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Day 10: Dream Come True

Pairing: Severus Snape x ex-student

Rating: 🥵 ?

Prompt: Dream

Summary: Severus reunites with an old student of his and she is determined to live out her teenage dream.

A/N: Loved writing this one!! Hope ya'll have as much fun reading it as I had writing it.

Warnings: ex-student and teacher hooking up.

Word Count: 3170

Credits to Gif Creator

Severus had always loathed Lucius Malfoy’s elaborate parties. He threw them multiple times a year, celebrating every possible occasion, and Severus almost always declined the invitation. While he would know most people in attendance, Snape wasn’t one to socialise and a party was his idea of literal hell. However, given that Lucius was the closest thing Severus had to a friend, he made a point to show face at one event each year; often staying for no longer than an hour or so and spending most of the time hauled up in the kitchen alone. Which is where he happened to find himself tonight.

Having already circulated the crowds earlier in the evening, Severus was simply buying time before he made his goodbyes and returned home to the peace of Spinner’s end. The drinks and food were set out on a banquet table in the drawing room of the manor, meaning he often had the kitchen entirely to himself to drink bottle after bottle of FireWhiskey alone.

This evening seemed to be following the same suit as usual, until his tranquillity was disturbed by the entrance of a familiar young woman and her absolutely foul mouth.

“Fucking disgusting shit. Who the fuck does he think I am. And why the hell is it blue?” She muttered to herself, staring deeply at the electric looking cocktail in her hand. She made a direct bee line for the sink and dumped the entire contents of her glass down the drain.

Severus couldn’t help but let out a small scoff of approval at the girl’s words. He, of course, recognised her from her time as a student at Hogwarts. Not only had he been the Head of her House, and Potion’s Master, he often found himself telling her off for her bad language at the risk losing points from the other professors. Severus himself didn’t mind it so much, in fact he found it rather amusing, which must explain why he was no where near as irritated as he usually would be by the disturbance.

“Professor Snape?”

The girl stopped in her tracks, eyeing the Potion’s Master appreciatively. Her tone had dropped to an almost sultry timbre.

Severus remembered now why he always seemed to be giving the girl into trouble. This particular young woman had not been nearly as discreet with her girlhood crush as she may have expected. It had been obvious to him that she acted out in his classes simply to get a rise out of him, and best-case scenario she would earn a detention, prolonging their time together. The latter Severus did not indulge, the last thing he needed was a hormonal teenager making heart eyes at him from across the classroom.

From the way she looked at him now, the young witch had yet to grow out of her school-girl crush. Feeling the effects of the sheet amount of alcohol he had consumed; Severus couldn’t resist raking his eyes over the woman’s figure in return. She was after all, no longer his student.  

While her bad habits still remained, her appearance had changed a lot in a few short years. Her hair was longer now, darker too; she wore it down as she always had, allowing it to flow down her back like a waterfall of obsidian waves. Her previously baby face had been replaced by much sharper features; high cheek bones and a defined jaw line, lips that sat in a permanent perfect pout, painted a deep shade of red that only enticed him further. The dress she wore, tight and black, displayed her curves from ever possible angle, the lowcut neckline drawing his eyes to the exposed swell of her breasts.

“Miss Y/L/N.” He stated simply, not allowing his voice to betray his less than appropriate thoughts.

“I didn’t expect to see you here.” She sauntered toward him, swaying her hips with each step.

It wasn’t lost on her that her old professor had just been checking her out, in fact she welcomed it. Since her crush on him first developed in her fifth year, she had long since dreamed of running into him again after she graduated. It pleased her to know that now they were reunited, he seemed to appreciate her just as much as she did him.

“I could say the same for you.” He raised a single eyebrow at her, his eyes never leaving her body as she approached.

“Not sure why.” She shrugged, settling against the kitchen island opposite him. “I’ve been at every party this year. Draco keeps inviting me.”

“As his date?” The simple question drew a wide smile from Y/N.

Was Severus Snape jealous?

“I assume so. But if he keeps making me drinks that look like the result of a chemical reaction, he doesn’t stand a chance.”

Severus scoffed again, amused by her words.

Y/N watched as took a long sip of his whiskey, draining the remainder of his glass.

“What are you drinking?”

“FireWhiskey.” He said plainly.

“Mind if I join you?”

Severus glanced at the woman out the corner of his eye as she came to lean on the cabinet next time him.

“Be my guest. However, this is the last of this bottle.” He said, as he filled his glass. “I’m sure there’s more in the next room, if you feel like re-joining the party.”

“Not particularly.” She huffed, folding her arms over her chest only to further accentuate her breasts. “Draco’s been fallowing me around like a lost puppy all night, I could really use a break.”

“And if I asked you to leave?” He tested, pining her with a stern gaze.

“I’d say tough. You don’t own this space, I have just a much right to be here as you do.” She never had yielded to his dominance.

“Well then.” He outstretched his arm to her, offering up his renewed glass of whiskey. “You might as well enjoy yourself while you’re here.”

Y/N accepted with a smile and a wink. Severus remained stoic, attempting to seem unfazed by her gesture. Y/N always knew Severus would be a tough nut to crack if this day came. But after years of dealing with a pining Draco, she could use the challenge.

“Why are you hauled up in here anyway? Avoiding someone?”

“Everyone.”

Severus couldn’t peel his eyes away from her mouth as she drank form his glass, her crimson lips staining the rim of the crystal. He felt his pulse quicken when her tongue darted out to collect any remnants of the amber liquid from her lips.

“Everyone?” She looked at him inquisitively, returning the glass to him. “Then why come at all if all you’re going to do is hide away in here the whole night.”

“Lucius is a friend. The least I can do is show face, but beyond I have no interest in attending these infernal events. So, I simply wait it out in here until such time as it is appropriate to leave.”

“Does it never occur to you that had you to actually venture out into the crowds, you might meet someone to help pass the time. A woman perhaps?”

Severus laughed into his glass, being careful to avoid the spot her mouth had just been. He knew this was her way of testing him, unfortunately he couldn’t help but fall for her bait; hook, line and sinker.

“I have no interest in any of the woman beyond that door.” His eyes finally met hers, their intense gazes boring into one another. A challenge to make the first move.  

“What about those within this room, professor.” Y/N dared to venture.

That final word shook Severus back to reality; the sudden realisation that he was entering dangerous territory with a former student had him eager to make a swift exit.

“I think that may be my queue to go.” He set his now empty glass back on the counter.

“Wait. Stay for one more.” She pleaded, gripping his bicep in one last desperate attempt. It worked, Severus hesitated at her touch.

“It may have escaped your notice, Miss Y/L/N, but not only is the bottle finished, but so too is my glass. There is no ‘one more’.”

“I know where Lucius keeps his private stash. Draco and I would break into it all the time when we were younger.”

Despite his brain telling him it was time to go, Snape couldn’t resist the appeal of the young woman in front of him; her doe like eyes begging him to stay. It was obvious she was just as enticed by him as he was of her. And the fact remained; she was no longer his student. Still, it seemed wrong somehow.

“That would explain all those parties in the Slytherin common room I was forced to disband.” Severus raised a questioning brow.

“Guilty.” She smirked.

“You know those were the bane of my life. Dealing with drunk and hungover underage students wasn’t exactly how I planned to spend my weekends.”

“Just be grateful I was smart enough to avoid you, I can be quite the handful when I’m drunk.”

Severus didn’t know when she had gotten close to him again, but he wasn’t opposed to the way her hand rested on his chest as she fidgeted with the button of his robes.

“Show me.” He swallowed, nodding down to her.

Y/N led Severus through a door in the kitchen, to a wine cellar in the basement. In the corner of the room stood a solitary shelf of finely-aged whiskey, worth more than two teenagers could have even comprehended.

Snape watched on as the woman struggled to reach the top shelf where the best whiskey was kept. He made no attempt to look away when the hem of her dress began to slowly rise over the curve of her ass. He no longer felt so guilty checking her out down here in the dark.

“Clever girl.” Severus purred when Y/N handed him a dusty bottle for him to inspect. “These are what you stole?”

Y/N bit her lip and looked down guiltily.

“I don’t think we realised how expensive they were at the time. We just wanted to have a bit of fun.”

“Mmm. You always were trouble.” He eyed her once more.

“Still am.” She winked again.

Y/N led Severus back to the kitchen, leaving no trace of them behind besides the empty space on he shelf she had no intention of filling.

Despite the kitchen being full of glass and crystal ware, Severus opted to pour another singular glass for the two of them to share.

Y/N watched on fervently as Severus brought the glass to his lips, this time placing his mouth directly over where her lips had been. God, how she wished to know what his lips felt like on her, what he tasted like.

“Good?” She continued to look up at him, practically drooling now.

“Delicious.”

Y/N watched in awe as her ex-professor absent-mindedly run his tongue along a small part of the glass.

Without thought, Y/N brought a thumb to his mouth, brushing the pad gently across his bottom lip.

“Lipstick.” She explained. “Can’t have you leaving here looking like that, people will talk.”

“And what, exactly, will people say.” Severus closer to the young witch, his inhibitions slowly fading which each gulp of alcohol.

“They’d think you were with a woman.” She started, her voice now barely a whisper. “Of course, they wouldn’t know who at first. But seeing that colour on your lips, they’d begin to speculate. And when they saw me follow you out of here… We’ll they’d put two and two together, and jump to a whole lot of conclusions.”

“What sort of conclusions?” He passed the whiskey to her, allowing him to move closer still, their bodies close enough to touch.

“All kinds of things. The most obvious being that we kissed, but their minds wouldn’t stop there. Two people, alone in the kitchen at a party, we could have been up to anything in here.” With every word she spoke she drew Severus in closer, her lips calling to him like a siren to a sailor. “They’d assume we kissed. Maybe, we made out. But ultimately, they’re going to think we had sex. A teacher and his ex-student. How scandalous. There would be rumours about us; what we did in here. They’d say I seduced you with my body. They’d say you got me drunk. They’d say we fucked right here in the Malfoy’s kitchen, all while Draco searched the party for his supposed date.”

The mention of Draco began to boil Severus’ blood, he wasn’t oblivious to how close the pair were and he knew, if given the chance, Draco would have Y/N for his own. He wasn’t about to let that happen.

“Then let’s give them a reason to talk.” Severus stated firmly.

With his permission, Y/N threw herself at Severus. Her lips crashing to his hungrily. Like a starving hyena finally eating after being denied it’s prey for so long.

Practically throwing the whiskey glass aside, Y/N wrapped her arms around Severus’ neck, pulling her body closer to his. Severus felt his way around her; one hand coming to rest on the side of her face, the other gripping her rear possessively. The two became deaf to the world around them. Passion taking over as they devoured the other breathlessly.

Letting himself get carried away in the moment, it never occurred to Severus to move to a less public location. All sense of propriety gone with the taste of her lips.

Gripping her by her thighs, Severus lifted Y/N onto one of the kitchen cabinets, positioning himself between her open legs. Feeling the hardness of his cock at her core, Y/N let out a strangled moan.

Severus broke for breath, kissing his way down her exposed neck and chest, occasionally nipping at her pale white skin. Seconds before Snape was about to rip off the woman’s dress and fuck her in the middle of the kitchen island, footsteps and voices grew louder as they approached.

“Have you checked the kitchen, Draco? She can’t have gone far.”

“Not yet father, I’m just about to look.”

“Shit.”

“Fuck.” The pair swore in unison.

Y/N quickly jumped from her spot on the counter, making sure to right any clothing that may have gone awry. Severus let out a frustrated snarl at being torn away from Y/N.

“I’m going to kill that di-“

“Y/N?” Draco called out upon entering the room.

Neither Snape nor Y/N made an attempt to move away from the other.

“There you are. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“Sorry Draco.” Y/N replied through gritted teeth. “I ran into Professor Snape. We we’re just catching up.”

“I see.” The younger Malfoy eyed them suspiciously. “My father is about to make an announcement,  he wants everyone to gather in the drawing room.”

“Of course.” She smiled falsely, making to meet Draco by the door.

“Here.” Severus stopped her, clenching his jaw and handing over the almost full glass of whiskey. “You’ll need it.”

“Thank you.” She grinned, lingering when his hand brushed against hers.

The three of them exited the kitchen and made their way through the manor; Severus taking a different route from the others, letting himself get lost in the crowd.

As soon as he was out of her sight, Y/N started to panic that she had missed her shot at the one thing she had been dreaming about since she was 15 years old. Draco had interrupted what was easily the hottest make out session of her life and now there seemed to be no chance of her and Snape actually finishing what they had started.

“What were you and Snape doing in the kitchen for so long?” Draco finally broke the awkward silence that had developed.

“Hmm. Oh, we we’re just having a drink together and chatted about all those times you and I pissed him off with our parties in the common room.”

“What are you drinking? What happened to the one I gave you?” He didn’t even seem to be listening to a word she was saying.

“Erm… I finished it. Sev- Snape poured me a glass of his whiskey.”

“That’s unusually kind of him.” Draco’s intense stare burned a hole in the side of her face.

“I suppose.” She shrugged. “I guess he just likes me.”

Draco didn’t get the chance to object before his father’s voice echoed through the room.

Zoning out after Lucius thanked everyone for coming, Y/N immediately began scanning the crowd for her beloved professor.

Having no luck even after the party commenced, Y/N downed the remains of her drink and followed Draco as he led her into the hall for a more private conversation. Backing her against the wall, Y/N had no way to escape the agony she was about to endure, knowing exactly where this conversation was headed.

“Y/N.” He began with a deep breath. “As you know, we’ve been best friends since our first day at Hogwarts. Our families have been intwined since before either of us were even born. We’ve had our fair share of fun together; both as friends and otherwise.” He hinted towards the few drunken nights where they had casually hooked up. It had meant nothing to Y/N, clearly Draco did not feel the same way.

“This year I have felt our relationship has evolved past friendship, and I think it may be time we take the next step. I like you, Y/N. I want you to become my girlfriend, officially.”

“Draco…” She sighed. They had been over this before, she wasn’t interested in being anything other than friends, he just couldn’t take the hint.  

Before she had a chance to break the bad news to him a shadow fell over the pair; Severus Snape towered behind Draco, slapping a large hand on his suited shoulder.

“I’m afraid, Mr Malfoy, I do not believe Y/N is interested in pursuing a relationship with you.”

“Professor Snape.” Draco puffed his chest out, trying hard to hide the look of intimidation evident on his face. “With all due respect I don’t think this has anything to do with you.”

Severus moved the boy aside with ease, positioning himself between his two former students.

“I suggest you leave now, Malfoy, before your feelings get hurt.”

Severus did not warn him again. Instead, he took the opportunity to take Y/N in his arms and pick up exactly where they left off.

“Oh, thank god.” Y/N gasped, clutching at him desperately.

Just as passionately as before, Y/N captured Severus’ mouth with her own, pulling him in by his robes until their bodies were backed up against the wall.

“Want to get out of here?” Severus mumbled against her mouth.

“Fuck yes.”

Ignoring a dumbfounded Draco, the Potions Master and his former student made their way out of Malfoy Manor unable to keep their hands off one another.

Y/N’s dream was finally about to come true.

[marvel-snape-writes]

just an idea - a situation where you have never referred to severus by name (only professor snape), and him going feral for you when you do say it in a one on one setting, if you catch my vibe 🙈

Watch Your Mouth

Snape x original female character

18+ smuuuuuuuutty

3.7+ words

Thank you to whoever requested this, I hope you enjoy it! 🫶

The marking of his students’ papers was growing monotonous and never-ending for the Potion’s Master. Even now cursing himself for the way he would always insist on himself to go through each and every paragraph of potion ingredients with a fine tooth comb. He muttered to himself as his eyes skimmed the text, then his eyebrow arched as he found himself impressed with a particular piece of work. He completed his first pile of books and then moved onto the next, huffing as he pushed one pile away and brought one closer.

A knock sounded upon his classroom door whilst he opened the first student’s book and his eyes briefly glanced over to it.

If they really want me, they’ll knock again, he thought to himself.

They did.

He exhaled slowly, almost irritably, and looked up properly this time, speaking loud enough so that his voice would carry to the door, “Come in,” He then mumbled under his breath, “If you really must.”

“Sorry to disturb you, Professor,” The voice spoke as a tall, dark haired woman entered the room without a moment of hesitation, “Oh, marking in your dinner hour?”

“My students appear to apply fifty fifty to either of the following; they simply lack common sense and therefore I need to doublecheck their pathetic attempts at stringing a sentence together or they host a little too much knowledge in that their writings are so… pointlessly long when they really could have summed it up in one or two paragraphs,” Snape spoke in a very matter-of-fact tone, “Either way meaning that I have to spend endless hours doing this.” He gestured toward the several piles of student books.

“And I assume your face tells them all that without you having to open your mouth.” She bit her lip to hide a grin.

Snape remained silent, jotting down something with his quill as he glanced back and forth over the written text in front of him.

“Nice candles in this dark dungeon, Professor,” She commented as she glanced around at the many lit candles scattered about the room, “Have you got enough of them?”

“They are to ward off unwanted visitors.” Severus replied bluntly.

“Oh, you don't need candles to do that.” She mumbled under her breath, her eyes still looking around the room.

“Was there something you needed from me, Miss Eleanor, or have you just come here to simply distract me from my work?” Snape asked in a flat tone, growing irritated by watching Eleanor wandering around his dungeon classroom.

“I just thought I'd drop by…” She was now behind him, “Since you have barely acknowledged my existence since… that night.”

“Forgive me if I have been a little invested in finding out exactly what level my fifth years are at prior to them taking their O.W.L.s.” He fought not to break character, though her words did cause a slight stir in him.

“You say the word and I will leave you be,” She placed a hand on his shoulder, “Relax, Professor.” She said with a gentle squeeze over his cloak, knowing full well he was the last person to relax in a situation like this, especially not on command.

Snape huffed quietly under his breath and pushed the books to one side, staying quiet for a few long moments until he felt Eleanor’s hand leave his shoulder, “Alright!” He spoke rather louder than intended, “Alright, I am sure this marking can… wait.” He turned his head to look up at her stood at the side of him.

“Wait for what?” She played dumb.

“What ever it is that you came here for.” He spoke in an oddly timid tone, almost as if there was a hint of fear within it.

“And what do you think I came here for?” She bit her lip, now standing with her hands on her hips.

“Do not play games with me,” Snape warned dominantly as he stood up, facing her, “I cannot stress how much I urge you to not-”

“Not play games with Professor Snape, hm?” She finished his sentence for him, her head now tilted upward as he towered over her.

“Let… me… finish,” He emphasised each word more than the last, gritting his teeth.

“Oh, I know how you like to finish, Professor…” Her lips curled into a smirk, “In my mouth.”

Snape’s throat suddenly became very dry and he hoped his face didn't look as warm as it felt. His hands both balled into fists and he struggled with how to respond, blinking hard as his mind helplessly transported itself back to that night. When he dared to look at her again, this wasn't helped by her saying,

“I can still feel the marks of your fingers on the back of my neck…” As she reached over one of her shoulders and lightly rubbed her fingertips back and forth over the red raised skin on her neck that his frantic fingers had caused whilst trying to hold her head in place that night.

“I… did not…” He cleared his throat sheepishly, trying to push down the knowing that her words’ effect would very soon show itself in his trousers, “D-Did not invite you in here to… to make mockery of me… in my own classroom…” It was as if trying to string a sentence together was suddenly a huge task.

“And, yet, you do not ask me to leave… Severus.” She spoke in a tauntingly seductive tone.

Though the way she had spoken would've made anything sound appealing, it was her calling him by his name that caught him off guard. Not once had she ever addressed him as anything other than ‘Professor Snape’ or just simply ‘Professor’, not even during that night. He didn't know if it was the shock of her calling him by his name and the knowing that she would be slightly afraid of how he would react to not being addressed by his usual title, or whether it was the intimacy of her now speaking to him on first name basis — something only those who he really let in would do in confidence.

His lips were still parted in brief shock as their eyes met again and he felt his heartbeat throb in his throat, urging him to respond to her new daring confidence of calling him by his name for the first time. He raised one of his large hands and cupped her cheek in it, both of them now as eager as each other for their lips to be pressed together.

“Do not think I forget how you pleaded,” She breathed against his lips, now standing on her tiptoes and placing her hands against his chest to secure herself in order to deliver a more firm kiss to his lips, “How you begged, Severus.”

“Watch your mouth.” Severus snarled against her lips, kissing her harder.

“What, watch my mouth now?” She asked in between kisses, “Or when it's filled with your cock?”

Severus felt a shiver down his spine and into the pit of his stomach. His cock jolted in his trousers, earning a shaky breath from his lips. Both of their eyes opened briefly, but the look on Severus’ face took Eleanor’s breath from her completely; she had never seen such want mixed with such a furious expression. Before she even had chance to question what was on his mind, it was soon answered for her when his lips crashed back down on hers at the same time his hands gripped her hips.

“Oh…” She gasped but it was barely audible, hearing a load of clattering on the floor whilst eagerly kissing him back and then quite literally allowing him to sweep her off her feet and place her on his desk.

Once upon it, arms snaked around his neck, it became rather apparent that he had swept all of his marked and unmarked books to the floor in one desperate motion. His hands switched to her thighs and he lifted them up, gesturing for her to hook them around his waist as they devoured one another’s lips.

“Mm.. are you sure you don’t want me on my knees again, Severus?” She spoke quickly in between kisses, her fingers tangled in his black hair whilst his were frantically trying to grab at the buttons of his trousers.

“No,” He answered almost immediately, popping the button and pulling down the zipper of his trousers desperately and inhaling shakily against her lips, “I’m going to fuck- you- senseless,” He emphasised each word with a harder kiss to her lips each time and then speaking lowly against them, “I suppose you’ve earned it.”

“Oh, earned it, have I?” Eleanor grinned, lightly grazing her fingernails against the nape of his neck and kissing him with parted lips as he began to whimper into her mouth, “Is this what a girl has to do to ‘earn’ Severus Snape’s cock?” She dug her nails in a little harder, “Just suck him off a few times?”

“That’s certainly a good start, Princess.” Severus growled against her lips, reaching under the hem of her skirt and tearing her underwear down her legs as their tongues tangled.

“I’m no fucking Princess, Severus.” Eleanor tugged at his bottom lip and dipped her hands into the front of his open trousers, repeatedly caressing her fingertips back and forth over his hardened length straining against the material of his boxers.

Severus hissed from the feeling and narrowed his eyebrows, already feeling precum seeping into the material as Eleanor practically jerked him off through them with the pressure she was now applying with her palm. If this had been the first time they had ever gotten intimate with each other, that would have been enough to get him off completely, and he hated that she was aware of that, too. Now he had built somewhat of a resilience to her touch, mainly her lips, causing him to last more than all of three pathetic seconds. Still, he didn't quite fancy his chances with the aroused state she had managed to get him in, in impressive timing.

“Enough.” He spoke lowly, pushing his own hand now between her legs, “In my classroom, you are whatever I say you are.”

Eleanor’s hand returned to her side and her legs parted more the higher his hand traveled, eventually gasping when she felt his fingertips lightly brush against her. She instinctively leaned up to press another kiss to his lips, purring against them as he continued to circle his fingertips.

“That’s right…” He whispered against her lips, “Just because I haven’t fucked you yet, doesn't mean this doesn't belong to me.”

“Fuck… me, Severus.” She gasped shakily, wrapping her legs around him and trying to bring him closer with her heels against his bottom. One of his fingers pushed inside her and curled each time she pleaded for him, making him smirk against her lips when she began to moan.

Without barely a second thought, he removed his hand completely and pushed her legs further apart, fumbling in the crotch of his underwear before thrusting himself forward in one, heavy motion. Eleanor gasped in pleasure and Severus gritted his teeth, exhaling shakily as he repositioned his hands on her thighs. Their eyes met for a brief moment before their lips smacked back together, desperately kissing one another as his desk began to move beneath them from his movements.

“Fuck, how do you feel even bigger than you do in my mouth…” She breathed against his lips, tangling her fingers in his hair.

Severus didn't answer. Instead, he bit down on her bottom lip harshly and earned a small squeal, speeding up his thrusts as he gripped onto her thighs harder. He pulled her a little further off the edge of the desk and moaned against her lips from the feeling of her legs tightening around him.

“Wh… where are we going?!” She gasped when she felt Severus lift her, now holding her around him as he spun them both around, “What’s this, a change of scenery from your desk to your board?” She asked through a muffled laugh as her back thudded against the display board fixed to the wall at the side of his desk.

“If you’re not a Princess, then don't expect to be fucking treat like one.” He grunted, pinning her against the board with his hips as his arms secured themselves around her.

“Mm.. yes, Professor.” Eleanor grinned and snaked her arms around his neck.

Her lips gradually parted as Severus’ relentless hips continued to slam upward against hers, her head falling slightly and her lips landing upon his neck. She suckled on the skin briefly before breaking the contact to gasp in pleasure from the impressive motions of Severus’ somewhat questionably inexperienced hips.

“Christ, if I’d have known you’d be this good to fuck, I'd have done it weeks ago…” Severus grumbled, feeling his cock pulsating in delight with each movement.

“Too much time spent with your cock in my mouth, hm?” She teased him, lifting her head so she could kiss his lips.

“I…” Severus swallowed hard, the images of her knelt in front of him now flooding his brain.

“This mouth?” She kissed him again, “How does it feel to kiss the mouth that has contained your cock so many times, hm?”

“Sh—Shut up.” He grunted.

“Do my lips taste of—”

“I said…” Severus butted in, inhaling sharply though clenched teeth. Though, he did think about it, only for a short while before their lips were pressed against one another again, “Shut. Up.”

Eleanor began to rock her hips down against his, creating a slight banging noise against the wall as the board behind her began to hit against it with each movement. The beads of sweat began to gather upon Severus’ forehead as they continued to kiss and moan in sync, surprising Eleanor at how quickly her orgasm began to approach. Unaware of how close Severus was, she squeezed her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his bottom and urging for him to keep going, as if her world would stop if he did.

“O-Oh, Prof…” Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she squeezed them shut, “Severus!” She half cried out in pleasure as her climax fell victim to his thrusts before he clasped a hand across her mouth in an attempt to quieten her, “Sev, Sev, Sev…”

“Mm… yes?” He asked wearily, pressing their lips together but growing dizzy from his own orgasm fast approaching and Eleanor continuing to address and moan at him by his first name certainly not helping.

“Do you enjoy the taste of your own cock against my lips?” She asked, smirking tauntingly against his lips.

Severus broke the kiss immediately and pulled back, now pressing his lips so tightly together that they turned white. He stopped moving his hips, careless of whether he was cutting the ride of her orgasm short, and unhooked her legs from around his waist, making her feet land back on the floor.

“On your knees,” He glared darkly, “Now.”

“Severus…” Eleanor inhaled shakily, her eyes daring to look up into his black ones.

“Knees.” He terrifyingly emphasised it this time, grumbling under his breath, “I want to cum.”

Eleanor nodded quickly and began to kneel in front of him, almost afraid that she would reach her orgasm again just from the way he was speaking to her. She fluttered her eyelashes innocently and parted her lips, flattening her tongue for him as their eyes met. Severus stepped closer to her and cleared his throat, glancing down at his angrily red length still glistening with the remanence of Eleanor’s orgasm, also a droplet of precum threatening to drip from the tip and land upon her tongue.

“Good girl,” Severus exhaled deeply once Eleanor had leaned forward to push the tip of his cock into her mouth, gently suckling on the head tenderly whilst making sure to massage her tongue against the underside.

“Mm, mm…” She made soft noises each time more pushed into her mouth, feeling his hands beginning to entangle themselves in her hair.

Severus’ head gradually tilted back more and more as his length slipped further into her mouth and he gripped her hair slightly tighter when the tip of his length touched the back of her throat. Eleanor raised one of her hands and wrapped it around the base of his cock, starting to bob her head back and forth over him and following the movements of her head with her fist.

“Now…” Severus exhaled shakily, trying to talk through the moan taunting his lips, “I ask you a similar question, you little brat…” He felt his breath hitch from her actions, “Do you enjoy the taste of my cock with you splattered all over it?”

Before Eleanor even had a chance to reply, he swatted her hand away from him and firmed his grip on her head. Eleanor gazed up at him with a willing expression and tightened her lips around him, the head of his length now lingering in her mouth as she teasingly traced the tip of her tongue back and forth over the leaking slit. That bolt of pleasure was enough for Severus to begin thrusting himself back and forth into her mouth, throwing his head back with painfully quiet shouts of bliss; afraid he would bring too much attention to his classroom if he did so, but unsure how long he could keep himself quiet. One of his hands slipped to the back of her neck and his fingertips began to re-raise the reddened lines on the back of her neck again.

“Fuck, fucking… fuck,” He grunted, his hair covering his face now as it whipped in time with his thrusts, “Agh!”

Eleanor’s eyes began to water from the force of his hips and the constant bounce of the tip against the back of her throat each time. Thankfully, she was used to his liking of her mouth, so his size wasn't that much of a surprise.

His hands began to tremble, hers now pressed against his thighs to keep herself still, and he felt the all-too-familiar warmth in his stomach rapidly begin to rise. His moans caught in his throat and he suddenly stopped his hips, leaving only the head of his cock in her mouth again and weakly gesturing down to her;

“Fu… fucking make me cum…” He could barely speak, his toes already curling in his shoes in anticipation.

Eleanor immediately obeyed his command as if it was second nature at this point and began to suck on the head whilst her hand frantically pumped up and down his entire length. It wasn't long before his cries of, “Oh, oh, oh-!” quickly developed into sticky warmth landing on her now flat tongue. She gazed up at him with heavy eyes and watched as his face screwed up in pleasure, hands shaking madly in her hair as he struggled to grip onto anything from the ecstasy now coursing through him.

“E-Eleanor, ugh!” He whimpered, now stumbling back slightly and catching himself with his hands weakly gripping the edge of his desk.

“Mmmh…” Eleanor gradually slowed down the movements of her fist but continued to wiggle her tongue against the sensitive ridge, making him twitch madly from the sensitivity of it.

“I-If I open my eyes and find that you have not had the decency to swallow what you caused, I shall have to put a stop to these… encounters.” He spoke still out of breath, leaning back against the desk as his heavy eyes opened.

He was met with the sight of Eleanor still on her knees and licking her lips before they settled into a proud grin, their eyes meeting. The sight alone sent a shiver down Severus’ spine, and he feared his cock would never soften if that image was forever in his mind.

“I hope this has allowed the encounters to continue, then.” She bit her lip, getting to her feet.

“It does make my dinner hour go rather quickly, and my students’ markings may suffer, but…” He sighed softly, watching as she stood.

Eleanor began to nonchalantly tuck him back into his underwear and fasten up his trousers, arching a brow as she looked up at him again, “But?”

“I suppose I can make an acceptation for something like this to take place again.” He replied in a calm tone, trying to ignore the feeling of her hands upon him still and trying to distract himself by looking at the time, “But, I am afraid I am going to have to ask yourself to leave my classroom… for now, at least.”

“Don’t strain yourself, Professor…” Eleanor jokingly rolled her eyes and fixed her dress properly, walking over to the door, “It is not good for a man of your age.” She giggled.

“Actually…” Severus spoke, his footsteps evidently close behind her and making her silently fear a loud verbal repercussion of her daring words. She stopped at the door and turned around to face him, raising her eyebrows, “Drop ‘Professor’. I liked it when you called me ‘Severus’.” He admitted.

“Oh?” Eleanor smirked, “I couldn't tell.” She spoke sarcastically.

“I would tell you to watch your mouth, Miss Eleanor, but I am actually rather fond of doing that myself.” He swallowed hard, his lip twitching.

“Mm…” She grinned, placing her hand on the door handle, “Have a good rest of your day.”

“And you, too.” Severus nodded.

“In fact, one more thing…” Eleanor quickly turned around and bent down, picking up the torn underwear that had been carelessly tossed to the floor from before and then standing up straight again. Severus’ eyes narrowed and his breathing suddenly quivered when he felt her finger push into the waistband of his trousers, then underwear, pulling it away from his skin slightly and tucking her underwear into the front of them, “This way, I can always be wrapped around your cock… Severus.” She spoke in a seductively smooth tone, quickly pecking his lips.

Severus barely had time to take a breath before she had left his classroom, let alone form a response. Instead, he watched her leave from the doorway; once again on his own, once again counting down the seconds until their next encounter, and once again visibly aroused.

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[legilimens-library]

*Severus and Y/N are lying in bed for the night*

Y/N: *rolls over and pokes Severus’ back* Hey, are you awake?

Severus: *grumbling under his breath* No

Y/N: Come on, this is important.

Severus: *rolls over to face them* Fine, what is it?

Y/N: *kisses him* I love you

Severus: Lucky me…now go to fucking sleep.

[turvi]

Rumors -2

WARNING: MESSY TIMELINE. DOES NOT FOLLOW CANON. CURSE WORDS, INJURIES

Part 1

Her eyes were trained on him. The chaos around her starts to fade as usual when she sees him look at her. Now that he knows how she feels there is a different kind of intensity in his eyes. It is like the world around her doesn't exist. The usual noise of James and Sirius chattering dulls as she studies his face. There may be a lot of distance between them physically but the way Severus and Y/n look at each other feels more intimate than the act of intimacy.

Their spell is broken at the sound of James cackling. Y/n gulps taking deep breath. Feeling as if Severus just saw every inch of her soul, Merlin she never felt this vulnerable but it feels so good.

Y/n clenched her jaw as she saw fellow Gryffindor students pointed at Severus and giggling. "He deserves it" she looks at the source of voice. James in his true fashion looked smug, as if he truly believes what he says. Y/n looks back to find an empty spot where he was sitting she takes one last bite of her cold breakfast and gets up.

"hey where are you going?" Sirius asked with a smirk that is ever- present on his face. Y/n shrugged her shoulder "nowhere specific, the weather is lovely might as well take a walk".

Before Sirius could speak again Y/n quickly walks and rushes out of the Great Hall.

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Potions is a rather difficult class for Y/n, not because she has difficulty making potions but because she often gets distracted by Severus' hands. While trying to remember how many times she has to stir the potion her eyes would wander and study how gracefully and expertly Severus chops the ingredients.

Even Y/n does not understand how she finds beauty in what the world has deemed to be ruined and damned but one glance at his face and her heart throbs at the way the sun creates shadow on his face, the way she can spot a few freckles on his nose and kiss each of them.

"....L/n"

Y/n is pulled out of her daze by Slughorn's booming voice. She tensed up as she saw him checking her potion "Hmm there is still some room for improvement but well done...you certainly have improved in your potions. Not the best like Evan's potion but well done"

"Well... as long as I am not failing," Y/n thinks. But her thoughts are interrupted again when she feels like she is being watched. She tries to ignore it but ultimately looks around the class to find Severus staring at her. The students start to murmur as they catch him staring at her, looking at Y/n in pity, already creating stories about how the disgusting monster is plotting to prey on the sweet Y/n.

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A few days passed but for Y/n it felt like the days were blending. After that conversation, Severus has not spoken to her and truthfully after her experience with other boys she did not expect much, how would you expect Severus to feel for Y/n like he feels for Lily. Maybe it is her destiny to love Severus and watch him love Lily. Maybe in the next lifetime, she will experience how it feels to be loved by Severus Snape.

Y/n's best friend Carol watched her continue loving one man who has loved only one girl and she could not take her best friend long for the man that could never be hers. "Y/n don't you get it, he is an obsessive creep he will never love you back."

Y/n sighs "Carol...you cannot control your feelings. I let him know my feelings if he doesn't reciprocate that is fate but don't tell me not to love him...I cannot do that." Her voice cracks, she does not understand how she can feel so deeply for someone so damned.

Carol declares defeat with a sigh. She feels Y/n is digging her own grave, as loving Severus Snape could only result in pain and agony. She thinks Y/n is naive, but Y/n knows Severus Snape could ruin her with just one look at her. She only wants to give him one chance to show his true side, show her who Severus Snape truly is and that day approached soon.

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The weather has always been gloomy here in Hogwarts, it is so rare to see even a sight of the sun. Yet somehow Y/n felt unease in her chest when she saw thunder clapping outside the window, ignoring the usual chattering of her cousin and his friends until she heard "we leave immediately after dinner."

Y/n immediately turns around to face James "wait wait go where where....go why?"

James sighs dramatically, putting his hand on his chest. "Ah, my little cousin does care about me." Y/n rolls her eyes. "Don't be silly. What are you up to now?" Ever since she has known her cousin she has seen a smirk on his face and she has learned one thing- he is up to no good. His teenage boy brain always trying to find the adrenaline in low-grade pranks. "Well...we know that Snivellus is hanging around the wrong crowd like the evil git he is. We want to catch him and give him hell. He deserves it for calling Lily....mudblood"

Y/n bites her tongue. Don't say anything....don't say anything....don't say anything. "Well, what if this wrong crowd is with him, James? You know you are talking about death eaters...they are not your regular students who would back down with a simple Stupefy or something.". She is terrified, the dread in her chest only grows. Even if James can be annoying and plans to trouble Severus....he is going after something that could lead to a fate worse than death.

Sirius pats her head and it takes everything in her not to glare at him "y/nn we have been following him. We know his schedule. We will follow him to the Hogsmeade and get him... before he meets the death eater." Sirius lets out a chuckle as if this is hilarious "he will be in such a state even those guys will see what a weak boy he is."

James chimes in laughing even louder "he will piss in his pants." Y/n grits her teeth. The cackles of the boys make her shiver, she desperately looks at Remus who as always... looks away. "James please..." she interrupted their moment of joy, James looked at her, pride filling his chest as he responded, "come on then".

The marauders step out and the thundering only gets more aggressive...almost as if warning about the danger that looms over the group. With every step they take fear starts to consume her heart. Y/n cannot decide who she fears more- the marauders or the death eaters, but she has one goal clear in her head...save Severus.

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The marauders stay hidden in the shadows, waiting for Snape, but they can't even spot the dungeon bat's shadow. The speed of the wind picked up as the group's eyes focused on the street leading to Hogsmeade. Y/n crossed her fingers silently, wishing Severus would not come. Then immediately, Peter spoke up, pointing towards the High Street: "We should look there."

"Wait...why do you think we should specifically look there? We will be easily spotted" Y/n pointed out, only to be shushed by her cousin. This is not good. "James, please let's go...look, even the weather is getting worse."

"Sweetheart relax...we just want to make Snivellus piss in his pants...we can deal with some death eaters" Sirius responds giving Y/n his charming toothy smile which made Y/n grit her teeth. Oh, how Sirius was wrong. As everyone ran towards the High Street, her eyes frantically looked for Severus, now a different fear started to consume Y/n. Where is Severus?

Before anyone even had a moment to take in their surroundings they were suddenly targets of spells coming out from the wands of death eaters that were approaching them. Remus and Y/n immediately take charge as Sirius and James find their bearings. As she casts Protego, Remus looks back at the two "where is Peter?" Before they can speak up one of the death eaters strikes Y/n with an Expelliarmus immediately breaking their shield "no time we have to hide".

James shrieks as he gets hit with a spell on his shoulder, making him bleed, Sirius immediately picks him up as he also strikes spells trying to keep the death eaters away.

"Crap they blocked the only way we can go back" Remus nervously looks at the 3 death eaters that were coming towards the group. Y/n whispers "lets go towards the Cemetery we'll figure a way out". Remus puts another Protego as they run away from death eaters. Adrenaline pumped through her veins as she and Remus casted spells defending themselves from the death eaters that were closing in...Peter still nowhere to be seen and as the rain starts to get heavier it became more difficult to navigate the alleyways.

Y/n yelps and stumbles as she gets hit on her leg, Remus slows down but she pushed him as she tries to run "don't stop just keep running". She winces as she tries to run. The boys run quicker than her and she realized she has a lot of ground to cover when suddenly she gets hit again that made her fall.

She picks her wand immediately to defend herself but gets hit with another spell that made her drop her wand. Y/n's heart rate spikes up as the death eaters walk closer to her. She tries to get up but her wounds make her cry in pain. As they walk closer she immediately grabs her wand again casts a stupefy and limps towards a dark alley. She looks back and groans as she saw the death eaters running after her again but as she turned around she bumped into someone. Her eyes widen as she saw the death eaters standing in front of her as soon as she raised her wand he gripped her wrist and turned her around, pulling her towards his chest. In that moment Y/n knew she was going to die. But to her surprise this death eater—quite skillfully disarms the death eaters, and casts the obliviate spell on him.

Wait his voice sounds familiar. Before she gets to wrack her brain the death eater picks her up bridal style and they vanish amongst a black cloud before the other death eaters could come to their senses.

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She feels like her head is spinning when they finally reach somewhere. Y/n looks around and it looks like a very old house . The scent of herbs oddly makes her feel safer even though right now she is in the arms of a strange death eater.

The death eater gently takes her to his bathroom and seated her on a stool. Y/n's eyes follows his move carefully. As soon he points his wand towards her she points her wand towards his.

"That is of no use you silly woman. I was able to disarm 3 very skilled death eaters in one move...what makes you think I cannot do the same to you"

Severus.

Y/n tries her best not to smile... cursing her stupid heart. After all what he said was also a bit insulting. She lowers her wand. "I think I did quite well". At that Severus furiously took his mask off. "What were you thinking coming there with those idiots...do you have any idea what would have happened to you if those bastards got their hands on you?"

Y/n huffed. Even if the sight of this man makes her heart flutter he has a mouth full of insults that makes her grind her teeth. In that moment of silence her brain has awfully reminded her that this is the first time she is talking to Severus after that day she confessed her feelings for him. As Severus casted a healing spell on her wounds one thing was clear in her head. She does not regret her words.

"Are you going to tell me what you were doing there or are you going to sit there like a statue"?

Y/n fiddled her fingers as she quietly spoke "they were planning to pull another nasty prank on you. I couldn't just sit there. I came along so that I could somehow...help you get away from them"

"Clearly, I didn't need your help," Severus growled as he looked into her eyes, which were trying their best not to shed a tear. Does he hate her that much? Y/n looks away from his eyes only to feel his cold finger under her chin, which makes her look back towards him. "Y/n...if James would have hurt me...beat me till I was unconscious I would have been able to tolerate that but...but if something would have happened to you...I would not have been able to live with myself."

Y/n gulps, her heart beats so loudly she fears it might be the only sound echoing in the house. She felt a shiver up her spine as she felt his cold finger slowly make its way from her chin to her throat "I can't help but fear what would have happened to you if I came even a second late...I cannot even begin to forgive myself for the injuries you have sustained right now".

Her pulse quickened as Severus wrapped his hand gently around her throat "you are insane if you still want to love me because this...the double life, the death eaters...this is a part of my life in such a way even if I try I will not be able to detach myself from it...if you get involved with me...you get involved with this".

"I love you....so much" Y/n's voice wavered as his thumb rubbed her throat. Severus groaned "you are so stubborn". Y/n gasped as Severus finally closed the gap between them and kissed her, chasing the taste of rain on her lips. At that moment Y/n forgot all about her pain, about how James might react, about how cold she was right now and could only focus on how Severus tastes. Despite the pain in her body, her hand flew to his hair, letting Severus in between her legs and rendering her speechless.

Severus pulls away from her lips with a wet pop and it takes her a few minutes before she can open her eyes. As she does, she looks at him fondly, her eyes not able to look away from the supposed damned boy that stood in front of her, his hand still wrapped around her throat. She can't help but let out a whimper as Severus in his baritone voice whispers a soft promise in her ear, sealing it with another passionate kiss on her lips that made her knees weak.

I love you so much...I will protect you until my last breath, love. I promise.

A/N: Sorry this was late I got a part-time job now. IF YOU LIKE THIS REBLOG AND COMMENTS PLEASE. If you want your tag removed you can send a message

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[ms-snape]

Tender Moments(severus snape x professor!reader)

request: so that person asked for professor!reader x snape jsut being super cute and omestic and tender, I couldn't find the request anymore sorry but if the person that asked about it read this please tell me u did in comment

Word count: 1115

Masterlist

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The sun dipped low over the turrets of Hogwarts, casting long shadows across the grounds. Inside the stone walls, the flickering fire in the staff room offered a warm glow against the encroaching evening chill. Y/N, a professor of Herbology, had just finished grading a stack of papers that now lay scattered across her desk like fallen leaves. She stretched, letting out a breathy sigh, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was nearly time for dinner, but more importantly, it was nearly time to see Severus.

“Just a few more minutes,” she murmured to herself, running her fingers through her hair. The thought of Severus always made her smile. Their relationship had blossomed in the most unexpected way—two souls drawn together in the shadows of the castle, finding light in each other.

The heavy oak door creaked open, and in walked Severus Snape, his robes billowing slightly as he entered. The moment their eyes met, a spark ignited in the air between them, and Y/N felt her heart race.

“Y/N,” he said, his voice low and smooth, “you’re still here?”

“Of course I am,” she replied, trying to suppress the grin that tugged at her lips. “I was waiting for you.”

Severus raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in his dark eyes. “Waiting for me, or waiting for dinner?”

“Both, I suppose,” she laughed softly, letting the warmth of his presence envelop her like a favorite blanket.

He stepped closer, and she could smell the faint, familiar scent of potions and herbs on him, mixed with a hint of something uniquely Severus. “You should know that waiting for you is always worth it,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper.

Her breath caught in her throat. “You say the sweetest things,” she replied, tilting her head slightly to meet his gaze.

With a gentle sweep of his hand, he brushed a stray hair behind her ear. “It’s the truth.”

Y/N felt her cheeks heat up as she leaned into his touch, feeling safe and cherished in this small moment. The fire crackled, snapping gently in the background, creating a cozy rhythm that matched the quickening beats of her heart.

“Shall we join the others for dinner?” Severus asked, his tone shifting slightly as he stepped back, breaking the momentary bubble they had created.

“Not just yet.” Y/N took a step closer, her fingers brushing against his. “I want a moment with you first.”

Severus hesitated, then nodded, a rare softness in his expression. “Very well.”

She led him to a nearby armchair, inviting him to sit. He settled down with a slight sigh, and she nestled beside him, resting her head against his shoulder. The warmth of his body radiated against her, and she closed her eyes, savoring the comfort of his presence.

“Tell me about your day,” he prompted, his voice rumbling gently.

“Well, I had an amusing encounter with a particularly stubborn Venomous Tentacula,” she began, recalling the chaotic scene earlier that afternoon. “It wouldn’t stop wriggling. I swear it was trying to escape my lesson plan.”

Severus chuckled, the sound deep and rich. “It seems you have your hands full,” he teased lightly.

“More than you know.” She laughed, the sound mingling with his, creating a warm harmony. “But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Teaching here is a dream.”

“And what about your dreams outside of teaching?” he asked, turning serious.

Y/N paused, glancing up at him. “You mean, like… our dreams?” she asked, a hint of vulnerability in her voice.

“Yes,” he said, searching her eyes. “What do you want?”

She hesitated, feeling the weight of the question. “I want… I want to create a life that feels warm and alive. I want to share it with someone who understands me.”

His gaze softened further, and he leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead. “You have that with me, Y/N. I hope you know that.”

The tenderness in his words made her heart swell. “I do, Severus,” she replied, her voice a mere whisper. “I just sometimes worry about what tomorrow may bring.”

“Tomorrow is not our concern right now,” he said firmly, yet gently, pulling back to look at her. “Let’s focus on today.”

“Agreed,” she smiled, feeling lighter. “What do you want to do then?”

“I want to enjoy this moment,” he said, leaning closer again. “And maybe…”

Before she could respond, he captured her lips with his, a sweet, lingering kiss that sent butterflies dancing through her stomach. The world around them faded, and all that existed was the warmth of his mouth on hers, the taste of warmth and familiarity.

When they finally pulled apart, she was breathless. “That was—”

“Perfect,” he finished, a smirk playing on the corners of his mouth.

Just then, the door swung open again, and in walked Minerva McGonagall, her expression shifting from surprise to amusement as she caught sight of the pair.

“Goodness,” she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of mock horror and genuine delight. “Am I interrupting something?”

Y/N’s cheeks flushed as she pulled back from Severus, who merely raised an eyebrow at his colleague. “Not at all, Minerva,” he said dryly, the corner of his mouth betraying a hint of a smile.

“Just having a… moment,” Y/N added, her embarrassment turning into laughter. “Nothing scandalous, I promise.”

“I’m sure,” Minerva replied, a twinkle in her eye. “But I must say, it’s lovely to see the two of you together. Hogwarts could use a bit of warmth now and then.”

“Indeed,” Severus said, his tone surprisingly accommodating. “And what brings you here, Minerva?”

“I came to fetch you both for dinner,” she said, stepping further into the room. “Albus has prepared quite a feast, and he’s rather insistent we all join him.”

“Lead the way,” Y/N said, standing up and offering her hand to Severus, who took it with a slight nod.

As they walked together, fingers intertwined, Minerva couldn’t help but glance back at them. “You two are positively glowing,” she remarked, her expression softening. “It’s good for you, Severus.”

“Don’t make such a fuss, Minerva,” he replied, though the slight flush on his cheeks gave him away.

“Just stating the truth,” she said lightly, guiding them down the stone corridors lined with portraits that watched them with interest. “And don’t think I haven’t noticed how you’ve transformed, Severus. Love does wonders for a person.”

Y/N squeezed his hand tighter, feeling a rush of warmth surge through her. “I think you’re right,” she said, looking up at Severus, who seemed to ponder her words.

“I suppose it does,” he conceded, a hint of a smile breaking through his usual stoic demeanor.

[run-clever-boy]

I’m here - Severus Snape

Severus Snape x Professor!Reader

Warnings: Crying, all fluff!

Word Count: 657

Summary: You are a young professor in love with Severus Snape. When everything gets to be too much, you break down and he comes to your aid.

It was dark in the library. You used to come here as a student to escape from the other students, you never felt like you really belonged in your house. Now as a teacher, you have made a few allies among your peers. 

One professor, despite how wrong you felt about it, held a special place in your heart. 

Severus was not as he appeared. He was caring and gentle, helped you when you needed it. He seemed to know exactly how to help you when you needed him most. With this past reputation of his, you knew that he would probably show up at any minute at your aid as you fled the great hall for the library in a hurry after dinner. 

You loved him, try as you might to ignore it you loved him more than the initial platonic feeling you had. He would show up in your dreams, daydreams, you couldn't get him out of your head. When he was around you tried to clear your mind, but to no avail. You were decent at occlumency, but he brought down your barriers.

The more you thought the more somber you became, and the less control over your emotion you had. You needed to get yourself together.

A single tear

Then another

And then another

Soon your emotions overcame you and you hid among the bookshelves sobbing into your robes. You weren't loud by any means, but your thoughts echoed in your head until you heard a voice in the void of blackness.

"Y/n? are you alright?" Severus' baritone voice shook you out of your sobbing state as you tried to straighten up and pretend like everything was fine. As your vision corrected out of its blurry setting you saw the professor kneeled down by your side with a deep look of concern.

"Yes, I- I'm alright" you said in a shaky voice. 

"No, you're not, what's the matter?" he said, it was calmer than his normal authoritative tone.

"I just got in my own head is all, I'll be alright" you said

"What about?" he questioned. You knew if you told him the real reason he would reject you, tell you that you were too young and that this was all stupid. Or would he? 

He placed a hand on your shoulder and shivers when up your spine. Every touch sent electricity through your body, every brush of a hand, every glance, every slight smile you could coerce out of him made you feel better.

"Severus I- I can't-"

"Yes, you can."

 He tilted your head up with a finger as his eyes looked deep into yours. Pleading you to tell him what was wrong. You had never seen him like this, he seemed so, delicate and careful. Like you were a vase he didn't want to break. 

"I-"

You paused.

"I what?" he said with growing concern.

"I love you, severus."

The words hung in the air, and you clung on them with everything you had. He looked at you with a calm sort of shock.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled under your breath as you stood up and tried to flee the library, but before you had the chance he stood up and grabbed your hand and spun you around and held you close to him, his finger lifting your chin to make your eyes meet once more. 

He hesitated, he wanted something, but you couldn't tell what. His eyes glanced from your lips to meet your gaze again. He looked behind him at the library door then pulled your face closer to his, his lips smashing against yours and in a crazed fit of passion. 

He held you there for what felt like so long then finally allowed breath between the two of you. He pulled you close to his chest and held you there, just enjoying the silence.

"I love you too, I always have" he whispered gently.

"Always"

[deepperplexity]

Prompt 24: Christmas Party [OS]

Pairing: Snape x GN!Muggle!Reader

POV: Third, Snape

Setting: Snape lives AU, set many, many years after the Second Wizarding War and life has been kind to Severus at last — with you by his side.

A/N: It’s Christmas Eve darlings! Merry Christmas! 😍🎄✨ We’re in full swing with the celebrations and with the in-laws visiting it’s quite nice. For those who don’t know me, my husband is from Hong Kong and so we have quite different cultures, language barriers (no shared language despite having many languages between us) etc in our family but we always end up having such a great time 🥰

I wish you all the best holiday and I hope next year will be amazing! Let’s end this year’s Rickmas with some Old-Happy-Snape 😍❤

Tags/TW’s: Fluff, Cuteness, Snape Lives, Old Snape, Love, Kissing, Hugging, Comfort, Happiness, Domestic Fluff, HAPPY SNAPE, COMFORT READ

Word Count: 1.1k

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Christmas Party

There was little to do for him. You always sorted everything needed, with a smile so bright and a warmth so strong he would never have enough of it. Each year, as if it were a magical law, you turned into an energetic ball of joy with a need to decorate every surface of the little house he had come to feel at home in — a feeling he never expected to experience. It had been years of this warmth now, years of having a bright home and that odd feeling in his gut that came with complete relaxation.

It was all you, of course. It had nothing to do with the cosy kitchen where your favourite mug and his stood side by side next to the kettle. It had little to do with the fireplace of natural stone dressed in garlands and two stockings with his and your name hand-stitched into the white fabric in the living room. There was nothing special about the bedroom with the hand-sewn quilt of fabrics procured during all your travels around the world. Not even the cute covered porch with the hanging swing big enough for two to sit and watch the marvellous sunsets during chilly spring evenings had anything to do with it.

It was you. Just you. He could live in a shack at the edge of the world and you’d make it wonderful, he was certain of it. You were magical. A muggle, sure, but more magical than any spell or incantation could ever hope to be.

“Severus! Where are you, love?” you called and he could not help but smile as he put down his book and got out of the comfortable chair of worn-out leather. “The study,” he said, his voice carrying through the house despite it not being loud. You poked your head in with that bright smile and those warm eyes. “Cheeky, love. Come on, they’ll all arrive soon.” “On my way,” he said while you disappeared, your quick steps sounding out through the house while he moved a bit slower.

He stretched out his back, two pops going off before he rolled his shoulders once. He was no spring boy anymore, and time had not been kind to his body — but you seemed to love it as much today as you had all those years ago. That was all that mattered.

He drew a deep breath, not fearing what was to come as he had done for the first decade by your side. Now he knew better. He was better. Again, it was all your handiwork. So, as he walked through the narrow hallway from one end of the house to the other he found his steps to be light and the warmth of the house felt comfortable rather than stifling as it had done all those years ago when life had been dark and he had been broken.

“Can you get the ice chocolate and the fudge from the fridge?” you asked as he entered the kitchen. “The red or green bowls?” he asked as he grabbed the sweets. You looked over your shoulder at him, a little flour on your nose and the amazing smile had gone even wider. “The red ones, I think the green ones for the gingerbread and candy canes.” He nodded. “Certainly. You know best, sweetheart.” You giggled. “Again.” He harrumphed but obliged. “Sweetheart." “Onnnne more time?” you asked, your eyes warming as you’d stopped whisking whatever was in the bowl before you. “Sweetheart,” he said, not wavering in his gaze hooked to yours. “I love you.” You smiled softly all of a sudden and his heart stuttered.

He sat the sweets down, walking up to you. He grabbed at your waist and pulled you close before whispering into your ear. “I love you beyond all things.” “Sev.” “Mmh, my sweetheart…” he murmured before kissing your cheek that was all warm against his lips. “You’re a wonder, each year—” The doorbell rang and interrupted him. “They’re here!” you called out and he chuckled as you scrambled out of the apron, revealing how perfectly dressed you were in greens and silver. He grabbed your wrist before you bolted. “Flour,” he said before brushing it off your nose.

You leaned up and kissed him quickly with all the love in the world shining in your eyes. Then you nearly ran to the door while he walked slowly out of the kitchen just as jolly voices rang through the house in a cacophony of wishes for Happy Holidays and Merry Christmases. It made him smile hearing his in-laws and friends be so happy to enter his home for a Christmas party. Never had he imagined he’d ever have anything the likes of his current life. But, with you, he had all the things he’d thought impossible — despite the differences and difficulties the two of you had gone through at first it had all been worth it.

He chuckled to himself as he entered the hallway. You were in full swing with gathering everyone's coats, hats, scarves, and gloves. You were more of a clothing pile on legs at that moment than a human. He drew out his wand and flicked it, lifting the burden from you and hanging it all up. “Oh, thank you, love,” you said with a chuckle as he nodded. “Now, can we all gather in the living room for some toddy and sweets that would be great,” you said loudly while the general noise of twelve people in the tiny hallway made it quite hard to hear.

Everyone greeted him warmly, happily, before moving through the house and into the soon-to-be packed living room while you brought up the rear end. “This will be wonderful, love,” you said, giving him a quick hug and kiss. “You make everything wonderful,” he said before releasing you. You blew a raspberry. “Sev, love, you make me who I am,” you said — something you had told him several times but it would probably be the one thing he would never fully understand.

“Then I shall keep doing whatever it is I am doing, sweetheart,” he murmured before stealing another quick kiss before the both of you moved to the living room and all the happy guests who wished to spend Christmas Eve with the two of you every year. I am blessed, he thought and you stopped just beyond the threshold — forcing him to do the same. “You deserve this, Sev.” He glanced down at you. “What?” “You think you’re blessed, but you’ve done all the work to get here. You deserve this, so, smile and enjoy it with me?”

That you knew him so well only added to the warmth. He leaned forward, kissing your temple gently. “Every day, sweetheart. Every. single. day, he murmured with that low tone you seemed to adore so much. And, indeed, your eyes warmed further and there was nowhere in the world he’d rather be than right there in the chaos of a loud Christmas party with you by his side...

The end of Rickmas 2024... Thank you for this year, darlings!

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A/N: HE DESERVES ALL THE HAPPINESS! 😭👏🎄✨❤

Merry Christmas darlings! I hope you've had a wonderful time this December and that you're all warm on the inside with this last fic of Rickmas 2024 ❤❤❤

I can barely wrap my head around having been able to post every day for Rickmas this year without missing a single day, and it's ended up at a total 69k word count in the end - holy moly 👀😅

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The Mahoutokoro DADA Professor (Part One)

(Severus Snape x Reader)

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Part one, Part Two

(gif ain't mine > idk I saw it one day and saved it then forgot... But it's not mine :"3)

✨Pure fluff, maybe a lil angst heh dunno XD and a tad full of sarcasm✨

🐧AH! Suddenly had an idea to write a character where she's from an asian country and Snape is just so intrigued and annoyed by her XD. Enjoy my imaginations (didn't use grammarly on this one so it might have some grammar errors pls be kind :"3)

OH also I was inspired to write this with that one shot I dont remembor :"3 please dm me if you whoever wrote this somewhat the same trope sees or reads this, so I can tag you or maybe remove it if you request so🐧

Now enjoy ^^

Part one, Part Two

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As Hogwarts came to another start, Severus Snape found himself sitted once again in the great hall with the insufferable children in front of him.

The war has ended, and two years have passed since his close call with death. He wished it had ended that way, though; he really has no clue what faith has put in on him again.

Nothing out of the ordinary has changed in two years, except well the dark lord being defeated and him being awarded the Merlins honor for his sacrifices, along with the Pince riches and manor named after him. He scowled at that house, and he couldn't fathom the idea of living in it, so he stayed in his humble home at the end of Spinners End.

There was a new addition to the staff, though. Professor Y/N/L, you teach the subject he has been eyeing for quite some time now, DADA.

McGonagall hired you last year, with recommendations from Hermoine of course. She has placed good words for you, complimenting how you had helped her with advocating elf rights and how you have helped Harry in defeating scoundrels of the wizarding world as an auror.

There was something unique about you, too. You didn't graduate from Hogwarts like Hermoine or Harry; you graduated from the far east. To be exact you graduated with golden robes from Mahoutokoro Wizarding School Japan.

Everyone was giddy when McGonagall introduced you in the great hall. You were wearing your golden robes, depicting your Mahoutokoro origin. You probably were the same age as Severus (having graduated from Mahoutokoro in 1971, a year early due to your exceptional skills). Severus was the least giddy, though; he despised the fact you took the spot to his dream position.

He took your presence as a challenge, and he cannot wait to embarrass you in front of the students if you ever asked for a sample duel.

And that day did came.

On October 2, 2000, you knocked on his classroom door in the middle of his potions class. You slowly peeked your head at his dungeon door and smiled at him.

Oh, how he despised your bright smile.

"Hello, Professor Snape, " you greeted as you kept your body behind the door.

Severus raised a brow and enveloped himself with his black robe. "Professor Y/L, what a pleasure to have your presence," his voice like a hoarse rumble of thunder. Nagini's bite wasn't too kind to him after the years. It pains him to speak, but he has gotten used to it now.

"Well..." you muttered under your breath as you entered his classroom. The eyes of his students are on you but are back on their cauldrons as soon as Severus slams a notebook to one table.

"Is it alright to ask you to come with me for a sample duel?" the words rolled out your mouth, startled by the sudden burst of noise that echoed throughout room.

Severus smirked slightly. 'It was his time to shine,' he thought as he pulled his sleeves up and crossed his arms. "I suppose after class?"

You nodded with a smile and gave him the details of what time the duel would be held before thanking him as you left.

Severus curtly nods at you, a welcome, I suppose, or more of a thank you. As soon as you left, he swiftly turned around and walked straight to his desk. Severus had a genuine smile plastered on his face, his thoughts running wild on how he could embarrass you infront of your students. He felt victorious even with his thoughts.

Some of his students saw this smile and were terrified by it. He's gone mad.

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Severus was in disbelief. Shocked, totaled, bamboozled, whatever it is you name that depicts a man who just lost his wits AND WAND!

He stood there dumbfounded as you gripped his wand with your hand.

You hit him with a successful expelliarmus at what felt like 2 minutes of exchanging spells!

"Now, children, expelliarmus is a spell you do to take an opponent's wand. Using it wisely, along with other spells exchanged by me and Professor Snape, is one way to win a duel or to pass your OWLS and NEWTS," you exclaimed, walking towards Severus and handing him his wand.

You called out names of students to watch them duel. Severus walked down the duel table, his demeanor unchanged and cold, but his insides were in turmoil. He had just been defeated, infront of her and her students.

You patted his back, which made him even tad furious at how he just lost that duel. How good were you to be able to defeat him? Has he lost his talent in duelling? Is he perhaps aging too fast?

"You did well, professor. Don't be too harsh on yourself, " you said as you watched your students duel.

He glared down at you, only his eyes moving as he scoffed. 'unbelievable,' he thought. He lost to a little midget like you.

He had to do something about this humiliation. With that, he scurried away from you and into the dungeons, preparing himself from the daily torment of the memory of losing from you.

-----(Your POV before he left)

Severus stood beside you as you two stepped down the duel table.

You had caught him at his most unexpected moment and effortlessly defeated him in the duel. You were a gifted dueller, after all.

As you watched your students duel, you looked up to see Severus with his usual cold demeanor. However, as you looked down at his hands, you could see how he gripped his hands. You smiled warmly at the thought of him even thinking about this moment more than once in the future.

"You did well, professor. Don't be too harsh on yourself," you said as you watched your students duel. You hear him scoff at you before twirling dramatically around and leaving.

You smile at that, and as you hear the door close shut, you stop your student's duel and end the class for the day.

A few days have passed since your duel with Severus, and he has been avoiding you since then. You felt it since he was always following you around before, and it's not that you don't like it. You actually do.

You've liked him since the day you arrived; you've always had a thing for dark, dramatic, gothic men, and he was the spite image of that.

You've always tried to start a conversation with him, to which he either scoffs or replies a bit dryly. You don't blame him, that scar in his neck must've hurt.

As you walk the open hallways of Hogwarts, passing by and greeting students, you see his familiar silhouette. He was walking away from you a bit too fast for his normal phase. You smile at this and tried following him to where he was going.

-----(Back to Severus POV)

Severus has been dreaming about you. Silly encantation, you must have placed some sort of spell on him while in duel, he concluded to himself.

His dreams started with you kissing him on his lips at first to you straddling his lap. He'd wake up with beads of sweat all over his body despite the cold temperatures of the dungeons where his chamber was. There was a constant tent on his blanket too! He despised you even more when you've become an apparent dream of his.

It has been almost two months now since the duel. Severus has been avoiding you since, embarrassed from the duel and ashamed of the silly dreams he's been having. He can't believe he's been dreaming of you, LIKE THAT TOO?!

December 15, 2000. He decided to walk Hogwart's open corridors to get some breather. He had to do something with you, scold you for coming to his mind, his dreams, his nightmares, his... His everything.

He shook his head, no way. NO WAY he has feelings for you. NO WAY.

As he turned the corner and walked even faster, he sees you being greeted by students. His body tensing up, as he quickly eyes you head to toe.

It's been days since he last saw you, and you were as marvelous as you looked from the last. Your hair tied up in a messy bun, your golden robe over your dark blue wizard clothes beautifully insinuating your figure, and oh... Your smile. He hated that bright smile, but he blushed every time you gave him that smile.

He quickly turned around and swiftly walked away from you. Walked? He RAN.

He never felt like this, not even with Lily. He felt like a schoolgirl running away from the sight of their crush. Jeez, he really needed to man up sometimes.

"Professor Snape!" he heard you exclaim. He paused in his tracks. Shit.

He turns around to see you walking towards him, with that darn smile again.

"Professor," he mutters, trying to compose himself. Hopefully his not showing much emotions or blushing. His cheeks felt hot though, darn it.

"Would you like to go to Yule Ball with me?" you asked sweetly.

Severus was frozen. He never thought he'd ever be asked to go to Yule Ball. Not even as a professor.

He looks at you with narrowed eyes. "And why would I say yes to that?" his voice sultry and rough.

You smiled again, he's going to have a heart attack anytime soon, he could feel it.

"Well... You could always say no. I wouldn't mind asking Professor Fin-"

"Nonsense, you can never dance with such a tiny man. It'd be best if you dance with me, by practicality ofcourse" he grunts in a way that flowed out of his mouth.

You laughed, which made Severus's heart do cartwheels.

"That's settled then." as you turn around and leave.

Severus was yet again left in shock. Did he just agree to dance with you at the Yule Ball?

He slammed his palm to his forehead. Now he is just being your lap dog. He has no choice now but to actually dance with you.

The woman who defeated him in duel. The woman who took his spot in DADA. The woman from the east who Severus never met before. The woman... He currently has feelings for.

He smiles. Atleast he knows now why faith has kept him alive.

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Next>> Part 2 is released!!!! ^^

[lumisfiction]

I Wondered how a younger Severus would of looked-Ai generated using MidJourney- you may use I have no rights to AI art- Young Severus or Young Alan Rickman either way I love the way these came out!!!

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"How can I prove it?"

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SFW Blurb

Young Severus Snape x fem! Hufflepuff Reader

A/n: My obsession with Harry Potter, came back after I was sick for a week and I binged all the movies. I forgot how much of a crush I had on Professor Snape that I just had to let it out and do some writing. I do have a few things in mind but if people like this short blurb I’ll continue on. By the way, I haven’t read the books so if something doesn’t make sense just ignore it or stop reading. :) Enjoy - L

Summary: After being forced to watch a quidditch game, Severus found out that his friends are pushing him to make the next move on a certain Hufflepuff girl.

Warning: SFW, Severus being his emo self, lots of low self-esteem, curse words.

Word Count: 2.7K

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He bit his bottom lip to stop himself from cursing as another harsh wind blew causing his long dark hair to get into his face again. He didn’t want to be here. It's not like he dislikes quidditch. He found it a bit entertaining but he would rather spend his weekend reading in the comfort of his bed but he was pulled from his bed by Mulciber and Avery.

“I'm not in the mood to see one of your pranks?” Severus said as they walked towards the field. He was used to watching Mulciber and Avery pull their stupid and mean pranks on the younger students. 

“No pranks.” Avery said looking over his shoulder with a smile. Severus didn't trust that smile. He was thinking if he was fast enough he could cast a spell to freeze them so he can go back to his bed. 

“Our House isn’t playing. Why are we even here?” Severus said, shooting them a glare as they made their way up to the stand. He can see the players, blue and yellow uniforms everywhere. He sighs as they sit down, he had managed to take one of his books before they pushed him out of the room.  He didn't want to leave without one, there was no point in watching this game. His house wasn't playing so why waste his attention on it. 

“Don’t be like that. We must support your girl.” Severus took a minute to realize they didn’t mean Lily but they meant you.

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Severus mumbles at them trying to ignore the tips of his ears burning. There was no way a girl like you would be with him. You were his potion partner and nothing else. He had mistakenly let out to Mulciber and Avery that he found you attractive and kind. He was always focused in potion class but now every once in a while he would glance over at you. The way your lips curled up when smiling, your eyes were bright whenever you stirred the cauldron. You always tried to get him to talk about himself. Asking him about shows and food but he kept his mouth shut. How can someone like you be interested in what he likes?  Deep in thought thinking about you he felt a slight push to his right side making his book slip out of his hands. 

Severus was about to snap at whoever sat next to him, making him drop his book and the worst thing happened, he lost the page he was at. He looks over and notices platinum hair. It was Lucius Malfoy, he was surprised that the eldest students of House Slytherin was in a Hufflepuff Quidditch match and sitting next to him. Nods and greetings were usually what Severus received from him. They weren't close friends but Lucius knew about Severus. 

“Which number is your girl?” Lucius asked him. Severus looks over at Mulciber and Avery who shrugged their shoulders at him. They didn’t mention you to Lucius, Severus made them swore to keep it a secret. 

Severus shook his head and cleared his throat. Lucius and him watched as the players flew around. “I don't have a girlfriend.” 

Lucius chuckled as he crossed his legs and looked up at one of the girls. “That's funny.” 

Severus frowned. “What's funny about that?” 

“Because of the way both of you look at each other.” He tensed up when Lucius draped an arm over his shoulders and pointed at the sky with his left index finger. Severus follows his gaze at you. 

“She has a pretty face. Nice body. That smile.” Lucius whispered as they looked at you flying with your team. Severus agreed with the older boy. You were smiling as you flew with another girl who just scored a goal. 

“How did you manage to get the prettiest Hufflepuff? Fuck- if I was you, I would just bend her-” Severus was about to cut him off when Narcissa walked up the steps to where Lucius and Severus were sitting. He quickly removed his arm from Severus.  

“Hey, love. Hey, Severus.” Narcissa said, sitting next to Lucius who kissed her cheek. 

“What are you guys talking about?” Severus looks away from them. He wanted to leave, what a mistake it was to come here. He ignored the looks the crowd gave him. The two richest and popular students were sitting next to him and talking to him. 

“Love, you know Y/n Y/L?” Severus' eyes practically pop out of his head when he hears Lucius. He grips his book in his hands tightly thinking of any excuse to leave. He didn't want the world to think he had a crush on you. He would get bullied even more. 

Sure, you were kind and pretty to him. You barely made him feel like a freak when you worked with him. He sometimes ignore you whenever you waved at him during lunch or when walking down the halls.The other male students would glare at him whenever you spoke to him. Severus knew what they were thinking. How can the prettiest girl be talking to skinny, pale, Snivellus? 

“Yeah, I do. She’s the seeker for Hufflepuff. She asked me about Severus.” 

Severus dropped the book in his hand once more and turned to face Narcissa. “What?” He asked, ignoring the hoots from Avery and Mulciber behind his back. Why would you ask her for him, he didn't understand it.

“She asked me if you were dating anyone. I said no.” Narcissa said nonchalantly as she looked down at her nails. 

“This has to be a joke.” He groans at her but Avery places a hand on his shoulder. “Ask her out. She’s probably waiting for you to say something.” 

“Fuck.” Severus mumbles as he leans down to get his book. He didn't notice the look Lucius had when he looked over at Avery and Mulciber. 

“HEY! Y/N!” Lucius yelled. Severus had a horrified face when he grabbed his book. He looked to his right and saw Lucius standing up from his seat. His wand pointed at his throat to make his voice loud. 

“Stop that! You can’t just call someone in the middle of a match. Especially a seeker.” Severus said standing up. He clutched his book against his chest. He had enough of this. He was going back to his room and never leaving until Monday. He should have never come here. He damned Avery and Mulciber for bringing him here and Lucius along with his girlfriend. 

Severus froze when a gust of wind passed him. He can see a yellow cape by his side. 

“What’s up?” 

He didn’t know if he should be angry at the fact that you actually came or the fact that Lucius greeted you with one of his charming smiles. 

“You know my friend here, right?” Severus let out a yelp when Lucius grabbed him by the shoulder and leaned against him acting like they had been friends for years. Severus was too shy to look at you. He wanted the world to swallow him whole. 

“I do. Hey, Sev.” He finally manages to look at you and his heart is flipping inside his chest. You were smiling at him while you're in the air riding your broomstick. He can hear your teammates calling out for you and such but you didn’t turn around. 

“Hey, Y/n.” Severus smiles back before looking down at his feet. 

“He wants to go out with you. Do you want to go out with him?” Severus right then there would have given his soul for the stand to collapse. 

“Yes!” Severus looks at you surprised. “If you want to. I wasn’t sure if you-“ 

“Look, I’m sorry if he made you do this as a joke but I’m leaving now. Continue on with your match.” Severus has had enough he was going back to his room. He quickly starts leaving, ignoring his friends calling out for him.

“Wait!” He flinched at the sudden gust of wind and saw you had followed him. 

“I’m serious. I really do want to.” Severus saw you looking over your shoulder when your teammates started yelling at you to hurry up. 

“How can I prove it?” You asked him. Severus didn't want to believe it. How could he, he's been bullied so many times. The only girl he liked was Lily. Now she doesn't want anything to do with him. The word dare came to his mind, were you paid by Potter to go out with him? Did someone put you up to this? 

“Severus?” He hears you call out for him. He can see the seeker of House Ravenclaw flying by you but you didn't take your eyes from him. He didn't want you to lose the game because of him. 

“Get the golden snitch if you're serious.” He said. He was waiting for you to laugh at him and reveal your true nature. He waited for the words, ‘Idiot, I don't really want to date you.’

Instead you smiled at him before nodding. “Pick me up outside of the Hufflepuff common room at 6.” 

You didn't let Severus respond, you quickly flew away back to the game leaving him in the stand shocked. Severus made his way back to his seat, he rolled his eyes at the sight of Avery, Mulciber and Lucius smiling at him. 

“Went well?” Lucius asked as Narcissa cuddled next to him. Severus looks at him with a frown. “Why help me?” He asked, not understanding. 

“Us, Slytherins have to stick together.” Severus was not satisfied with his answer. 

“Merlin, Severus!” Lucius said laughing as he looked at Severus who had a deadpan expression. 

“Oh! Shit!” Mulciber yelled as he rose up from his seat and pointed at the sky. 

Severus saw  the ravenclaw seeker and you head to head flying up to the sky. He saw the golden snitch gliding across the field. He frowned when he saw the ravenclaw seeker pushing you with his shoulder. Lucius let out a laugh when the ravenclaw seeker fell off his broom when you pushed him right back advancing to get the golden snitch. 

Severus without realizing had stood up trying to get a better view of you. He held his book against his chest as he watched you reach your hand out flying towards the golden snitch. A huge smile broke out on his pale face when the horns blew and the announcer of the game roared with happiness. 

“Y/N L/N just caught the golden snitch! HOUSE HUFFLEPUFF WINS!” 

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He was standing in front of the Hufflepuff common room. He can hear cheering and music playing inside. He was nervous that perhaps you had completely forgotten about the date. He stood a foot away from the doorway, he began to fiddle with his slender fingers. He decided to wear his “nice” muggle clothes, none of them had any holes. He had even charmed them to fit his frame right and even brushed his hair. 

He was going to speak to you after the game but your teammates had carried you out of the field as they cheered your name. He let out a sigh as he looked over at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 6:03 now and you haven’t come out of your room. He shook his head, calling himself an idiot. He shouldn’t have believed that you were interested in him. Turning around to head back to his room, he heard the door open. Music and people chattering were loud, he ignored it until his name was called out. He halts when he hears someone running behind him. 

“Hey!” He looked behind when he felt someone grab his arm. It’s you. You have changed into muggle clothes as well. His dark eyes went straight to your lips, they were shiny. Your lashes are darker and longer, he then realized you got all dolled for him. Maybe you did want to go out with him, he thought to himself. 

“Hey, I didn’t think you-“ you shook your head, cutting him off. 

“I wouldn’t have missed this for the world.” Your answer caught him off guard. 

“Congratulations.” He said looking back at the door where your house was celebrating their win. 

“Wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for you.” He lets out a shy chuckle. You gave him a smile when he looked down in embarrassment. 

“It’s true. Gave me the right push.” Severus notices you grabbing your shoulder bag and lifting the flap to get something inside. He looks at you with his brows raised when you hand him a book. 

“Dark Arts VIII.” Is written in silver on the black leather cover. It’s old, and Severus saw it before in the library but never had the chance to read it. He wondered how you managed to get it. 

“This is for you.” Severus does a double take looking at you and at the book. 

“Me.” He whispered. You nod at him. 

“I asked Narcissa about you. She told me you like the Dark Arts. I know you like potions but that’s all I know.” Severus knew it was his fault for that. Every time you tried to get near him outside of the classroom he would go the other way. You would offer him a hello but as soon you wanted to get near him, he would disappear. 

“I wanted to know more about you.” Severus runs his fingers on the bind of the book before looking back at you. 

“Thank you for this. I feel horrible for not giving you anything.” 

Avery and Mulciber were behind a pillar watching the scene in front of them. They thought the castle would crumble when Severus smiled down at you. They watched the pair laugh before walking down the hall. 

“You’re stepping on my fucking leg.” The Slytherin looked at each other thinking it was one of them speaking. 

“Shit! My bad.”  Avery and Mulciber looked behind to see the door to the HufflePuff commoner half open, four heads stuck out. The fourth one gasped and disappeared when making eye contact with the Slytherin. 

“Hey!” The first head was a blonde girl, she greeted them. 

“You’re his friend?” Avery nodded and the third head who was a brunette smiled. 

“We are Y/n’s friends. Wanted to make sure she's okay with your friend.” 

“He does something and I’ll hurt him and you guys.” A voice came out, the door was pushed open completely. Mulciber’s eyes widened when a tall blonde came walking out into the hall. 

“Severus isn’t that type of guy.” Avery said, then looked at Mulciber for some kind of help. Mulciber was so busy looking at the blonde that he didn't notice Avery. Mulciber let out a wince when Avery hit him in the gut. 

“Yes, that’s right. Severus wouldn’t even hurt a fly.” Mulciber told the blond guy. 

The Hufflepuff's students looked at the pair of Slytherin for a moment. “Fine.” The tall blonde said then looked down to the hall. They all did, Severus and you were long gone. 

“She’s our friend. Just want to make sure she’s fine.” The brunette spoke as she slipped out of the door and stood next to the blonde man. They all seemed to know about Severus and his reputation.  

“Our friend too. He’s a good lad. People are just assholes.” Mulciber commented. 

“Yeah, Potter and that guy with the last name Black? We heard about them.”  The blonde said, rolling his eyes. Mulciber and Avery looked at each other not sure how to get the fuck out of here. 

“We should be heading back.” Mulciber said as he took a step back to walk to the Slytherin's common room. 

“Why not join us?” The brunette asked, looking back to the room then at them. 

“We got music and food.” The blonde man said. “Herbs.” Mulicher’s eyes widened when he saw a girl coming out of the common room with a blunt between her fingers. 

“Sure, a couple of hours won’t hurt.” Avery heard Mulciber say. The students of House Hufflepuff smile at them as they welcome them inside. 

[professorsnape394]

DAY 12: Loving in Secret

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Rating: 😡

Prompt: Victory

Summary: Y/N is determined to get Severus to admit to his feelings for her.

A/N: Obsessed with Jealous Snape!! I think I may have to write more like this, let me know if that's something you might be interested in.

Warnings:  Jealousy. Duels. Injury.

Word Count: 3194

Credits to Gif Creator.

Meeting with the Order of the Phoenix had always a tiresome day for Severus. While he dreaded spending the day in the home of his childhood bully and long-time enemy, Sirius Black, he was grateful for the time he was able to spend with the one woman who brought a smile to his face.

Y/N had been seeing Severus for a few months now, though they had never actually made anything official. They agreed to a casual relationship at first, but they both knew there was more to it than that. Her feelings for the wizard only grew with each passing day, but still Severus refused to admit he felt anything other than lust for the young woman.

Still, she revelled in the nights they spent together, however fleeting they seemed. It was hard for them to gain any alone time together given her less than ideal living situation with his childhood enemy coupled with the fact he refused to invite her into his home. Still, they managed to steal a few moments together here and there.

Today’s meeting was particularly agonising for Severus, nothing of note being said that he didn’t already know. Mad Eye’s voice faded into a singular drone, as Severus leaned back lazily in his chair. His thoughts on nothing but the woman across from him. It had been too long since he had felt her hands on his body; the softness of her skin intertwining with his rough calloused hands, he missed the sweetness of her mouth on his, the sound of her gasps when his hand found its way between her legs, but he especially missed the drooling mess she became when he fucked her hard and rough, his hand covering her mouth to ensure they wouldn’t make a sound.

Y/N tried hard not to look in Severus’ direction to avoid suspicion, regardless she could still feel the way his gaze raked over her body, his mind wandering to places they should not go at a time like this. A red-hot flush crept its way up her neck, the thought of Severus checking her out so publicly sent a rush straight to her core. She cleared her throat and sat up straighter, attempting to dissuade Severus’ glances. He did not take the hint.

Idly pacing around the room like a hyperactive dog, Severus couldn’t help but feel irritated by the mere presence of Sirius Black in his own home, though when the man turned his attention on Y/N his blood began to boil.

Sliding up behind her, Black placed a hot mug of tea in front of Y/N; in innocent gesture from any other, but Snape knew Black always had a motive. The young witch flashed his rival a sweet smile, thanking him for her beverage. Confirming his suspicions, Sirius lingered behind Y/N resting a heavy hand on each of her shoulders, gently massaging. Severus had to hold back his primal instincts, forcing himself not to curse the man for even thinking he can touch what is his. Sirius didn’t move his hands for the remainder of the meeting, neither did Severus’ gaze on them.

The meeting continued for a further forty-five minutes before its members were finally free. However, Molly Weasley had insisted she make everyone a meal before they left, so the house was particularly more crowded than normal.

Y/N shot Severus a look, telling him to meet her upstairs while everyone else seemed preoccupied with chatter. The Potion’s Master wasted no time hesitating, moving the second she gave the order, stealthily disappearing up to her bedroom.

Y/N was not so lucky in her escape. Sirius watched on closely as she swiftly exited the room.

“Oh, thank God.” Y/n gasped at the sight of Snape standing in the middle of her bedroom. Closing the door she hurried towards him, throwing her hands over his head and pulling her body close to his. Instinctively Severus hands fell to her hips, though quickly began to roam when her lips met his.

Balancing on her tiptoes to match his height, she moaned into his mouth.

“God, I’ve missed you.”

“It’s been too long.” His words were muffled by her neck as he kissed his way down to her collar bone, nipping the skin with his teeth once or twice.

She let out a single sharp gasp; the kind he loved so much and he found himself dreaming of regularly.

“How much time do we have?” Severus rasped, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear that had gone awry.

“Not long. Molly said dinner will be out shortly.”

“We’ll have to be quick then.”

Y/N groaned at the prospect. They were forever having to rush their time together, just once she wanted to be able to savour her time with him, maybe then he would actually stick around after sex and she might have the chance to discuss their feelings for each other. As it were, the couple were resigned to hot and heavy meet ups in secret, providing Severus with the perfect excuse to keep her at arm’s length.

“Don’t you think we should just tell people? I’m tired of sneaking around behind everyone’s back.”

Severus nuzzled into the crook of her neck, sucking softly on her skin.

“We’re not telling anyone, because there is nothing to tell. No one needs to know that we’re sleeping together, Y/N.”

She pulled away from him to look him in the eye.

“But what if it becomes more?”

“It won’t.” He stated firmly.

“But –“

“We’ve spoke about this Y/N.”

Her heart dropped despite expecting nothing less; Severus had always made his intentions with her very clear; it was foolish of Y/N to hope otherwise.

Snape made to unbuckle his belt, just as there came a knock at the door.

The pair exchanged a panicked glance.

“Y/N.” Sirius called from the other side of the door. “Are you alright?”

“Fine, thanks. I just came up to look for my wand.” She attempted to dissuade him.

“Do you need any help looking?” The door handle twitched under his grip.

“No, thanks! I’ll be down in a minute.”

The door, thankfully, remained closed. Sirius footsteps faded as he made his way back down the stairs.

Severus was on her in an instant, his hands raking through her tangled mess of hair, capturing her mouth in an aggressive kiss.

Y/N moaned once more, savouring the way his tongue dominated her mouth.

“I have to go.” She sighed, reluctantly. Sirius would be expecting her back down any second, if she didn’t show, he was sure to come up again.

It was Severus’ turn to groan; the tightness of his trousers had become almost too much to bear. It had been so long since their last session, and now who knows when they would next get a moment together.

“I’m sorry. Stay for dinner, I might be able to escape after that.”

Reluctantly, Severus agreed to her offer. Promising to follow shortly behind once she left.

Unsurprisingly, the kitchen was swarmed with people. Countless Weasley’s and numerous other Order members took up the majority of seats around the table. Y/N and Sirius opted to stand on the outskirts of the table, knowing there would be plenty of left overs for them to have once everyone left. Which allowed Severus to slip into the remaining seat practically unnoticed.

Severus sat straight in his chair, arms crossed, eyes laser focused on the couple huddled on the other side of the room. Y/N and Sirius leaned against the kitchen cabinets, giggling together like a couple of school children. Snape watched as Sirius leaned into his friend, brushing aside the loose strand of hair, and whispering something in her ear. Y/N threw her head back and cackled to the sky. It occurred to Snape you had never laughed so hard at anything he had said before, sending a burning feeling of jealousy to his gut. He watched on as Y/N placed her had on the centre of Sirius chest, an attempt to steady herself from her bout of hysteria. Severus jaw clenched.

Finally able to calm herself down, Y/N stalked the length of the table, checking out the food on offer. Severus eyes followed the woman intensely until she came to a stop directly behind him.

“Something bothering you?” She whispered in his ear, noticing the tension coursing through his body.

Severus remained silent, already wary that by standing next to each other they were exposing themselves. She could tell her relationship with Sirius pissed Severus off, but he would never admit it. If he did, he would have to tell her why it bothered him so much. And she knew he was not ready to admit to anything yet. Y/N stole a forkful of carrots from his plate and continued her round of the table.

Sirius joined the woman in her hunt for scraps, the two of them lurking around like a couple of vultures. While, Y/N was simply focused on stuffing as much food into her mouth as possible, Sirius’ attention remained solely on her. When she bent to stick her fork into a bowl of roast potatoes, Sirius rested a hand on the small of her back, keeping it there to draw her closer to him. Severus watched on furiously, his nostrils flaring at the sight. Y/N bit into a large roast potato and moaned appreciatively. Severus mind wandered to an inappropriate place and it was clear Sirius’ did the same.

“My God, Molly, those potatoes are amazing. What did you put in them?”

Severus went deaf to the world as Y/N held her forkful of potato out for Sirius to take a bite from. He took hold of her wrist, bringing her hand up to his mouth, and made intense eye contact while he slipped the potato from its tines.

Severus’ hands balled into fists and his teeth ground together. It was everything he could do to stop himself from lashing out at the man he already despised.

 Either this woman was deliberately trying to drive him mad or she truly saw nothing wrong with her actions; either option was maddening to him.

Severus almost hit his breaking point was when Sirius used his thumb to swipe a drop of gravy from the corner of Y/N’s mouth, bringing it back to her lips to lick.

All idle chatter stopped at the sound of Snape’s chair screeching across the hardwood floors. At risk of exposing their casual relationship, Severus stormed out of the kitchen.

Y/N wasn’t shocked by his reaction. In fact, she was so close to breaking him it almost made her giddy. There was no hiding his feelings for her when this was how he reacted.

After dinner, Y/N helped Molly clear up while everyone else retired to the Livingroom. No one dared speak a word to the brooding Potion’s Master who sat stewing in a single armchair by the fire. To be honest everyone was shocked he was still here, but no one was brave enough to question it; Except Sirius.

“Still here, Snivellus? Thought you’d have slithered off back to that hovel of yours.”

“At least I’m able to slither anywhere, Black. You set one foot outside, and it’s straight back to Azkaban. Tell me, who’s a better roommate? Y/N or the dementors.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m that bad, Severus.” Y/N scoffed at his comparison, shooting him a stern glare as she returned from the kitchen.

“I wasn’t meaning like that.” He sighed to himself.

“Don’t worry about it. Sirius and I have a good thing going here, let’s hope he won’t be returning to Azkaban any time soon, shall we?”

Severus said nothing. He hated the fact you lived with his worst enemy, but he what he hated even more was you defending Sirius over him. The sly grin on the other man’s face showed he had won this round.

Y/N perched on the arm of the chair next to Sirius, finding every other chair occupied.

“Here. Take my seat.” Severus jumped up from his spot on the armchair.

“No need, Snivellus.” Sirius stopped Y/N in her tracks. “There’s plenty of room for her right here.” He budged up a few inches, patting the space next to him. His gaze remained fixed on Snapes, a challenge that said whoever’s offer you took would be the victor.  

Eyes flicking between the two men Y/N had a choice to make. While she didn’t like to see Severus defeated by childhood bully, the obvious answer was to sit with Sirius. Not only would everyone get a seat, but doing so would further rile Snape up, maybe then he would be ready to admit to his feelings for her.

“Sit back down, Severus. I’ll be fine here.” She slipped into the edge of the couch; her thighs pushed right up against her friend’s.

Sirius’ grin grew wider at the second small victory. He placed his arm around Y/N’s shoulders, pulling her into his chest.

Severus’ jaw clenched once more. The sight of Sirius resting his arm on her so confidently had him seeing red.

“Has it ever occurred to you, Black, that the woman might not want your grubby paws all over her.” He spat.

“That woman has a name, and a voice too come to think of it. I’m sure if Y/N felt in any way uncomfortable around me she would say as much.”

“Perhaps she is just being polite.” He said through gritted teeth.

“Are you jealous, Snape?” Sirius laughed, realisation hitting him. “Are you jealous that a girl like Y/N is not repulsed by the thought of me touching her, as she would you.” Sirius placed an arm on Y/N’s knee to drive home his point.

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” Snape scoffed.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

Severus fought back the urge to lash out at him, standing slowly from his chair once again.

“It seems I have overstayed my welcome.” His tone was eerily calm.  

Sirius smirked, basking in his victory.

“You always have been all bark, Severus. Next time you’re here remember your place in this house; you are not wanted.”

“The next time I’m here, Black.” Severus sneered. “I’ll be laughing at your pathetic attempts to win Y/N over, Then I’ll take her upstairs and fuck her until the only thing she knows how to say is my name. MY name Black, not yours.”

The room fell silent at the Professor’s words, everyone’s attention focusing in on him and Sirius.

Molly threw a hand over her mouth in shock, quickly trying to usher her children from the room.  

Sirius stood from his seat, pointing his wand in the direction of the Potion’s Master.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

“I said; I’m going to fuck her in your house, while she’s screaming my name and begging for more because she loves the feel of my cock so much.”

A .. flash of light shot from the end of Sirius’ wand, an electric pulse buzzing through the air. Snape deflected it with ease.

The room quickly emptied, leaving only Severus, Sirius and Y/N remaining.

Sirius waited for Snape to take it shot, but it never came. This only angered Sirius more, causing him to send another handful of spells flying his way. Severus deflected each one with a simple movement of his hand.

“You think I’m lying?” Severus taunted. “Ask her yourself.”

Sirius gaze flicked over to Y/N for no more than a second before he continued raging spells in Snape’s direction.

Y/N finally shook herself from her frozen state.

“Sirius stop!” She yelled, watching him send endless curses Snape’s way.

Her friend took no notice of her, continuing to his battle with her lover.

Bored of remaining on defence, Severus finally threw a spell at Sirius. The marauder managed to deflect but stumbled back from the sheer force of the curse.

In an instant there were spells flying back and forth between the men while Y/N watched on helplessly from the side lines.

Seeing Sirius weaken against Severus’ power, had Y/N panicking that someone was truly about to be hurt. Knowing the two shared a sordid history, it was unlikely that either wizard would accept defeat before the other was forced to submit.

“Severus, please stop this.” She ran at him, pulling roughly on his robes to get his attention. “Stop!”

Distracted that Y/N might get caught in the crossfires of the duel, Severus attempted to push her behind him and out of the line of fire. But to no avail, the witch fought against his arm, refusing to surrender to his protection.

Y/N rounded on Severus, pushing roughly at his chest in a last-ditch effort to end the fight.

Despite being unable to hold off Snape’s spells for much longer, Sirius refused to give up without a fight; his spells coming in faster with each passing second.

Losing focus on the battle, Severus’ attention was taken over by trying to keep Y/N safe. Abandoning his wand, he gripped the woman by her wrists and dragged her to the side. Foolishly Snape did not consider that Black would not have the same concern for her safety and another spell headed in their direction. Snape pulled Y/N tight to his chest, covering her with as much of his body as he possible.

Severus winced as pain lashed across his arm. His now cut up sleeve becoming wet with blood.

“Severus.” Y/N yelped, grabbing onto his hand. “Are you hurt, let me see it.”

She took Snape’s arm in his examining the severity of his wounds. They were deep and showed no signs of clotting.

Sirius watched on from the other side of the room, panting breathlessly with exertion. Y/N spun on him, furiously.

“What the hell did you do?”

Sirius remained speechless.

“You shouldn’t have gotten in the way.” Snape snapped, regaining her attention.

“I was trying to stop you from hurting each other.”

“That worked out well, didn’t it?” He glared down at her.

“Stop it, Severus.” She warned, knowing he was trying to deflect from the fact he was hurt.

“I’m sorry.” He admitted, stroking her cheek with his good hand.

“He was telling the truth?” Sirius finally huffed, watching the scene unfold between the two.

“Sirius, I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you but-“

“Are you together?”

Severus and Y/N exchanged a hesitant glance.

“No.”

“Yes.” Y/N turned to Severus in shock.

“But Severus you said-“

“Forget what I said. I’ve spent all night watching what it looks like to have another man flirting with you because he thinks you’re single. I refuse to spend another moment watching that. You’re mine, Y/N, in every way that counts. And I want everyone to know it.”

“Do you mean it?” She looked up at him hopefully.

Severus nodded firmly, tucking that one rouge piece of hair behind her ear before bringing his mouth to hers.

“Then let’s go tell everyone. And maybe heal your arm while we’re at it?”

“Whatever you want.” He smiled.

Sirius may have gotten the upper hand in the duel, but ultimately it was Severus who was victorious in this battle.

[marvel-snape-writes]

hey i’m absolutely loving the snape oneshots, haven’t read him in a while and im in love again 🤭 anyhow would i be able to request a fluffy smut perhaps there’s been a couple of dates and this is their first time just like wine and lounging around and 😏

😭 thanks x

Was That a Smile, Severus?

Severus Snape x original female character smut

6.7k+ words 18+

The Great Hall was packed with students and teachers all gathered together for the Christmas feast, and the chatter within the room from both was beginning to merge together in one big mist of volume. Professor Snape exhaled slowly as he pushed around the food that was left on his plate, unsure of how much longer he could take the small talk or noise. It wasn't a secret that Severus wasn't exactly the most festive person in the world.

He heard the scraping of the legs from the chair at the side of him but paid it no mind, his eyes still lazily watching himself pushing his food about his plate.

“I don't know about you, but I'm really not fond of attending the party tonight.” A new, familiar voice spoke beside him.

“It would appear you are not alone in that.” Severus spoke without even turning to face her, almost frozen in his seat as his heartbeat sped up briefly.

“Not a massive fan of Christmas parties?” She asked, leaning a little closer to him.

“Not in the slightest.” Severus spoke emotionlessly, leaning back in his chair as his eyes remained fixed on the countless tables of students in front of them.

“Me neither, really.” The female professor shook her head, “If only the venue could be one of the pubs in Hogsmeade; we could just hide around the corner again and have the night to ourselves.”

“That sounds much more appealing.” Severus exhaled slowly, finally glancing over at her as his heart fluttered momentarily from the memory.

She crinkled her nose and brushed her hand over the back of his as she stood up, leaving him in his own thoughts as he watched her walking away. He didn't take his eyes off her until she was out of view, almost convinced that she had only paid him a brief visit to ensure that he would be thinking about her for the rest of the night.

The Christmas ball was more of a Christmas bore to Severus; never having or — previously — wanting to have a partner to dance with. He toyed with the idea of asking her to dance with him, given the success of their first two meetings and that last kiss… Oh, that kiss…

He stood to the side with Professor McGonagal and Professor Dumbledore, politely holding a hand up and shaking his head when they gestured for him to join them upon the dance floor. He never wanted to dance, but she caught his eye from the other side of the room. He had held her hand, sure, even hugged her, but that didn't stop him wondering how it would feel to hold her. Really hold her. Regardless of whether they were alone or in front of the whole school. People were dancing, singing, and chatting around him, but he paid none of it any mind; only she mattered. He scowled briefly when he saw another male Professor approach her and motion toward the dance floor, but his scowl quickly turned into a schoolboy smile when he watched her dismiss his offer. His entire body filled with warmth and he exhaled softly, his eyes not coming off her for even a moment.

“Was that a smile, Severus?” Professor Dumbledore’s voice spoke from the side of him.

Severus was shook out of his trance briefly and he blinked hard, turning to face Dumbledore with squinted eyes as a result of being caught off guard whilst admiring her from across the room.

“Was it?” There was a hint of playfulness in Dumbledore’s voice, “I think it was.”

“If it was, would it matter if I absent myself from… here?” Severus asked lowly, raising his eyebrows in hope.

“You do not need my permission to go as you please, Severus,” Dumbledore narrowed his eyebrows, “It’s Christmas.”

“Thank you, Professor.” Severus nodded politely, a smile forming on his lips from the kindness of Dumbledore’s before turning away.

His eyes found her immediately and he began to make his way across the room, avoiding the dancing people around him and walking toward her. The look on her face as he approached her filled his chest with warmth and he smiled nervously, taking a subtle breath.

“Bored yet?” She asked, raising her eyebrows playfully.

“Tremendously,” Severus sighed dramatically, looking either side of him before speaking again, “I was wondering, Miss Eleanor, if you would care to take a walk with me… outside in the grounds. Be my saving grace.”

“It would be my pleasure.” Eleanor crinkled her nose, smiling.

Severus pondered saying how grateful he was for now having the most beautiful excuse to escape how uncomfortable those events made him, but nerves were beginning to climb him again as he walked them both to the door. They glanced at each other several times once they were through the crowd of people and Severus found the smile on his face becoming more of a permanent fixture.

“Thank you for giving me an excuse to get out of there.” Eleanor half laughed.

“Not at all,” Severus cleared his throat, holding the door open for her to lead them both outside, “I was going to say the same to you, actually.”

“Where shall we go?” She looked up at him.

“Anywhere,” Severus shrugged, then suddenly backtracking, “Within reason, of course.”

“Meaning?” Eleanor squinted her eyes, still looking at him as they walked into the cold.

“Away from… prying eyes.” Severus looked around subtly but cautiously.

“Oh, Severus…” Eleanor rolled her eyes playfully and hooked her arm around his as they walked.

“H—Hm?” Severus raised his eyebrows, forcing his body to unstiffen and act natural once their arms were linked.

She shook her head and giggled to herself, squeezing his arm.

They didn't have a specific route or destination in mind, they just went wherever their feet took them. Moreover, it wasn't that Severus wasn't interested in what she had to say, or in making conversation himself, but more that he couldn't stop thinking about the last time they saw each other and the kiss they shared. He could have sworn he felt the ice around his heart melt the moment their lips touched. He longed for more, that in itself even shocking himself, but he daren't push his luck — not when she was becoming something he didn't want to mess up.

Eleanor’s hands gently massaged his bicep as they continued to walk, half in comfortable silence, half in small talk conversation; the one thing Severus was terribly bad at.

“You looked very pretty tonight.” Severus dared himself to say, often only remembering when it was too late that he quite often lacked in paying complements.

“Looked?” Eleanor gazed up at him, trying not to laugh.

“…yes?” Severus felt his breathing change in fear of having said something wrong, “Is that such a bad thing to say?”

“Well, what do I look like now?” Eleanor raised her eyebrows, now biting her lip as she fought off a laugh from his innocently confused expression.

“I’m sorry?” Severus tilted his head.

“Well, you said I looked very pretty tonight…” She gave his arm another gentle squeeze.

“Yes?” Severus nodded slowly, “You did.”

“Did?” She pursed her lips.

“Oh,” Severus’ eyes widened, “My apologies,” He felt his cheeks turn bright red, “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” She crinkled her nose at his embarrassed face as she looked up at him, “Don't apologise, it was funny.”

“It wasn't meant to be funny, it was meant to be—” Severus protested softly before Eleanor cut him off:

“Severus.” She stopped them as they reached one of the stone archways.

“Yes—”

She leaned up to kiss him, and there it was again; that feeling inside when her lips touched his. His hands instinctively cupped her face and he tilted his head, taking a shaky breath against her lips. He felt her smile against him and place her hands against his chest, nudging her nose against his.

“Mm, hi.” She whispered against his lips, pausing briefly.

“Hi.” Severus let out a bashful schoolboy chuckle against her lips as he felt her take his hands and place them upon her hips, leaning up on her tiptoes to kiss him again.

“This is already better than half the dancing in there.” She giggled, her hands now back against his chest again.

“Only half?” Severus arched a brow with a playful smile.

“Well, I didn't see you offering.” She winked, pushing him gently.

“Nor will you ever.” Severus chuckled, leaning down to peck her lips again.

“Oh, charming.” She responded with a teasingly offended expression.

“Wait, no, I didn't mea—”

“Shut up and kiss me, you fool,” Eleanor laughed, sliding her hands up to his shoulders as she leaned up on her tiptoes to press their lips back together.

Severus let out a shaky breath against her lips and advanced forward slightly, pushing her back against the stone archway. Eleanor squeezed his shoulders gently and then moved her hands up into his hair, playing with it as the kiss deepened. As stated previously, they had shared a kiss before, but not one like this. Even in its innocent, barely wandering hands state, this kiss was already more than the couple they had shared as they last bid each other goodnight.

“Would you like to come back to mine?” Confidence suddenly swelled in him.

“But, Severus,” She spoke in between kissing him again, “What if people see us both disappearing together?”

“I take full responsibility for the consequences.” Severus responded, grinning when he felt her gasp against his lips.

“Well, in that case, how could a girl refuse?” Eleanor crinkled her nose as the kiss broke, gazing up into his eyes.

Severus glanced over his shoulder to make sure the grounds were still clear before turning back to Eleanor and gesturing for her to walk with him again. Although Severus chose the most secluded route back to his chamber, he secretly longed for the day he would proudly walk through the crowds of Hogwarts arm in arm with her, showing her off for all to see.

“Take a seat,” Severus gestured to the sofa in the middle of the room and flicked his wand toward the open fire in front of it, setting the logs alight, “Make yourself comfortable.”

“Thank you,” Eleanor crinkled her nose, sitting down and enjoying the warmth from the fire.

Severus’ heart was beating subtly but hard; he had never been with her in such a one-on-one setting. He was already worried about fumbling over his words, or getting ahead of himself — though, he would be the first to admit that it would be much more likely that he would completely miss any of her signals initiating anything more than a kiss.

The truth was that he had gone over this moment several times in his head, even down to the wine he was currently pouring into two glasses upon the counter.

“I really appreciated the way you turned the other Professor down when he asked you to dance…” He carefully carried the glasses over to the sofa, placing them both on the table in front of it.

“Oh, really?” Eleanor smiled softly, watching him, “Did I make it too obvious that my only interest and intentions lay with you?” She giggled.

“N-Not at all,” Severus shook his head, handing her, her glass, “It was just nice for you to… accompany me for a walk.”

“A walk in the grounds and wine?” Eleanor gazed up at him with a playful expression, “Who knew Severus Snape had it in him…”

“Do not take it for granted.” Severus attempted to flirt back, joining her on the sofa.

“To tell you the truth, Severus, I don’t take any of the time with you for granted.” She smiled softly, sipping at her glass of wine.

“R-Really?” Severus felt himself blushing, lifting his wine glass to his lips to try and cover it up.

“I think you know I do.” She spoke softly, placing one of her hands upon his knee.

“Well, I… enjoy spending time… with you, too.” Severus felt both like he wanted the ground to swallow him up from confessing this and relieved at the same time.

Eleanor didn't respond verbally straight away, just gently rubbed his knee with her hand. Severus exhaled as he swallowed the mouthful of wine and rested the glass against his thigh, looking toward the flickering fire as he tried not to focus too much on the feeling of her hand against him.

“Everything alright?” Eleanor asked as Severus lifted the glass back to his lips again.

“Yes, yes, sorry, I…” He swallowed hard, “I don't think I have ever admitted that before. Well, not to the extent of how I mean it… towards you.”

“Hey, look at me,” Eleanor reached out with one of her hands and cupped his cheek in it, turning his head toward her, “I know.”

“It's not very hard to see that Christmas isn’t a time you’re used to celebrating.” She gently caressed her thumb against his cheek.

“No,” Severus sighed, shaking his head, “I’ve never really had a reason to.”

“Not yet.” She grinned, gently clinking her wine glass against his.

Severus’ gaze fell to their glasses and then to her lips, finding himself smiling again.

“For people to say you dress like an overgrown bat, you certainly have a very cozy chamber.” She changed the conversation, not wanting him to become uncomfortable.

“People say that?” Severus asked in a tone that she had never heard before.

“Well, I just remind them that it's what's underneath the clothes that really matters.” She shrugged, smiling sweetly in fear of her previous complement of his chamber backfiring.

“Hm?” Severus leaned back into the sofa, “Well, if that’s the case, the mind boggles at what's under yours.”

“Professor Snape!” She scoffed playfully, “Is this you trying to flirt?” She moved slightly closer to him and spoke in a tone as if afraid they would be overheard, “Because, keep plying me with wine, and you might just find out.”

“O-Oh, no, please don't think that is what I meant o-or—” He swallowed hard, widening his eyes, “Or the reason for the wine, I just…”

“You know, you’re making me wonder whether I enjoy kissing you because I want to,” She placed her wine glass down, “Or whether to just shut you up.”

“Either suits me,” Severus spoke lowly, their eyes meeting as their heads turned to face one another properly.

Within a matter of seconds their lips pressed against each other again and Severus’ body froze from the pure want of it. He kissed her back immediately and tilted his head, allowing her to reach for his hand and place it against her waist as the kiss deepened even further than the one against the stone arch. Severus’ inexperienced hand lightly caressed her waist from over her dress and he sighed softly into the kiss, parting his lips as her tongue teased between them. He wasn't entirely sure what move to make next; what was too much, what was too subtle, what was… right.

“How about we see if what’s underneath really does matter, hm?” Eleanor spoke softly against his lips, playing with one of the buttons on his clothing, “Would that be okay?”

Severus nodded, unsure of his own name at this point. Eleanor began to unbutton his clothing and he dared to lightly pull at her dress with his trembling fingers. To be wanted like this was so foreign to him, he didn't want to put a single foot wrong. In fact, to be wanted at all was not something he had often experienced in his life.

He gently bit down on her lip and pulled it out a bit, enjoying the noise she made whilst doing so. His buttons popped open with ease and, despite how self conscious he usually was, he willingly sat up so she could push his overcoat and shirt off him, breaking the kiss briefly to glance down at his now bare chest.

“It's okay,” She spoke softly when she felt him lightly grasp at the material of her dress again, “My clothing comes off, too.”

“Can I… see?” Severus swallowed hard, half expecting a slap across the face.

Eleanor nodded and stood up, reaching out for him with both of her hands. Severus took them and stood up, watching closely as she guided one of his hands to the zip on the back of her dress and turned around. Severus grasped the small metal zip between his finger and thumb and took a deep breath before starting to unzip the back of her dress. His eyes widened with each bit of skin that was revealing itself to him and silently thanked her for not facing him so she couldn't see quite how red his face was becoming.

“Easy, right?” She giggled once the zip was at the bottom.

“R-Right…” Severus nodded shakily, only able to watch in awe as it fell off her shoulders and pooled to the floor as she turned back around to face him whilst unclasping her bra.

He blinked hard, mesmerised by the image in front of him and felt his confidence swell again, leaning forward to desperately press their lips together. Eleanor’s arms snaked around his neck and she leaned up on her tiptoes, kissing him back immediately and pressing her breasts against his chest; resulting in something other than his confidence beginning to swell.

“Mm, Professor…” She grinned when he nudged himself forward slightly, “I do hope that is your wand.”

Severus made a soft noise against her lips when she brushed her body forward, lightly scratching the nape of his neck with her fingers. Their tongues tangled and Severus ran his inexperienced fingertips back and forth over her bare skin. One of Eleanor’s hands trailed down Severus’ bare chest and stomach, making Severus shiver from the feeling of it. Whilst his hands lightly massaged her skin, Eleanor’s made quick work of the button on his trousers; popping it open and pulling down the zip. As his trousers hit the floor, she lightly nudged her palm against the bulge in the front of his boxers, earning a soft moan from him.

“C—Careful…” Severus swallowed hard, taking a shaky breath against her lips, “I…”

“Even bigger than I expected,” Eleanor licked his bottom lip, lightly grasping his erection from over his underwear as the kiss deepened.

“Fuck…” Severus spoke practically inaudibly and felt himself going dizzy, urging for her to rid him of his underwear completely.

She dipped her hand inside his boxers and wrapped it around him, gently jerking her fist up and down as he continued to groan against her lips, his hands now on her underwear and lightly flexing the waistband of it as she continued to taunt him. To be touched like this was something he didn't even dream about, he was that convinced it would never happen to him. His jaw clenched and wanted to sit back and enjoy the feeling, but he also wanted to stress his urgency of long pent up release.

“Oh, you want them off, too?” She smirked when she felt him pull the waistband of her underwear away from her skin completely.

“Mmmh, yes,” Severus breathed heavily, feeling his length pulsate both from the feeling of her fist still stroking him and the question she had just asked.

“What the Professor wants, the Professor gets,” She pulled back from the kiss slowly, glancing down between them both and then back up at him, “If you do the same.”

Severus nodded, barely even able to believe that he was about to do this. Never had he ever allowed himself to be this vulnerable in front of someone.

Soon enough, both pairs of underwear were on the floor, and they both stood there in the nude. For the first time - first time in his life, from memory - he was unashamedly stood completely vulnerable in the nude. He didn't even like seeing himself naked, let alone someone else seeing him. Something about her made him feel shamelessly confident.

“Your wand or not, it certainly looks like it’s capable of creating its own form of magic.” She licked her lips, gazing upon his hardened cock standing proudly to attention.

They hadn't even done anything and Severus’ chest was already heaving up and down. His eyes couldn't quite believe what he could see in front of him. He was in a trance so much that anything she said was just a murmur. Eleanor placed her hands upon his shoulders and gently pushed him back down onto the sofa, licking her lips as her eyes feasted on his large length now casting an impressive shadow over his lower stomach. Severus’ eyes trailed all the way up her naked body until their eyes met and he swallowed hard, watching as she began to climb over him.

“Mm, hi again,” She nudged her lips against his, taking his hands and placing them against her waist.

“H-Hi…” Severus whimpered when he felt her reach down to carefully position his length.

Their lips smacked together as the two of them slotted together like a surprisingly easy jigsaw. Eleanor, able to feel the roaring fire behind her, stayed still for a few moments, allowing herself to adjust to the impressive length now situated inside her.

“Everything okay?” She whispered softly, pecking his lips as she raised her hips slightly.

“Quite perfect,” Severus nodded, gazing up at her with heavy eyes.

“Remember where your hands are,” She lightly patted them as they remained over her hips, “You’re in control,” She kissed him again, “I’m all yours.”

Severus nodded weakly and remained with his hands against her hips as she began to move over him, her own hands now back against his shoulders as he kissed her hungrily. He whimpered softly at the feeing of her gliding back and forth over him with ease and began to moan each time she sat over him fully.

Severus could not put into words how he felt in this exact moment. He had enjoyed the times they had shared together, sure, or the dates as she called them, but he never in a million years expected for them to end up like this. Despite not being involved with anyone sexually, he wasn’t completely blind to what turned him on and what didn’t. However, the undeniable, nonjudgmental want she had for him was what drove him wild the most.

Their teeth collided as they kissed and Eleanor bunched his hair up in her hands, moaning into his mouth as she moved over him. Severus let out a heavy grunt when he began to lift and lower her with his hands, urging her to move even faster.

“Mm, you like that?” Eleanor broke the kiss and gazed down at him with heavy eyes, biting her lip as she started grinding her hips forward at the same time.

“Ugh, fuck, yes,” He nodded, his mouth hanging open as he rested his head back against the back of the sofa.

“So- fucking- big…” She spoke as she lowered herself over him, latching her lips onto his neck and sucking on it gently.

Severus’ hands moved from her hips to her back, creating red marks from how much their bodies were writhing against each other and how desperate he was to keep hold of her. He hissed in pleasure through clenched teeth when he felt her flicking her tongue against the sensitive red mark now upon his neck.

He was feeling a very unfamiliar flame beginning to climb up his body, both intrigued and afraid of what would happen if it was taunted further. His thighs tensed and his cock throbbed with desperate need of Eleanor’s movements to never stop. The way she moved over him and moans she breathed against his skin told him she was feeling quite the same, only turning him on all the more.

“I— I think something is about… t-to happen…” He whimpered, now trembling beneath her.

“Yes?” Eleanor gasped in pleasure, “Yes!” She took one of his hands and placed it between her legs, guiding him to exactly where she wanted him to touch her.

“Wh.. What are…” He swallowed hard, the flames now licking further up his body.

“Make me cum, Severus,” She whispered against his lips, moaning as he began to move his fingertips in circular motions.

“B—But you’re going to make me-!” He shouted in pleasure, his back starting to arch off the sofa.

“Y—Yes, Professor, l-like-! That!” She cried, her eyes rolling back at the feeling of both his length repeatedly sliding in and out of her and his shockingly skilled fingers.

“Eleanor!” He felt her tighten around him, unable to hold back for even a moment longer as the blaze of ecstasy took over him completely, “Eleanor!”

His hot release shot inside her, the both of them emitting echoing moans which bounced against his chamber walls. The fire was still roaring against her back, resulting in even more glistening sweat on their bodies and the smell of sex radiating off them. The movements didn't die down for a long while, still grasping at each other’s naked bodies as they continued to quite literally ride out their orgasms.

“Severus…” Eleanor breathed out her words, resting her forehead against his shoulder as they both tried to catch their breath.

“W—Was that…” Severus swallowed hard, his arms yearning to be wrapped around her again but feeling physically too exhausted to do so, “Was that okay?”

“Okay?” Eleanor lifted her head and reached for their glasses of wine, handing Severus’ to him, “That was everything, Severus,” She took a sip, enjoying the feeling of his chest still raising and falling against her as he did the same, “I have never known anything to be so worth the wait.”

Severus would be lying if he said he had never felt passion or desire before in his life, but he could count on one hand how many times he had acted upon it. It was unknown for him to even allow himself to think about taking matters into his own hands, let alone become completely vulnerable to another person.

He wasn’t entirely sure what had just happened to him, but all he knew was that he wanted to do it again, and again, and again. And they did. With only sips of wine between, they had their way with each other on the sofa a second time; though this time with Severus’ weight on top of her. Eleanor devoured the view as he towered over her whilst he devoured her.

Tumbling into his bedroom was the next location — albeit to fall asleep, but that soon developing into a literal tumble in the sheets. He didn't even know where his energy had suddenly come from, he could only pin point the fact she had made him feel like he had found a new lease of life. When he awoke this morning, he had no idea this is how he would be going to bed tonight.

“You know, we’re going to have to stop this.” Eleanor breathed out her words as she rolled off him.

“Hm, what?” Severus stretched his arms above his head before rolling onto his side and gazing down at her with his head propped up on his hand, “Why?”

“Because then I'll want to go to sleep like this every night.” She giggled, lightly tracing a pattern against his bicep with her finger.

“If you so wish…” He pursed his lips, glancing at her finger and then her, “You can.”

“Mm,” She leaned in to peck his pursed lips, “I have corrupted Severus Snape.”

“You have,” He nodded, sighing dramatically, “And you’ll pay for it!”

Eleanor opened her mouth to respond but quickly turned into a fit of giggles as Severus quickly wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her gently as she wriggled in his grip. He couldn't remember a time he had ever made someone laugh like this, and, even more to the point, he couldn't remember a time where he laughed like this.

Eleanor turned around with her back to him and settled back into his arms against his body. Severus planted soft kisses along her shoulder and sighed softly, his eyes closing in content.

“I am just satisfied to know that I have made you, of all people, smile on Christmas Day,” She spoke softly, able to feel his smile against her skin once more, “It can always be like this, you know. Never spend it alone again.”

“You are not just a reason to look forward to Christmas, dear Miss Eleanor,” His lips made it to her neck, now whispering into her ear, “You are my reason to look forward to every day.”

“Well, this can be your every day, too…” She spoke timidly, placing her hands over his that were wrapped around her waist from behind.

“I would really like that, actually,” Severus replied quicker than he even anticipated, raising his eyebrows when Eleanor turned her head, kissing him with a grin, “Really like it.”

Eleanor crinkled her nose as they kissed, gently nudging their noses together before turning back around again and snuggling back into his embrace. Severus sighed softly and closed his eyes, resting his lips against the back of her shoulder again and allowing her to feel a new, all-too-familiar prod against her back as she gasped and whispered into the darkness with a grin;

“Again?”

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[legilimens-library]

*Severus is swamped with work as he prepares fresh ingredients for his classes*

Severus: *yelling upstairs* Y/N, could you come give me a hand please?

Y/N: Sure!

Y/N: *walks downstairs to meet him and holds his hand in theirs*

Severus: *trying to contain his laughter* You’re cute, but that’s not what I meant.

[turvi]

Promises

Severus Snape x Fem!Reader

Severus tossed and turned on his bed for Merlin knew how long. Nightmares are his only companion tonight. Right now Severus lay on his back, his breathing erratic, his heartbeat racing. He felt like his body is trying to kill him. He finally got up, knowing well tonight is another night he won’t sleep. He walked towards the balcony, the moon looking upon him.

Severus never believed in wishes, thinking people who did wish were selfish. He never wished for anything but not tonight. Severus felt defeated, scared, and anxious he had no tears left to shed tonight but he held on to the balcony railing so tight that his knuckles were pale. He looked at the moon teary eyed wishing for a moment of rest. He couldn’t take this anymore. It wasn’t fair. 

If you haven’t noticed life isn’t fair. His own words echoed back at him. All he wished for was for a few moments of happiness. Was it too much to ask? He decided to roam around his house when he heard rapid knocks on his door. He took out his wand and cautiously walked towards the front door. He quickly opened the door already pointing his wand at the visitor to find Dumbledore on the other side of his wand.

"What are you doing here," he asked lowering his wand.

“I need your help with a matter” Dumbledore invited himself in at which Severus made known his displeasure with a grunt. 

“What has Potter done now?” He snarled 

“Nothing… yet, but she could use your help,” Dumbledore said pointing at nothing. Severus looked at him with confusion. Dumbledore turned around to see no one behind him. 

He sighed and peeked outside the door “Dear come in, it’s fine it’s safe here” 

You walked up at the entrance to watch Severus’ face soften at your appearance.

It looked like you had not slept properly for days. Severus had only met you thrice with you being the Dark Lord’s captive. He could still remember those days as if they happened yesterday. All those times you walked in on him crying and the times he did. 

“I guess I won’t have to introduce you two?” Dumbledore asked hinting at the times Severus told him about you. 

“I still don’t understand how I can help” His tone was softer than earlier, he always had his softest voice reserved for you when he saw how the Dark Lord used to yell at you. He couldn’t help but feel bad. After all, you were his age. 

“Well the Dark Lord is returning as we all are aware and he will look for her” Dumbledore explained to him 

 “I don’t know Dumbledore it’s dangerous”

“Please I will be quiet and do all my work, you won’t even notice that I am here” you finally spoke up. It broke his heart to see you like this. He didn’t see you much in Hogwarts, every time you met him was when he became a death eater as you were imprisoned by Dark Lord. He never knew why your meeting was always short. 

“It’s too risky Dumbledore and you know why, what if Dark Lord decided to visit me or he finds out she is here” 

Dumbledore sighed “Severus, of course, I thought of that possibility but I don’t know where else can I hide her, you have been able to fool him so far I am sure you can do it again” 

Severus looked at you to see that you were still not making eye contact with people. 

Severus pinched his nose bridge letting out a sigh, he was furious at Dumbledore. He couldn’t really blame you, clearly, you went to ask for help from Dumbledore, and he as usual dumped this issue on Severus. 

“Alright I’ll figure something out” Severus sighed 

“Thank you, Severus,” Dumbledore said. He turned around and comforted you ‘He is going to take care of you, and my office is always open for you, you can come by whenever you feel like it.” With that Dumbledore left Spinner’s End. 

Severus cleared his throat. He has never felt this awkward since he was a teenager. He finally spoke up “Do you want something to eat?” 

You quickly nodded your head “No I had dinner with Dumbledore” 

“Oh good at least he offered that” he mumbled under his breath 

“I am sorry to bother you, Mr. Snape” 

“You have nothing to be sorry about, it’s just that this was unexpected, please make yourself comfortable Miss-” 

Oh right you never got to tell him your name “Y/n L/n”  

Severus stood there not knowing what to do with himself now. He rarely had someone over at his home let alone a woman.  

“Would you like some tea?” you asked him, he chuckled “I should be asking you that dear please settle down and let me make you some tea” 

Your heart warmed up by the nickname he gave you. You have heard a lot of rumors about the Potions master. How he is one of the most strict professors, he hates everyone and everyone hates him. How no one has seen even a small smile from him and he has no heart. But you find out that maybe they are lying because no heartless man would care like this about a person they only met three times.

Part 2

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[thatweirdchristians]

You come home from a very long day, the smell of something delicious filling the house. Walking into your beautiful large kitchen you fine Severus already cooking dinner with a glass of scotch waiting for you.

[severussnapeteddybear]

Dating Severus snape would include!

Shyness at the beginning of the relationship.

Trust issues

Jealousy

Feeling guilty

After a while, Sev gets even more used to your company.

You become inseparable. Where you are, that's where he is.

Always sleep hugging to feel each other's presence.

Severus knows how to make you happy.

Severus snape promised you that he would always protect you.

Always take care of each other.

Severus sleeps more peacefully without nightmares. He no longer has nightmares because you are always by his side.

He always needs to see or touch you to be sure you are with him.

Vulnerability

Love

Overprotective

Caring