A Weird Sister's Lil Shop of Horrors

Severitus, StarPrince, Severus/reader, Pro Severus. About Me: 40/female, she/her, from the US, cat mom. I also role play so if you want to rp Severitus send me a DM. 18+ only, though. I don't interact with minors privately.

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Severus/reader. AU - no Voldemort. Severus isn't just a sweetie, he's Reader's sweetie.

PROMPT.

An AU where Voldemort doesn't exist. Lily and Severus still have their falling out, and it happens just as it did in canon. But then he gets to know Reader better (they're students in the same year so of course they were aware of each other before, but Severus's focus had been entirely on Lily before and now it wasn't because she didn't want to be friends with him anymore and though that hurt him deeply he respected her decision).

They end up spending a lot of time together. Studying together, learning from each other. But also just recreationally, talking about everything they could possibly think of to talk about. Eating meals together, having picnics, going to Hogsmeade together.

It isn't until subject of the Yule Ball comes up that Severus realizes he is in love with Reader and wants to ask her, but he is nervous. They're just friends. What if that's all you want from him?

But while he is agonizing over whether or not to risk it all by asking (he can't bear to lose you, too), Reader asks Severus to the Yule Ball.

After that, they are officially a couple. And they remain a couple; a very stable, devoted couple.

After they graduate Hogwarts, they get married and move to a rural English wizarding village where Severus opens a potions shop which Reader helps manage.

It does extremely well, and Severus also finds time to write several academic papers on potions that are so brilliant he gets recognition from the wider wizarding world and the Ministry of Magic.

He has no interest in leaving his home and potions shop, but business is booming due to his notoriety and the fact that his practical skill is just as good as his academic papers and you just can't beat Severus's potions when it comes to accuracy, potency, and effectiveness.

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I need this exchange in a fic please (or something close to it). Severus, my love, you are so funny.

PROMPT.

Harry: What? Is this going to be enough? It's so small.

Ron, snickering: That's what she said!

A chorus of giggling and scoffing can be heard from the other students.

Severus, leveling them with an unimpressed look: Is that truly what she said, Mr. Weasley?

Ron, blushes and winces when he realizes the implication.

More giggling from other students.

Severus: If Mr. Weasley is quite finished regaling us with his wit and charm...I suggest everyone get back to work.

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I just need a fic all about Severus and Minerva being absolute besties and it's just them meeting up for their weekly juicy gossip sessions over tea and biscuits.

[witchesbrewtoo]

Severus Snape/reader. Reader has a stutter. Supportive Severus. No age gap, Sev and reader are the same age. Protective Severus.

Bonus points for BAMF Severus.

PROMPT.

You have a very pronounced stutter due to a head injury when you were a child, which you find frustrating and embarrassing. Especially when people have awful things to say to you about it.

But, from the moment you met him Severus Snape has been nothing but supportive, kind, and protective of you.

[witchesbrewtoo]

Severus Snape/reader. Curvey reader. Young Severus. Supportive Severus. Marauders Era.

TW: Bullying, targeted harassment, fat shaming.

PROMPT.

You're used to being made fun of about your weight but one day Sirius Black says something truly humiliating to you.

Not just in front of everyone in general, but in front of Severus. You were absolutely in love with that boy, not that you ever planned to say so. Why would such a handsome, clever, sweet (to you, anyway) boy want a girlfriend who looked like you?

It wasn't like you didn't think Sev had functioning eyes and could very well see your curves for himself. You knew he knew.

But being humiliated like this in front of him, knowing he heard it...you did something even more humiliating.

You began to cry.

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Imagine if during that horrible bullying incident where the marauders pull down Severus's pants and suspend him in the air, a Prefect (from any House) runs up in shocked outrage and says, "STOP! What are you doing sexually assaulting this boy??"

As soon as it went from words to physical that makes it assault, and given the nature of the assault it falls under non-penetrative sexual assault quite neatly. You don't have to stick anything inside of someone for it to be SA.

I just wonder what might have happened, how things may have been changed (if at all) if this wasn't allowed to be viewed as bullying but it were loudly named for what it actually was.

This wasn't tit for tat. This crossed a line, but it wasn't treated like it did so it sailed over a lot of heads. But what if it was treated as the crossed line that it was? If it was treated as the SA that it was.

Sometimes, just unapologetically naming something in bluntness and truth is enough to make very large shifts.

Once named, once everyone isn't allowed to simply avert their eyes or engage in revisionist history because then that would make them complicit in SA even if they never said a word themselves, what might have changed?

These were popular boys committing this offense, some of which were wealthy and had pretty privilege. I can't remember if any were good at sports, but that can be a privilege of its own when it comes to getting a pass for heinous behavior.

But I would love for someone to explore a Prefect or professor naming this for what it was, sexual assault and the crossing of an unforgivable line, and it leading to the reputational downfall of the Marauders and people starting to see Severus as an actual person

I have more thoughts, but this is already too long and I hope I've done a good job explaining what I mean with this prompt.

I would prefer it be a Sev-centic fic.

[witchesbrewtoo]

Imagine Severus Snape's reaction when he finds out that there are some boys and even grown men who may take regular showers but REFUSE to wash or properly wipe their own butts because they think touching their own rear ends is a gay thing to do.

Surprisingly, growing up living in a dormitory full of boys did not teach him this horrifying fact. No, instead being in charge of a dormitory full of boys as their professor and Head of House taught him that in his first year teaching.

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"Visit me on tumblr!"

I would love to, lovely AO3 author, but you didn't link it or give out your tumblr handle. I must, therefore, assume this is a cruel tease and you do not truly wish to invite me to visit you on tumblr. 😢😭

[witchesbrewtoo]

Young Snape/reader.

TW: Teen sex.

CW: Severus likes the bush.

PROMPT.

You and Severus had been together for several months, almost a year, before you gave your virginity to him, and he his to you.

You were both 16 at the time, and now you were both 17 and had been having regular sex ever since. You used a potion to prevent pregnancy and he brewed it for you.

One day at Hogsmeade when you two had snuck off to make love again, afterward you lay together with him, sharing kisses and soft words, when you brought up the subject of your pubic hair. You apologized for never shaving down there and asked if he wanted you to. You had recently heard that girls did that for their boyfriends since boys preferred it.

Severus makes sure you know if you want to shave that is up to you and you will always be beautiful to him, but that his preference is for you to have hair there.

He runs his fingers through it gently, and you are surprised to see his eyes darken with desire and his cock begin to stir to life again.

[witchesbrewtoo]

Young Snape/reader.

TW: Mention of breast cancer (no one has cancer).

CW: Nudity.

PROMPT.

You and Snape have just begun working at Hogwarts as new, young professors. You two are familiar with each other from when you both attended as students. You were friends, and you had long had feelings for him that went far beyond a crush and lasted even into now but he had been so wrapped up in his own feelings for Lily that he had never noticed.

You were glad he had never noticed, because he would have rejected you. You know this, and you couldn't bear to hear it from his lips.

He had been a sweet boy, despite the bullying. He was less sweet to most people now, but to you his sweetness was intact.

You had saved each other's lives more than once, as well. You trusted him with your life and your secrets.

When you fear that you have found a lump on your breast you know that you should go to Madam Pomfrey. And you will. But first, you go to Severus long after classes have ended.

Your near-tears alarm him, and when he finds out the reason for your visit and your tears he comforts you and has you sit on his sofa.

He sits beside you and holds you and talks with you until you are somewhat calmer.

When you ask him to take a look, he blushes and tells you that you would be better off going to Poppy. But with how anxious you are, he cannot refuse you.

So, you remove your robes and your blouse and bra.

His blush deepens but he doesn't look away. He instead asks permission and when granted it he touches you, gentle but firm, manually examining your breasts for lumps and irregularities.

He finds one. He gently massages it, getting the shape of it and the density, how it feels compared to the rest of your breast tissue. He asks if it hurts.

He says it is a good sign that there is no heat emanating from it. It isn't red. There is no pain, even when he gently squeezes the lump, and no discharge at the lump or from your nipple.

He covers both of your breasts with his large hands, gentle as he cups them and looks at you with a gentleness. Even his touch is comforting and protective, not sexual.

He doesn't think this is cancer. But he insists that you still see Poppy and let her determine if he is right. He has some training but healing is not his expertise.

He performs a simple diagnostic spell, which comes back with promising results. Then he gently redresses you, hugs you, and escorts you to the Infirmary.

He stays with you the whole time, even when Poppy examines you (you give permission so there is no reason for Poppy to refuse - it is your body, after all).

Poppy declares you cancer free, but recommends St. Mungo's to be positive.

Severus lets you spend the night with him that night.

You continue to spend the night every night after that. Perhaps he would have rejected you when you were teenagers, but you were no longer teenagers now and he does not reject you now.

[witchesbrewtoo]

Severus/reader.

TW: Car crash.

PROMPT.

You had business within the Muggle world today and for whatever reason you needed to travel by car.

You obviously don't have a driver's license so you went by taxi. There was an accident. You were mostly alright, but the Muggle healers insisted on bringing you to the hospital so you agreed.

There, they contacted Severus to come get you. It was summer and the house at Spinner's End had one landline telephone that was maintained for appearances and for unforeseen issues where it might come in handy. Rare, but on an occasion like today it came in handy.

Usually, the occasions it came in handy were nowhere near so dramatic.

Still, the Muggle healers were not very forthcoming on the telephone to Severus and said only that you had been in an accident and told him where to come.

Severus had never gotten anywhere more quickly in his life. He was so relieved to see you sitting upright and alert, to be told you were alright and only needed a ride home.

He had noticed how stiffly you moved, and it worried him. But he wasted no time getting you home.

He insisted on checking you over himself, not trusting the Muggle healers. And there was no reason for you to be shy, so you allowed him to help you remove your shirt and bra so that you sat topless in the living room. It was only the two of you, after all.

Your only injury was a nasty, dark bruise that went from your neck all the way down to and across from your sternum. From the seat belt that saved your life.

Even your reserved and unflappable Severus made a sound when he saw that bruise. There was no denying that it hurt.

You were quite sure he was about to ban all forms of Muggle transport, no matter the reason for it, for the foreseeable future.

You felt sore enough to let him, too.

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I really need so many more fics centering around Young Snape/reader, set during the Marauders Era or just after the last year of Hogwarts. More Young Snape appreciation, please!

[witchesbrewtoo]

Young Snape. Trans Snape. Marauders Era. Could be any Snape ship endgame.

PROMPT.

TW: Bullying, harassment, targeted assault, rape threats, sexual harassment, sexual assault (non-penetrative).

When James Potter's gang of degenerates pantses Snape in front of the whole school, it's more than just humiliation.

Snape had a secret that he had managed to hide for the entire time he had been attending Hogwarts. He had been so careful.

That is the day, the moment, that the entire school finds out that Severus Snape is a Trans boy.

It had shocked the marauders. Many other students pointed and laughed.

Severus had verbally lashed out at Lily, and even after he apologized she didn't forgive him. She made a crude joke at the expense of his gender identity.

He told himself he deserved that. He had called her one, right? But he would forgive her. He did forgive her. She didn't forgive him.

Now the bullying has ramped up, and it isn't the marauders this time. He has been shoved out of nowhere, a few others have tried to pull his pants off, someone tried to pull his shirt off to see if he had tits, he has been followed into her washrooms.

He has been fielding rape threats. Those terrify him the most.

The professors waffle between claiming they will deal with it and not doing so, telling him to ignore it all and it'll stop, or telling him they haven't seen the physical abuse he is reporting so he must be exaggerating.

And his only support, his only friend, will no longer speak to him.

[witchesbrewtoo]

Snape/reader. Muggle reader. Severitus.

PROMPT.

A new person moves in next door to Severus at Spinner's End. A lovely woman around the same age as Snape himself. She is kind and they sometimes speak to each other over the back garden fence.

She knows he has no partner and so she begins to bring him food every so often or biscuits. She isn't put off by his general...self, which is odd because most people can't stand him. Not that he has made enemies of his neighbors. He just doesn't speak to them. He leaves them alone and they leave him alone.

And normally he would tell a neighbor like this to mind their own business and that he is old enough and perfectly capable of figuring out how to feed himself.

Except...he has recently been tasked with caring for Harry Potter whose relatives were neglectful and abusive. The boy is about to turn 6 and Severus is totally out of his depth. And Harry gets along well with you and quite likes your homemade biscuits.

And as the summer wears on, all three of you grow closer.

When Severus kisses you, it catches the both of you pleasantly by surprise. It happens one night after Severus put Harry to bed after you had made supper for them, and you had stayed over to have some tea after.

But one thing leads to another and you're still there the next morning when Harry wakes for breakfast.

Little Harry has never heard Uncle Sev whistle while he cooks before. Come to think of it, he has never heard Uncle Sev whistle a tune...ever.

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PROMPT. Snape/reader. Squib Reader.

You get a new job at Hogwarts. Not a professor, Merlin no. You're just one of the few non-House Elf servants who work there. Dumbledore took pity on you, finding yourself pregnant by a wizard who has no interest in marrying you or making himself known or claiming a child with a Squib.

Here at Hogwarts you could work and earn money, you would have a home and a roof over your head, you were safe here, and there was Madam Pomfrey for your medical needs.

And Dumbledore could adjust your duties based on medical needs as your pregnancy progressed.

Right now you were barely showing, but your status was known amongst the staff. Most are a bit indifferent to you, but Professor McGonnegal is kind and asks after you and insists on giving you biscuits.

Other than her, the only other person who has taken any interest in you is the young new Potions Master, Professor Snape. He started here the same time you did, but he had a caustic reputation. He was not that way with you, however. With you, he was sweet and kind.

He also made your medicinal potions for you. One for morning sickness really comes in handy.

He hates it when he sees you doing anything even slightly strenuous, tells off anyone who makes extra work for you when it isn't necessary.

You really value your evenings spent speaking with him in the dungeon and spending time watching him work on his potions or lesson planning and listening to him talk about his favorite subjects, including non-potions subjects and magical theory.

You learn so much from him and he never makes you feel less than for being a Squib. In fact he tells you often that you're brilliant.

You are aware of the mark on his arm. You are also aware of what it means, and the things it implies he has done. But, whatever his past, whatever he might have gotten himself into that he cannot now so easily extricate himself from, you find that you can't hold it against him. There is more to it than it seems, you can tell even if he can't talk about it.

And one night when he kisses you, you accept him completely just as he had accepted you. And when he invites you one night into his bed, you go and you stay until morning.

And somehow or another, you end up moving into Sev's living quarters in the dungeon.

You give birth to your first child in that dungeon in the bed you share with him with him there, Madam Pomfrey and a few others to help her to help you.

Sev refuses to be bullied out of the room. Neither of you care that men are usually not present in the delivery room. You want him there, you asked him to stay, told him you're frightened without him, and you're quite sure the Dark Lord himself along with an army of Dementors couldn't drag your Sev from your side after that.

The baby is not his. But he looks at the child with the same sort of reverence as if it were, and he claims the child as his own anyway.

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PROMPT. If you want it. Snape/reader. Reader is a muggle. Coffee Shop AU.

Young Severus, not long after his 7th year at Hogwarts, meets a woman at a muggle coffee shop. She is a muggle and has no idea who Severus truly is.

He knows he should not speak with her. He should not get to know her. They came from two different worlds and his life was infinitely complicated and dangerous.

Such relationships between muggles and wizards or witches weren't forbidden and were more common now than they used to be, but there were countless reasons that for Severus such relationships were off the table.

And there was the matter of his feelings for Lily. They were not returned and she had not been his friend in years, but he still loved her. Still pined for her. It wasn't fair to get into a relationship with another woman, regardless of who she was and where she was from, when his heart couldn't be entirely hers.

Yet, he agreed to meet her again. And again. Again. And each time, against his better judgment, he shows up to their meetings.

He can't help it. You are beautiful and kind and understanding and so *bloody* clever. You would have made such a brilliant witch.

And it took him a while to realize that he thought about Lily less and less. And when he was with you? He didn't think of her at all. When he kissed you? He didn't wish it was Lily he was kissing.

Some part of him will always love Lily. She was his first love and she was his first and only friend growing up. She will always be an important and fundamental part of him because of that when so many of his pleasant and good memories of his childhood and teen years until the falling out were of her.

And he still risks his life to try to save her and her family, her son especially, when he knows the Dark Lord is going to go after them.

It is still devastating when Lily dies. But now he has a wife to help him through that. A child of his own. A family largely hidden out of necessity to protect them.

But as he has a family to consider, he is not so reckless with his own safety as he once was, nor is he as free with his time as he used to be.

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I wonder if anyone has explored the idea that Petunia had a crush on Severus.

She resented magic and Hogwarts and people who had magic because she didn't. Her sister had those things. She wanted them, too. She wanted to be special, too. But, no. Lily was the special one, the pretty one, the magical one, the one who got to have a whole world where Petunia wasn't allowed to follow. Their parents' golden child.

She writes a letter to beg to please be allowed to at least attend the Wizarding school. But she was ignored. Denied. She wasn't special enough.

Then there was Severus Snape. The handsome, sweet neighbor boy who was Lily's best friend. But when she tried to spend time with them, she didn't always understand their conversations (often, they were about magic or Hogwarts or people who were at Hogwarts or about the Wizarding world in general). She paid attention but she didn't have the full context and they either wouldn't tell her or couldn't tell her. It was obvious she was a third wheel.

She only wanted to spend time with Severus, but he was only interested in Lily. Pretty, special Lily. Not ugly, ordinary Petunia.

And after a while she did what she always did. She turned the hurt into resentment to protect her own heart. But she took it deeper than most people might have.

And she pulled away from her sister and the handsome neighbor boy. She stopped trying to tag along. She stopped her awkward attempts to flirt and show interest in the things Severus was interested. The boy seemed totally oblivious anyway. Too wrapped up in Lily.

And it was plain to Petunia that while Lily liked Severus for a friend she was not in love with him and never would be. Severus was ignoring a girl who loved him so that he could chase after a girl who never could.

This just made Petunia more resentful. So, when she did have to be around them, she made sure to let them know how resentful she was. Not why, and without context. She thought that was fair. They gave her no context, she would give them none. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.

She began saying rude and nasty things to her sister. Calling her a freak, making sure she knew that she wasn't special. Just freakish. Petunia was normal, respectable.

She made sure Severus knew the same about his own freakishness and that he was low class, anyway.

Petunia embraced her ordinariness, not out of a healthy conservation of her own mental health but out of pure spite.

Over the years, her spite and her resentment became real hate that allowed her refuse to attend her sister's wedding, give no indication she had heard about the birth of her son. Allowed Petunia to find the most ordinary man and marry despite the fact that he was a pig. And she gave birth to a most ordinary son and gave him a most ordinary name and lived a life she knew was as ordinary as she could possibly make it. She was a traditional, ordinary housewife and mother.

Who cares if she trapped herself? She was showing everyone that SHE was the true special one.

And when her sister died, horrifically, the level of her festered resentment and hatred allowed her not to care, to insist it served her right, and attempt to refuse to take in her own nephew, still a baby too young to speak or walk yet.

There was still enough of the original Petunia left for Dumbledore to manipulate into agreeing to take the boy in. But her hatred and her resentment allowed her to not only allow her husband to abuse the boy but to join in on it herself and teach her son to do the same.

And if, late at night when it is quiet and Vernon has rolled his bulk off of her after she had done her wifely duties for the night, she allows herself to cast her mind back to the girl she once used to be and the boy, now likely a man, whom she had loved, and the life she denied herself in the name of hate and resentment, no one but she has to know about it.

Please note, this is from Petunia's POV and as such it will be skewed. Regardless of who she was when she was young, she made her choices and did the things she did as an adult. None of this is an excuse for child abuse and neglect. That isn't the message or point of this.

This was entirely borne of me reading a fic where Snape goes to Privet Drive to check on Harry and calls her Tuney. It might or might not inspire more thoughts and prompts.

Additionally, I don't think Snape is mentioned enough in the right ways to tag him in any way, but this is NOT about Snape bashing or Lily bashing. I am 100% Pro-Snape.