Snape's New Haircut

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Hey everyone, happy Slytherin pride day! I was supposed to post this yesterday for Hufflepuff pride day but I forgot oops. This chapter is dedicated to MJ_DEEP20, her comments make me smile :D Enjoy!

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After their little cuddle session- which Severus will never admit happened to anyone else but (Y/N)- they moved all of (Y/N)'s belongings to Severus' quarters, the last of the boxes were set by the fireplace, and (Y/N) who got cold (because it was getting dark outside probably, the dungeons were always cold when it was nighttime) had Severus' frock coat on, she settled on his sofa with a sigh, "Finally done."

"Indeed," Severus replied, flopping beside her, he cast a quick Tempus, "The feast will start soon." (Y/N) nodded and they sat in comfortable silence. "Who do you think, did it? The mess and all?"

Severus looked thoughtful, "I don't know," He admits, "Most of the staff were drunk off their arses last night, nobody dislikes you too much to trash your rooms."

"Could it be Lockhart?"

"..could be." Snape shrugged, "Let's talk about it later, let's get ready for the feast."

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"Snape!" Minerva hissed at him, charging forward with the names of new students tightly bound by a ribbon, flicking him over the head with the scroll, "Ouch." He winced, "What was that for?"

"You haven't done your dare from last night yet!" Damn, he had hoped she forgotten. "Sorry!" He dodged the scroll aiming for his head, he really wasn't, "I was busy with (Y/N)-" Minerva nods, "Yes, I've heard about what happened," she turns to (Y/N), "So sorry to hear about that my dear, Severus will take good care of you." she smiles sincerely and then ushered her to the head table, "Severus will join you shortly," she smirked, and pulled on Severus frock, dragging him to the staffroom.

"Can't we do this tomorrow?" Severus grumbled, "The students are almost here," Minerva rolled her eyes, "Get in," she pushed him into the room, and sat him on a stool, picking up a pair of scissors.

Severus jerked his head away, "Do even you know what you're doing?" He sneered at her, his eyes warily eying the pair of scissors, "Yes I do, I've given my grandnieces and nephews haircuts." Minerva says, "Unless you want me to use a spell-"

"No! Anything but that, I don't want to turn bald, for Merlin's sake." The haircut spell was never well developed, one flick of the wand and the person's hair would poof out of existence; Severus didn't want to risk that. "Very well," she grinned, and began sniping, Severus lets out a wince feeling his long hair drop onto his shoulders.

I should've never used up all my passes, he groaned internally. Severus stayed silent the entire time, Minerva was cutting his hair, letting out a grumble whenever she says something or if the scissors come dangerously close to his ears. "And.." Minerva cuts a strand, "Done."

"Finally." He grunted, and brushed off the hair. Snape stood and face Minerva, she gasps, "What?" His hand flew to his hair, "What have you done?" He was convinced she messed up and ruined his hair, Minerva giggles, "Nothing. Short hair suits you," Severus grumbled, and turned around, conjuring a handheld mirror.

He examined his features in the mirror, he looked better at least, his nose seemed smaller on his face, Severus touched a strand of hair, scowling at Minerva when he spots her beaming from behind him, holding up the scissors and two fingers, "Albus owes me a galleon." Minerva smirked and sets down the scissors, "I'll see you in the Great Hall, Severus." She smiled sweetly and left the room.

Crazy old cat.

Severus stood there for a while, before sighing and banishing the strands of hair on his robes and the floor, he really didn't want to face anyone, but he had to. Snape walked out of the lounge and wondered how the others would think about his new haircut, he truly didn't care what others think- well maybe except for (Y/N), Poppy, Minerva, even Albus, and a few other colleagues he'd grown to appreciate.

He spots two boys on with messy black hair and the other with red, Potter and Weasley. They were whispering, peeping through the open crack of the doorway.

"Or maybe, he's right behind you."

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(Y/N)'s smile brightened as she watched Severus storm into the now silent Great Hall, scowling. She noticed his now short hair, secretly preferring his long hair over this cut. Nevertheless, he looked very handsome, even more than he should but who was she to complain?

Whispers began and Severus sat stiffly beside her, ignoring the students and looking to her. "What do you think of my hair?" He prompted, "It's great," (Y/N) answers, "I prefer you with longer hair but you look very handsome, Sev." Severus raised an eyebrow at her, "Handsome, me?" He scoffs, (Y/N) smiled at him, and pats his hand, "Uh-huh, you're very handsome Sev. Look-" She pulls out something from under the table, Severus looks at it curiously, "What is it?"

"It's my prize for getting you to the party- at least that's what Filius said." Severus rolls his eyes, "Don't worry, I'll share." She teased him, bumping his shoulder playfully. They made it through dinner chatting quietly, once most of the students left the hall, some of the teachers rose and left for their chambers as well.

(Y/N) placed a hand on Severus' arm, "I'll meet you in your chambers later, Sev." She says, turning her head to see if Pomona was still there, "I've got to ask Pomona something."

Severus nods, and holds out his hand, (Y/N) looks at it curiously, and Severus smothered a chuckle, "Your basket, darling. I'll carry it back to the chambers." Severus smirked at her sheepish grin, "Ohh, yeah. Thanks Sev." She hands him the basket and and gives him a little wave, "I'll see you in a minute!" She calls behind her shoulder.

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