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Snape Appreciation Month day 19: Costume Appreciation I know there are a lot of different robe designs around, but while I try to portray Snape as I imagine him to be in the books, I can’t help but draw him wearing the costume that Alan Rickman wore in the movies. And I was inspired by one of his interviews, in which he says: “I was very involved in the costume. I was very specific about it. I said ‘the sleeves should be really tight, and there should be a lot of buttons. Because it helps me, the idea that he has to do this *mimicks buttoning up the coat*” So I decided to draw Snape doing the same, fixing the neck of his frock coat, buttoning up said coat, buttoning up the sleeves and finally putting on the outer black robe (which I also love because of how it billows behind him when he walks).
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She had to be lying. There was no way she'd let him go after he threatened her life- was there?
Hesitantly, Severus lowered his wand, watching her with a cautious gaze. "You...aren't going to turn me in?" He furrowed his brows, making his disbelief all the more obvious. He wanted to believe it, but he also wanted to believe his whole world would magically change into something much better, and that wasn't happening. He'd already spent countless nights staring at the sky while begging for a better life.
At this point, he knew he couldn't do it, so he sheathed his wand in his cloak. Following her instructions, he tried to regulate his breathing.
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Severus was done. Six years of watching Potter and his goons slide by under Professor McGonagall’s knowing gaze. As long as it was just a Slytherin they hurt- as long as it was just him they hurt, she didn’t seem to care.
Despite his anger, he was not a fool. If he raised his wand against the woman, he would lose it forever. His fist, however, likely would not result in that. He also knew he was not a very strong individual.
He stared back at her, visibly fuming as he spoke. “To get even after all these years,” he spat, his gaze cold.
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"I'm going to be expelled anyway," he growled, his resolve starting to weaken. While he was still quite angry and terrified, he could not bring himself to kill or seriously injure another human being. "I-I might as well go all the way. See how long it takes for the Ministry to stop me."
His voice was hoarse, and his stance had weakened considerably. "I've got nothing to lose at this point. There's no going back, now, don't you get it?" He narrowed his eyes, his breaths coming in short bursts.
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Severus was done. Six years of watching Potter and his goons slide by under Professor McGonagall’s knowing gaze. As long as it was just a Slytherin they hurt- as long as it was just him they hurt, she didn’t seem to care.
Despite his anger, he was not a fool. If he raised his wand against the woman, he would lose it forever. His fist, however, likely would not result in that. He also knew he was not a very strong individual.
He stared back at her, visibly fuming as he spoke. “To get even after all these years,” he spat, his gaze cold.
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"I blame every single one of you!" Severus cried. Now that he'd already done the unthinkable, he was starting to realize just how screwed he was. Sure, the punishment wouldn't be as bad as use of harmful magic- but he would still be expelled. Sent home. To his father.
His wand was in his hand now, and the shaking had increased tenfold. He was on the verge of either breaking down on the floor or doing the unthinkable, and the next few seconds would determine which it would be.
"I had as much a right to my education as they did! And you picked their amusement over my own well-being! I'm not going to take it anymore- I'm putting a stop to this once and for all!"
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Severus was done. Six years of watching Potter and his goons slide by under Professor McGonagall’s knowing gaze. As long as it was just a Slytherin they hurt- as long as it was just him they hurt, she didn’t seem to care.
Despite his anger, he was not a fool. If he raised his wand against the woman, he would lose it forever. His fist, however, likely would not result in that. He also knew he was not a very strong individual.
He stared back at her, visibly fuming as he spoke. “To get even after all these years,” he spat, his gaze cold.
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For what? She had to be joking- she just had to. How dare she feign ignorance and innocence.
"For letting Potter and Black get away with making my past few years here a living hell, that's 'wot'," he retorted, openly mocking her accent at the last bit. His fists were clenched at his sides. Despite his previous actions, it seemed as though he was done with physical assault, far more interested in verbal at the moment.
"You lot let them run the school like it's there's as long as their actions don't hurt any of your precious Gryffindors! You just treat them like a bunch of disruptive clowns, instead of the bloody monsters they are!" His voice was rising now, and he was starting to shake.
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Severus was done. Six years of watching Potter and his goons slide by under Professor McGonagall’s knowing gaze. As long as it was just a Slytherin they hurt- as long as it was just him they hurt, she didn’t seem to care.
Despite his anger, he was not a fool. If he raised his wand against the woman, he would lose it forever. His fist, however, likely would not result in that. He also knew he was not a very strong individual.
He stared back at her, visibly fuming as he spoke. “To get even after all these years,” he spat, his gaze cold.
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Severus was done. Six years of watching Potter and his goons slide by under Professor McGonagall's knowing gaze. As long as it was just a Slytherin they hurt- as long as it was just him they hurt, she didn't seem to care.
Despite his anger, he was not a fool. If he raised his wand against the woman, he would lose it forever. His fist, however, likely would not result in that. He also knew he was not a very strong individual.
He stared back at her, visibly fuming as he spoke. "To get even after all these years," he spat, his gaze cold.
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Yesterday my phone was kind enough to remind me it was Wizarding Wednesday, so I figured there’s no better day to catch up on this #hogwartsstudents project/challenge I’m doing with a friend on instagram!! I’m super super behind! Here are Sev and Lily, childhood bffs that weren’t meant to be. 😢 Still not over it. #afterallthistime #always In my mind, Lily was a major nerd who never failed to appreciate that MAGIC IS REAL and SHE’S IN A FRIGGIN’ MAGIC SCHOOL LEARNING AND DOING MAGIC!!1! Sev, her best friend, brought magic into her life, and nothing would’ve been the same without him.
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Does anyone else have that one mutual who’s like Way Too Popular to be following you and ur lowkey convinced that they regret following u
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It was the beginning of a brand new year at Hogwarts, in more ways than one. Voldemort had been defeated the year before. Severus had nearly died the year before. Had it not been for Harry and Fawkes, he would have. Now, however, he was once again returning to his position as potions professor.
Severus was hardly the same man, however. He was visibly weaker, much thinner and constantly appearing exhausted. The bite had taken a lot out of him, as had the events of the previous year. Horace Slughorn was ready to take over his classes if he ever needed a day to rest.
The morning had gone well, so far. Minerva, now Headmistress, had delivered a moving speech about carrying on and remembering the fallen. His first class went smoothly. Most students were surprised by how...kind and patient he seemed.
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the mental image of snape staying up late to write emo angst poetry gives me Life
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Her moans only encouraged him further. He slowly bucked his hips into his hand as he began scissor his fingers. His mind could barely comprehend what was happening, he’d only ever fantasized about such a situation, deeming himself unworthy of the touch of another human being.
Yet, here he was, bringing pleasure to the woman he’d idolized for so long now. He glanced up a her, briefly glimpsing what he saw as the most beautiful thing on the planet. He nearly fell over the edge right then and there, having to remove his hand to keep from, in his eyes, ruining the evening.
Letters (cont.)
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{ @git-isms lol I love you. No fighting for me. I’m not worth it.}
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Down to four of these lovelies! First come first serve!!
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