Severus Snape Oneshots

Different Isn't Bad

People have always told me that I was annoying- even some who were aware of my condition. That's probably what they thought was the most annoying about me. I can't help it. It's not like I chose to be autistic. To me it's like my eyebrows - it is just a part of me. I'm just so used to them it's like they aren't even there. But that is until I move them. Then I am constantly reminded that that it a part of me.

Some people liked to remind me of it.

Draco Malfoy has bullied nearly everyone in this school at some point. As well as Pansy Parkinson. Just because it was (and still is) normalized doesn't make it okay, however.

I hear people talk in the halls about me. The dirty little whispers and comments. By the end of first year I had tuned them out. It wasn't too hard to do- one of the many blessings that came from autism. I was able to tune nearly everything out.

It made it hard for me to make friends and meet new people. But sometimes I suppose it made it easier.. I met Luna Lovegood in second year on the carriage ride. We both could see the thestrals and we immediately hit it off from there. Luna always listened to my little rants and bursts of energy whenever I came across an interesting topic- especially in the Quibbler magazines she handed out. She was a great listener. She let me fidget with her jewelry and especially her necklace- the one that keeps the Nargles away. She eventually made one for me as well so I could have my own.

Cedric Diggory was also nice to me. Many Hufflepuffs were more open-minded as well- but he always made sure to say hello to me in the halls.

The professors were sort of the same in a way. Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout have always been nice to me. Professor Sprout has always been like a mother figure to me and would let me help her in the gardens during one of my episodes. Professor McGonagall was like a mother figure to me as well.

Professor Snape never really said anything to me the first year or so. In a way I was glad that he didn't notice me. He seemed to judge a lot of students and it was genuinely terrifying to me.. I was always afraid to have a sensory overload in his class.

At the end of third year, I noticed his little glances. I don't believe that they were judgmental. But they were still nerve-wracking..

A month ago

"Look at the freak over there. Waving her hands." Draco snickers, looking at his two friends.

They laugh and point but I don't say anything. I just continue to slightly flap my hands and slightly rock back and forth in my chair..

Was it bat spleen or bat wing? Why is this so confusing? I'm normally good at this subject.. What does the board say? Wait, what's the next step?

"Oi! What ar-" Draco begins to shout before a voice interrupts him.

"I do apologize, Mr. Malfoy- correct me if I am wrong, but I believe that your current task is to complete your potion...  That is currently beginning to over boil.." The professor loudly states in front of the whole class.

The Slytherin boy's cheeks slightly turn pink in embarrassment before widening at the mention of the over boiling.

"Two points from Slytherin. Stay on task." The man says before going back to grading.

Draco sputters in surprise at the removal of house points. Professor Snape nearly never takes away house from his own house!

"Did you say something, Mr. Malfoy?" The man says without looking up from his current paper.

"N-No, professor." The boy mumbles, clenching his jaw as he looks away.

Severus Snape was not an oblivious idiot. He was quite observant, in fact. Anytime he meets a new person, he reads them. As in- taking in their character, their posture, and their intentions. Student and staff- even if it takes time to get to know them.