Snape and that time Gilderoy accidentally made him come out as asexual without realizing.
imagine gilderoy lockhart not understanding why snape hates him so much? he’s so good looking? smart? talented? why won’t the snape talk to him and swoon over him like everyone else??
so gilderoy is a man with a plan: he is going to make snape appreciate his wit and his charm by the end of the year or so merlin help him.
he gives snape special attention. sits beside him during meals, saves a spot for him during the staff meeting (once, the only available spot was next to lockhart and snape did a 180 and left the room; dumbledore had to retrieve him with an accio on his robes), and strategically places him outside snapes office before dinner so they can walk to the great hall together.
snape helping with dueling club? gilderoy’s idea. sarcastic commentary between snape and minerva? gild thinks snape is finally beginning to appreciate his abilities. valentines day?? gilderoy takes a chance and sends snape a card.
“He’s nothing but a bumbling idiot.” Severus grumbled, as he let Minerva into his quarters.
“Oh, I’m sure his intentions are pure.” Minerva chuckled, settling herself into the sofa. “I’ll take two measures of whiskey, neat.”
Severus nodded and poured two glasses of expensive whiskey, handing her one.
“Odgen’s?” Minerva asked hopefully.
“Lumiere.” Severus shrugged, taking a slow sip and letting it burn his throat. “Another one of Lucius’ finds.”
“The French and their pretentious alcohol choices.” Minerva sneered, but took a drink anyway. “Anyway, what did the note say?”
Severus scowled, but pulled out a crumbled bit of paper. “An autograph, quite predictably. Honestly, if you’re going to court a man, then at least gift him things he wants.” He pointed his wand at the photo and set it on fire, brushing the ash off his lap.
“Are you telling me you’re interested?” Minerva asked, feigning disinterest.
“Are you interested in men, then, if I may be so bold?”
“You may not.” Severus scowled, his face tightening with anger. “And I’m not interested in anyone - of any gender. It’s a little thing I call ‘I hate everyone’.”
Minerva raised an eyebrow, but Severus was too engrossed in his bitter thoughts to realize what he just said.
“No one at all?” Minerva finally coughed.
Severus looked up, everything finally clicking into place. “No one here, I mean.” he corrected, but his words did nothing to ease the look on Minerva’s face. He sighed. “Does that make me strange?” he finally asked, unsure why he was even continuing this topic. He hadn’t meant to say it.
“Strange?” Minnie asked with a smirk, her free hand gesturing to a collection of jars filled with questionable ingredients. “Severus, you’re strange as it is. This may be the most normal thing about you.”