Grace

Okay, so first off HAPPY APRIL FOOLS!!! This is how I envision him on this fateful day 😳

Warnings - kissing 😘

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Aprils fools day. The day of not so fond memories for Severus. The day he’d get messed with even more than he already did when he was a boy.

You however, loved pranking people on the blissful day you so called it. So what’s more fun and enticing than scheming on your favorite colleague, the potions master??

So starters, before his first period you accidentally spilled some potions on his parchments he was going to use for the lessons today, (you had copies) shrugging it off with a ‘sorry, a true and honest mistake or whatever’ as that earned a glare and a half lecture before the bell rang and the children started to flood in. You left as quick as you came, but not before he noticed that insufferable smirk.

During lunch in the great hall, as he was taking a deliberate sip of his pumpkin juice you suddenly tripped against his chair leg, it creaking against the floor loudly as the movement made him spill the pumpkin juice all over his robes. He hissed your name under his breath, sending you a death glare that would kill thousands. Once again, “sorry, such a true and honest mistake.” You muttered as you walked away, suppressing a cheeky smirk.

As the classes ended you stayed in your classroom, finishing up on the assignments the students turned in not even noticing the air grow colder or the gaze piercing through you.

“I presume you are ecstatic making a fool out of me,” his dark and smooth voice snapped you out of your grading, putting your quill back, looking up at him as he approached slowly, arms crossed.

“Whatever do you mean, professor?” You bit your cheek to suppress a guilty smile. His gaze hardened at your oblivious reply.

“Your true and honest accidents?” He practically hissed out, rounding your desk to stand beside you.

You put your gaze back on the parchments, hand creeping towards your drawer. “What? I am clumsy.” You let out a small snicker.

“Do not play games with me,” his eye twitched slightly, a vein subtly popping out of his neck.. oh so dashing.

“Games? We are not children Severus,” your gaze lifted towards him handing slipping into that drawer.

“You are the only one acting like a child!” He gave you an infuriated look.

Your scoff turned a smirk, your hand grabbing little colored scraps and quickly throwing them up at his face, “confetti surprise!!”

He stood there frozen, bewilderment taking over his face before he composed it, gritting his teeth. “To think you have the nerve.” His oh so velvety smooth voice deepened with more and more anger.

“You are in my classroom,” you pointed out.

“I do recall you spilling those potions, that I brewed myself onto my parchments, in my classroom,” he countered, putting both of his hands on each of the armchairs, effectively trapping you to only look at him. “Honest accident though; right?” He growled out.

You paused, certainly getting beaten at your own game, leaning back in your chair, looking at the small little colored scraps in his hair. “Happy April fools..?” You nervously chuckled.

His eyes narrowed, leaning forward to softly press a kiss to your lips and pulling back again. “Happy April fools,” he replied softly before storming off, muttering how much you still owe him or whatever, but you’re too in your zone. Too focused on.. did he just kiss you? He didn’t just blow up on you? Who is this man and what did he do to Severus? You raised your fingers to your lips to feel where his pressed onto.

Maybe you should prank him more.

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I was just thinking about how teenage Snape would feel so seen knowing he had you, his one and only true bestfriend.

After the debacle with Lily you were his space to go to, his selfish and cold heart to turn warm as he listens to you rant about anything and anyone.

And of course you would protect him no matter what, even if getting in front of a hex aimed towards him in the process. You two would laugh it off, those stupid gryffindors he would tease, (regardless if you are one or not) before using some of his legendary knowledge about spells and potions to heal you.

With you, he would be a normal teenager. Drinking, smoking, doing whatever you wanted because of your naive youth.

He had someone to yap to about his fascinations, someone to listen to his endless talking about dark magic. You have warned him a few times to be careful, and not go down a bad path. He has always rolled his eyes and muttered a ‘I promise’ or whatever.

He would shed some tears about the loss of Lily, though you reassured him that she did not deserve such loyalty of someone who stands by while her boyfriend threatens his life.

After graduation you were distanced, separating ways, that is when he realizes he yearns for you, after seeing Lily in that house did he know that he must see you again. He needed to lean on your shoulder and weep.

As years went by being the grumpy potions master, a new professor joined to fit the spot for the new DADA professor, 3rd time in a row. Little did he know it was you.

As you two reunited again, he pretended as if you were a mere old acquaintance, but when in private you two shared the most desperate and passionate kiss. (Ewww yuck)

As you were laying in his bed, sheets covering your bodies, you told him how you only accepted of the job because it reminded you of him, the fascination of dark magic he shared to you long ago.

After that, he swore to never let you go again.

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Omg hiiii sorry my ramblings are not always consistent, and this is just basically a little note but I hope you enjoyed it, im brainstorming ideas as we speak lol 🤥🤥

Jealous!Severus x fem reader

Summary - Severus gets jealous after you chose Lockheart, a stupid and incredulous fool. (His words, not mine 😳)

Warnings -This is hanging on the edge of sfw, angst kinda, mention of hickies, kisses and such, reader is a hufflepuff 🤥

I’m testing the waters, but I don’t think I’ll ever write nsfw, sorry you weirdos :/

Also cannot get this song out of my headdd

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You and Snape were fairly close, given how you two got along really well, and given how he was a slytherin and you were a hufflepuff.

As that’s said, his feelings blossomed for you early in your teaching years, it was weird he never thought he’d like anyone like Lily, after Lily. So, he was very.. protective and territorial, (cringe) as he thought he made it clear what was his. Lockheart didn’t take the hints though.

Dumbledore requested a meeting. Naturally, every professor was required to attend. You chose to sit on the right of Severus, and Lockheart decided to sit on the right of you. Severus shot him a judging glare, and looked at you who was zoned into Dumbledore yapping, before he locked in and listened to what he was saying.

“…and so, regarding those issues, we need groups of 2 due to the students safety.” Dumbledore said stroking his beard, “you may choose who you work with, meeting disclosed.” He added.

Severus looked towards you, expecting that warm smile to be shining up at him, silently asking him to partner up.. you weren’t. Instead you were sharing that warmth with a certain stupid idiot of an excuse for a wizard. He was certain he didn’t even graduate. You could feel someone burning holes right through your skull as you asked Professor Lockheart if he wanted to partner up. Undoubtedly he said yes. Minerva took the opportunity to ask Severus to partner up.

You watched as Severus got up swiftly, something clearly off as he basically strutted into the dungeons from once he came. You couldn’t pin what was off, so later that night you decided to visit his office to see what was up. You knocked on his office door, hearing a deep irritated grumble of, “come in.”

You entered, smiling at him, though he was still studied on the parchment papers as he graded. “Severus,” you greeted, he ignored you and his eyes were still on the parchments. You quirked your eyebrow up, “awfully rude to ignore someone who took it out of their beauty sleep to come check up on you.” You teased lightly, softly giggling, though it was cut short.

“Awfully rude for you to assume I would need it.” He quipped dryly.

You didn’t know if that was a joke or not, so you still softly chuckled. “Well, dungeon bat,” you smirked softly, “I was going to ask if you wanted to go on a walk to collect herbs with me..” she trailed off trying to insinuate something, anything.

“You’d do well to stick to the partner you’ve chosen, professor.” He spat out, finally looking up, eyebrow raised as he looked, irritated at her.

You were taken back by his crude comment, and how he had called you professor instead of your first name as you did for him. “Now what is the matter of you.” You huffed, hands behind your back as you were a mere few feet from his desk.

He looked as if he was criticizing you, and every small intricate thing you did. “Matters that don’t concern you. I’m only reminding you of who you chose.” He stated, voice darkening as he narrowed his eyes and put down his quill, eyes still criticizing you.

You raised your eyebrow, hands now resting at your side. “You’re seriously making that a big deal?” You said, a thought that should have stayed in your head, and with unintentional attitude. You were surprised at your own tone.

But before you could apologize for your rude manners, he snarled out a harsh and cold reply that bewildered you. “You certainly aren’t, and so you aren’t suit to talk to me anymore, and sure as merlin not a proper professor or a witch.” He said with venom dripping from his fangs, eyes narrowing with cruelty. His mind paused, it was certain that hurt you and him, but he was far too irritated for your stupidity tonight.

You felt a pang of hurt and betrayal. Maybe you should have listened to everyone who said to stay away. Maybe you should have listened to him saying he hurts everyone close enough to him. You stared into his eyes, the eyes you’d see lighten up, just for half a second, whenever he thought no one was watching, especially not you. Now all you could see is darkness and hollowness.

“I see I am not enough, nor am I needed of you.” You breathed out, keeping the voice crack down. “Have a nice evening Sev-,” you cleared your throat. “Professor Snape.” You then walked out of his office basically slamming the door shut. Hot tears rolled down your face as you full on sprinted to your quarters.

Over the next couple of weeks you avoided him. Those walks you always offered after classes to him? You chose to stay in your quarters this time. Grading together? You only had a few hundred so why would you even bother? Dining hall? You always rushed to eat your food and you chose the furthest seat from him. Besides, he doesn’t need you or think good will of you anymore.

What made it worse, Lockheart has said nothing but be flirtatious. Totally not helping with what Dumbledore has asked of you.

Until, Dumbledore called upon another meeting. You were a few minutes late, as you lost track of time, mumbling a soft apology that you knew Severus professor Snape would critically judge. The headmaster smiled gently.

“I have come to notice that these teams have done.. poorly of what I’ve asked.” A few professors softly chuckled, but quickly focused. “So, I have chosen to change some rules, but before I do so, I would like to change the teams.” He listed off the new teams, poor Minerva, has to deal with Lockheart.. you really hoped you weren’t paired with Snape. “..And lastly, Severus and Y/N.” You groaned quietly under your breath, he seemed to notice,, looking at you.

The meeting ended and this time, you were the first to leave the room. Walking hastily as you made it to your office, unlocking it, reachi- boom! A hand slammed on the door right beside head. You almost screamed before a hand covered your mouth, you turned around and saw it was.. Severus.

“Oh—, professor. To what do I owe the pleasure.” You bit out, yet didn’t have any bite like he does.

“I could say the same.” You paused confused, him not making sense.. he was the one to come up to you.. right? He pushed you into the office, right before pushing himself inside as well. He locked it again.

You thought he was gonna lash out again, your heart racing.

“I have come to realize how I may have hurt you, and I would like to apologize.” Severus says, his tone dry but you could tell he was being serious.

You stayed silent a moment. “I thank you for your apology, Severus.” You thought, “but a mere apology is not gonna work.” You added, you rubbed your kinda sweaty hands together, avoiding his gaze.

“I understand.” He replied. “I would like to ask a question,” he stated. You looked up at him, and realized the slight frown. “Why would you choose that wretched man.” He scoffed out. “He is merely useless and only bothers with inappropriate words about you.” He looked as his anger was rising.

“I would like to ask a question too,” you replied instead, “are you.. perhaps.. jealous?” His eyes widened, faint blush appeared on his face, it was as if you had caught him red handed. You reached forward, grabbing his collar. “Severus.. I’m truly sorry, if I’m seeing this all wrong.. but I wish to reciprocate these feelings.. if you would let me.” You gazed at his chest, too afraid and nervous to look him in the eye now.

He stayed there, frozen in place for a good minute before lifting your chin and bringing his lips to yours. His hand going to your cheek, his other resting on the small of your back, gently pushing you more into him. You were shocked, but kissed back. The kiss set off fireworks in your tummy, soft, gentle and desperate. Words he would describe this feeling. Safe to say he casted a silencing charm so nobody could hear the two of you.

Though, at breakfast the next morning, Lockheart again tried to be seductive, seeing that pink hue to your cheeks almost made him keep trying. After he examined more though, peeking just a bit, purple marks.. hickies..? Hickies?! He looked all over you, from your hair that was a little messy due to the rush of waking up late to chair being scooted as close as possible to Snapes.., wait.. is that his hand on your knee?? Is Severus glaring and slightly smirking at him??? Merlin, you sure have lost your mind.

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Ughhh I hate using the term Y/N it reminds me of my very cringe wattpad writings:/// (these are cringe still)

Severus Snape x Reader

Summary - basically just a little story with his cloak and how scrumptious he looks with it on with a side of angst 🤭

This is just fluff you nasty bastards, with a bit of angst🙄

Thank you guys for the love recently, enjoy 😋

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You watched as Professor Snape confronted the golden mischievous trio once again, something about how they ‘accidentally’ blew up something something potion something something “detention all of you for 2 weeks!” He concluded, his voice short and curt as always, leaving no room for arguments and protests. He then walked away, his casual walk always so dramatic.

You giggled, his cloak having too much air in it, he looked like he could almost transform into a bat. He must’ve heard you, as he turned back and you instantly squeaked-, and gave him a little wave with a shy smile. He raised an eyebrow and turned back around, walking away to scold more students with that ridiculous cloak he had on you guessed, smiling at the thought before you got a call from professor sprout, her needing extra help with venomous tentacula. You sighed as you made your way there.

You were like an assistant professor, like a substitute almost, it wasn’t just you, there were other assistant professors that you have bonded with. They are there for professors when they need the extra help, just like professor sprout the other day.

Anyways, you had an urgent staff meeting about the ministry of magic, and how they will be sending a few people to.. investigate if Hogwarts was a safe school with ‘meeting guidelines’ you remembered back to umbridge and sighed internally, she was a hassle for sure. So glad those Weasley twins took care of her, you smiled to yourself, and quickly zoned back in when you heard your name get called by Dumbledore.

“Sorry.. sir, I was spacing out.. what was that?” He smiled gently, “you will be paired with Professor Snape for extra help on his part since.. the ministry of magic can be quite the hassle alone.” You blinked and nodded, smiling internally. Dumbledore assigned the rest of the assistant professors to blah blah blah, you didn’t listen to the rest and shifted your gaze to professor Snape. He was already glaring at, as you smiled shyly at him, he seems to narrow his eyes.

You quickly looked away, suddenly your hands felt sweaty and you tried your best to focus one Dumbledores words.

As the meeting came to an end Dumbledore ordered the assistant professors to go and settle down with your assigned professor since we have no idea how long these investigators will be here this time.

So you quickly gathered your things, and saw everyone getting together, but as you glanced at the doorway, Snape was already leaving. You quickly gathered you notebook and bolted towards the door, leaving the meeting room. Once you were out, he was already halfway done the hallway. You sighed and quickly tried to catch up with him.

“Professor!” You said gently, but loud enough for him to hear you. “please wait up!” It seemed he didn’t hear you, or he just didn’t want to. “Professor!” You frowned gently, your feet pitter pattering, and you huffing, though you couldn’t really be upset, he looked silly as usual as he dramatically walked effortlessly. You giggled a little, still trying to keep up with him, he seemed to have sped up, you sighed.

After chasing him for about 10 minutes, you went to turn the corner after he did, about 2 minutes before you, and you bumped into a firm and solid chest.

“Oh I’m sorry- I didn’t see where I-“ you looked up, and there he was with that same glare. “.. was going.” You smiled a little. “So glad you waited for me.” You quipped, feeling a bit snarky. He narrowed his eyes. “You’re either daft or just plain ignorant.” He snarled, you blinked and smiled even more, “can’t it be both?” His glare sharpened, and with a scoff, he turned around to his office door.

You gleefully pitter pattered after his strut, but to your demise, he stopped at the doorway. He turned around, “I do not need or seek of your help, so find another professor to bother.” He dismissed you, and before you could say anything to that, he closed the door, locking it. You went to knock, “and don’t even think about knocking, I’ll just cast a silence charm.” You frowned slightly, looking around.

You figured to head to the library to finish on your other tasks you started before the meeting, you thought since he has a dozen books in his office, he will most likely come to the library! Right..?

You must’ve fallen asleep because at one point you drifted awake for a few seconds, feeling someone carrying you, heavy footsteps.. and went back to sleep, and then stirred awake again for another few seconds, feeling someone put you on a comfy sofa, and laying.. a blanket? Was that a cloak? It smelled.. oh so good, like an old book store mixed with the really good candle you smelt coming from Snapes room after a kid spilled a potion near by containing frog guts and just the most disgusting stuff in it-

And then you fall asleep right then, cuddling tightly against the cloak- blanket? You were too sleepy to tell.

As you awoke, you heard a fireplace crackle as you rubbed your eyes and yawned, slowly cracking open your eyes, you looked at.. Snape?? You rubbed your eyes again. He’s still there, so you shifted to sit up. You saw his black cloak on you, so you were right!

He had noticed you sitting up but continued grading, “finally wanted to awake?” He said monotonously. “Uhm.. professor..?” You sniffed his cloak. “You were practically like bluebell flames in the summer time.” He snarled. “Wouldn’t even stay warm near the fireplace.” You blinked. “So..—“ you continued, “So, I lent you my cloak.”

You made a noise, one that seemed smaller than you intended it to. You sat up fully, gathering his cloak in your lap while also gathering your words. “And.. we’re in your office?” He paused and looked at you with that mean look he gives someone who just asked a ridiculously stupid question. “No, we’re in a room that looks exactly identical to it.” He scoffed sarcastically, going back to grading. “I thought you didn’t need help?” You questioned, “it was clear you needed it.” He shot back with sarcasm on his tongue. You frowned gently, “how long was I out for?” He hummed. “A few hours.” You gasped. “What about my papers- did you take them with you??” He looked up again, and thought for a second. “They’re on the shelf opposite of you.” You let out a breath of relief. “Well, thank you professor, I will surely return this generous favor.” He raised an eyebrow and shook his head, continuing to grade. You took that as a sign to leave, you stood up, folding his cloak onto the chair, picking up your papers, and heading towards the door til you heard him speak again.

“Where exactly are you going?” you turned your head towards him. “Uh- well, to help- or, to work on these papers.” He scoffed. “And then what, pass out again? Like a lamb in winter time?” You frowned- “of course not, i have work to do.” You defended. “You were assigned to be my assistant.” He put down his quill. “And you told me you did not need or seek my help, and to bother some other professor, didn’t you?” You huffed. “I didn’t expect you to be dumb enough to not have your cloak on down here in the dungeons.” He crossed his arms. “Maybe I forgot it and didn’t want to climb all those stairs again!” Your voice raised. “So you’re lazy and incompetent?” He stood up. “So you’re dashing and an ass?” You countered. He paused. “… excuse me?” You paused too. “Y..you don’t have to mean all the time. Everyone you talk to has feelings.” You frowned. “You should consider your words first before saying them with venom in your fangs.” You added, his eyes narrowed.

“And… so you’re confessing your love to me?”

You scoffed, “I simply admire you. And your cloak.”

He blinked. And blinked again. “Is this why you were giggling like a little schoolgirl the other day? Because you admire my cloak?” He scoffed, and walked out behind his desk. “..it’s funny to look at.” You defended. “Kind of cute.” You added, he raised an eyebrow. “So this why you snuggled like a little kitten seeking warmth. You recognized it.” You shrugged. “Was not! I- I thought it was a blanket!” He stepped forward. “I smell a liar.” You scoffed, feeling brave and snarky. “Of course you would with that nose of yours.” His face morphed into anger. “I tried being patient with you, ignoring your stupid little giggles around the meeting room, not responding to your silly little annoying letters asking- no, begging me to consider you to help me with anything.” He spat cold venom. Each sentence he spat out, each step he took forward. “And you dare, you dare, say to consider my words? And then,” he chuckled cold and bitter. “You dare insult me?” You froze when he stopped just in front of your face. “And now that I’ve caught you, and called you out on it you can’t utter a single word.” You blinked and could feel tears brink into your eyes, you would not dare let them spill.

“I was just trying to do my job.” You sputtered out. “Your job? It’s your job to insult me?” He bit out with venom in his teeth. “After you pissed me off- after you sent me away like I was another annoying pest??” “You sure are after you made me carry you here just to get warmth-“ You pulled yourself together and stood ur ground, blinking the tears away.

“Listen snape.” she stood up pushing him away from her personal space. “For someone who hates people you get awfully close to their faces.” She looked up at him while he glared at her back. “You would do well that you know your place, girl.” He stated sharply. You were taken aback. girl?? You were a professor,, and a woman. How dare this man belittle you for him to feel powerful. “You said it yourself, you don’t seek or need my help, yet you want me to stay.” You frowned softly. “I simply wouldn’t want to be here if i am not welco-“ He scoffed, and then pushed you down back onto the couch- gently, as much as he could. “You switch so easily.” He quipped.

“You have to adjust through out life to survive.” You adjusted, (pun intended) your position and rolled your eyes. “That is correct, even if you are a ridiculous fool, you have some sense in that small head of yours.” You furrowed your brows, observing his amused eyes before they changed to that cold darkness that he seems to present to everyone as a warning to not push into them. “Now, that you are done with being a reckless and incompetent schoolgirl with all that giggling, you can start assisting as you so desired.” He say dryly.

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Now, I’m so sorry it’s been over a year.

Severus Snape x Reader

Hiii!! Didn’t expect my last one to get over 5 likes, thank you guys 😼

Anywayssss, I have another idea.. and it’s hand holding with Snape!!

Enjoy :)

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So.. initially, he’s shy about this sort of intimacy as he didn’t get much or pretty much no sort of physical, emotional, or verbal affection. Moving on!!

So when you guys are walking down in the dungeon to his office and you gently and slowly skim his hand with yours and you could feel him shiver. He looked at you, confused. “…what are you doing.” He raised an eyebrow. You smiled “trying to hold your hand?” He blinked, and blinked again. “..why?” Now it’s your turn to blink. “Because you’re my husband?” He frowned slightly, “but.. there is no special occasion?”

Obviously, he thought of hand holding, kissing, and the schmexy wexy when you guys got together and later on married. But he thought you would only do that on special occasions or when you’re obligated to. He thought he didn’t deserve the extra affection you gave him. You scoffed, now holding back a smirking “are you telling me I can’t give my beautiful husband some of my beautiful love?” You poked fun at him, now smirking. He blushed a little and groaned, looking around to see anyone around.

You teased him more, “oh I see now, you’re embarrassed of my love.” He panicked “what- no, love, you know that’s not what I meant!” you giggled. “I’m joking sevvy!” He groaned and blushed more “I told you not to call me that in public..” you laughed softly “I can’t when you’re this cute!”

Whenever you’re walking back together now, whether it’s to your office or it’s to somewhere else in the evening, when your classes are done (Snape has checked multiple times to see nosy students or professors) you slowly interlink your fingers together.

Severus is a man of little words, and the selective words that he utters, are witty and smart remarks. So, hand holding is a way of comfort. It helps him and his younger self heal.

When he’s feeling stressed during grading, he’ll call you there to kiss and hold your hand. When one of the professors being extra loud and annoying today? (Lockhart) he’ll squeeze your hand under the table. When you just want to star gaze on that hill like silly teenagers again? He’ll intertwine his fingers with yours for so long until they numb. Not like you mind anyway, you just want to show your beautiful husband some of your beautiful love.. ;)

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Animagus!Severus Snape x Animagus!Reader

Hiiii!! This is actually my first ever… writing story thing?? 😭😭

Idk!! I’m new to this ya’ll anyways I only write fluff and maybe a little angst.. maybe. will only write for Snape and a few other characters!!

Ahh this is getting long!! (Sorry) I just read something on here and fell in love with it, (I used the same gif) and I wanted to write my thoughts on it!!

Hope you guys enjoy my first ever rambling because there’ll be a lot of it 😘

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He never knew you were like him, obviously all the clear signs fell on deaf ears..well I guess it would be sight in this situation- anyway you know what im trying to say

You were always sleepy during the day, like him. You slept in your office under your desk when you really couldn’t make it to your common room or under somewhere with the darkest shade, like him. When you’d yawn you would cover it incase of trying to cover a screech that might slip out, like him.

How couldn’t he have noticed? How couldn’t he have noticed by the fact that every dinner, breakfast and lunch you mostly stacked your plate with fruit. It was right in front of his eyes!! He was always curious about you, glancing at you for a second longer than he should, and only looking away once you looked in the direction of who could be burning holes at your head? You guys got along tho, sitting by each other at the quidditch games you with either an apple or a banana to go with it, or you guys in each other’s offices simply grading away with you having sweet peach tea, and that is when he simply couldn’t hold in his curiosity, asking the big question.

“Why do you eat so much fruit?” He questioned, eyeing your tea standing over your desk as he set down the pen he borrowed.

You smiled cheekily, “you want me to share my biggest secret?” You set your pen down looking up at him gleefully.

“..is this ‘big secret’ gonna give me a headache?” He scowled a little.

You giggled “just watch!” You smiled and stood up. Your cloak wrapped around you until you suddenly poofed into the form of a small fruit bat, flapping your wings to land on the end of your desk, close to him. You showed off your fangs by smiling cheekily.

You squeaked out, “tada!”

He raised an eyebrow and sighed. “That explains.. a lot.”

You tilt your head “huh?”

“You’re exactly like me.” He grumbled and his cape then enveloped him, and he poofed into a bigger fruit bat flapping his own wings and landed on your desk next to you. He quirked his head as to say ‘what?’

“Woah! You’re really cool sev!” You smiled and he hummed. “Though.. why are you.. bigger than me?” He scoffed “do you really think I’m going to be the same size of bat, when I’m taller than you in human form?” He held in a chuckle. “No fair!” You huffed.

(Pretend this was all in echolocation ty😭)

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At night when you two would get to patrol the area for any sneaking out kiddos, or any scary intruders you would be in your bat forms flying around, use echolocation to communicate. It was like a game of sorts. To see who could patrol faster, and who could run into another first. Sometimes you guys play around in that abandoned tower in a game of chase. Sometimes he wins, sometimes you win!

He never really liked having his bat form when he was younger, the kids would pick on him for it even more. But when he saw how enthusiastic you were about it, and how fun it was playing silly children’s games at the dead of night is when he finally realized how good it felt to embrace all sides of him, especially you by his side pushing him out of his comfort zone once in a while.

But, always remember to never turn on a classrooms light if you don’t see a teacher in it. Because if you do, you might get jump scared and scolded by a very angry Snape for being inconsiderable about others who might be sleeping still, and you, who is trying to calm him down saying how the student didn’t know any better!

There’s no doubt about it that, that student will go around telling everyone they saw professor Snape and the sweet nice professor who were just in their bat forms cuddling, hanging from the black chandelier in Snapes classroom.. :)

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