#snape october

[ebysse]

the snape living space

[willwediejustalittle]

No, no, no

Spooky season

[vendriin]

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (2001)

[rose-lunaire]

theodore nott | halloween special

i’m honouring friday the 13th by posting the first chapter of my october series.

slytherin season masterlist

pairing: theodore nott x gn!reader

warnings: ghosts? alcohol consumption, smoking

autumn mornings at hogwarts were supposed to be dull. dark fog creeping through the heavy curtains, muffled snoring and groaning that slowly blurred into grumpy remarks and the sound of footsteps on the staircase. it was normal. comforting. just as for theo was your careless singing in the shower. your roommates always complained how you woke them up abruptly, but for him it meant safety. it meant you were near and excited for the day. it meant that everything was alright.

you would hum while brushing your hair, your hustling would slowly wake him up. and so theo would smile at you, jokingly complaining about your morning habits. you would scoff at him, maybe throw a pillow at him in retaliation. the laughter would commence as theodore slumped out of bed, lazily getting ready for the day. people would give you weird looks while getting down to the great hall. your morning were full of laughter and playful banter that could light up even the gloomiest of souls.

“i like your voice”

normally compliments made you flustered. you would let out an awkward chuckle or two and flush a little. who knew that an innocent sentence like this could send chills down your spine?

the letters were written in perfect cursive, like by a studious second-grader or an old-fashioned professor. it looked like copied from a calligraphy textbook. but what really scared you was that it wouldn’t fade. the hazy surface of the mirror was eerily cold. you could see the dread in your right eye reflected in the dot of the third “i”.

maybe it was a silly prank? your boyfriend, theodore, wasn’t one for jokes, but it seemed like the only logical explanation. maybe he was testing out a new spell he has learnt? right, it was probably it. you could swear you had seen a glimpse of a smile on his lips as you went to the bathroom. “that bastard”, you thought, chuckling at yourself. there was no need for worry, it was just a prank. right.

“if you liked my voice that much, you could’ve just told me, you know”

nott was barely awake and visibly confused. “angel, i love you, but you sound like a choking hippogriff” he grumbled and rolled over to the other side of the bed. “no, teddy, please don’t fall asleep” panic seeped though your voice. the boy sensed it (or had enough of you shaking him awake) and let you drag him into the bathroom. it took him a full minute to realise what’s going on. “oh fuck.”

“okay, to summarise what we know now: no one has entered the dorm room since chris and blaise left. according to the archives, there is no spell that could leave such an imprint. also, it’s not potter who wanted to give you a scare. there is only one creature that could do it.” he didn’t need to say it out loud. ghost were an inherent part of every wizard’s life. they presented as an imprint of one’s soul, bound to someplace close to their heart. you’ve seen them countless times, salazar, you greeted them each morning running to class. the thing is, they were allowed to stay at hogwarts only under some conditions. “on a second thought, forget it, school ghosts aren’t hostile.”

“theo?” he hummed in response, pouring himself a cup of coffee. “what if it wasn’t a school ghost?” no, that was stupid. hogwarts was the safest place in the magical world. there’s no way an evil spirit could just march in there and mess around without any consequences. yet after six years of studying here, you weren’t so sure about it anymore. you squeezed your boyfriend’s arm.

day passed and you felt yourself becoming more paranoid than ever. always looking over your shoulder, hand clasped tightly over your wand. theodore picked up a habit of checking the bathroom before you entered. it was getting ridiculous but none of you could help it. in a desperate attempt to comfort you theo even considered consulting snape about spirits.

“i miss your smile”

the sound of your screams rocked the foundations of slytherin dungeon. it echoed through the crocked staircase, rang in the main fireplace of the common room. you were shaking. the world developed awfully sharp edges and all the lights were blinding. everything was shaking. it made you want to scream even more. suddenly your body rose from the floor. you started wiggling and kicking the air, panic seeping though your breathless struggle.

“didn’t know you’re so strong” a displeased grumble came from behind your back. your vision was so focused you couldn’t see what was right in front of your face. his features scrunched tightly, forming creases around his deep eyes. you counted two blinks during what felt like an eternity. theodore nott was carrying you to bed. he was shaking. were you shaking? it felt like the whole world was shaking with you. “calm down, love” he sighed. “skurge!” it was like a whole anvil was lifted from your chest. the boy caressed your cheek carefully, like checking for any injuries. then everything started to blur perfectly and weariness washed over you completely.

there was no plasm left on the bathroom floor. either nott’s charm was successful or there was nothing here in the first place. he didn’t like the smell lingering in the room. it reminded him of an old sweater he wore to visit grandparents’ graves. it was the odour of the chemicals used in muggle trains. feeling reminiscent of the split second before the ink spilled all over a potions essay. taste of fire whiskey before he was too drunk to ignore it. but it was the note on the mirror that made him puke.

the mirror incidents increased in frequency as halloween approached. you and theo were barely sleeping. teachers would take pity on you and wouldn’t reprimand you for dozing off in their classes. it was bad. so bad you started giving up. stopped checking the bathroom two times before entering, stopped singing, stopped looking into the mirror. the sight of your hazy eyes was worse even than the foggy messages.

slowly it started affecting your roommates. heavy and disorderly footsteps became the trademark of your dorm room. schoolwork kept piling up relentlessly and none of you could force yourselves into completing the assignments. coffee was spilled, ink filled up your cups to the brim. weekends were the real torture that commenced with student’s smiley faces and happy chatter.

“enough!” even draco was agitated from his friends behaviour. “we’re throwing a fucking party and your attendance is required” he scoffed at your disheveled appearance. truth be told he was concerned. he saw theodore skipping classes just to smoke his heart away. his precious coat grey from the smoke and muddy from late night walks by the lake. he was always brooding, but this was extreme even for nott. as for you, well, you were a wreck. too unsettled to even notice the difference theo’s behaviour. you were both constantly on edge, frantically holding hands until your knuckles whitened.

malfoy didn’t lie. it was fucking party. music blaring so loudly it almost drown out your thoughts and worries. after the second glass of whiskey you let out a broken laugh. crabb was on his fourth glass and was telling something about muggles and their weird traditions. an empty bottle became a makeshift broom that muggles use to try and become wizards. goyle was trying to hold him up, but was laughing so hard he fell to the floor first.

by midnight blaise started talking uncontrollably. it was a constant stream of words, from which you picked out particularly “ghost”, “mirror” and “freak”. turns out you and theo weren’t going crazy or at least weren’t the only ones losing their sanity. the look of terror on his face would’ve been hilarious if it wasn’t for your own worries. as your circled quieted down, a group of ravenclaws approached with their gossip. and more booze.

“i can’t believe it’s real!” exclaimed one of them. “the fuck do you mean?” theo was sobering up from anger. “the legend! i mean, don’t tell me you haven’t heard of amanda dovetail?” one look into your tired eyes and she lost her amusement. the girl cleared her throat. “so, she was a second-year slytherin. i believe she died quite suddenly after living a life of curiosity and passion for learning. many believe her spirit couldn’t give up the school of her dreams yet, so she stayed around. her energy is weak, so she chooses to come back only once in ten years. but then it’s like she’s living there all over again.”

you put down you glass carefully and got up. nott wanted to stop you, but one look into your eyes and he stayed in his place. you wanted out.

you spend the rest of the night reading charms textbooks and old students’ diaries. turns out amanda indeed comes back every october and tries to bond with the current residents of her old dorm. after all this fear and weariness you still wanted to help her. so you read out loud, slowly and patiently explaining more difficult concepts.

the next morning your notes were scattered all over the room. the first letters of each page read: thank you.

[bibliophilicstranger]

Could James have fought well against Voldemort/bought enough time for Lily & Harry, if he did have his wand?

So, I haven't read the books in a while and canon is a bit muddled in my head but I think it's possible. James had already evaded Voldemort thrice, so it's likely that he had a good idea of what to expect. We know he was good at transfiguration, so he'd have been able to animate the furniture/change its shape to attack and defend, which in cramped quarters would probably have been a significant distraction on top of whatever spells he could have managed.

If there were anti-disapparation wards, then Lily would have needed to sneak out of the house another way, either with a broom (I don't know that we know, canonically, how good she was at flying), by floo, or by an alternate path out of the cottage. Maybe there was a back stair she could have taken? Sirius floos Harry from Grimmauld (proving you can floo from a fidelius protected location) so if there was a floo connection, then maybe she could have gotten out that way, so long as she could reach the floo. Unfortunately if that's on the ground floor, then James has to get Voldy away from it. A broom might help her get away, but did they keep a broom upstairs for that purpose?

I think James could have bought them some time. I don't know if he could have bought them enough, depending on what Lily had to do to get out of the house and away. Maybe if James had kept Voldy occupied long enough help would have arrived? Sirius, Snape, Wormtail, and Hagrid all showed up rather soon after the event. Snape might have stepped in after James was dead to help save Lily if he realized Voldy was about to kill her. Sirius would have jumped in without hesitation or used the enchanted motorbike to help evacuate Lily and Harry from the second floor (or both, giving Lily control of the bike then leaping in to fight with James). Hagrid might not have been able to do much himself, but he'd certainly have tried. On the other hand, would Snape and Wormtail have stepped in if they saw Lily fleeing with Harry to stop her?

It's an interesting thought.

[loyal-house-of-lupin]

WIP Wednesday, October 30, filename #4

Hello! I hope you’re all doing well! So here we have #4 Snupin soulmate memory alteration. I have to make a little confession. I’m slightly afraid this will either be a very long one-shot, or a multi chaptered fic. This idea, in my head, is only growing and growing. But I love it too much to cut short haha.

In any case, I hope you love it. And thank you so much for requesting it! @aparticularbandit, @auburnlaughter, & @quietly-sleeping

***

The whole memory had just been so confusing. Looking back at their past, he was often ashamed at how he let Sirius and James get away with things. How he was the onlooker, or even worse, helped them get out of trouble. As long as the pranks were funny, or maybe a bit foul, it was fine. But they’d crossed the line far too often for that.

But sexual harassment? Would he really have kept quiet?

Worse, why couldn’t he remember it? Had he banned it from his mind because of the embarrassment? No. Usually these things kept replaying in his mind. As if to remind him of what a failure he was.

“You’ve never seen that before?” For the first time there was an uncertainty in Severus’s voice. One he’d never heard before. It scared him in some degree. Severus was the composed one out of the two of them. If he lost it, then what about Remus.

“I truly – truly haven’t. I’m not- I mean I wouldn’t, just I,” he attempted to form a sentence but his thoughts were a mess. The whole scene completely threw him off. He could’ve seen it happening, if it wasn’t for Severus insulting his oldest friend. Would he? “I wish I could say it is something we wouldn’t do. But I can’t. However. You’d never call Lily that?”

It remained quiet for such a long time Remus had to look up. Had to check if Severus was even in the room with him. He was. With his back to Remus leaning against a cabinet. It was almost a relieve he wasn’t the only one struggling with this, though it didn’t improve the whole situation. He couldn’t remember this scene, almost couldn’t believe it was true. Yet hadn’t Severus just commented that he hadn’t know Remus was a werewolf? How?

“How do you normally look back at a full moon night?”

The sudden question completely threw him off guard. How did he remember those nights?

“Uuuhm,” he said, blinking a few times as he tried his best to form an answer. “I… I don’t? I just wake up in the morning. Usually at an unknown location and try to apparate home? I’ve learned to do so without a wand.”

“No memories of the night.”

“No?”

“Why do you have memories of this specific one?” Severus delivered the line as he would any other. With a flat tone and a quiet voice. But it shook Remus’s world.

[xxxregulusblackxxx]

The universe or god needs to stop making me pine for my best friends. It never ends out well. They both liked me back yeah but one was the Snape Varient and was James Potter and Sirius Black combined... I know I'm a Lily and Regulus Varient but I do not need to keep living out toxic fanfiction. PLUS GIRL IN RED CURSED ME! I KEEP GETTING WITH PEOPLE IN FALL, specifically October.

[dewitty1]

Fic Recs Wrap Up - October 2023 ꐑ(ꐌ◡ꐌꐐ)࿐࿔࿓[¬º-°]¬･*ᕐ ̆̈͜͡ �� ોु✩°｡⋆:.｡. .｡.:*･ཥ•̬͡•ོཤ゜ﾟ･*☆ʔ•̫͡•ཻʕ

Nothing Like the Sun by Lomonaaeren

Harry finally realizes that he has trouble keeping lovers both because of his looks and because he isn’t very good at sex. He does what he can to alter that, but it seems he’s never going to be good enough to satisfy a wizard lover. When Draco Malfoy offers, Harry thinks a casual relationship with him might be the solution to his problems. But he should have remembered one thing: when it comes to Harry, Malfoy has a problem staying casual. Rec Post

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Romp and Circumstance by wolfpants @wolfpants

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Howlr by partialtopotter @partialtopotter

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It's the summer of 1998. The battle is over, and Voldemort is dead, but Harry still has more questions than answers. Who is he without a piece of Voldemort's soul in his head? What is he supposed to do now? His friends try to help, but the only thing that can hold his attention—one of the only things that ever has—is Draco Malfoy, out on parole and weirdly hanging around the British Museum. As they keep running into each other, Harry sees that Malfoy is different, and he wonders if he can be someone else, too. Featuring rumpled band shirts, poker games everyone hates, fumbling sex, and a Harry going a little mental over how wands even work.

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[slytherinlizzy]

Joining the Marauders fandom either gave me pain or love, there's no inbetween.

Rest in peace James and Lily. Also, fuck you, Peter.

[rotting-gxrl]

Happy Birthday to me!

[josiecarioca]

Today marks the 25th anniversary of Severus and Evelyn meeting for the first time, in the first chapter of "Post War"

[thescarleteagle]

Happy Halloween!!!

Better yet, the day James and Lily Potter died and left Harry as an orphan!

[hauntinq-6]

I feel like tumblr will appreciate this one-

Wanted to draw our beloved "dungeon bat" :)

[artpseu]

To toil & to trouble

Magic after dark

[not0a0mundane]

Today I learned that Severus Snape would not have been able to watch the cinematic masterpiece that is The Lion King 2:(

[loyal-house-of-lupin]

WIP Wednesday, October 30, filename #2

Here is the next part and the next few sentences for #2 Snupin love potion prompt. While I am happy with where it’s going, I’m not sure how to continue it tbh. Like the story has been clear up until here… And now what. So I have something to think about for a bit.

Anyways, Thanks a bunch to @enigma-the-mysterious, @wizisbored, @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin & @tiercell ! I hope you enjoy it!

***

It remained quiet for a long time, as if Severus wasn’t willing to answer. It took everything from Remus to be patient. The other had come here, sought him out to talk to him. He wouldn’t have done that to just drop that piece of information and leave again. Or maybe he would. They couldn’t exactly be classified as friends.

“It will work. You’ll feel great about yourself. Be happy with who you are. It is this content feeling that is difficult to describe,” Severus explained. The explanation confused Remus more. The potion wouldn’t help, yet Severus was describing exactly that. How wouldn’t it work?

“The potion doesn’t last.”

“I know?”

“First you get this amazing, comforting and content feeling. Then reality is back. Only now, you know what it was like,” the words were surprisingly soft. As if it was an experience that still haunted Severus. He swallowed and felt a pit in his stomach. It wasn’t the experience itself that was bad, it was the aftermath. Coming to the realisation that he hated himself and how horrible that feeling was.

“But then. Don’t you know how to change? How to chase that feeling?”

“Without drinking more?” Severus shot back and Remus bit the inside of his mouth to prevent a grimace from showing. That would be the easiest answer, wouldn’t it? Just drink another one? “Without getting addicted? Being unable to function?”