#Gryffindor Snape

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The mentally ill urge to start writing a fic where Severus is sorted into Gryffindor with Snupin as end game and an extremely jealous Sirius Black

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In the Forest of Dean.

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[natuart]

TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN

I love #Harrypotter but I totally hate all of JK Rowling's transphobic comments. I wanted to make a drawing, it seemed appropriate that it be in the month of June . Amo #Harrypotter pero aborresco totalmente todos los comentarios transfobicos de JK Rowling. Queria hacer un dibujo, me parecia apropiado que sea en el mes de Junio . instagram, tiktok, youtube, twitter, threads: _natu_art_ . . .

[incorrectquotesharrypotterv]

Y/n, whispering: you know I love you, right?

Draco: why are we whispering?

Y/n: so Harry thinks we're conspiring against him

Draco: oooh

Harry: what are they talking about?

Snape, having heard everything: murder

[tageerdo]

Severitus be like...

[aprilthearcher]

replaying your laughter

harry potter x slytherin!fem!reader ― Harry has a crush on a Slytherin, which could collapse the entire school, but he doesn't seem to care much.

slightly inspired by 'message in a bottle' by taylor swift. there could be a second part if anyone's interested in it. don't forget to like, or reblog, or leave a comment! those are always appreaciated.

word count: 1.4k

part two (covered in you)

#masterlist!

Harry was sure that half – maybe even more than half – of Gryffindors House would never forgive him for having a crush on a Slytherin. Yet, Harry couldn’t really bring himself to care. The lot of them had called him a liar just last year, and none of them, friends or not, had the right to tell him who was appropriate enough or not to go on a date with. 

It was hard not to miss her when she was one of the few Slytherins in Harry’s year who had never insulted him nor any of his friends. As a half-blood, she didn’t care about ‘blood traitors’ or muggleborns nor was she a member of Malfoy’s gang. Also, the fact that she was best friends with Luna Lovegood made her trustworthy in Harry’s eyes. 

Although they had shared many classes during their years at Hogwarts, Harry didn’t know when he’d started to feel this way towards her. Had it been during their third year, after he’d seen her yell curses at Marcus Flint because he didn’t want girls in the Slytherin Quidditch Team? Had it been during their fourth year, after he saw her in an elegant, deep blue gown at the Yule Ball dancing with a Ravenclaw a year older than them? Had it been during their fifth year, after he’d seen her comfort two first years from Slytherin and Hufflepuff that had spent their afternoon in Umbridge’s office? Had these feelings been there since he’d met her on the train in their first year after she couldn’t find her older sister? 

Has he always been so clueless? 

Now, despite the fact that this recently discovered crush made Harry’s heart almost burst out of his chest any time he’d see her – whether in real life or in his dreams –, it didn’t mean that he would easily hand the victory to Slytherin in the match they were about to play. 

Standing face to face with Urquhart, Slytherin’s new Quidditch Captain, Harry tried to avoid her eyes and how imposing she looked dressed in the deepest hue of emerald green. Still, when Madame Hooch blew the whistle, Harry couldn’t help but raise his head in her direction. Her eyes quickly settled on his, and Harry almost punched himself for being the first one to look away. 

Up in the sky, a hand on his broom keeping him steady, he thought he’d have a moment of peace from her. But, in his defence, flying round the pitch looking for the snitch and making sure that his team was playing well eventually led him to find the force of nature that was her on top of a broom. Watching the speed at which she flew, Harry was somewhat relieved that she had never intended to become a Seeker. Yet, as magnificent as she was with a Quaffle in her hands, Ron’s confidence that there was Liquid Luck running through his system managed to block all of the shots she’d thrown at him. Anyone could tell from the look on her face and her stance on her broom that she wanted to rip off Ron’s head, probably use it to mark a few points as well. Her kindness, Harry realised then, did not make her less of a competitive hothead.

The match finished with the snitch in Harry’s hands, granting yet another win to Gryffindor. A smile on his face, he let his eyes trail over his team, each with a grin on their faces as big as his. He saw Ron lifting both of his arms, celebrating with the scarlet and gold crowd, and Ginny dive-bombing into the podium from where Zacharias Smith had been calling the match. 

Harry looked for her once more, finding her already on the ground with the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch Team. He’d started descending when he saw what seemed to be a fight between her and Urquhart. The Slytherin Quidditch Team had a finger pointed to her chest, which she quickly dismissed with a jab of her hand and a hissed that Harry got to hear as a ‘Don’t fucking touch me’. This infuriated Urquhart more, making him get closer to her face, but with only a stamp of her foot, she sent him flying backwards. 

Madame Hooch’s whistle blew loudly across the pitch, and the crowd finally caught on what was happening. Harry saw them go from celebrating, or sulking in the case of the silver and green sea of people, to whispering excitedly about the tussle. Urquhart was now marching in her direction, though Harry noticed some hesitation on his pace when the determination settled on her face. He had known, not that Harry spent a lot of time observing her, that she was very capable at wandless magic. In Urquhart’s case, he was always ready to start a brawl, yet he never saw through; opting, instead, to play it cool when he realised that he wouldn’t come out triumphant. 

Because of some kind of instinct, Harry drew closer to the Slytherin Quidditch Team, standing a few paces behind her. Zabini observed him, his eyes were narrowed and his arms were crossed; it was clear he wasn’t there to stop his teammates from fighting each other. Suddenly, Snape stood between Urquhart and (Y/N). His face was rougher than usual and with only a few words he sent the Slytherin Captain back to the castle. Then, Snape turned to them, raising his eyebrows at the sight of Harry.

“Potter, shouldn’t you be celebrating?” Said Snape. The mere mention of the word ‘celebrating’ added a layer of disgust to his face. “Or is it that you cannot bear that the attention is not on you?”

Before answering, he looked at her. She had glanced back at him at the mention of his name, clearly surprised that he was here. Their eyes met for a brief second, one in which Harry noted the colour of his eyes was similar to that of her robes. 

“I was only making sure that none of the players of your house got hurt. Seeing as Malfoy wasn’t here to play today, to get yet another replacement would surely affect the team.”

“How… heroic. Always ready to save the day, Potter.” Harry smiled sarcastically at Snape’s comment. “Miss, I expect to see you at my office tomorrow morning. We will discuss your detention.”

“Detention? Urquhart was the one to start the fight. He was the one yelling at me and getting all over my face.” Harry was certain that weren’t for the fact that Snape was a professor and the Head of her House, he would have suffered the same fate as Urquhart, thrown back across the pitch. He stopped himself from laughing at the mental picture of that. 

“It’s not up to discussion, but if you keep complaining you will do a month of detention rather than two weeks.” With her silence and the matter already settled, Snape started walking towards the castle, Zabini and the rest followed him.

Now that the two of them were alone, Harry didn’t know what to say. The bleachers were emptying, some members of his team had already left the pitch. 

“Um, thanks for that, I guess,” she mumbled. It seemed she didn’t know what to say either. 

“Uh, yeah, no problem.”

There was another moment of silence where both of them avoided each other’s gaze, looking at their shoes or the brown gloves on their hands.

“What did- What did Urquhart say to you?” Harry asked. He was curious, but he also wanted to keep talking to her. 

“He basically blamed the loss on me, saying I wasn’t fast enough or my aim was off, which could be true, but it’s not as if the rest of the team got the same. He said it to me because I’m the only girl, so…”

“So he’s a prick and no better than Flint.”

She laughed at that, softly and probably reminiscing that time she cursed him for not wanting to put her on the team. Harry swore that if he could hear that laugh play in the back of his mind forever, he wouldn’t need anything else. It would be her laugh that’d spurred him on. He thought about running to Dumbledore’s office and using the pensieve to replay this moment over and over again.

“Yeah, at least Montague would yell at all of us.” She mentioned while beginning to play with the strap on her gloves. “Anyways, I think it’s time for me to get back, and you have a win to celebrate.”

“Yeah, yeah, I do. But, um, you played well today. You’re a great Chaser.”

She whispered a small ‘thanks’, biting her lower lip in an attempt to contain the grin that was about to erupt in her face. 

thank you for reading!

[the-colourful-witch]

‘They say the job is cursed…’

👹🪄Defence Against the Dark Arts Teachers🪄👹

This piece started out as more of a concept piece. I want to do individual lineups for the teachers, but needed to draw this first. I sometimes get overwhelmed by the amount of characters that I want to draw🥲 And they all deserve time and attention and thought. Mostly, I need to put in the right feeling when drawing a character. So, this illustration is a concept for the D.A.D.A teachers :)

It did turn out to be a fun one to draw! I was pleasantly surprised by Quirrell, I never had a clue how I wanted to draw him, but then it just… happened. Funny how that works sometimes😁☀️

Happy Halloween for those who celebrate! 🎃 I can’t believe October is already over… I have enjoyed the warm autumn weather immensely, but I do also look forward to the colder months. Time to get cosy🤗

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Thinking about how Dumbledore found it terrible that Snape only wanted to save Lily, but didn’t find it terrible that for 7 years James had been constantly bullying him and even forced Severus to keep quiet after they almost killed him.

I’ve always thought that if Dumbledore hadn’t been such an irresponsible jerk, many of his students wouldn’t have ended up radicalized. He literally left them to their fate and then acted surprised when they sought out an alternative father figure. Like, sir, please shut up.

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A regular staff meeting in ootp

[loomis-maxima]

When I tell you guys to get onto Character.ai and search up anyone and to add the voice to the conversation; I mean it. here i am, lying on my bed kicking my legs like a school girl

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tf is this shit?

im at a loss for words...

[jmwdoesthings]

Snape: Every house has its flaws. Slytherin pride often leads to blunder. Hufflepuffs can be unnecessarily loyal, leading to harm. Ravenclaw curiosity has led to insanity. And Gryffindor's flaw is simpler than those: stupidity. Utter stupidity.

McGonagall: I beg your pardon? Utter stupidity? Certainly not.

Snape: I spent half of my double period listening to Potter and Weasley feuding over whether 'poison' is spelt with a double 's'. As in poisson, which, as we both know, is French for fish.

McGonagall:

Snape: Granger then explained to them that there is no such word in the English language...

McGonagall: Hermione Granger is in my house. This just disproves your point.

Snape: ... and Weasley then spent the other half of the lesson arguing with her that poisson means nothing else but poison in Norwegian.

McGonagall:

Snape: As the younger ones would say... boo-yah.

McGonagall:

McGonagall: And as the older would say: ten points from Slytherin for talking back to a teacher.

[mlejulie]

Stay with me

[natuart]

Happy Birthday Professor Snape!

Happy Birthday Professor Snape 💚🖤 . 🐍

Recopilación de dibujitos ♡ Siempre quiero hacer un dibujo nuevo para esta fecha, pero siempre pasa algo (? . . . As every time I upload something about Harry Potter, I want to clarify that I am totally against JK Rowling's transphobic comments. . .

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[incorrectquotesharrypotterv]

Pansy: Professor Snape won't trace this back to us, right?

Y/n: Are you kidding? He traces everything back to us. Professor Snape traces things we haven't even done yet back to us.

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