You are the herbology professor. You have a special way with plants, they grow and thrive at your presence. But your whole life you had more of an elemental connection to nature. Flowers bloom from your hair due to emotion. You had always been able to keep it under control but since you’ve began working at hogwarts, since you’ve met snape. It’s been uncontrollable. Roses and forget me nots blooming from your hair into a crown whenever he’s near. Every other professor seems to understand and notice, the fact is sweet and amusing to them. But snape doesn’t b realize that the flowers come from a place of yearning, he believes that he simply makes you nervous and scared. Since that’s all he’s ever made anyone. He loves you much, but he’s too shy to admit it. Not believing you could ever love someone like him. Not when you’re so young and sweet, beautiful and pure in every way.
You went to school with Severus. You defended him when Lily joined James. You protected him from the Marauders. He loved you dearly, perhaps more than he ever loved Lily. But after you both graduated Hogwarts, you simply disappeared. You had been pronounced dead. Severus mourned you so deeply. But little did anyone know, you hadn’t died. You had been turned into a vampire. You had been messing with the chaos dark arts, you had mastered it, yet; you messed up one spell, and it changed your life. Snape has spoken of you a few times to the other staff, and had even shown them all a picture of you. They understood how deeply he loved you. One day, Albus was in Diagon alley, buying a scroll for a student who could not afford one. That’s when he saw you. You were shopping at HoneyDukes. He approached you, asking for your name. He was certain it was you, Snapes long lost love. He was determined to bring you back to him. But there was something off, you didn’t look any older than 19, the age you were when you disappeared.
You were Severus Snape’s childhood best friend. You had grown up with him, facing the same hardships of life. You didn’t live far from him. Yours and his parents were friends. You both had gotten accepted to Hogwarts. You were both in Slytherin. When he begun getting bullied, you defended him. When Lily left him for James, you stayed. After the war, you had simply disappeared. Snape had assumed to was because he had joined the Dark Lord. Part of him believed that you had died. He mourned your loss worse than he did Lily. Little did he know; you had been turned to stone in the war, left alone, frozen in the forbidden forest. One day, whilst Hagrid is in the deeper bits of the forest, he saw you. He called Dumbledore, who unfroze you. Taking you back to the castle. You had been stuck at the age of 20 for 13 years.
You were a bimbo, to say the least. You weren’t the brightest, you were very girly, very pink, very pretty and sparkly. Well, snape being a master potion maker, he made a lot of money. He was quite lonely and decided to pick up a sugar baby. You. You’d been going out for 8 months now, it was turning into more than just a sugar daddy thing. He was in love with you, he has an unbelievably sweet heart for you, he’s so soft to you. Well, he takes you to his private chambers in Hogwarts. Having you stay the night there, his chambers was connected to his study. After a long night of snogging, you slept thoroughly. You wake up in the morning, Severus wasn’t there. So you throw on one of his long sweaters, walking into his study mumbling his name, asking for a healing potion for the soreness. In the study, where Dumbledore stands with Severus, Dumbledore is thoroughly shocked but not upset. Severus is mortified.
Severus Snape finds you, a seemingly harmless rare, type of werewolf in the forbidden forest. You are a mix of a wolf and cat. He takes you in, simply to study you since you were simply one of a kind. And it was a fair exchange since you had no where else to go. You are young, about nineteen. He quickly falls in love with you. You stay hidden, in his bedroom at hogwarts. He brings you books to read, colours to draw with, and small plants to toy with.
You are a stripper at a club near Diagon Alley. Severus Snape goes to the club to get a drink, he notices you and quickly falls in love. His eyes tracing and admiring the way you move. Unable to avert his eyes from your confident form on the pole.
You and Severus grew up together. You were very close to eachother. You defended him against his bullies when Lily didn’t, you comforted him, and kept him safe. You taught him most of the potion making and dark arts spells he knows. He was heavily in love with you. After you both graduated Hogwarts, you disappeared. There was no sign of you. You were declared missing and then dead. But you weren’t dead, no. You had been attacked by a vampire, resulting in you turning into one, forever nineteen years old. You went into hiding, scared that you’d hurt Severus. But you still lingered, watching him in the shadows of his own chambers, his study, his classroom. Slinking through the shadows, making sure he was safe. He always felt that he was being watched, but as the years went on, he stopped noticing it. It became normal, he just assumed he was paranoid. Tonight, It was the twenty first year anniversary since your disappearance. He still misses you, crying over you occasionally. Whimpering your name when he sleeps, when he cries..and when he masturbates..
You are Severus’s wife of 5 years. Not many know that Severus is married. Not because it’s a secret but because you and him are both quiet people. You don’t talk much. You dislike your voice so you refuse to use it. But one day whilst you are showering Severus is looking for something in the closet when he comes across a journal. No, more than just one. At least 100 journals. More than that. All yours..all your thoughts and opinions, your feelings that you never say.
