’d love to see someone write it because I’m too shy to write fanfics featuring a "reader" character myself 😓—even though I’ve already started a vampire-themed book. Sorry for any grammar mistakes, have a good day or evening😽

The fic

Hello omg you're so nice ☺️ I still don't know how these ask things work but I'll try to write it, I think I understand what you want me to write and since I never wrote anything of this kind I hope it's going to come out ok. English is not my first language so sorry if there are any mistakes in this. I have a lot to deal with in life right now I'm soon starting my part-time job and stuff though so I don't know when I'll finish it but I'll try to make it till the end of next week though I can't guarantee it but I'll have it in my draft💪 and have a good day too 💗

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Tea house date

Young Severus Snape x reader

It was a beautiful winter day. The air smelled like cinnamon and pine and you just wanted to go out. You of course, didn't want to go alone so you went out to look for your boyfriend, Severus Snape. He was sitting on a stone seat in the hall way where he usually did, this part of the castle was less frequented, which he liked. You stopped in front of him. He looked at your shoes and all the way up to your face meeting your smiling expression. "Wanna go out ??" You asked, your voice quiet but warm, happy as you awaited his answer. "Out where ??" He asked slowly, his voice also toned down since the hall had a massive echo. "Hogsmeade, it's Hogsmeade weekend after all." You said, excited to go out. "For how long." he asked. You thought for a moment "2 hours ??" He stood up and putted his book in his bag. He sighted but gave in.

You made it outside just in time as professor McGonagall was counting the students. When she finished counting, you all collectively made it to the village. The walk was beautiful. You always liked the walk to Hogsmeade but today it just seemed so much better. The people in front of you could pick up their pace a bit though.

You all made it to the village and after last warnings from professor McGonagall you all scattered. You and Severus stayed standing in the middle of the road for a bit until the way cleared. You turned your head looking at him, puffs of air spiraling in front of you both. "Where do you want to go first ??" You asked curious about his answer. "You lead" he said glaring at a cluster of third year Gryffindors way too loud for his liking.

You eventually started walking not really knowing where, just letting your legs carry you until you either saw something interesting or got too cold. The shop Windows were packed with Christmas decorations and gifts even though it was just the end of November. "It's too early for this" you heard Severus mutter under his breath as you passed an obnoxiously over decorated robe store with mannequins wearing Santa hats and lights so bright you saw spots behind your eyes when you looked away. You kept walking, passing shops before you got too cold and decided to go inside the nearest place, which happened to be your favorite tea house. It opened just recently and you had to admit it was much better then the lovey-dovey Madam Puddifoots.

You found your seats, climbing a short ladder leading to kind of like a higher sitting spot before a nice woman took your orders. You ordered your favorite and Severus opted for a simple herbal tea. Until your teas arrived, Severus took the time to take in the place. It was dim and smelled like tea, obviously. There weren't many people around, only a few tables occupied, up here there was practically no one. He liked that about this place. His eyes met yours across the table. You smiled at him looking down as someone entered. It was one of your classmates. He made his way to the counter and bought three packs of tea before he left. You looked at Severus again, he looked deep in thought. He took out his notebook placing it on the table, next was his quill and inkwell. He turned a few pages before bending the book and he began eagerly writing.

It was calm, the only sounds being the bell above the door clinking when someone entered and Severus's quill scratching against his notebook page. You didn't know what he was writing, but he looked really focused, only turning his head when your tea arrived. You both poured yourselves a cup before he got back to writing, waiting for the hot liquid to cool down to an actually drinkable temperature. You blew on yours to shorten the time, looking around again. You were glad this place opened up. Madam Puddifoot's was just too cloyingly romantic, pastel-coloured and filled to the brim with snogging couples. Not that you had anything against pastel colours, but she took it to another level, a level not so comfortable and if that was your only option for a tea house in all of Hogsmeade, then you don't know what you would've done. You took a sip of your tea, the hot liquid deliciously burning your throat in that good way, not actually hurting you. You could feel it warming you up from the inside, a pleasant change from all the freezing chill outside. Severus probably saw you taking a sip since he took one himself resuming his writing.

Sitting there enjoying the quiet atmosphere you quietly watched him write, the melodic sound and movement of his hand bringing you a weird sense of comfort. You looked out the window and noticed it began to snow. It was beautiful, falling softly to the ground like tiny feathers. He took a small break to finish his cup, gulping it down before getting back to his writing. You took the initiative to refill his cup carefully not to spill any on his notebook or the table. "Thank you" he mumbled, you smiled softly finishing your cup as well before you also refilled yours. "..How did the test from divination go ??" you lifted your head up, startled by him suddenly talking. "Um, good, it was actually much easier than I thought" You didn't expect him to remember, you only told him once but then again, he always remembered pretty much everything you mentioned so this wasn't new. He nodded re-dipping his quill in ink before writing a few last words. After those he set his quill aside, closing the inkwell and setting his notebook aside to dry.

You both drank in silence. "How is it ??" He raised a brow "the tea" you added "good....what about yours ??" He added after a bit of silence "good, wanna try ??" You asked curious what his tea tasted like. When he agreed you exchanged your cups, both of you taking a sip. "Wooow, I should've gotten this one" you said taking another sip, larger this time "want to share ??" He asked, he liked your tea too, you had surprisingly good taste "Yeah" and just like that you both shared your teas, talking about anything that really crossed your mind from school, to teachers and when you finished drinking you went back to the castle, hand in hand as snow covered the tops of your heads.

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I think about the kind of relationship snape and voldemort had. Do you think Snape had certain different ideologies to voldemort in certain things? Like do you think he was a little pissed at how much the dark lord was putting stock into this prophecy shit?

I mean, I think the two of them differ in a lot of ways, among other things because Severus never had any plans to become immortal or conquer the world, basically. So there’s a great difference right there.

The thing is, I think Severus’s opinion of Voldemort changed depending on the stage of his life. As a teenager, I think he had one view of him: probably seeing him as a very intelligent and powerful man, and as the person through whom Severus could achieve his own goals in life.

Then, obviously, after switching to Dumbledore’s side and simply by virtue of being older, because when you’re a teenager you’re incredibly impressionable and can end up following any idiot who crosses your path, and that’s just reality, I think his perspective changed. After spending so many years without hearing anything about Voldemort, when Voldemort returned and Severus had to look at him again through adult eyes, I honestly think he must have been wondering, “At what point did I follow this man? Seriously, what the fuck possessed me to follow this person?” Because Voldemort is such a fucking nerd whose entire goal in life is to become immortal, and it’s ridiculous. Voldemort is a ridiculous villain. You genuinely have to be an idiot. I think Severus must have thought that at some point. Like, thank God I got out of this while I was still a teenager. I think he might even have gone, wow, it’s actually great that I realised all this when I was twenty, when you’re still young enough to be an absolute moron. Because I think he imagined what it would have been like to be thirty-three or thirty-four years old, like so many of the other Death Eaters, or even older. I think he pictured himself as a fully grown adult still following that man unironically, and the thought alone would have made him want to die of embarrassment.

Like, this man? This absolute farce of a human being? Because Voldemort is absurd. You cannot take him seriously when you really stop and look at him. It’s like, what are you doing, sir? You’re terrified of death, you live in a magical world where ghosts demonstrably exist just become a fucking ghost and spend eternity floating around, you know? So I think adult Severus saw him as a complete clown. A dangerous clown, because at the end of the day he was dangerous. He was psychotic and had absolutely no qualms about killing anyone who inconvenienced him. But beyond that awareness that he was genuinely dangerous and therefore not someone you could afford to underestimate, I think Severus probably found him laughable on an ideological level, and regarded his whole philosophy as a joke as well. Because it is a joke. Everything about him is a joke.

The only thing I really give Voldemort credit for is that, in pursuit of his own personal agenda, he somehow managed to completely manipulate the aristocrats of his country and convince them to invest in his cause. Like, yeah, look at this, I’ve got all of them funding my project and putting their own bodies on the line. I’ve got all these people using their influence, their privilege, and their social standing so that one day I can become immortal. And honestly, that’s probably the most impressive thing he ever accomplished.

[cumstealer848]

Pt. 1

Young Severus Snape x artist reader

He hated you, so much. He couldn't believe he was actually here, back in the art class again, now seated in front of you on a stool as you sketched him on a canvas, deeply concentrated, not caring one bit about his well being as usual. He could leave any minute, just walk out and never come back, but no, he stayed seated, in place, as he always did. The least he could do now to protect the little shattered fragments of his pride was frown. "You know, you're actually really handsome when you frown" you said seeing right through him. He frowned deeper as you smiled to yourself, grabbing an eraser to fix up a spot. You almost had it done. You tried to prolong it as much as you could, you really didn't want to paint, but the teacher had other plans. She stopped behind you again for the hundredth time today "don't you think you should start already ?? You've been sketching for almost half the lesson y/n" looking behind your shoulder at her slowly with a devastated look on your face she just laughed "oh come on, don't be so scared of it, don't you want to paint your boyfriend ??" She said smiling as you sighted and blushed at her calling him your boyfriend. Not that it wasn't true or anything, you just weren't used to it and since she found out she used every occasion to remind you of the fact. "Of course I do.....ugh, fine" you said getting your paint, setting it beside you with a little more force than necessary you began painting. You had exactly an hour and a half plus breaks so you got to work to finish as much as you could in one day, the rest could wait till tomorrow.

You finished blocking in everything and two thirds of the background before you gave up. You made your way to charms with Severus who was quieter than usual, you assumed still mad about being your first portrait testing specimen.

The next day came and you actually managed to get a lot of the background done. After the first lesson you were actually getting to a third layer of Severus's face, to your surprise. You suppose you were faster since you're painting something you like. Not that you didn't like professor McGonagall, she was amazing, but Severus was just better, what could you say. You looked at him again as you were painting his left eyebrow, he looked so good frowning. You shouldn't like this so much for god's sake, he was frowning after all, sad.

Anyway, you finished the fifth layer successfully, he was looking to the side now giving you a spectacular view of his gorgeous nose you loved so much. "What." He asked suddenly. "Sorry what ??" You said slightly startled by him talking so suddenly. "What were you smiling at" he asked coldly assuming you were laughing at him, though it was highly illogical. "I like your profile, I can see your nose in all it's glory" you said smiling again resuming your painting to not lose anymore time. "Glory" he scoffed, but turned again so you could continue painting.

As you finished the seventh layer something caught your eye, a beauty mark. You got up and walked over to him. He just looked at you, brows furrowed in confusion as to why you got up so suddenly. You reached out and traced it with your fingers. He flinched back and looked at you. "What." He said touching the spot himself. "There's a beauty mark on your neck, I never noticed it before" you looked at it close, inspecting it like it was the most fascinating thing you've ever seen. "I don't recall having one" he said still looking at you, were you seriously getting up over this ?? "then maybe it's new, hm..anyway let's finish this" you said getting back down. He turned sideways again still mildly confused. He switched up angles and you actually managed to finish ten layers today, you were honestly proud of yourself.

You used the charm and watched the painting come to life. Wow, it looked even better than when you painted professor McGonagall last week. You were also going to hang this above your bed, specifically on the ceiling right above you so this is the first thing you see when you wake up in the morning. He got up to inspect your work "..You messed up my lips, mine aren't that round" oh.. whatever. "That, is just a minor cosmetic mess up, nothing more-" you said still proud you finished it today "I think changing ones lip shape is more than just a minor cosmetic mess up-" he began in a monotone voice "shhhh, let me admire my work, it's not his fault ok, he was born this way" you said affectionately caressing the frame smiling, embracing it.

He sighted, getting his stuff and walking out the classroom leaving you behind. "Hey, wait for me, I still have to grab the other you" you said quickly getting your stuff and running after him.

[cumstealer848]

Young Severus Snape x reader Christmas ball

Let's just collectively pretend there are small Christmas balls every Christmas at Hogwarts please ok

There should be though, like, just imagine...

The air was cold. The kind of fresh comforting cold biting on your skin just right. The snow was crunchy in that delicious way that sent tingles through your whole body as you walked across the freshly snow covered grounds. The sky got darker much faster these days. Never quite pitch black like usual with stars, just dark and cloudy but still somehow bright like it did in winter. The ground practically glowed late in the evening, the snow falling softly like powdered sugar coating the heads of students, still outside, building a snowman. Some students left for the holidays, but not too many since the Christmas ball was about to take place in about a week. Still, there was significantly less people around the castle, which was heaven.

You walked, not really sure where, just letting your legs carry you. You really loved winter. The wind was still today, which you were glad about, as you slowly walked looking around you at how beautiful the scenery around Hogwarts was. You stopped on the covered bridge and looked around at all the trees covered in snow. The dark forest always looked so beautiful and mysterious but now, in winter, it was something else entirely. You just couldn't get enough of the sight, it was breathtaking. As you exhaled, puffs of fog formed Infront of you curling before disappearing. Something caught your eye and you looked down, noticing something on the ground, a book. You went closer picking it up, and you knew who it belonged to right away, it belonged to Severus Snape.

You knew him since you shared classes with him, and you saw him carry that book around at all times. You wanted to return to the castle anyway, so you made your way back, and began your search for him. You found him frantically looking inside a bush he sat by quite often, most likely searching for his lost book. You called out softly not wanting to startle him "um, hey, I think I found a book that might belong to you" His head whipped in your direction, looking you up and down before straightening to his full height and looking at the book in your hands. You slowly handed it over, smiling, after he took it checking if it was indeed his. He mumbled a quiet "thanks" you barely registered, you just held your hands in front of you, "..I found it on the covered bridge" Oh, right of course, he remembered going there today. You just nodded as silence fell between you, you just waved goodbye and awkwardly left.

Since then it was as if he was everywhere you went. Suddenly you saw him at breakfast, lunch, everywhere. Every time you went to Hogsmeade and anywhere really he was there. He seemed to notice this as well since he always gave you this weird look, you just smiled a little and walked, you even went to the library at the same time. How this was possible, you weren't sure but ok.

As days went by, people started to talk more and more about the ball. It seemed as if there was nothing better in their lives at times. You rolled your eyes as you passed another group of girls squealing about who asked them out, pathetic. You weren't sure if you were even going to attend. All of it seemed so shallow, like, you've heard about it from older students last year and about how amazing it was and beautiful and absolutely the best experience of their lives and jada jada jada. You couldn't deny you were kind of curious about the decorations but all the people around you just seemed to ruin everything for you. And besides, its not like anyone's going to ask you out, so you were either going to go by your self, or you weren't going. You didn't want to think about this too much anyway, you'll just take a sneak peak inside and leave, yeah.

As you were walking around the corridors you met professor McGonagall. She asked if you were attending the ball, of course. You told her you didn't really see the point in attending and that you were only curious about the decorations. She immediately started to go on and on about why you should definitely attend and that it was only appropriate that you do so, so you told her there was no one that was going to ask you out anyway. She told you that you were a beautiful young "swan" and that there was absolutely going to be some mighty "young lion" that was going to ask you out. She even asked if she should find you a date, perhaps someone from Gryffindor which you declined lightning fast. The last thing you needed was to get paired together with someone like James Potter or Sirius. Yeah, no thanks. Then as if this conversation wasn't humiliating enough she started to tease you about how she noticed you looking at Severus in transfiguration which you denied of course.

You made your way to lunch after that talk, hopefully to forget it ever occurred. And like clock work you walked inside side by side with none other than Severus himself. Speak of the devil i guess. As you sat and ate, you couldn't stop thinking about what McGonagall said to you. Of course you looked like that at Severus. You had a crush on him after all. You just hoped that before, you weren't so obvious but now that McGonagall noticed you began to doubt that more and more. She noticed everything though, so maybe others didn't... you were overthinking every day in class now. But he was so hot you couldn't help falling for him. His hair was at times a bit greasy, but so what, that just happens to all of us. Besides, his good qualities far exceeded his bad ones. He was so smart, brilliant even, tall, pale skin, onyx hair and eyes, beautiful hooked nose......whoops, you were staring. You looked at your plate in a feeble attempt to act like you weren't just burning holes right through his face a second ago. You just hoped he didn't notice, there was some people in front of you so hopefully you weren't that obvious. Maybe he didn't notice. I mean, it would be really nice if he didn't....little did you know that he did indeed notice.

It was Monday of the week the ball was supposed to take place in. McGonagall was giving you charged looks since your talk, which you didn't like very much, but oh well, you just acted like you didn't see her starring daggers at you every time you passed her. You were getting tired of this whole ball thing. You wondered who Severus was going with, or if he was even going at all. You suspected the latter. Suddenly at lunch there was an announcement, everyone who was at school and didn't have a good enough reason not to attend the ball had to. You could hear whines from everyone who didn't want to come, you could see Severus frowning as well. Wow, what were you going to do now. You were great at making up excuses but McGonagall already knew why you weren't coming. This was ridiculous. You did have formal robes just in case this happened, but you really didn't want to attend.

You made your way to the greenhouses to clear your head, passing by some disgusting couples showing each others tongues up their throats. You were going to be sick. In the end you made your way outside instead, walking in the snow. It was really light out today, the snow just miniscule little dots filing through the air. You found your self at the covered bridge again, you looked down. You were really high up, maybe if you jumped and broke a few bones, you could miss the ball. Footsteps broke you out of your thoughts. You turned to the side before seeing Severus. Wow, you really ran into each other everywhere. But this time it looked like he was looking for you, holding something. You looked back Infront of you at the trees covered in snow, the wind picked up, you could smell ice and snow as it blew your hair back from your face. Severus stopped next to you, you looked up at him in question, what could he want- "professor McGonagall said I must give you this, don't ask why me, I don't know either." You took it, thanking him, opening the letter. He just stood next to you, you looked at him again "..she also said I must be present when you read it" he didn't look happy about any of these things. Opening the letter you began to read it, the letter looked like a formal invitation to the ball, why would she.....oh...so this is how she's going to play. You reread it again :

dear y/n

You are the most beautiful swan in the whole school and I wanted to ask if you'd care to join me in the great hall on Christmas Eve under the star covered sky if you would

yes. No.

with love, Severus Snape.

She couldn't be serious. You looked at him and smiled. "You didn't write this, did you ??" Poor soul, being used like this "No, I was forced to deliver it against my will like I don't have better things to do... why" you gave him the letter. He read through it quickly, and you could see his expression getting gradually worse by the second. "..I haven't wrote this, I don't understand why she did this" he said rereading it again as well, it wasn't even his handwriting !! "I think I know why....."

You both made your way back to the castle. You had to look all over the school to finally find her, it was as if she was hiding !! When you finally found her, you caught her off from around a corner. She seemed out of breath. " Professor, we wanted to ask about the letter you made Severus give me" she looked at you raising a brow "...what letter ?" She asked in a feeble attempt to act innocent, don't even try Minnie. "This letter" you said handing it to her, awaiting her reaction. She carefully read through it, taking her sweet time as if hoping someone was going to need her for something and she'd have to leave. "You see, we both didn't want to attend and Severus said he hasn't wrote this" you said getting mildly irritated "he hasn't you say....." She said slow, her voice dripping with fake innocence "no, and he said you gave it to him to deliver it, to me" she looked around for a moment, before looking back at you both "I haven't written this letter miss l/n-" rubbish "-I don't know who wrote this, but it wasn't me, I can assure you, now though that the opportunity has raised-" oh no no no "-it seems now you can both attend the ball together ! Isn't fate just wonderful" There it was ...sight, why, why you. "You will attend, won't you ??" You looked at Severus almost pale with rage, you sighted "yes, of course professor" his head whipped back to you. "oh, well splendid ! have a good day you two" she said leaving humming a tune. "What are you doing ?!" He said pissed turning to face you, you sighted again "We both have to attend, whether we want to or not, she'll make us, and I don't know about you but I don't have a good enough excuse. We can after all leave anytime we want, so we can just go inside and leave right afterwards" he thought about it and sighted deeply in the end. It was the best choice, and he'd rather attend for five minutes with you then all the others McGonagall tried to set him up with before, all the ones that ran away screaming in disgust.

The day came, you haven't talked much to Severus after that day only making up a plan how to leave as fast as you could. You were getting ready in your dorm with a friend. She looked stunning like always. She helped you get ready and you both made your way to the main staircase which you both agreed to meet with your dates under. He waited for you at the bottom of the stairs like you agreed on, other couples making fun of him as he stood there waiting for you. You stepped down the stairs, your eyes widening. He looked so handsome. He had formal robes on, a white shirt, and a black robe on top. He was glaring at everyone. He didn't really even notice you until he looked up at the stairs, and his eyes widened as well. You looked, really good. You finally made it down, joining his side. You waved your friend goodbye before going to Severus. "Hey" you said, damn he looked even better up close. "Hi." He said his voice sounded a little strained. "Are we going inside ?? I'm only here for the decorations" he nodded and you slinked your arm around his bicep, he didn't expect you to touch him at all. You made it inside and, you had to admit, the decorations were worth it. The tables you usually ate at were replaced with these round ones instead. They each had a white table cloth on them and there was around twenty of them. The center of the room was left open. There was also fake snow falling from the ceiling. Five trees in total lined the great hall. One at the far back behind the teachers table that was moved forward, and four more, two on each side of the hall.

You looked at the teachers and there she was, gorgeous as ever, Minnie herself. McGonagall noticed you two and smiled from ear to ear. You and Severus made your way to one of the tables, sat down and began counting the minutes. McGonagall had other plans though, she planned on preventing you two from leaving all night. The first song came on. Everyone danced around you. Soon you were the only ones seated. You looked around again but it was true, you were indeed the only ones sitting. You looked at Severus opposite of you, looking tense. Soon people began to give you looks. You both just glared at them before McGonagall motioned you both to get dancing too. You sighted looking at Severus defeated. He returned the look. In the end it got too far so you just got up and attempted to dance. It was so awkward but, surprisingly, he was a good dancer. His robes felt good under you hand on his shoulder. The fabric felt worn out but in a good way. He had his hand strictly on your ribs not a milimeter lower as you swayed attempting to loose McGonagall's hawk sight and leave already. You had to admit, this was kind of fun. Severus was nice to be around, you just hoped you weren't too insufferable, but so far he looked like he was tolerating your presence pretty well. You almost lost her before she got her eyes on you two again after dumbledore made her spin around like five times without a break. Guess you werent leaving as fast as you'd both like. The song ended and clapping could be heard. You sat back down and a server came to take your drink orders, 14 year old Gilderoy Lockhart. He took your orders flashing you both a blinding smile and left.

Your orders came shortly and you sipped your drinks. Since there were underaged students present, alcohol wasn't allowed so Severus got himself a black coffee. Might as well get some caffeine in his system to help him cope with all of this, and besides, it was free. Another opportunity came when you both finished your drinks and McGonagall seemed engrossed in a conversation with Pomona Sprout about mandrakes. You should never underestimate Minnie though, as she was a multitasker and appeared to have eyes even on the back of her skull. As you sneaked closer and closer to the exit, she swiftly motioned to the band to start playing something upbeat. Waves of people carried you both to the center of the room again with no apparent escape.

Finally you were free after they finished playing and you dashed through the sea of students to the door. Minnie gestured to the still tired band and they played some slow music instead. "May i get your attention please, all students, to the dance floor" she said, wand at her throat to make her voice carry through the whole room. You looked at Severus, he just shook his head hair falling in his face before he extended his pale slender hand to you. You took it and you both took your stance again. This time, he had both of his hands on your waist a little lower feeling bold. Your head rested on his shoulders as you swayed to the slow music. It was a beautiful song. You made eye contact, your eyes boring into his onyx ones. Merlin, he was so pretty. Up close he looked etheral. You both blushed before averting your gazes. Later you rested your head against his chest. You could feel him go as stiff as a board before relaxing. He smelled nice, like dungeons and herbs. He could smell your hair and perfume as well. "...You know, this actually isnt so bad" you mumbled after a while of dancing. You could feel his fingers twitch at your side subtly before tightening their hold.

The song came to a finish, and you could feel the air shifted slightly into something more intimate. You almost didn't want it to end, but you had to focus at the task at hand. McGonagall was nowhere to be seen and you actually made it outside this time. As you stood outside there were couples either making out at every corner or students with broken hearts crying on the staircase. He grabbed your hand and led you to a more secluded area. The sky was long dark, stars showing. You both sat on a stone window sill and just admired the sky. "..wow, the stars are really bright tonight, its been a while since they showed" he watched your profile as you stared up at the sky. A loose strand of hair fell in your face so he reached out and slowly tucked it behind your ear. You turned to face him, surprise written all over your face "..uh,oh sorry" he mumbled withdrawing his hand shakily. "no no, thanks" you mumbled smiling. Damn it he was so nervous, he never expected he'd be alone in this intimate moment with you. He thought you'd just both leave the great hall and bye. Why did he even lead you here, what was he tkinking. Were you expecting something ?? A confession ?? An embrace ?? A kiss ?? He wasn't sure if he could give you neither of those. At least not right now, in this nervous state. But you looked so pretty tonight, the robed you chose complimented your figure, nothing too much or too little, just right. You smelled nice. He always liked the smell of the perfume you used. He caught a whiff of it when he passed you in the hallway every time. Your hair was so smooth when he tucked it behind your ear and....oh, he was staring again...and you were looking back at him.

You just smiled as his eyes widened. "..and here i thought i was the only one staring" you mumbled "well, your sure the most obvious one" he said, a ghost of a smirk on his face "yeah says the one who was looking at me with a slack jaw a second ago" you said smirking yourself now "my jaw was not slack thank you, you should've seen your face at lunch that one time" you blushed "that was- that was unintlentional. For your information i zoned out. I didn't pay attention where i was looking" you said, trying to play it off "excuses excuses" he said now smirking softly. He didn't want to smile since every time he does, people say his smile looks uncanny "yeah ?? then what's your excuse ?? why were you staring at me before??" at that he went silent. What should he tell you. The truth ?? That you looked breathtaking tonight and he wanted to kiss you ?? wait wait wait, what ?? since when does he- "that's what i thought, you don't have, one do you" he looked at you with this unreadable expression "maybe not an excuse, but the actual truth. Though I'm not sure if you could handle it" and nor was he, but fake it till you make it i guess. "what is it then, im curious" you said leaning closer, he gulped loking to the side. What in Merlin's name was he doing. "it's..difficult to put" he said avoiding your eyes "difficult to put the truth ??" you said leaning closer and closer, your voice getting quieter. "yes." he said slowly, each syllable carefully measured, not that he had too much to measure. "well, why don't you try, I'm sure we could figure it out together" you were getting dangerously close now. "i- maybe we could" he said his voice shakier, you were practically nose to nose now. He could feel your warm breath on his cheek.

Now that he thought about it, it was a little cold. "..aren't you cold ??" He said suddenly catching you off guard "what ??" you asked softly "I asked, if you weren't cold" he said his voice more deeper "I um, a little" you admitted leaning back away from him slightly. He shook off his black robe and draped it over your shoulder's. "won't you be cold now ??" You asked, adjusting the fabric "I'm used to it" he said crossing his arms "don't be like that, come closer let's share it" he made a sound in the back of his throat that didn't quite get out, before you were half way in his lap, sitting on his thigh. His breathing got ragged and he was stiff again. "Relax, just, wrap your arms around me so i can drape this over us both better please" he did as he was told and loosely wrapped his long slender arms around you as you draped the slightly oversized robes over you both. You rested your head against his collarbone, his skin was warm here in contrary to the rest of him. You could feel the coldness from his hands seep through your own robes but his hands felt nice on you. You looked up at him again. His eyes scanned your face before he cupped it with one shaky hand. You leaned into it letting your eyes trail over his face too. He leaned closer absolutely unsure of what he was even doing. It was as if some invisible force was drawing him in. You leaned up giving him better access to your lips. A moment and then you could feel something soft, yet firm press against your lips, shakily.

The kiss, or more so peck, was short. When he pulled away, he exhaled shakily through his nose. You just smiled brightly blushing as you cupped his hand on your face before asking "so this was the truth ??" You mumbled "more or less" he responded quietly "...can we kiss again please ??" he nodded and this time you cupped the back of his head, guiding him lower to you, wrapping your arms around his neck. This kiss was longer. His lips were less drawn in a line and actually kissing you more. Your lips were soft and warm against his. He could taste your chapstick. He liked kissing you. You were his first kiss and he hoped he wasnt terrible at this. When you pulled away you cupped his cheek this time. Both of his arms fell to your waist. His cheeks were flushed as far as you could see. You couldn't see too much, since it was dark, but they were warmer to the touch. "what now Severus" he met your eyes sighting "whatever you wish" he mumbled in his barritone voice. "..would you be my boyfriend then ??" You asked in a fleeting moment of bravery"...with pleasure"

You both stayed there like that admiring the stars, cuddled up together, his cheek resting on top of your head, robes wrapped around you like a blanket. It started to snow. You both started to get a little cold, so you made your way back inside the castle. You wandered the halls until you found yourself before the staircase to your house. He wished you a good night, but before he could turn around and leave, you pecked his lips again before leaving him there like that. When he was sure you were inside he traced his lips with his fingers smiling softly, before leaving himself, recalling every moment spent with you tonight with a smile.

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[cumstealer848]

Feeding the unseen

It was cold out. The dark forest looked darker than usual as you made your way towards it. The trees dark and tall casting long shadows that seemed to stretch far beyond where you could see. The grass was still wet from dew, slippery. The sun still far from reaching these dark gloomy spots. You could hear them in the distance, followed their calls deeper into the forest. You had the path well memorized by now, going here quite often after you found about them. They were such misunderstood creatures. They were actually so nice, even letting you pet their bat like wings and bony body, tracing each rib one at a time, feeling their cold leather skin under your fingertips as they breathed. You were getting closer suddenly feeling as if you were being watched. You pushed the feeling to the back of your head, there were probably a million things watching you right now anyway so you didn't pay it much attention, rather focusing on the task at hand. You made it to a clearing in the forest, the sun barely shined here. And there they were, the creatures you've been looking for, Thestrals.

You made your way closer careful as not to startle them. You reached into your bag taking a fat chunk of meat you retrieved from the kitchen earlier stepping closer and feeding it to the skeletal creature. It gratefully took it, placing it down on the ground and using its hoof to tear it into smaller more manageable pieces. You just stood by observing them eat the raw meat, their large white eyes glowing. You just stood there, quietly, when the feeling came again and this time the thestrals noticed as well. Their heads turned in the direction of the sound, you turned as well. You of course didn't see anything, like you expected, and after about a minute you turned back around taking another smaller piece of meat feeding it to a foal that stumbled from behind its mother. It took it into its small bony mouth looking up at you as you let it go smiling as it ran back tripping on its way.

Suddenly you heard a twig snap behind you, your head whipping in the direction of the harsh sound in the quiet clearing. You could see the thestrals back away before walking away from you further. You turned back and saw Severus Snape. "You scared them away" you said frowning looking at him gesturing behind you. He just furrowed his eyebrows "Scared, what ??" Oh right, he couldn't see them. "The thestrals, they're all the way over there now" you said making your way towards them again. He just sped up to match your pace before stopping where you stood, looking up and seeing nothing. At least he didn't see anything.

You walked closer again letting it smell your hand, it started to lick it as it could smell the residue blood from the meat. It's tongue was cold and wet, as it licked between your fingers tickling you, you laughed softly at the feeling. "... what do they look like" he asked suddenly, you just looked behind your shoulder "uuh um, well-" you looked Infront of you again, to him it looked like you just held your hand out in the air "-they're like horses but with no muscles, just bones draped in black skin. They're eyes are white and they glow, they look blind but they can see very well. They have these bat like wings" you continued, he just listened to your description as you smiled up at the one you were petting. "I actually drew one in my sketchbook, wait" you pulled out your sketchbook from your bag at your side filled with thestral drawings, you showed him your most recent one that took up two pages. He just took the book in his hands and studies it looking up from the page to where the thestral probably stood. He was looking a little too to the right "it's there" you pointed a little more left. "Do you want to pet it ??" He looked panicked. You took the sketchbook from his hands tucking it inside your bag before taking his cold slender hand in yours and guiding it towards the thestrals head. He could feel it breathing on his hand before he felt something cold and leather like under his fingers.

He could feel just how bony its head was. Suddenly he could feel a stronger puff of air and heard it squeal. "Oh, you poked it's eye, it walked over there, next to that tree" you pointed to the tree, letting go of his hand he slowly let it fall back to his side. "Look, a foal ! ......oh, sorry, here it is" you took his hand again and guided it so the thestral could sniff it. It cautiously sniffed it looking up at him, he was looking somewhere else again. The thestral stepped closer snapping a twig making Severus flinch since it was closer then he expected. The thestral flinched too and scurried away "you keep scaring them away Severus" you said watching it run to it's mother again "when did it get so close" he said looking to where you were pointing again "it just wanted to smell your robes"

You stood there together petting them for a little longer before you made your way back to the castle since classes started soon. The walk back was quiet. You walked slowly admiring the grounds in this early hour. It was still so quiet everywhere, so peaceful. You both made it inside and went to your first class of the day. The atmosphere stayed calm and relaxing for the rest of the day.

You were definitely going to feed them again with him next time.

[cumstealer848]

Name day ??

Slavic reader x young Severus Snape

He didn't understand the point of name days.

Why would anyone celebrate their given name ?? Like, what's the point behind that. He was very confused the first time he found out about them.

You came to Hogwarts with a Slavic friend and one day you naturally celebrated her name day. I feel like Severus is very good with dates, like birthdays and such, remembering numbers well, so when he "forgets" someone's birthday then no, he didn't forget, just ignored it. So he knew it wasn't your friends birthday since you mentioned it before a few times, he didn't like that he remembered. So what else could you be possibly celebrating ?? You were even shaking her hand and everything, giving her a present, and then he heard it "Happy name day!" ..What ?? What is a name day ?? Why hasn't he ever heard about this ?? Who is keeping what from him ?! It couldn't be something that was celebrated in England. There was no way. In all the seventeen years he's been living he thought he´d notice something like this after all. He hasn't seen anything like this before, it definitely had to be something celebrated in your country.

Later that day he asked you about it. You told him you totally forgot that in England they didn't celebrate them, and explained to him that there were different variations across countries. Your country just celebrated the given name of a person, while in other they celebrated when their patron saints name is commemorated. Every day in the calendar held a name, and people usually just gave you something small like chocolate or earrings or just shaking your hand wishing you good health. It wasn't really that important, many people didn't care about them at all, older generations took it more seriously. You told him when your name day was and later attempted to find his in your calendar. The closest you found in your calendar was Severin. "Close enough, guess you're Severin from now on Severus" you said to him smiling "Absolutely. not." He said he knew exactly what you were doing and he didn't like it "Oh come on don't be like that Severin-" you said laughing "Stop that now before i do something about it" you tried to hide your amusement but sadly lost the battle "....Whatever you say....Sev-" He gave you the coldest look he could master and walked away. "No Severus wait, i wasn't going to say it" But it was too late, he just kept walking away, his back to you. Guess you've done it. "Come on, it was just a joke I won't say it again I promise" you had to jog to his side since his legs were so long and he wasn't planning on slowing down anytime soon.

He ignored you for the rest of the week after that day, before finally forgiving you when you turned up to his common room door with these beautiful slick black quills he's been eyeing in Hogsmeade but never bought. They were much better then the used old shabby ones he had right now. You also bought him some ink since he was running out. You half expected he'd still be pissed at you since he wasn't the type to get bought with materialistic stuff but this whole thing wasn't that deep anyway so he just dropped it, reluctantly accepting the gift.

you did give him a gift on Severin's name day though, he nearly ignored you for a month but it was worth it...