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Severus:...Tom.

Tom: Hmm?

password:cazzo

Concept: post-war Snape and post-war Voldemort going back in time, forms a soul bond, trying not to kill each other, and fall in love.

No, but see. Snape knows Voldemort is bad news, but, he also knows about horcruxes, and a lot of the weird changes in the Dark Lord now makes sense to him. He hates Voldemort, fears him, idolizes him, wanting him dead yesterday but can't help but imagine a strong and sane Voldemort doing good things to the wizarding world. Second chances and all that. Voldemort just hates Snapes gut for betraying him. Snape, who he once trusted the most, once favoured, whom he once saw himself in. All he wanted was to kill Snape in the most gruesome way.

Snape plans to save Voldemort, while preparing for plan B and plan Cs in case he failed, he wouldn't allow a mad Dark Lord in his world if he can do anything about it. And he is doing something about it. According to his original plan, he is going to kidnap Voldemort somehow, collect whatever horcruxes that was already made, and somehow find a way to piece them together, show his lord about the consequences of his madness, then convince him that no, your old plan isn't gonna work.

Voldemort plans vengeance, while looking into how not to fail this time, looking for reasons that he failed the last time. Now that he's not processing on 1/7 of brain power, he sees that his methods perhaps needs some improvements, and maybe, just maybe, 7 horcruxes is a bit much even for him. So while tracking Snape down, he slowly changed strategies, because he truly does want good for the magical world. It's just, his perceptions were a bit skewed, but death has a way to fix that.

The thing is, neither of them know the other one is also back in time, so, there's some hilarious miscommunications. Like the assholes they are, Voldemort doesn't care the Snape in the past doesn't deserve his wrath, and Snape doesn't care what Voldemort wants at all.

So Snape forced a soul bond on the two of them, taking advantage of the instability of a fractured soul, trying to use his own soul as an anchor to stabilize Voldemort's soul. Because he is an suicidal asshole. Now Voldemort can't torture Snape without feeling a portion of the sensory feedback and can't kill Snape without dying himself.

Snape is pissed off because he was still angry this version of Voldemort is the one that killed Lily. Yes he is still bitter about it. Voldemort is pissed off because a soul bond is definitely not in his plan of torturing Snape to death, and now that he realizes that this IS the Snape that betrayed him, he wants him dead even more.

But they have to make do, right? They now have a common goal in mind, which is to piece the soul shards together, so that Voldemort can be hopefully completely sane again? And hopefully their bonds will break when the second party of the bond never consented and now a stable and unfractured soul can deny the bond so perhaps it will break?

Because of the bond, they are in each other's mind. Snape knows he would definitely die a terrible death but at least Voldemort can't do anything to him now, so he has zero restraint in telling Voldemort that his is a fucking idiot whenever he's making some bad decisions in anger, like, raiding a muggle village and all that nonsense. Voldemort hates every minute of it, but he is a little grateful for it too.

Anyway, they also research together. The bond is like a google docs in their brain so they're sharing their researches and adding to each other's part and for the two geniuses like them, that is probably one of the best research experience they ever had. They understand each other so easily.

Hostility dies down a bit, Snape got injured somehow and Voldemort forces him to stay at his place. Nothing, if you die I will die too and that's just awefully inconvenient and all that. Imagine the awkward domesticity.

Then, they figure out a way. They prepare for the ritual, both knowing that after that things are going back to trying to kill each other and not die game, and truthfully, they are not too fond of that.

And Snape is Snape, the angst king of all angst. He thinks that Voldemort will absolutely kill him as soon as the ritual is done. But he doesn't want to kill Voldemort anymore, and he hates himself for being so selfish, and hates himself more for wanting to kill Voldemort.

Voldemort is still suspicious that Snape is going to betray him somehow. But he wants to trust him again. He hates Snape for making him feel that way, and hates himself for being soft.

So. The ritual thing happens. Voldemort is whole again, but the bond did not break. They are both disappointed but a little glad about it.

For the first time in a long time, Voldemort feels his mind is clear and void of the voices telling him to kill and to hurt. For the first time in a long time, Snape no longer has a goal that his life depends on and at risk of dying for. They both feel, a little, empty.

They goes back to the routines. Domesticity is no longer awkward this time and they feel so natural around each other. After spending so long not hiding anything, they feel they can trust each other more than anyone else in the world.

And somewhere in the way, they fall in love, enjoying it while denying it. Both trying to out-flirt the other while pretending that no, there's absolutely no feelings between them. They have a purely professional relationship sharing the same political insights and the same academic interests. They are NOT a couple. No. What are you talking about Lucius.

And it just became so natural. They wake each other up from nightmares, laugh at the silly and untrue stories on the newspapers, discussing their childhood and their dreams, sharing Thanksgiving dinners and wake up on the Christmas Day smiling and muttering sleepy g'mornings.

One day, Snape says, "I have never apologized for betraying you, have I?"

"Are you apologizing now?"

"No, you were wrong, and you were an asshole, and I am not sorry for going to Dumbedore."

"Well, I'm sorry for killing you though, and your death had been completely unnecessary, sorry about that too."

"I am not sorry for the action of betraying you, but I do regret that my choice had hurt your feelings."

"Thats not apologizing."

"I told you I'm not apologizing."

"You are terrible. I should have killed you."

"Why didn't you though? We both know that the bond didn't break because you are holding on to it. For some reasons."

"It's just such a pity I guess."

"For what?"

"I love too much for that, I guess?"

"You guess?"

"I know."

"Um, you know what? Me too."

That's it. The end.

This is the maybe 20k story that's never going to get written because I don't have enough brain power to plan out how these two lovely genius assholes scheming to kill each other. I'm no Slytherin.

"You're dying for some affection Snape."

Severus would caress his cheek with back of his hands, Tom would sigh and lean on touch.

"And you don't, Riddle?"

Severus *blushing*: Nothing, I just get rid of the wood.

Lucius: Wood? What is wood doing in the Lord's room?