#sev u are amazing!

[dreamskug]

Ivarr by @wraithsoutlaws Thank you so much! 🖤

[seer-smiles]

Hi hiizzz :D

Hiii!!!!! I'm Sybil Trawelany! :D

she/they/he and I'm 16

gender doesn't matter to me! 🩷🩷 if I love u I do!

I'm a Ravenclaw!

I love divination and potions, plz plz plz ask me about them!!

You can usually find me in the library or the divination classroom ✨✨

my hair color switches from blonde to brown a lot so don't pay it much mind!!! I have it change based off my emotions :)))

I won't tell which is which thooooooo

these r my friends!!

@pandora-opens-the-box PANDA!! my bff

@brightestrockstar Sirius!! he's friends w Lily!!

@jamie-pr0ngs-p0tter He seems cool!! friends w Sirius!!

@reg-theblack Regulus!! Super Coolio and smart

@cemetriiez BARTY! Fellow ravenclaw (totally doesn't scare me a bit)

@marls-the-mother-fucker she seems so amazing I wanna be friends 😔😔

@lily-with-one-l LILY!!! amazing and sweet person!!

@evan-therose1 EVAN, PANDAS TWIN

@d-d-dor-cas Dorcas! so so cool

@sev-darling Severus! idk him well

ooc: if you don't like my interpretation of her you can leave— I don't own any of these photos all creds to original owners

[archangeldyke-all]

Helloooo! I'm gonna try my best explaining this but I was wondering if you could write something about sevika having you between her legs and while her legs are forcing your open (hopefully that made sense) and her playing with your pussy? Or maybe even your clit and perhaps edging you thag way aswell? (I really do hope this made sense 😭)

Anyways have a wonderful day and if you don't want to write something like this thags completely fine 😋

heheheheheheheheheheheheeheh... i'm gonna combine this request with another one! hope u enjoy :)

hmmm would you ever write sevika tying reader up? 🫣🫣🫣

men and minors dni

sevika's got your back pressed to her chest, her legs wound around yours to keep your legs spread, as she gently fucks you with two of her fingers. her free hand's groping your tits and stomach, and her mouth has been sucking endless hickeys into your neck and shoulders.

she's had you like this for an hour. and she hasn't let you cum yet.

your hands are clawing at her strong arms, but she doesn't even seem to notice. she's drunk off of you, off of the sounds you're making and the weight of you pressed against her chest, the little twitches of your body when she circles your clit with her dripping wet fingers.

"sev-- please please please lemme cum, i-- ah fuck-- i've been so good for you 'm fuckin dying for it sevika, please!" you whine. sevika chuckles, her chest rumbling against your back and her lips pressing against your ear.

"'y should see how desperate you are right now. so fuckin' hot." she mumbles, ignoring your pleas. you whine and struggle in her hold, but don't get far. sevika sinks her teeth into your shoulder. "quit squirming." she growls. you relent, melting back into her hold. she smiles against the bite mark and plunges her fingers back inside you.

"sevika!" you whine. she chuckles again.

"you said i could do anything i wanted to you if i did the dishes tonight. so shut up and take it." she grunts. you whimper.

"b-but-- 'y didn't even do the dishes yet!" you whine. sevika laughs behind you. "'s no fair!" you whine again. sevika just hums in faux sympathy as she continues to abuse your g-spot with delicious little circles. you're close-- you've been close for the past thirty minutes-- and she can tell. sevika knows your body like the back of her hand, and she knows just how far she can take you before she has to pull away, cutting you off from your pleasure moments before you cum. there's tears in your eyes as you gasp. "no!" you whine. "no no, please, sev, please, c'mon!" you whine. she laughs, scratching at your thighs and ignoring your twitching clit inches away from her hand.

you aren't thinking anymore, and your hand flies down to rub at your clit. you're so close, gasping and shaking and crying as you touch yourself. sevika lets you, and for a second, you think she's going to let you get yourself off. you melt in relief, your orgasm building in your stomach, and just when you're about to tip over the edge, sevika wretches your hand away.

"wait!" you cry. she chuckles as she pulls both of your hands behind your back, wrapping her belt around your wrist and pulling it tight. you struggle against the bond, but can't break free, especially not with your bound wrists squished between sevika's abs and your back. "sevika!" you scream in frustration.

"poor baby." she says.

"i hate you!" you cry. sevika laughs.

"i love you too, baby." she says, pressing a kiss to your cheek. you whine and cry against her while she strokes your hair and presses kisses to your face. "you okay?" she whispers, dropping her sultry tone of voice to genuinely check in on you. you sniffle and gather your thoughts, checking in on yourself, too.

"gimmie a kiss." you demand, turning your head to pout at your wife. she grins and leans forward pressing her lips against yours, smiling against you. "you're evil." you whisper against her lips. she laughs.

"you're amazing. takin' it so well." she says. you whimper. "you wanna cum?" she teases you. you pout and nod. "beg for it." she says, her fingers ghosting over your cunt. you shudder.

"please make me cum, sevika. i need it so bad. need your fingers-- need you to make me cum, please!"

she hums, then plunges her fingers back inside you.

you're shaking in her grip, anticipation and arousal and nerves coursing through you. "please don't stop, please don't stop, please, sevika, please, i need it!" you whine. sevika hums against you, pressing kisses to your scalp.

"y' want me to keep going?" she asks. you groan and nod. she smirks against your neck. "i'll keep goin' babe." she promises.

you sigh in relief, melting against her chest and letting pleasure course through your body. sevika keeps her word, and she fucks you until you cum around her fingers.

"f-fuck!" you scream as you finally, finally cum. it's ten times more intense than usual, all the edging having worked you up beyond belief, and you barely recognize the animalistic groans and grunts coming from your lips as sevika works you through it.

"awe, there you go honey. feel so fuckin' good cummin' around my fingers, you needed it real bad, huh?" she teases. "you're makin' a mess." she whispers, "look, look at the sheets." she grunts. you can't-- your eyes are scrunched closed and you can hardly breathe, but you can feel the puddle she's referring to under your ass.

"sevika!" you gasp out as the last wave of your orgasm washes over you. sevika chuckles, her fingers continuing to work inside you to prolong your orgasm. you start twitching from overstimulation, and your pleasure melts into discomfort and sensitivity. "w-what are you--"

"you begged me to keep going, honey, i'm just doing what you asked." she whispers with an evil laugh as she continues ramming her fingers in and out of your squelching cunt. you're writing in her gasp, trying to fight the hold her legs have on yours to close your thighs-- but sevika's way too strong and you're way too fucked out for it to be a fair fight.

"sev!" you gasp. another orgasm washes over you, completely unexpected, and sevika gasps as you start squirting.

she pulls her fingers out, only to fiddle with your clit, your cum spraying everywhere-- soaking your bodies, the bed, the wall behind you.

"holy fucking shit, i love you." sevika grunts. "you're so perfect. give it to me honey, give it all to me." she demands.

when your stream becomes a trickle, sevika grunts in disappointment and delivers a swift smack to your cunt. you gasp and shake, a tiny trickle of squirt soaking her hand, and sevika chuckles, smacking you again.

"sev!" you gasp out. she hums.

"yeah?" she asks, her fingers returning to rubbing gentle circles in your clit.

"i-i can't!" you whine, knowing that she's looking for more. she laughs.

"yes you can, y' just did. all you gotta do is lay there and take it, baby, and you're doin' such a good fuckin' job." she mumbles. her fingers dip down to sink back inside you, slowly fucking your wet cunt.

"sevika!" you whine. she chuckles.

"yeah?" she asks again.

"y-you're the worst!" you whine. she laughs.

"your cunt doesn't seem to feel the same way." she teases you. you whine, leaning your head back against sevika's shoulder, and she takes the opportunity to kiss away your tears. "you're so fucking perfect. i'm so in love with you." she whispers, like she isn't fucking you nasty with three of her fingers now. "you still good?" she asks again.

you take a shaky breath as your third orgasm starts creeping up.

"you're doing the dishes for the rest of the month, you bitch." you whisper shakily. she laughs behind you.

"anything for you, babe." she whispers, kissing your head, her fingers thrusting into you with a brutal pace. "anything."

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[shalomniscient]

sev do u have literally Any headcanons ab adela. nsfw or sfw. im begging. theres so little on this app and shes seriously the love of my life like im ceying i love her so bad

ADELAAAAAAAA i will confess i haven’t really Thought about her in a while because……. shalom……. BUT i do have SOME thoughts (shocking)

of all the sinners i feel like adela is the most inherently domestic, if that makes sense? she’s nurturing by nature (an absolutely AMAZING adela-coded song is two by sleeping at last) and if that comes at her own expense, so be it. it’s wonderfully, beautifully tragic, especially when contrasted with how chief/we feel about her. i worry because i love you vs. i don’t want you to worry because i love you dhshksskjd i’m scratching at the walls of my enclosure—

adela is so used to giving, giving, giving that when she recieves it throws her for a loop sometimes. there’s a supervision incident where we give her hand cream since her hands have started to crack due to shampoo overuse and she’s a little taken aback by it. she’ll take your hand in hers and whispers her gratitude so softly, only for you to hear. maybe you can even see the tips of her ears turning a light pink.

quality time, acts of services and physical touch are definitely adela’s top love languages. return any of these to her and she’ll feel her heart pitter-patter in her chest. maybe bring her a blend of tea she enjoys that she was running low on, or help her clean up her salon (cell?) as she closes up. if you’re feeling a little romantic, play some music on the record player and dance with her a little. she’s a little like raven in the sense she likes the idea of being romanced. she’ll rest her head on your chest and sway with you, hand in hand, and nothing else in the world will matter. in this place, in your arms, there are no worries. sometimes, it becomes difficult to leave.

but when you do leave, inevitably, to risk your life over and over again that tight knot in her chest worsens. she sees it, the strands of worry, all around her cell and her hands itch for her shears. she’ll be tense until the moment you return—and when you do, she won’t fling herself into your arms. but if you decide to pull her in anyway, hold her tightly against you, she won’t object. she’ll dig her fingers into the fabric of your coat and hold you tightly. run your fingers through her hair until she feels the tension bleed from her body. expect her to be a little more clingy after that, always wanting to ensure you’re in her vicinity, or if she can be selfish, in her arms.

adela’s kisses are gentle and tender. her lips are soft against your own, and she tastes like sweet tea and mint. she prefers to kiss you when she has you all to herself, in the privacy of her cell. she’ll loop her arms around your neck, or cup your face in her hands—she just wants to hold you close, always. she especially loves pressing butterfly kisses on your cheeks, adoring the way you flush under her touch. you mean so much to her, more than she can express in words, so she’ll be sure to show you.

[nsft utc]

adela is a huge switch to me. it’s part of her tendency to put others before herself; she’ll do pretty much anything that makes you happy. i don’t see her as a strap kinda gal, but if you want her to top you best be sure she’ll finger you until you see the gates of heaven. her fine motor skills are digustingly good and she will be sure to make full use of it. your whimpers and whines of pleasure are intoxicating to her, and sometimes she’ll become so obsessed with them she’ll have you crying tears of overstimulation as you cum on her fingers for the nth time.

but that being said, she doesn’t mind bottoming either—go down on her and she’ll give you the breathiest, sweetest moans you’ve ever heard. her hands will tangle in your hair, tugging and scratching at your scalp whenever you brush a particularly good spot. she’ll giggle a little when you come back up to kiss her and your hair’s a mess; she’ll do her best to fix it somewhat, but it’s an exercise in futility when you inevitably decide to go down and devour her again. i feel like she’s also a creamer rather than a squirter, but oh boy can she get you to squirt with those fucking fingers…

i think adela’s a little less into toys in general, preferring to go about it the more “traditional” way, if you will. but best believe she is very into lingerie. on you, on her, doesn’t matter—but she’ll definitely enjoy seeing it on you. wear something lacy and blue (her particular shade of blue) and she’ll turn the brightest shade of red before dragging you right to bed to unwrap you. if it’s a little too complex to take off she’d totally summon her shears and snip them right off—but she’ll promise to buy you a new set between sweet, breathless kisses.

adela loves, loves, loves aftercare too. she’ll spoil you rotten with it. and if she’s the one boneless on the sheets, then be sure to spoil her with aftercare. a long, warm bath after fucking each other silly is one of her favourite things in the world, and depending on how either of you are feeling, she’ll either be spooning you in the tub or be the one being spooned. in whichever case, the wind-down is always soothing and affectionate, a time just for you and her and nothing else. it’s in these quiet moments she’ll bury her face into your hair and whisper those fragile words, “i love you”.

(don’t you know? she loves you more than anything—even the fear of losing you.)

[marlene-the-queen]

🎀 literally just a girl 🎀

ur fav lesbian, marlene mckinnon!!! im a gryffindor, im 16, i play guitar, i go to all the quidditch matches, fuck with my friends u fuck with me, love uuuu

my pookies!!!

@dorcas-m3adows my beautiful amazing gf ily baby

@lilyevansoffical lilssss ily

@mary365partygirl mary ily to

@theh0tteststar siri my favorite

@remuthebooklover remus, casanova of gryffindor tower

@james-the-amazing-potter jamie! lils bf and the sweetest man i’ve met so far

@peter-knows-nothing peter ily you know everything

my gfs friends, ily all

@depressed-poets-unite reggieeee

@barty-has-a-blog barty. love getting high w you

@ros1erevan evan, bartys bf

@pandoras-nox pandora my gf-in-law

@strange-love-4evah xeno by bf-in-law

@andy-black-1951 andromeda? idk her rlly

@cissy-n0ble-blck narcissa. idk her either

@sev-snape-potions little shit

@black-never-lestrange psycho shit

rp acct! don’t like go away. dm @lovemelikecrazyiloveyoucrazy to join

[crguang]

Hii I’m new to your blog and I just discovered the violinist Kafka au which I’m currently so obsessed with it, the direction/what you’re coming up with is so interesting/exciting. Honestly not a lot of au’s nowadays got me giggling and kicking my feet like this one does!

I even created a Spotify playlist abt kfr….. I’m still trying to figure out some songs that might fit them but I wanted to share my current obsession with this au! It makes me so happy!!

Your writing style is so gorgeous, I’m in love with it. You are amazing!

HIII AAAAAA YOU MADE A WHOLE PLAYLIST?!?!!?! AND YOURE NOT GOING TO SHAREEEEE????? welcome, welcome, im so glad you’re enjoying the au!! i want to make an extensive post with all the lore on it one day so its easier for people to follow along, i love this au so much kfr are my babies. if you need some kfr songs may i please recommend this one… its violin/piano instrumental and in my head i can picture them playing this so clearly🥹

also, courtesy of sev, this is literally them. like it’s insane how much it fits, any song that speaks of wasted opportunities and lost love is kfr, but also songs that portray childhood/teenage love very well

ALSO FROM SEV not a spotify link but everyone should listen to this and picture kfr playing it and go through the same intense emotions i did when i heard it for the first time. they’re performing this somehow i’ll make it happen

https://youtu.be/_ubcKFyUz1w?si=lfmMIt8da2lvwXS9

please share your playlist if you’re comfy enough….. i’d love to listen to it while i write 🥹 i cant believe you started one over this au aaa that makes me so happy. thank u sm for the nice words as well <33

[ecstarry]

idk if you like it but you would be SO good at writing for wiseprince (I think thats what alex calls them,,),,,, or basically any ship lol

i saw his moodboard and i vibe with it i just still have a hard time separating how i’ve seen sev for such a long time to everything that alexander has explained to me i doubt i’ll write them as a main ship but maybe as a background one some day. vibes are amazing tho but im curious what makes u think i would write it well i feel like its a very diff dynamic than what i usually write

[piscespetals]

i love roomate sev!!! im glad i found you and your fics wow girl that was amazing! and the i love...love, you. i have that in my profile for pride and prejudice, did u see that movie? i highly recommend (the 2005 one) 🩷🩷

yes, i'm glad you recognized it :) that's my favorite version of p&p, but the 1995 comes in a close second<3

[acepedia]

BODY BUILD MASS

got  this  link  from  sev  and  the  guy  exercising  calisthenics  is  a  perfect  example  of  ace's  body  build  mass  and  how  i  imagine  it  as  well  since  calisthenics  is  amazing  for  building  functional,  full-body  muscle  but  there  is  a  limit  to  the  amount  of  sheer  mass  you  can  gain  with  calisthenics  but  to  go  further  u  have  to  eat  and  train  like  a  bodybuilder  (  which  to  some  extent  ace  does,  he  trains  like  one.  )  solely  because  ace's  body  is  all  about  strength,  endurance.  

he  needs  to  be  physically  strong  and  he  wants  to  be.  he  needs  to  be  fully  capable  of  being  a  weapon  for  whitebeard.  he's  his  son  yes  but  ace  is  also  an  animal,  a  weapon,  a  key  to  gates  of  hell  with  his  devil  fruit  and  he  can  unleash  hell  on  earth  with  his  powers  and  strength  alone. 

[enjomo-arch]

got this link from sev and the guy exercising calisthenics is a perfect example of ace's body build mass and how i imagine it as well since calisthenics is amazing for building functional, full-body muscle but there is a limit to the amount of sheer mass you can gain with calisthenics but to go further u have to eat and train like a bodybuilder ( which to some extent ace does, he trains like one. ) solely because ace's body is all about strength, endurance.

he needs to be physically strong and he wants to be. he needs to be fully capable of being a weapon for whitebeard. he's his son yes but ace is also an animal, a weapon, a key to gates of hell with his devil fruit and he can unleash hell on earth with his powers and strength alone.

and the guy next to him is just sanji < 3

[ennabear]

ENNABEAR I OWE YOU MY LIFE FOR THIS ONE

Its fucking worth the wait for

m balling my eyes out my sweet girls deserved some peace and love and i love you for writing such a masterpiece thank you thank you thank you im giving you the biggest hug in the world you’re amazing

^and tell your coworker to sleep with an open eye cuz imma hunt and will have no mercy, and thank you for asking, nothing can ruin my day after reading this treasure you just shared with us^

-📝

THANK YOUUU SWEET NONNIEE I LOVE U SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭 i love mel and sev with my whole heart i think i need to write a whole novel about them next instead of just a fic… MY BAEESSSSS 🥹🥹🥹🥹 but i’m glad you liked it!!! IM SQUEEZING YOU EVEN TIGHTER BABE U HAVE NO IDEA 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

[mycelium-bf]

I feel like it's weird bc yeah there IS a canon visual representation of severus in the movies but since reading the books the movies have felt less like canon and just like something extra which I know is weird but that's how my brain is processing it

anyway whenever I think about sev or picture him in my head it's mostly my personal interpretation of him based on the books (and fanart/headcanons I've seen of book!sev) rather than him from the movies and that's why I draw him much differently from the movies too

idk it's complicated having an f/o who comes from two different kinds of media ive never done this before hfbfjdjd

[finex09]

forever pissed that the Sevdaliza and Sebastian collab literally only lasted barely 2 mins......like SIR AND MADAME, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, YOU COME BACK AND FINISH RIGHT NEOW

[archangeldyke-all]

HIIII. I’m gonna like try one last time to make a request cause I understand you said there’s something up with your inbox and idk if like tumblr keeps eating mine but anyways—

How about sevika with a reader who’s fucking hilarious/super nice and makes her laugh but when it comes to actually being alone with sevika they are horrible at eye contact and are like supppperrr shy and embarrassed.

Especially like during their first time together (✂️✂️), THE GIRL CANT EVEN SPEAK.

I wonder if sevika would be patient- or if she would be the one to say she’s inlove first.

Idk but it’s up to you to answer this so ofc as alwayyyssss I hope you have annnn amazing day!

tumblr always manages to delete the cutest fucking suggestions thank u for sending this in again omg

men and minors dni

you're the life of the fucking party. no matter you go, you manage to make a friend. you've always got people laughing, you've always got a funny story to tell, and you can keep a conversation with a brink fucking wall. sevika thinks you're fucking amazing, the funniest person she's ever met.

she also thinks you hate her.

when you're alone with sevika, you're completely silent.

she thinks you've got something against her, and she's desperate to make it up to you somehow.

which leads to her being extraordinarily nice to you. which only leads to you being more awkward and standoffish around her.

you can't fucking help it. she's the most attractive woman you've ever met, you just can't help how tongue tied and shy you get around her.

it takes you guys a long fucking time to figure it out.

six months-- six months of sevika being incessantly nice to you, and you basically being silent to her-- and sevika finally gets fed up.

"look-- i don't know what i did to you-- but can you please just fucking tell me so i can figure out a way to make it up to you?" she asks one night at the bar. ran just left-- leaving you and sevika to sit in the typical awkward silence that follows the two of you around.

you blink at her. "what are you talking about?" you ask. she groans.

"oh for fuck's sake! you never fucking talk to me! i've seen you hold conversations with toddlers longer than you hold conversations with me! i don't get it! what did i do to you that makes you so fucking quiet around me?" she asks. you blink again, embarrassment creeping up your spine.

"y-you haven't done anything--"

"--oh bullshit--"

"--except be very attractive." you finish. sevika freezes, your sentence catching up to her. you bite your lip. "you're... incredibly hot. it... kinda makes my brain... mush." you finish.

sevika blinks at you in shock for about five seconds, before a cocky smirk ticks up at the corner of her mouth. "is that so?" she asks, sitting back in her seat and eyeing you in an entirely new light. you gulp.

"shut up." you mutter. sevika chuckles.

"oh... this is fucking amazing." she says, grinning at you.

the first time you guys fuck, you keep trying to hide your face behind your hands. sevika fucking loves it, laughing down at you and smacking your hands away as she grinds her cunt against yours.

"show me that pretty fuckin' face, baby." she says. you whimper.

"s-sev." you whisper. she chuckles.

"fuck happened to you, huh? where'd all those words go? y' were talking up a storm earlier to silco-- makin' fun of me all night long-- what happened?" she asks.

you just whine. she laughs evilly, then ducks down to press her lips against yours.

she never stops teasing you about your uncharacteristic shyness around her. ever.

even when you're trying to tell her you love her.

"w-would you stop looking at me like that?" you ask. sevika smirks. she's got you on her lap, her hands on your waist. you had told her you wanted to tell her something important, and she had sat the two of you on the couch like this, as if her thumbs drawing circles on your hips wouldn't distract you at all.

"keep going... 'we've been dating for a few months now'...?" she prompts, starting where you had left of before she started smirking at you like that.

"w-we've been dating for a while and i-i wanted to tell you that..." you trail off again, your eyes locked on where her tongue is licking across the top row of her teeth as she grins.

"that?" she asks. you sigh shakily, and sevika chuckles.

"you're a fucking asshole." you mumble. she bursts into laughter and darts forward to kiss your lips.

"ouch, babe." she says. you roll your eyes at her. "you shoulda told me that before we spent so much time together-- woulda saved you a whole lotta trouble."

"fuck off." you grunt. she pinches you hip and you huff.

"c'mon, tell me." she says. "i'll stop." she promises, miming zipping her lips shut. you roll your eyes at her and look away.

"i love you." you mumble.

sevika's quiet for a moment, and you gulp. then, her finger is under your chin, guiding you to look back at her.

she's grinning, and your anxiety melts away.

"i love you too." she says.

your stomach does a somersault, and you lean forward to bury your face against her shoulder. "oh fuck." you mumble. she chuckles, her hand coming up to rub your back.

"you're so fucking cute it kills me a bit." she says. you huff against her.

"i hate what you do to me." you groan.

"oh yeah? because last night you seemed to like it quite a--"

"shut up sevika!" you cry. she just laughs.

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[moonlightdancer26]

Hello! I am a new follower of yours but really enjoy your posts. I like both Snape and the Marauders. I was wondering if u have any tips on navigating fandom spaces because of that. I know you hate James but you seem to love Remus and love Sirius sometimes (love/hate relationship?) while also being a Sev stan and I’m wondering how you do that. Hope this question doesn’t come off as strange, I’m so excited to dive into the fandom.

Hi, thank you so much!

To answer your question, I don’t really… know how I do it. I just… do. When it comes to the HP fandom, I mostly just stick with the Snapedom, Remadora shippers (which includes chill Marauder fans and Prongsfoot shippers), Ron fans, and Drarry shippers. I try to avoid negative/toxic fans and mostly hang around with fandom spaces of ships and characters I love.

I’d say just stick with the Snapedom (and some other fandom spaces you like); they’re super nice and respectful, and a majority of them—including myself—like and sometimes love Remus and Sirius (mainly Remus tho, a lot of us hate Sirius XD). I don’t know if you hate James or not, from your ask I assume you like him? If yes, then it’s gonna be harder finding other fans, but you’ll manage. I have a lot of unpopular opinions and I’m doing just fine (maybe not so much but *shrugs*). I do know someone who loves both Snape and all of the Marauders—my good friend @vegathebrighteststar (she’s great btw, you should deffo follow her <3).

and love Sirius sometimes (love/hate relationship?)

Yeah.. it’s complicated.

Hope this question doesn’t come off as strange, I’m so excited to dive into the fandom.

Oh no, your question doesn’t sound strange whatsoever. If you need any help with anything, you can always come to me!

I hope this helped you, and I hope your fandom experience is as pleasant as possible. Have an amazing day!

[mrssnivellussnape]

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Bundle of Joy

Requested by Anon: ‘I hope you're still making requests 😭 i'm new on your page and I loved your works! can u write a fic wherein snape's wife is pregnant and all just fluff? huhu, and maybe when snape is with y/n while giving birth? if it's okay with u, of course. i just want some fluff since im fluff deprived 😐 [(P.S. YOUR WORKS ARE AMAZING!… P.P.S. I ALREADY LOVE U!]

AN: Eeeeee thank you ☺️☺️ and I LOVE YOU TOO!!! I’m actually lowkey/midkey/highkey obsessed with this story so I hope you all enjoy it too 😌🥰❤️!

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Words: 4.8k

Warnings: Child birth (not detailed, not gory, but still wanted it to be a warning lol)

“Sev!” You called out. “Sev, she’s doing it again!” It took less than a minute for you to hear the quick paced steps of your husband.

His eyes landed on the comfy settee you were seated on, “How long has she been doing it?”

“She just started, love. I promise you haven’t missed a thing.” You laughed at how his shoulders relaxed. “What are you doing?”

“You don’t expect me to feel my daughter kicking through your shirt, do you?” He asked offended. At your deadpan face, he rolled his eyes, “Darling, may you please lift your shirt?”

“Honestly, Severus, it doesn’t make a difference.” You still lifted your shirt over your swollen belly nonetheless.

He chose to halfheartedly ignore you, instead paying attention to the noticeable kicks your daughter was producing. Since she’d started doing so, Severus had made sure he didn’t miss a single kick. You first found out that he was utterly fascinated by it when you’d call him each time it happened.

You’d described the odd sensation once and ever since then, you’d kept telling him how it felt - complaining more so the further you’d gotten in your pregnancy. It was cute and adorable the few couple of months, but now it was downright uncomfortable.

Though, times like now made it enjoyable.

Severus noticed your eyebrow raise and looked at you quizzically, “What?” He asked.

“Are you going to do it?” You tilted your head to the side.

He still looked confused, “Do what?”

“Don’t get cute with me. You know what.” You laughed. A quick flash of realization shown on his face before a veiled glimpse of embarrassment washed over him.

He waited until your daughter kicked once, then twice, before putting his large palm over your abdomen and lightly pressing down. You felt small flutters, similar to how it was in the beginning, before she gave a rough hit to your stomach walls. They’d just high fived each other.

Severus’ eyes lit up and a small smile covered his face. He looked up at you in utter awe, “I’ll never get tired of that.”

You smiled back at him, but yours looked tired compared to his. “Yes, well that’s easy to say when your stomach doesn’t feel like it’s constantly being hit by a stray bludger.”

“I’m sorry.” He had a look of sympathy for your pain.

You felt him taking his hands off of your stomach and you quickly placed yours over his, keeping them there. Shaking your head, you told him, “Don’t be, I like the little games you two play - despite it being at my expense. I’m just happy that she’s active.”

“Right,” Severus nodded in agreement. “That proves that she’s going to be exactly like you.”

“Hey, that could be a good thing.” You argued. “Plus, we never know, she could be like her father: holed up in the dungeons, workings on his potions for hours, and making snarky remarks at everyone.”

He rolled his eyes when you shrugged in feigned innocence. There was a sharp kick that reverberated through your stomach and it made you gasp in pain. Severus noticed and immediately got closer to you.

“What it is?” He frantically asked. “What’s wrong?”

You took a few deep breaths before responding, “I’m fine.”

He didn’t look convinced, though. “Are you sure? You don’t think she’s coming early, do you?”

“Not likely.” You shot that idea completely down. It was way too early for your daughter to even think about coming out, and you weren’t exactly ready for her to do so either. “Apparently, she isn’t happy with me being snippy with her daddy.”

Pride washed over Severus at the new title he’d be given - and would be called a year from now. Daddy. There was something so endearing about knowing you were going to be a parent. And while it was also absolutely terrifying, Severus couldn’t be more ready than he was.

“Mummy was just kidding, Princess,” he spoke to your belly. “She loves me almost as much as you love me. Though, she’s pretty close.” He heard your faint laugh as he continued caressing you.

Severus played a bit more with your daughter - a few more high fives, different kicks that you felt literally everywhere, and even the outline of an… elbow? He couldn’t tell and you’d told him that it was definitely a knee.

Looking up from his bended knee position, Severus noticed your sudden fatigue. He got up from the floor and sat on the couch, lifting your feet onto his lap so he could rub them. You sighed and turned to look at him with a grateful smile.

“You know,” a yawn interrupted you. “We still haven’t picked a name out for her yet.” You turned to lie on your back so that you could look at your husband.

“We’ve gone back and forth on multiple names, and each time you’ve said no.” He pointed out.

You nodded in agreement because you’d been indecisive your entire pregnancy. Whether it was food or drinks, from how many pillows you wanted on the bed to how hot or cold it needed to be, you couldn’t decide. It had been infuriating early on, but Severus had grown accustomed to it.

Though, when it came to the name of your unborn child, even you were frustrated with yourself. You wanted a name that was strong (like you and Severus) but also beautiful on it’s on (like your daughter would be). That was difficult too.

“I just want our daughter to have a meaningful name, Sev. Is that so bad?”

He made sure to tread lightly because he never knew when your mood was going to full on switch, “No, it isn’t, love. But at this point, I just want our daughter to actually have a name.”

You huffed, “What names have you picked out?”

“Not many, but I have maybe three that you might be fond of.”

“Okay,” you nodded. “How about this; you pick the middle name, and I’ll pick the first?” You wagered.

He smirked at you, “I’m not against that idea. Whichever name I pick out, that has to be her middle name, yes?” A nod was given in response. “Alright.”

“Severus, I swear to Circe, if you pick out an odd name, I’m going to hex you.” You promised.

And he knew you meant it, “Yes, darling. Trust me, I know.” He saw your eyes closing and you trying to fight it off. Knowing how much you hated falling asleep on the sofa now, he lightly tapped you awake, “Why don’t we go to the room.”

You followed him, a new wave of sleep washing over you as you walked up the steps. You’d both gotten into your spacious bedroom and he’d stripped to his boxers while you decided to forego any clothes (you claimed they made you hot while you slept).

You two cuddled close together and Severus stroked your hair soothingly, “I never thought I’d be given this opportunity.” He admitted. “Being able to be married to a woman I love immensely, expecting a child with you, hell even just getting a chance to love someone.”

You looked up at him as he spoke. You loved this man more than he knew and he deserved it. Every amount of affection, loving words, and gentle touches that you offered him. You were positive that your daughter would do the same as you and you had a gut feeling that she was going to have Severus wrapped around her little finger.

“You’re warranted this same feeling just as anyone else would be, Sev.” You kissed his knuckles, strumming your thumb over his wedding band.

He brought you closer to him as your eyes fell and your breathing evened out. In that moment, he’d made a promise, one he found himself making very often lately; he was going to protect you and your daughter until he couldn’t. He’d love both of you as best as he could and even more when that wasn’t enough. He’d nurture his daughter far better than he’d ever received from either of his parents. And he’d, without a shroud of doubt, cater to every need imaginable concerning the two of you.

Your daughter would never have to worry about being loved by her father. She’d never have to fear being yelled at or struck by him. She’d never go through what Severus had growing up.

With those thoughts in his head, he too felt himself drift off into a thankfully peaceful slumber.

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It had been three months since you and Severus both decided who got to choose which name, and in those three months, you still hadn’t chosen all but one.

Hogwarts was back in session for another long school year. New students had joined and previous students from before had been welcomed with warm greetings from you.

Your students had noticed your ever swollen stomach that not even your robes could shield, and they’d asked you a multitude of questions. Some from ‘How are you feeling?’, ‘Have you had any nasty cravings?’, and down to ‘How could you be having a kid with a greasy git like Professor Snape?’. You’d taken 20 points from Gryffindor for that.

It had been a relatively calm three months, despite what the wizarding world was currently dealing with, and for that you were appreciative. Your pregnancy had gotten progressively harder the closer you got to your due date.

You’d become more irritable as well and due to your daughter’s arrival happening soon, Severus had become a mother hen over you. He came to your every need, did almost everything for you back in your shared quarters, hardly left you alone to the point you’d have to remind him he had classes, and stayed damn near glued to your side.

As touching as it was, it was frustrating. You were a grown woman and being hovered over wasn’t something you liked or wanted. You’d dealt with that enough over the course of your childhood to late teens and you hadn’t liked it then.

Not only was that bad, but your appetite had increased along with your need for rest. If you weren’t eating, you were sleeping; if you weren’t sleeping, you were eating. You’d definitely gained a couple noticeable pounds - nothing too drastic whatsoever - and you’d spent a long day crying and being reassured by Severus that it was normal. He’d reminded you that you were carrying for another life and eating for two had caused your rise in hunger.

That had helped your attitude for the time being… until your breasts started to dreadfully ache. You didn’t want Severus touching them at all anymore and it made you sad. But if you couldn’t even wear a brassiere comfortably, there was no chance of him being able to grope you in any sexually appeasing way. 

The horrible attitude you’d accumulated because of your displeasure had become evident. Your students had come to slightly fear how quickly you went from loving and kind, to scary and irate. It was similar to their Professor Snape and they weren’t fond of it.

The children knew that your tolerance for them had gone out completely when you’d blatantly yelled at, who they assumed, your favorite student. It was a Slytherin girl - Charlotte Bell - who’d been the victim. She’d been talking to one of her housemates while you were teaching. You normally didn’t like disturbances in your classroom so no one understood why the girl thought now would be a time where you welcomed it.

You’d given her a rather harsh tongue lashing that almost made the poor girl cry - a surprise to everyone. She’d quickly apologized and stayed quiet the rest of the class. By the time it ended, she’d hurriedly gathered her things and basically ran out of the classroom, completely ignoring her friend who she’d been talking to. You wanted to feel bad, but you didn’t; if she’d been quiet and paying attention, it could’ve all been avoided.

You’d sounded like Severus recently. That thought alone made you shiver. Your husband was not the friendliest by any means and you would never treat the students so viciously, but hey, someone had to be the bad guy.

Speaking of your husband, he’d found you after your class and had been currently speaking to you.

“And you weren’t… listening.” The drawl of his voice had come to a halt at your pained expression. “Darling, what’s wrong?”

You clamped your eyes shut as a pang of pain shot through your lower back and rose until it reached the top of your spine. You needed to take a calming breath before you spoke to him and even then you were clenching your teeth. “I’m fine, love.” You replied.

He was at your side in an instant, “You absolutely are not.” He declared. “We’re going to St. Mungos.”

“No, Severus, we’re not.” You fought back. “I’ve been experiencing these for two days now, I promise I’m fine.” But the shaking of your body wasn’t helping to convince him.

“Y/n, please. We could just go there to make sure you’re alright, and when the healers confirm you are, we’ll come back.”

The offer admittedly sounded nice, but you were adamant, “Sev, my mother and sisters experienced the same thing,” you waved him off. “It’s nothing to worry about, I promise.”

Your nonchalant attitude had started to annoy him. You were no longer hunched over your desk and your shaking had subsided, so he briefly let it drop. He’d brought it up at least two more times before he left to go to his second class, but not before saying goodbye to your ever present daughter.

It wasn’t until midway into your teaching that you’d clutched your stomach and dropped your wand loudly. Your students snapped out of their studious dazes and stared worriedly at you. They’d seen how your expression looked strained and that you were cradling your stomach.

“Professor?” Your student aid called. “Is everything okay?” She’d started to get up out of her seat. It looked as if your knees were about to buckle and two of your male students had also gotten up, accompanied by a few others.

In an instant, you doubled over in pain at the feeling you’d experienced. You felt a sense of trepidation creep upon you and the only thing you wanted was your husband. You ignored all of your students voices and focused on speaking clearly.

“Go get my husband…” your voice was calm, causing everyone to still. “Now!”

Everyone ran around rampant, Charlotte and your student aid bolted to the door to get Severus. You were grateful for those two and annoyed by the freaked out expressions on almost everyone else’s faces.

You gathered them all up and quelled their worries. You’d told him that class was dismissed and they were able to go. Two of the children helped you with one neatly collecting your things while the other allowed you to lean on them for support. You just needed to make it to Poppy before anything else.

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Severus had been teaching his third years a tricky potion. One of the students had ruined their concoction and a bit of the cauldron resulting in a grating berating from Severus.

He’d made that student sit down and when everyone was finished, he’d made them write parchment long essays on the importance of precision.

The only audible sounds were quills on parchment, Severus’ angry snarls, and his slamming down of essays.

Until his classroom doors burst open and two frightened looking young ladies came running into the room.

“What is the meaning of this!” He demanded. His students had given him a headache and the last thing he needed were two more petulant children bothering him.

“We’re so sorry for barging in like this, Professor—” Charlotte quickly apologized.

The student aid nodded in acknowledgment, “But we believe Professor L/n is in the beginning of going into labor!”

Severus immediately rushed into action, left his students in his room while telling the older two to watch over them, and hastened to find you. Luckily, he’d remembered through his panic stricken blur that they’d told him you were in the infirmary.

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When Severus came frantically running into the room and rushing to your bedside, you looked at him with a confused glance. “Why are you so jittery?”

He looked at you incredulously and then to Poppy. Poppy raised her shoulders and offered him a, “She was completely fine after her third contraction. She’s been like this since.”

“I thought women were supposed to be in pain and screaming and hexing their husbands?” He looked back in forth between you two.

“Not all women,” you corrected him. “Poppy gave me a plus facile accouchement potion, so I’m not exactly in any pain.” Severus raised an eyebrow which made you roll your eyes. “I’m in mild pain, but you know the potion will last long enough to get me to St. Mungos.”

Poppy frowned, “St. Mungos?” She questioned.

“Yes?” Your eyebrows dipped in puzzlement at her look, “Why?”

She walked to your bedside and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. That gesture worried you and a quick glance towards Severus showed that it’d done the same to him.

“Dear, you won’t be making it to St. Mungos.” She spoke softly. “Your little girl is ready to make an appearance and quite soon might I add.”

“What!” You and Severus exclaimed. “No, Poppy, I’m supposed to have her at St. Mungos. Mum is the head healer for my delivery, she can’t miss this!”

Your fear had become evident and Severus held your hand as you slightly panicked. You couldn’t have your daughter at Hogwarts. Yes, Poppy was a qualified mediwitch, but was she prepared to deliver a baby? Furthermore, did she even have all of the equipment to aid in delivering your daughter?

“Poppy, is there anyway that we’d be able to get my wife there? Are you certain she has to give birth here?” Severus too had worry etched into his face.

“We’d have to get Y/n out of Hogwarts - which is a task by itself considering the stairs and long corridors; then she’d have to be outside of the gates in order to apparate. Walking isn’t exactly an option right now, I’m sorry, Severus.” Madam Pomfrey looked genuinely upset and Severus nodded.

Your lip was trembling with fear. You didn’t want to give birth here, you didn’t want anyone to deliver your baby except your mum, and you didn’t want to give birth in a student infirmary! Your emotions were all rushing to the forefront and your lip trembled in sorrow. You knew giving birth wasn’t the most joyous times, but it wasn’t supposed to be sad either.

You couldn’t take it anymore and before you knew it you had tears falling down your face, staining your supple cheeks. You didn’t even try to hide that you were sad and you welcomed the tears. It wasn’t fair!

“Darling,” you heard Severus. “Darling, look at me please.” You raised your eyes to look at him. “I know this isn’t the best situation but at least we’re somewhere with sterile equipment. And if the antiseptic smell isn’t enough, I think it’s fair to say we both know how much of a neat freak Poppy is.” He’d gotten a laugh out of you at that and a glare from Poppy that he’d chosen to ignore.

“So, are you ready to deliver our daughter?” He finally asked.

The sound of the door slamming open made everyone snap their necks to see who’d just barreled through the door.

“Mum!” You shrieked, opening your arms to receive the tight hug from her. “I didn’t think you were going to make it!”

She gave a quick hug to Severus, a smile to Poppy, and hurriedly laid out the contents of her medical bag. “As if I’d miss the birth of my very first granddaughter.” She was too giddy for an older woman sometimes. “Honestly, it’s about time someone broke the cycle. I love my grandsons, but anymore of them and I’d have gone mad.” She was rewarded with a collective chuckle from everyone.

“I’m happy you’re here now, Mum, but my water hasn’t even—” the sound of a very subtle pop and trickling liquid alerted everyone.

“Was that…” Severus blanched.

Your face mimicked his, “My water breaking? Yes, yes it was!”

Your mother jumped into action, accompanied by Poppy and Severus, and got to work.

You were told to get on one of the beds and lie back but your fear had stricken you out of nowhere. You insisted you weren’t ready and that maybe you’d all heard wrong. Your mother reassured you that you were going to be okay but that wasn’t enough, you didn’t want to hear that right now. Getting up and leaving clearly wasn’t an option now, though.

“Look at me, love.” Severus gently spoke, but when that didn’t work he delicately grabbed your chin to tilt your eyes to his. “Y/n.” That’d made you look at him.

“You’re going to do perfectly fine, darling. You’re going to deliver our daughter and she’ll join us in this disastrous world we call home—”

“Severus.” Your mother and Poppy interjected.

He looked sheepish, “Right, motivational.” He cleared his throat and continued. “Y/n, you are the strongest person I know. You’re brilliant at everything you do and you do it effortlessly,” he wiped a fallen tear from your eyes. “Our daughter couldn’t have a better mother. I think she knows that and that’s why she’s rushing to come out.”

“You really think so?” You quietly asked.

He rubbed both of your cheeks, unabashedly kissing the tip of your nose, “I know so.” He promised.

You knew that he was just trying to cheer you up, so you chose not to point out that she’d be coming out regardless of what she thought of you or Severus.

As you scooted up to the bed and breathed, you felt a contraction hit you. You let out a piercing scream at the pure agony you now seemed to be in. The previous potion Poppy had administered had now completely gone oddly enough. You knew there was a possibility it could stop working but you hadn’t thought it would be that soon.

You shook your head at the pain and grabbed onto Severus’ shoulder. He gently moved to hold your leg, subtly so you didn’t notice, but you clutched onto him tighter and cried into the column of his neck.

“I can’t, I can’t, Severus!” You sobbed. “It’s too much!”

Severus heard your constant pauses between each breath, his obsidian eyes growing two sizes when he felt your body move against his - a resounding, throaty groan escaped your throat.

“She’s pushing!” He announced, looking at both of the older women in caution.

Poppy rubbed your back while your mother coaxed you, “Come on, honey. You can do this, just a few more pushes, angel.”

“I CAN’T!” Your voice cracked as a loud wail rolled out of you.

Severus tenderly helped you to sit up and kept one hand on your back, aiding you with holding onto to him, while he carefully cradled your thigh in his other to keep you secure.

“Y/n, pay attention to me.” The deep vibration of his voice comforted you, “You’re doing wonderful, our daughter is almost here. All we need are a few more pushes… are you able to do that, love?”

Your nod was cut short at the shrill shriek you let out. The other three people in the room were positive that they’re eardrums would’ve burst if you’d gone longer, but they trekked on.

You curled almost into a ball, clutching Severus’ hand so tightly it was turning purple, and your husband leaned over your mother’s shoulder to see the first sign of your daughter.

Severus continued to watch as your mother pulled your daughter from your womb, allowing herself to hear the sharp cries her granddaughter was emitting, before placing her on your fluctuating chest. You gasped and cried tears of joy at the tiny newborn who was lying on your sternum.

Severus’ eyes darkened at the sight. In an emotion he’d never felt before. It was different, the love he had for his daughter; it wasn’t comparable to yours. It was different.

He felt as if he’d do anything for her. His chest was overwhelmed with the immense feeling of love he was experiencing. He knew he’d never judge her, always be understanding, letting her know that you and he would never forsake her no matter what happened. He’d know when to let her try her own wings. He’d always be there for her, but let her live her own life. He’d enjoy her successes, being happy because of her happiness, shortly stepping down when she did not need him and stepping up when she did.

“You feel it too?” The soft whisper of your voice rippled through Severus. The feeling of a lone tear dropping on your bare shoulder made you reach out to grab one of Severus’ hands while you cradled your daughter with the other, but your eyes never left her.

“The second I heard her cry, I felt it. The love I have for her, our daughter, is completely overwhelming and instant.” You shook your head in astonishment. “Mum always said that when you love someone, their happiness is yours; you only want to see them happy. When it comes to her, it feels like second nature already. I know that when she smiles, it’ll be impossible not to smile back. When she hurts, we’ll hurt.”

You finally moved your gaze away from your daughter and onto your husband. You saw the same emotion swirling through his dark irises that was swimming in yours. You sent him a fatigued smile and he gave you a matching one that, very unlike Severus Snape, lit up his handsome features.

“How much one loves their child cannot be calculated; there is no amount of love, it’s endless and unconditional.” Your mother cut through the peaceful silence, but it was welcomed. She walked over to your left side and stared down at her newest grandchild. “Loving you all is like breathing; I need it, I love feeling it, and crave it. Life really wouldn’t be the same. That includes you Severus.” She teased, getting a smirk from the new father.

A beat of quietness passed before your mother spoke again, “I’m proud of you - both of you. I know that she’ll love her amazing parents and that you two will love her endlessly.”

“Thank you, Mummy.” You kissed the hand that was resting on your shoulder and leaned into it when she cradled your cheek.

She stroked your hair, allowing her hand to linger, “Well, we’ll let you two enjoy being new parents.” Madam Pomfrey followed behind her after giving you both a congratulations and making you promise that she’d be able to hold your daughter. “We’ll let your father and sisters know that you’re alright. Those silencing charms may be strong but you almost tore down the walls with your screaming.”

“I was pushing out a baby, I’m sure they’ll be fine. Not to mention each one of them has done the same.” You thought for a moment before snickering, “…Well except Dad, but he had to deal with you each time; it’s nearly the same.”

Your mother gave you a soft glare, “Cheeky brat, you are.” She opened the door and you heard a flurry of questions directed at her. ‘Get back, your professors and the newest Snape are all perfectly fine!’

You laughed while Severus rolled his eyes, but your face turned serious. “We did it.” You said.

“You did.” He corrected while caressing your daughter’s full head of hair.

You shook your head in disagreement, “No, we did. You had to endure just as much, minus the birthing.”

“Yes, well, I’d do it all again if this is the outcome.” He rested his head on your shoulder.

“Me too.” You agreed.

You both sat and stared at your daughter. She was so beautiful. Aside from her raven hair and astonishingly prominent cheek bones gifted from her father, she was your carbon copy. She’d opened her eyes only once and you’d both seen that her shiny eyes resembled your e/c ones. She was almost a perfect mix of the two of you.

“Sev?”

“Yes, love?”

“We can’t call her ‘our daughter’ or ‘her’ for the rest of her life, so please tell me you’ve got a name picked out.” You looked at him amusingly.

“I’ve had the name decided from the beginning.” He countered.

You rolled your eyes, “Of course you have.” You sighed in contentment. “I’ll go first then you’ll follow up?” He nodded.

“Estelle.” You announced.

“Quinn.” He went next.

“Estelle Quinn Snape.” You both chorused. “It’s perfect.” You affirmed.

“Why’d you choose Estelle?” Severus asked you.

“It’s Latin for star, and considering how bright her eyes shine, I think it’s fitting. Our shining star…” you murmured. You spoke up now, “Why’d you pick Quinn?”

“It represents wisdom and intelligence.” He informed you. “With us as her parents, I know she’ll be nothing less than brilliant.”

“Estelle Quinn Snape - our bright star.” You both rested your heads on each other’s and just admired your beautiful daughter Estelle.

Severus kissed your neck a few times before he accepted your daughter from your outstretched hands, “Thank you.”

“For handing you Stelle?” You laughed, mindful of your sleeping daughter.

He chuckled, “No, for giving me a daughter, making me a father.” He kissed you on the lips.

You happily kissed him back, he gave the best ones after all, “Anytime.”

His ears perked up at that comment and his signature smirk played on his lips, “Anytime?”

“Don’t push it.” You snuggled under the warm cover Poppy had given you. You were fighting off every ounce of sleep that your body was craving, you wanted to keep the image of Severus gently cradling Estelle burned into your mind forever.

“Sleep,” Severus had seen you trying to stay up. “We’ll be here when you wake up, darling. I promise.”

With your daughter comfortably rested in your husband’s arms, and the two of them snuggled close and safely together, you didn’t have to be told twice.

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End Note: plus facile in French is ‘easier’, and accouchement in French is ‘childbirth’… put it together and you get plus facile accouchement (which is my creation of a wizarding epidural lmao).

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