13.
I think Snape has the most incredible, expressive, mesmerizing hands.
Featuring Rickman!Snape sleeves and my Snape is left-handed headcanon.
Chapter Two: Meeting the Neighbors
Pairing: Snape x OC
Word Count: 2,755
Rating: E
Plot: Severus has chores to do and no magic to do them with. Luckily his father had met one of the neighbors the day before.
Warnings: none
A/N: Snapetober! I will be posting chapters often to this slice of life gothic slow-burn romance I have in my head :D Not following any prompts but I hope the general atmosphere of these chapters are spooky? Mixed with some gothic… maybe some supernatural elements ahead ;) Enjoy :D
Hope everyone has a spooky day :) (also I made a mistake on his age but I fixed it. he’s 20 not 22 XD oops)
Posted: 10/5/21
<– Last Chapter Next Chapter –>
—
~*~*~ = time skip
~*~*~
~*~*~ = POV change
—
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
Severus woke with a headache and could hardly convince himself to get out of bed. He was starving and dehydrated and his body was punishing him severely. He groaned and sat up blinking several times in confusion before remembering where he was.
The window to his left was letting in a cool stream of morning light, illuminating the chipped planks of wood making up the floor. Every corner of the room was still shrouded in darkness however, reminding him to look for some sort of lamp - oil or candlelight, he’d make do with anything - so that he wasn’t at the mercy of the house windows all day long. There were no electrical plugs anywhere, no electricity, and the vents weren’t even connected to any heating. He almost felt sorry for whatever servant had once lived in this room.
“The Waiting Game” || YEAR 3 – Ch.41 (HP au)
<– Last Chapter Next Chapter –>
Day posted: 10/2/2021
Word count: 3,484
Relationship: EVENTUAL severus X oc (slow burn)
Rating: E for everyone
Warnings: none
—–
A/N: This is my first fan fic I’m writing mainly as a way to practice. This is a retelling of the hp books with an inserted character. Although most every character will be written about, this is mostly for the pro snape fandom. Please do not fear, although this is a severus x oc story, it is an incredibly slow burn as I do not intend for them to get together at all until after the final book events. Chapters will be posted twice a week.
This derivative work follows the events of the Harry Potter books by Jk Rowling and is intended as a fun way to practice my writing. Thank you for reading :D
Back with the next chapter! Happy Snapetober :D have a very spooky day :o
—–
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
Heather rubbed her eyes and when she opened them again, she could see blurs of color streaking all around her. Harry was looking around as well, while Hermione focused on the little hourglass, watching it spin on its own. Heather felt tingles all around her skin, like a heaviness was in the air, except she also felt incredibly light, like she could fly away if not held down by the gold chain around her neck, even as she felt pressed on and squeezed down by the blurs of colors.
Just as suddenly as the air became heavy, it stopped. The hard ground was suddenly present under her shoes and the weight of her body was once again felt by her knees and heels. Hermione pulled the chain off them and tucked it in her shirt once more.
Chapter One: The New House
Pairing: Snape x OC
Word Count: 2,472
Rating: E
Plot: Severus, forced to live with his parents once again, moves into a new house with them… except the house itself isn’t new. Its old, very old indeed.
Warnings: none
A/N: Snapetober! I will be posting chapters often to this slice-of-life gothic slow-burn romance I have in my head :D Not following any prompts but I hope the general atmosphere of these chapters are spooky? Mixed with some gothic… maybe some supernatural elements ahead ;) Enjoy :D
Posted: 10/1/21
—
~*~*~ = time skip
—
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
Severus Snape hated his life. His parents were awful, his family had no money, no support from anyone, and everyone he’d ever known hated him. The majority of his 20 years of life had been like that, except for a small bit of it where it wasn’t, where it had been alright. For a few quick years, he had one friend who understood him, although it was now as he sat in the backseat of his father’s car, looking up at the clouds, that he wondered if she ever did.
The clouds coated the sky, covering every sliver of sunshine with thick grey. No light broke through and as a result, everything looked as miserable as his life felt. The droning of the car engine and tires on concrete grated his ears as he tried for peace of mind.
Death’s Home
For Snapetober 2021
Gothic AU for 20yo Severus
Chapter 2: Meeting the Neighbors
Chapter 3: TBA
Chapter 4: TBA
I do hope they're for potions and not for supper.