Slytherin Love - Harry Potter One Shots

Broken Doll - (Severus Snape x Female Harry)

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The gleaming sunlight felt like a mocking contrast against Severus Snape's flowing, black robes as he strode into St. Mungo's Hospital one warm, summer afternoon.

Seven years had passed since the war's end.

Severus had spent that time dutifully continuing his duties as Hogwarts' headmaster after surviving his wounds and having his name graciously cleared by Harriet Potter.

Harriet Potter.

Severus had tried to forget her.

His sins had been atoned for, his duty was done, he had protected Lily Potter's child and assisted her in avenging her murdered mother.

Severus was finally free to pursue his own life, whatever that may be.

It was only after Harriet had returned to the castle and completed her magical education, more as a grown woman and a war veteran than a student, that Severus started to realize that a life of his own may not be possible.

Severus Snape considered himself a formidable alpha.

He did not let himself become easily consumed by idle follies or fleeting, lustful longings.

So then, it bothered Severus greatly that he remained desperately haunted by Harriet's smile.

After her graduation, during the rare occasions when she visited Hogwarts on business from the Auror office, Severus had kept his dark eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched as he breathed in the alluring scent of the omega.

There were times when he looked at Harriet and wondered if she enjoyed his scent too?

She certainly seemed to remain close to him during her Hogwarts errands, but Severus tried not to pay her any attention.

When he heard of her marriage to another alpha from a far away country, Severus tried to cleanse Harriet from his thoughts, but it was difficult to forget the person who had dominated the last twenty years of his life in one way or another.

When he heard that Harriet was expecting a child with her mate, he wished that he could close his ears and his heart.

A year had gone by since.

Severus had forced the news and all of the musings that were spawned from it out of his mind.

As his black shoes clicked down the hallway of St. Mungo's that afternoon, the notion entered his brain for a split second as he passed the sign that pointed towards the maternity ward.

Perhaps if he had done something differently, if he had acted, if he had spoken.......

No.

There was no point in wasting his time on the hypothetical.

Severus climbed into the lift and rode to the ward designated for psychological care.

St. Mungo's hospital was the only readily available source of a rare herb that he used for one of his potions.

In his younger days, Severus had grown the herb himself, but his job as headmaster left him little time to tend to such a menial task.

His stores required a very small amount of the herb anyway, and the staff at St. Mungo's were happy to share some of their ample supply with the man who had been instrumental in winning the war.

As Severus walked up to the reception desk, the secretary recognized him right away.

She gave Severus a polite nod, stood from her seat, and turned to go retrieve the small package that the healers had already designated for his collection.