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Sirius Black, the firstborn. The aristocrat. The one raised in a disgustingly rich, respected, and feared family. Sirius Black, the rebel without a cause, who forged his identity by opposing the values of that family. The tall guy, so handsome that girls couldn’t even concentrate on their exams. The popular one, the one who had it all. The one who didn’t have to worry about running away from home because the loving parents of his also-rich best friend took him in. Sirius Black, the one at the top, the one who did whatever he wanted to those beneath him. The one who spent seven years torturing a poor half-blood just out of boredom, for fun, because he could.

Sirius Black, who looked at that poor half-blood as a representation of everything he hated, everything that disgusted him. Despising him for wanting to go to his family’s house, for wanting to gain power that he—let’s be honest—had possessed from birth. Sirius Black, constantly laughing at Severus Snape, calling him Snivellus, mocking his appearance, ridiculing his poor, downtrodden look, encouraging him to go somewhere he’d likely end up dead. Sirius Black, convinced he was doing nothing wrong because Severus Snape was a piece of shit who followed the Death Eaters, and hurting him was completely justified.

Sirius Black, the brave one, the one who would’ve given his life for the good cause, the one who was on the right side from the beginning, who always knew where he belonged, who went to war and gave it his all—so much that he ended up in prison.

Sirius Black, who escapes Azkaban only to end up in another prison. The one who, locked in his family home, starts to see things for what they are. The one who is no longer a help but a hindrance. The one who is just a ticking time bomb for a Dumbledore who never gave a damn about his zeal for the fight. Sirius Black, who suddenly finds himself facing that same half-blood he used to insult, to hit, to hunt down like a predator after its daily meal. There he is, with them. Severus Snape, the Dark Arts freak, the greasy-haired, Malfoy’s lapdog, the one who followed the pureblood supremacists and bears the Dark Mark. The same Severus Snape who was a Death Eater and followed Voldemort, now stands as Dumbledore’s right-hand man.

And Dumbledore trusts him more than anyone. Trusts him so much that, although neither Lupin, Tonks, nor Moody like having him among their ranks, no one dares say a word against him. Only Sirius speaks up, and when he does, everyone scolds him. Because he’s no longer Snivellus; now he’s Snape. He’s a double agent. He’s someone important. He’s a rook, a bishop, a knight, while the others are mere pawns.

Sirius Black wonders why. Why, if he did everything right, if he stood up to his family, if he always defended what was right, he’s now reduced to a broken toy confined to isolation while that piece of shit who did everything wrong is the one who has Dumbledore’s favor. Because Sirius was always one of the good ones, and Severus was one of the bad ones. Because tormenting and mistreating him was justified. But then he realizes it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter who’s good or bad in a war; what matters is how useful you are to those who wage them.

And he has become useless, while Severus is a key piece. And that is the best revenge Severus could have had for all the years of abuse he endured: for Sirius to realize, in the last months of his life, that all his efforts to rebel had meant nothing. In a war against power structures, the aristocratic boy never has a place.*

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If Snape is ugly then why is described as hot, goth twink? Hmmmmm? If Snape is ugly then why is this the man he based off of? Hmmmmmm?

If Snape ugly then why was Alan goddamn Rickman cast to play him? Hmmmmmmm?

If Snape ugly then why do I swoon hmmmm? Hmmmm? *shaking violently* Hmmmmmmmm?

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tom riddle: *no money, no family, smart, good looking*

people: omg i would DIE on his dick its totally understandable why no one even suspected he was a bad guy yes baby kill all the muggles u want

severus snape: *no money, no family, smart, not good looking*

people: omg this ugly ass bully totally deserved what the marauders did to him i wouldve done worse he's a racist!!!

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ok so hear me out

I see a lot of sentiments about The Slytherins appreciating and seeing Snape as a father figure of some sort and even doing nice things for him on fathers day (very cool and good) BUT CONSIDER AS WELL:

it becomes just general knowledge that Snape has a grumpy "I'm not your dad" disposition even as he very much does all the fatherly parental things (because he's just grumpy and contrary like that even when he cares so so much and they all know it)

SO NOW CONSIDER ACTUALLY:

To be cheeky, the Slytherins dont give him father's day gifts. They give him MOTHER'S DAY gifts

they really do appreciate him so much, and The Sneep is OH so annoyed, and DEFINITELY not holding back tears, as he quietly cherishes all his mother's day cards and puts them away safely in a little box which he will keep forever. He's a single mother

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Couldn't post last week since I was sick in bed, but I'm back!

Here's chapter 7 for TOLPAFD, you can read it here:

I can't thank you enough for the support and the love. I'm really grateful for everyone who's clicked, read, left kudos, commented or bookmarked. Really, thanks a lot. 🖤

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tatooine boy discovers not all planets are covered in sand, will need an hour or so to process this

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everyone!!!! here's the next chapter for TLPFD!!!

Thanks a lot to everyone who has read it or clicked on it! Special thanks to everyone's who has left kudos!

You can read it here:

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I swear trying to write smut feels like:

His hands were hands and then the fingers were in the hand and the hand was with the fingers and the fingers had the hand in the other hand then the fingers dragged to the hand with the fingers and it was hot

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I like to think that because Snape rarely shows skin aside from his hands and face, that to everyone else every little sliver of Bare Sneep™ seems outrageously scandalous and lewd. Severus Snape has no idea whatsoever that the tiniest slip of his sleeve to expose the tiniest bit of his wrist gets the entire wizarding population scandalized and flustered, like a bunch of Victorian fools seeing a woman's ankle for the first time.

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As every Tuesday for the past 5 weeks, here's the next chapter of Tales of a Lost Prince and a Forgotten Daughter.

I can't thank you enough for every read and click, even if it was just out of curiosity. 🖤

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The Tales of a Lost Prince and a Forgotten Daughter.

Chapter I. The Hogwarts Express

(note: hey everyone! I thought I could post my fic here too. You can read it too on AO3 or the Spanish version on Wattpad, under the same title and username!)

Summary: On the morning of September 1st, Cassiopeia Black is filled with excitement as she prepares for her long-awaited journey to Hogwarts. As the train speeds towards the castle, Cassiopeia finds herself drawn into unexpected conversations that will mark the beginning of her magical journey.

Nine o’clock in the morning. Cassiopeia Black revised for the last time that day the green emerald vault her parents had gifted her, looking that all the clothes and books stored there were in order. Today was the big day, September 1st. She spent all summer excited about finally attending Hogwarts and even though she had visited Diagon Alley multiple times before, this time felt different when she needed to buy her books. It was as if her heart knew about all the great things that were awaiting. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by her little brother, Regulus, who entered her room without knocking. 

“Mother desires to speak to you and Sirius downstairs, she’s waiting for you in the living”

Regulus not knocking couldn’t bring her humour down. She was finally attending Hogwarts today and that was all that mattered. 

She ran down the stairs and arrived at the living, where Sirius and her mother waited for her, sitting in one of the large sofas. 

“How many times do you need to be reminded that you are a lady and need to behave as such?” Her mother, Walburga, reprimanded her. Sirius stared at the floor, visibly uncomfortable. “And not just any lady, you’re a Black, Cassiopeia, have a bit of decency”. Cassiopeia nodded without looking at her mother, she sat next to Sirius, in front of her mother, as she indicated with a look. 

Walburga was an upright woman. Black hair, fair skin and blue eyes as those of her three children although they didn’t hold the same sparkle as her childrens. 

“In a while” continued Walburga “we’ll be leaving to King’s Cross and I want you two to behave, especially you, Sirius. You ought to understand that you are heir to the noble house of Black and that you must behave the same way at Hogwarts, do you understand?”

She spoke severely, as so that even after hearing the same tone all her life, Cassiopeia still couldn’t get used to it. Sirius nodded silently. 

“And you, Cassiopeia” Walburga looked at her daughter and she raised her head, finding her mother’s eyes “I expect you to understand that you are a woman and that is how you should behave. I trust you will follow your cousins Bella and Cissy’s example and that you’ll wear your last name with pride”.  The woman withdrew her eyes, clearly omitted Elena, the youngest of Cass’ cousins, and continued. “It is fundamental that the both of you wear your last name with pride. Salazar Slytherin will be proud of holding you in his house, just as your father and I. Understood?” 

Both kids nodded. Sirius still locking eyes with the floor, probably thinking of something else, just as Cassiopeia. 

“Now” the twins looked at their mother, the same severe expression on her face “give me a hug the both of you, I’m going to miss you dearly” 

Cassiopeia smiled and ran to her mother’s arms, feeling the impact of Sirius doing the same just some seconds later. She would definitely miss her mother, despite the constant scolding she gave her. She’d also miss her father and how he sat her on his knees when he arrived from work and would read to her. She’d miss Reggie terribly too, but still, the excitement about Hogwarts was bigger. 

They apparated at King’s Cross around 10:30 in the morning, just half an hour before the Express left, but before that, they had to find a seat and, obviously, say their farewells. Without any intentions of listening again to the Noble House of Black’s speech that her parents thoroughly repeated, she ran straight to the train before her mother could catch her. She found  an empty compartment for her and her brother although she suddenly regretted boarding the train by herself as she did not have the required strength to keep carrying her vault. 

“Need any help?” Cassiopeia looked to the hallway, where a guy was standing right beside the door. It was Lucius, a boy older than her, that she knew due to their families holding several dinners together although he usually would keep to himself or to chat with Cissy and Bella. 

“Oh, hi, Lucius. Yes, I do need help”. She smiled sheepishly, feeling a slight warm temperature on her cheeks. Lucius was a very handsome boy, blonde and of good bearing. Surely the kind of guy that her mother would wish for Cass to marry, but there wasn’t a chance. She was sure there was something going on between him and Cissy. 

“I saw your mom and Sirius at the platform, I supposed you’d boarded already”

Lucius lifted the vault with the help of his wand. Cass felt dumb after realizing how easy that could have been, though she knew she couldn’t use magic yet. “Are you nervous?” He asked. 

“Actually, quite the opposite” She smiled. “Is Hogwarts great?” 

Lucius laughed. “It is, though you got to beware of who you befriend. Wouldn’t want to mess with mudbloods, would you?”

Cass smiled sheepishly and nodded. She didn’t really understand all the fuss about purebloods and mudbloods but what she knew was that she missed her cousin Andromeda, she had been banished from the family when she married one of the latter. 

“I thought so” replied Lucius. “See you later, little one, I have prefect duties to perform”.

Cass sat down as Lucius left and, almost immediately, a redheaded girl arrived. 

“Hello, may I sit here?” The girl’s eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying, but Cass supposed it was due to the departure. She only nodded and the girl sat next to the window, separated from Cass who was sitting on the opposite side, next to the door. Some minutes later Sirius arrived, with the company of a messy black haired boy and glasses. 

“Do you mind if my friend sits with us?” Asked Sirius. She had never met the boy and was confused when Sirius called him a friend. 

“Who's that?” Asked Cass.

“Oh, just a friend i just met, his name is James” 

James then smiled widely and offered his hand to shake. Cassiopeia took the hand and smiled too. 

“Potter, James Potter, that is. Very nice to meet you” 

Potter, he said? She had heard her mom talk several times with auntie Druella about how the Potters were fouling their pureblood status by messing with half bloods and mudbloods. But her mother wouldn’t know who she hanged out with at Hogwarts, right?

“I am Cassiopeia Elara Black. Nice to meet you too” Both kids finally sat down. Sirius next to his sister and James in front of them, two spaces next to the redhead. 

“Is she your friend?” Asked Sirius in a whisper. Cassiopeia replied “no” in the same way. “I suppose she misses her parents or something” she continued. James surely listened as he introduced himself to the girl. 

“Hey, what’s your name? I’m James, everything alright?” 

The girl turned to him and smiled sheepishly, wiping her tears away with the back of her hands. 

“I’m Lily, Lily Evans. Nice to meet you.” She turned her sight to the window again and kept herself quiet for the rest of the ride. The other three kids decided to just talk between them.

“Well, I really like to play Quidditch and my dad thinks I’m quite the seeker.” James went on. “I’d wish they’d let the first years play, though. It’s not fair that I have to wait a year for a trial, "he complained. Cass thought he sounded spoiled. 

“I really prefer Exploding Snap” said Cass.”Sirius, Reggie, our little brother, and I play it all the time. Sometimes, my cousin Elena joins us too, but only when our aunt and uncle visit… And if I tried for something I think I'd probably audition for the frog choir, although my cousin Cissy said they’re gross, but that’s just because she’s delicate.” Cassiopeia raised her head, nose in the air and batted her eyelashes, imitating Cissy. James and Sirius laughed. 

Suddenly, a kid that looked like he was lost entered the compartment without saying hi or even looking at them. He sat in front of Lily, next to Sirius. 

He had a strange look that, however, Cass got interested in. His hair was as black as hers and Sirius’, but his eyes were almost as black. His skin was even paler than hers, probably a reason why he looked malnourished, and had a somewhat large nose. She thought that was interesting. James and Sirius kept on talking, she got interested in the boy and Lily, who simply noticed him and returned her sight to the window. 

“I don’t want to talk to you” She said in a low but constricted voice. “Why not?” asked the boy. 

“Tuney h-hates me. Because we saw that letter from Dumbledore” 

Cass wondered who Tuney was. She turned her look to James and Sirius, pretending not to hear them. 

“So what?” 

“So she’s my sister!” Lily’s voice raised a tone. Cass restrained herself from looking at her. 

“She’s only a —” He caught himself, was he going to say mudblood? Cass felt weird thinking about that word. If Lily’s sister was one, that meant Lily was one too. But she seemed so different to what her parents had said about mud-, well, about them. 

“But we’re going!” he said with excitement. “This is it! We’re off to Hogwarts!”

Cass peeked at Lily. She was half smiling. 

“You’d better be in Slytherin.” said the boy. James then got into their conversation. 

“Slytherin? Who wants to be in Slytherin? I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?” he referred to Sirius and Cass with a playful look.

“Our whole family has been in Slytherin” replied Sirius without a smile. 

“Blimey,” said James, Cassiopeia had a frown on her face, “and I thought you seemed all right!” 

She was about to respond but Sirius then spoke. 

“Maybe I’ll break the tradition.” He said with a grin. Cass looked at him with a confused look. “Where are you heading, if you’ve got the choice?

James lifted an invisible sword. Cass was wary of liking him at first, now she knew that she definitely didn’t like him. 

“Gryffindor,” replied James “where dwell the brave at heart! Like my dad.” 

Cass heard the strange boy making a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him.

“Got a problem with that?”

“No,” said the boy with a slight sneer “If you’d rather be brawny than brainy —”

As Cass smirked, Sirius interrupted 

“Where’re you hoping to go, seeing as you’re neither?” Cass made a frown again as her brother spoke. Lily then stood up, looking at James and Sirius in disdain. 

“Come on, Severus, let’s find another compartment” 

James and Sirius imitated her voice and James tried to trip the boy, apparently Severus, as he passed. “See ya, Snivellus” he said. 

The compartment door was slammed and Cassiopeia stayed there, quite displeased with the boys demeanour as they laughed. 

“What on Merlin’s beard is wrong with you?” she reprimanded. “You don’t even know those two, why did you need to behave like that?” 

They stopped laughing. “What? You’re siding with that Snivellus?” laughed Sirius. Cassipeia only muttered “unbelievable” and left without saying another word, looking for Lily and Severus. She had to at least say sorry on behalf of her brother and James. She found them at a compartment where only the both of them were sitted and she knocked on the door before entering. 

“Uh, hi” she looked at both kids without any idea of what to say. “I just wanted to say sorry for what happened back there. Sirius tends to behave weirdly sometimes, mother always says so”.

They looked at her without understanding. 

“My brother” she stated “The one with the blue eyes? I just wanted to say sorry” 

Lily smiled softly and asked her to sit next to her. She did. 

“It wasn’t your fault. Although your brother’s a chump. No offense.” 

“None taken” Cass laughed “You’re Lily, right?” Lily nodded. “My name is Cassiopeia Elara Black —-”

“Do you always use your full name to introduce yourself?” interrupted Severus with what seemed like a slight irritation, he seemed surprised about the way he spoke, though. 

Cass shrugged. “Father says it’s essential if I want to make a good impression. What’s your name, anyway?” 

He folded his arms in front of him as he looked out of the window. “Severus Snape” 

Cass wanted to be civil so she offered her hand to shake and he obliged after what seemed too long. 

Neither of them had an idea of what that handshake would lead them to. 

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like everyday Tuesday, here's the next chapter of Tales of a Lost Prince and a Forgotten Daughter:

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I honestly want to finish the translation TOALPAFD soon. I'm in chapter 25 already (in the Spanish version), and Cass has moved to Mexico. I want y'all to know all the stuff I have in mind for the mexican wizarding world already!!!!

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istg I love Snape so much I'm going to cry, I love him so much