when the night is come

and the land is dark | Severus Snape | Sixth Year Slytherin | 

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Grieving Period -OPEN-

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Ted wasn’t sure how he drew the short straw to run Prefect rounds during lunch. Sure, he had plenty of time to eat both before and after… but still, he hated having to go off and check around the castle during mealtimes. Meals were a time to be social. A time to relax. And now? He was missing out on that chance during a week when he sorely needed it. As he roamed the corridors, he began humming a song that’d been stuck in his head, gently pushing open doors as he passed them. For the most part, they were empty. That was, until he came to the potions classroom. As Ted pushed open the door, someone snapped at him, catching him off guard. He entered the room, arms crossed over his chest. “First of all, no, I can’t piss off. Secondly, that’s no way to talk to anybody, no matter what you have going on. I’m going to give you a choice. Do you want to talk about it here, with me, or would you rather go back down to the Great Hall?”

Severus sighed heavily as he recognized the sound of Ted Tonk’s voice. It would be just his luck that it was a prefect that had stormed in on him. For practical reasons, Severus knew that he wasn’t supposed to eat in class rooms but he couldn’t think of anywhere else to mull over his existential crisis. And the potions room was the only one that he truly felt home anymore. 

“I don’t want to talk about it at all. That’s why I’m hiding out here.” The boy blinked in irritation, turning around and leaning against the table in a nonchalant way. “Third option; you can take some house points from me and leave me alone.”

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Grieving Period -OPEN-

Two weeks. It had been two whole weeks since his mother had passed. Severus was most upset that he wasn’t there with her when she went. The next most upsetting thing was that he’d have to sit with his father during the service. His father tried not to look at Severus the whole time. The boy wondered if his father even remembered who he was. And then, as they left, his father looked him in the eyes and said, “You are no longer my son.” and spit on the ground as he walked past. It was comforting to know that Severus wouldn’t have to see the man again, at least for now, but it hit him that in those words, Severus became an orphan. 

A numerous amount of witches and wizards attended the wake from which his father didn’t attend, where he’d finally met some of his extended family. It was the only positive from the whole affair. They’d set up a bank account for him, each of his family members donating a chunk of galleons. His grandmother cried and had no idea that he’d even existed. It should have meant a lot to Severus that his family, his new family, was coming together for him, but he felt empty like used tupperware. Without his mother, he didn’t know what life he should be living. 

He returned to school two weeks after her death. She would have wanted him to finish his education. Severus didn’t want anything to do with interacting with his peers, but then again what was new. He took his introversion to a whole new level and decided that he didn’t want to bother eating in The Great Hall anymore and took his lunch to the potions room, which was cleared out for the time being, and picked at his mix of steamed vegetables. 

“Can you piss off? I’m trying to edge myself off from society.” Severus snapped in a malicious tone as he heard the door creep open behind him. 

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“What if we added something to make the lacewings stew faster. Make it take less than a month to brew,” Kieren suggested, gesturing to a point on the page. When he didn’t receive a response he looked up from the copy of Moste Potente Potions at Severus, “What are you looking at?” He asked, glancing over his shoulder, trying to see what was distracting his friend. 

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“We could add an accelerator, but that would probably taint the potion. Perhaps we could charm the cauldron, or make a sort of lid to help in steep faster.” Severus thought out loud mindlessly as he was looking out towards the window as rain battered against it. “Sorry, Kieren. I’m just a bit distracted today, that’s all.” 

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isn’t that SEVERUS SNAPE? yeah that is HIM, sitting there at the SLYTHERIN table with those other SIXTH years and i think i heard sybill saying they look like JADE HASSOUNE… whoever that is! when she looks into her crystal ball she sees a potions book full of pressed flowers, vines crawling up an abandoned home, a cabinet of potions ingredients labeled meticulously, second-hand books, and dried herbs lining his dorm wall.  anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty CRAFTY, STUDIOUS, and PETTY. apparently they’re a HALF-BLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. —— [ STELLA LUNA : CST : 22 : SHE/HER ]

Aesthetic: smoke billowing from cauldrons, taped fingers, singed eyebrows, wrinkled robes, an impossibly clean desk, books labeled alphabetically, potions sorted by type, too many plants that take over the dorm, always-made bed, a cup of tea that’s been long forgotten, staying up late by the light of a candle, sleepless nights, eyes tired of living in poverty, always on the brink of tears.

Strengths:

Potions, Charms, Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Dark Arts, Transfiguration.

Weaknesses:

Divination, Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies.

More:

Wand: Ash, Unicorn hair core, fourteen inches, lightly flexible.

Patronus: Doe

Birthday: January 9th, 1960

Astrology: Capricorn

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Jade Hassoune for Avante Magazine Photo by Barrington Orr