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Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange

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Severus' Lament

The candle burned low on his desk, flickering faintly against a draft that shouldn’t exist. The shadows in the corners of his office seemed longer tonight, more watchful. Severus sat in his chair, one hand curled loosely around a glass he hadn’t touched, the other resting idly atop a stack of untouched parchments. His eyes weren’t focused on anything. Not the fire. Not the ink bottle slowly drying beside him. His thoughts were elsewhere. Still in that office.

Still with him.

Still with the boy.

He didn’t know what Dumbledore had said after he left the room. He never did. And that was the thing, wasn’t it?

After everything—after all the lives he had risked, the blood on his hands, the trust he had broken and stitched back together with bitter effort—he still didn’t know the full plan.

He wasn’t told everything.

Not when it mattered.

His jaw tightened. The fire gave a hollow crackle in the silence.

He had proven where he stood, hadn’t he? He had walked a blade’s edge for years, threading the needle between two masters. Sacrificed himself piece by piece until he no longer recognised what remained.

And still... Dumbledore withheld.He braced his elbows on the desk and pressed his fingers against his temple.

Potter had to die. That much, he knew.

The boy—the living, breathing echo of Lily’s eyes—was marked for death. And Severus... Severus had known pain, yes. But nothing compared to the quiet, breaking devastation of that truth.

He had sworn to protect him.No matter how much he looked like James, no matter how much bitterness curdled in his chest every time the boy opened his mouth with the same arrogance—he had sworn to protect him. For her.

And now it was all for nothing.

The boy would die.

So what had been the point? What was any of it for? If the boy was a sacrificial lamb, if Dumbledore knew it from the start—what purpose did Severus' loyalty serve?

The war was being fought with secrets, with blood, with half-truths.

And Severus was tired.

So very tired.He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes.He remembered the night Lily died. The way her scream still split through his dreams. The weight of her name on his lips as he begged—pleaded—for her life. And the silence that answered.

He had failed her.

Everything he had done since had been an act of penance. Of purpose. A desperate, fumbling attempt to preserve the only piece of her left in the world.Harry Potter.

The boy who lived because she died.He could not look at the child without seeing the ghost of a woman who had once seen goodness in him. Who had once smiled at him like he mattered. Who had chosen someone else—and still, still he had loved her with a devotion that clung like ivy to stone.

And now that boy would die.Because it was written. Because fate demanded it. Because Dumbledore—bloody Dumbledore—had built a plan upon a child’s grave.

He whispered the words before he could stop himself. Just one.

“Lily.”

It was not a plea. Not a curse.

Just her name.

A lifeline slipping through his fingers.

His head fell forward into his hands, and for the first time in many years, Severus Snape did not feel like a spy, or a teacher, or a soldier in a war far too old.

He felt like a man who had lost everything that ever mattered—and was about to lose the last thread holding him together.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, hollow and broken.

But the room was silent.

And she wasn’t there to hear it.

{If you liked this, check out the story I've written. Link on my page.}

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One Sided Love.....

Must have hurt seeing them together.

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Tom Riddle

👀

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Young Sirius Black

🔥

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Young James and Lily Potter

They died before they could grow up though...TT

(looks like she's confronting James cause he won't stop bullying Snape)

Do you like marauders or hate them?

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Ted Tonks & Andromeda Black

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Severus' Suffering

The fire had long since burned low, but Severus remained behind his desk, unmoving—head bowed into his hands like he could hold himself together through sheer force.

The room was suffocating. The air pulsed with old magic, thick with silence and ghosts.

His chest ached with something he had no name for.Sixteen years. And still, her memory clung to him like a second skin—Lily's voice, her laughter, the fierce brightness in her eyes. Gone.

He had failed her.

He tried to tell himself he'd done all he could. That he’d spent years protecting what she left behind. But none of it silenced the guilt. It was constant, relentless. A weight he couldn’t put down.

She had been light. He had become shadow.He hated what he had become.

The sharpness in his voice, the sneers, the cruelty—it had all become habit. A defense, a weapon, a mask. And he wore it too well.

The students—bright-eyed and unscarred—grated against the raw edges of him. So he lashed out. It was easier to hurt than to feel.

Then there was Potter.

Her eyes in his face. Lily’s eyes.

It twisted something inside him every time he looked at the boy. Not because of who the boy was, but because of everything he represented—everything Severus had lost, everything he could never make right.

And he hated himself for it. For the bitterness. For the rage. For the quiet ache he could never escape.

He had become a man of cold halls and colder choices.

And in the stillness of his office, when no one was watching, when the world fell quiet—he buried his face in trembling hands, jaw clenched tight, haunted by memories that refused to fade.

He had nothing left but guilt.

And the ghost of the only person he had ever loved.

{if you loved the writing style and want to give it a try, I've written an original fanfic on multiple platforms-

Ao3- https://archiveofourown.org/works/64527520/chapters/165713698

Fanfiction.net- https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14455698/0/

Wattpad- https://www.wattpad.com/story/246855334?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=cattiness03

}

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Young Remus Lupin

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Enemies, Lovers. Liars?

“Don’t say her name in front of me.”

His wand pressed beneath her chin. His breath grazed her ear. His hand hovered, close—too close.

Sia didn’t move.“Why?” she asked softly, eyes locked on his.

His jaw clenched.

“Is it because..." She tilted her head slightly, leaning forward, letting the words cut deeper, “Lily left you for a better lover?”

The reaction was instant.

He lunged—Fingers closing around her throat. Not hard enough to choke. Just enough to make her feel it.

– Obsidian Oath, Book 1 of The SoulBound Trilogy

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Obsidian Oath

Hey everyone!

I've written a Harry Potter fanfic centered around Severus Snape and an original character, Sia Ashford.

When Sia transfers to Hogwarts, she's expecting tough classes and strange traditions—not him.A boy with too many secrets. A pull she can’t explain.As the castle shifts and shadows deepen, so does her connection to Severus—dangerous, intoxicating, and rooted in something ancient. If you like thriller romance, hidden magic, and slow-burning obsession, check it out!

It's available on multiple platforms—links below:

AO3- https://archiveofourown.org/works/64527520/chapters/165713698

Fanfiction.net- https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14455698/0/

Wattpad- https://www.wattpad.com/story/246855334?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=cattiness03