Growing up you never thought you'd become a teacher, let alone a teacher in a school of witchcraft and wizardry. What was even more surprising for you is that out of all the brilliant subjects to learn at Hogwarts, you chose to teach Muggle Studies. It was a way for you to share some of the great things you grew up with and how interesting muggles could be, being muggle-born you knew how cool some muggle gadgets could be. Although, you may never be able to forgive yourself for showing the infamous Weasley twins an iPhone and they immediately fell in love with 'pranktok', aka pranks on tiktok, and youtube sketches; fuelling their desire even more so to share their albeit destructive sense of humour with the world.
You still loved your phone and managed to get Professor Dumbledore to agree to you getting wifi so you could scroll social media and listen to Spotify. It was days like this when you were grateful for the internet and Spotify, as you sat at your desk marking what seemed to be an endless pile of essays. You jumped when your alarm went off through your headphones, to warn you it was almost to dinner time and you needed to head to the great hall. So, you finished up the essay you'd started and then headed to dinner.
You kept your headphones on as you walked towards the hall, meaning you had no idea what was happening around you; this was most evident when you stumbled into a fellow colleague and fell onto your bottom. You sat there for a moment on the cold stone flooring, feeling goosebumps rise from your backside to your back and arms, taking your headphones off when you realise who it is you bumped into. It was none other than Professor Snape. Severus, the man you were too afraid to approach with conversation, even when you sat with each other during the meal times in the great hall. You just never knew what to say to the man as he was always so short and blunt with everyone and let's not even mention his aura- he just looked down on everyone with judgement, it made both students and professors wary. You couldn't lie though, the mystery was very attractive as was the power he tended to have over situations.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, professor" you whispered, as you tried to stand up in the least embarrassing way possible, "as long as no one was hurt, I'm sure I'll be able to move on" Snape replied, while checking you and your bottom out as you stood from your fallen position. "Well, I apologise anyway, now we better get to dinner," you said, walking into the great hall, shoving your headphones and phone into your pockets. You cringed as you entered because of course there are only two chairs left at the professors' table and of course, they are next to each other. Could this evening get any worse...
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When Muggle Studies Met Potions
FanfictionSeverus Snape x reader. Reader is a muggle-born Muggle Studies Professor at Hogwarts who unintentionally falls for the Potions professor everyone seems to love to hate. Part 1 is up, but I hope to write and publish another part very soon.