#severus headcanons

[Scene: Staffroom at Hogwarts. Lockhart is preening in front of the mirror, fixing his hair and straightening his robes, all while passing judgment on all the staff member's fashion choices as though he's on Witch Weekly’s: Fashion Icon: Do's and Don'ts. Severus rests in an armchair next to the fireplace and reading a book, while Y/n is seated in an armchair opposite to Severus, sipping on a cup of tea while occasionally stealing glances from Severus, thinking she's being subtle. News flash: She's not.]

Lockhart [tilting his head thoughtfully]: Your know, Severus? Black really isn't your colour.

[Y/n freezes mid sip of her ginger spearmint tea. Her eyes slowly lift, her gaze falling to Lockhart with the kind of glare that could make a Dementor cry and back up apologizing. The temperature drops 5 degrees.]

Y/n (sweetly, but with murder in her big, doe eyes): And yet here you are..... dressed like a a cursed peacock with an overconfidence problem.

[Silence follows. Lockhart blinks. Severus glances at Y/n, an amused smirk on his pale face.]

Severus (dryly): Thank you, Professer Y/l/n, for saying what I've been thinking every day since September.

Lockhart (awkward chuckle): Well, I suppose not everyone appreciates flair.

Severus: If by 'flair', you mean looking like a senient sherbet explosion – then no, we do not.

Y/n: Don't listen to him, Severus. You could wear black in a blackout and still outshine everyone.

Severus (arching a singular eyebrow while smirking): Flattery, Y/n? At this hour?

Y/n (shrugging her shoulders): I'm simply speaking the truth. It's not my fault the rest of the Staffroom is colour-blind and taste-deficit.

Severus: Careful. If you keep complimenting me like that, people might think you're in love with me.

Y/n (winking playfully): Let them.

[Meanwhile, Lockhart slowly backs away like someone who realized he just triggered a romantic boss battle he wasn't ready for.]

~End of part 1~

| Words 480 Summary: Not sure if this can be considered HC or not but well. To me these are HC of how I think Sev would be comforting his S/O.

A/N: I am not a English speaker. Also, this is my first time doing Headcanons but not sure if these can be considered as such. Please be understanding ;; Still it's something short but I hope you like it! ♥ Also, I have opened my ask, you can cask me or comment me there since I can not reply in comments!

Triggers / Warnings: Insecurity maybe? S/O is sad / upset / angry. If I am forgetting something let me know.

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Severus started to get used to comfort, love and kind words when he met you and despite of the time that has passed and all of the reassuring words and talk there is still that lingering feeling of him feeling unworthy of love

And that he is not able to comfort you or give you the love you deserve

That’s why you guided him multiple times about what you liked or disliked

Never pressured him and he went at his own pace

Still the first times he would panic trying to remember the talk the two of you had gotten in the past and going through the lists of how to comfort you

That’s why every time you arrived back from work or from anywhere and sensed something happened he would just take a few minutes to see you: if you kissed him, if you seemed off or if you seemed to feel annoyed or irritated

He likes to lurk in odd places and scare people.

Sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this, but honestly?? I don’t think I have a favorite.

Can’t seem to pick just one...

Though my favorite type of headcanon seems to generally be the ones that amuse me most or make me think.

—i.e— I really love the ones where he’s shown to be just an oddball , but I also the random, commonplace ones like ‘his dad calls him ’Rus’.

(8) What’s one of your dumbest headcanons you have for Snape?

Ha, I have several..

But one of my current favorites, is that he has no absolutely respect for reasonable sleeping habits, keeping very irregular hours, and will fall asleep basically anywhere: a couch, his desk, On Top Of A Bookshelf (how).

Also, he doesn’t seem to like sitting in chairs; instead choosing to pace, sit on tabletops, counters, desks..etc.. He only really sits on chairs like a Normal Person if he’s making a concentrated effort to.

Anyway, he’s a weird dude, and has scared Several students in his time.

(12) What’s your favorite Snape-shot from the films?

Hard to choose from, Alan Rickman was fantastic. (inaccurate to the books, but fantastic nonetheless)

Though, I think it might be this:

(2) How old were you when you decided you loved this unwashed man? What’s the story, child?

Almost seventeen. Amused at first sight.

(15) If he’d lived, how do you think he would have gone on with his life?

Moves into someone’s basement and becomes a Mad Scientist. (Minerva visits and brings him cookies)

(24) What music does Snape listen to, though?

Pfft, I dunno. It’s probably depressing.

Though I kind of prefer imagining that he likes Muggle music: helps solidify the whole ‘Half-Blood’ part of his chosen title.

Maybe The Cure, Sisters Of Mercy, The Smiths,(etc)..

..Or maybe very loud and dramatic classical music. (lots of organ)

(2) How old were you when you decided you loved this unwashed man? What’s the story, child?

Last spring, when I read the books for the first time (I hadn’t seen any of the movies beforehand, either, so it was all new to me). So I would have to have been about almost seventeen.

I don’t even know why, but I liked him immediately upon encountering him.

(9) What’s one of the saddest headcanons you have for Snape?

I had so many after I first finished the series, but I’ve actually mostly forgotten them by now.

Most of my headcanons at this point, are somewhat amusing.

His life is kind of sad enough already, without my adding to it.

I mostly leave that to those who are good at it.

> When you light your first pumpkin scented candle of the season, Severus immediately detects it. He makes a mental note that from here on out you’re celebrating Halloween in any way you can. 

> Before you begin carving jack-o-lanterns, Severus takes care of cleaning out the inside of the pumpkins. He rolls up his sleeves and grumbles as he does it, but he doesn’t really mind since you always ask nicely. While you carve out halloween patterns he takes all the pumpkin seeds he’s removed and bakes them in the oven. When they’re done baking, he tosses them with cinnamon and sugar.

> The two of you snack on the pumpkin seeds when you’re snuggled on the couch watching horror movies.

> Severus helps paint your nails black. After seeing you struggle with your non-dominant hand for five minutes, he snatches the brush out your hands and “shows you how a professional does it.”