Harry potter one shot/(requests are OPENED)

Tender Moments/(S.S)

request: so that person asked for professor!reader x snape jsut being super cute and omestic and tender, I couldn't find the request anymore sorry but if the person that asked about it read this please tell me u did in comment

Word count: 1115

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The sun dipped low over the turrets of Hogwarts, casting long shadows across the grounds. Inside the stone walls, the flickering fire in the staff room offered a warm glow against the encroaching evening chill. Y/N, a professor of Herbology, had just finished grading a stack of papers that now lay scattered across her desk like fallen leaves. She stretched, letting out a breathy sigh, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was nearly time for dinner, but more importantly, it was nearly time to see Severus.

"Just a few more minutes," she murmured to herself, running her fingers through her hair. The thought of Severus always made her smile. Their relationship had blossomed in the most unexpected way-two souls drawn together in the shadows of the castle, finding light in each other.

The heavy oak door creaked open, and in walked Severus Snape, his robes billowing slightly as he entered. The moment their eyes met, a spark ignited in the air between them, and Y/N felt her heart race.

"Y/N," he said, his voice low and smooth, "you're still here?"

"Of course I am," she replied, trying to suppress the grin that tugged at her lips. "I was waiting for you."

Severus raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in his dark eyes. "Waiting for me, or waiting for dinner?"

"Both, I suppose," she laughed softly, letting the warmth of his presence envelop her like a favorite blanket.

He stepped closer, and she could smell the faint, familiar scent of potions and herbs on him, mixed with a hint of something uniquely Severus. "You should know that waiting for you is always worth it," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper.

Her breath caught in her throat. "You say the sweetest things," she replied, tilting her head slightly to meet his gaze.

With a gentle sweep of his hand, he brushed a stray hair behind her ear. "It's the truth."

Y/N felt her cheeks heat up as she leaned into his touch, feeling safe and cherished in this small moment. The fire crackled, snapping gently in the background, creating a cozy rhythm that matched the quickening beats of her heart.

"Shall we join the others for dinner?" Severus asked, his tone shifting slightly as he stepped back, breaking the momentary bubble they had created.

"Not just yet." Y/N took a step closer, her fingers brushing against his. "I want a moment with you first."

Severus hesitated, then nodded, a rare softness in his expression. "Very well."

She led him to a nearby armchair, inviting him to sit. He settled down with a slight sigh, and she nestled beside him, resting her head against his shoulder. The warmth of his body radiated against her, and she closed her eyes, savoring the comfort of his presence.

"Tell me about your day," he prompted, his voice rumbling gently.

"Well, I had an amusing encounter with a particularly stubborn Venomous Tentacula," she began, recalling the chaotic scene earlier that afternoon. "It wouldn't stop wriggling. I swear it was trying to escape my lesson plan."

Severus chuckled, the sound deep and rich. "It seems you have your hands full," he teased lightly.

"More than you know." She laughed, the sound mingling with his, creating a warm harmony. "But I wouldn't trade it for anything. Teaching here is a dream."

"And what about your dreams outside of teaching?" he asked, turning serious.

Y/N paused, glancing up at him. "You mean, like... our dreams?" she asked, a hint of vulnerability in her voice.

"Yes," he said, searching her eyes. "What do you want?"

She hesitated, feeling the weight of the question. "I want... I want to create a life that feels warm and alive. I want to share it with someone who understands me."

His gaze softened further, and he leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead. "You have that with me, Y/N. I hope you know that."

The tenderness in his words made her heart swell. "I do, Severus," she replied, her voice a mere whisper. "I just sometimes worry about what tomorrow may bring."

"Tomorrow is not our concern right now," he said firmly, yet gently, pulling back to look at her. "Let's focus on today."

"Agreed," she smiled, feeling lighter. "What do you want to do then?"

"I want to enjoy this moment," he said, leaning closer again. "And maybe..."

Before she could respond, he captured her lips with his, a sweet, lingering kiss that sent butterflies dancing through her stomach. The world around them faded, and all that existed was the warmth of his mouth on hers, the taste of warmth and familiarity.

When they finally pulled apart, she was breathless. "That was-"

"Perfect," he finished, a smirk playing on the corners of his mouth.

Just then, the door swung open again, and in walked Minerva McGonagall, her expression shifting from surprise to amusement as she caught sight of the pair.

"Goodness," she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of mock horror and genuine delight. "Am I interrupting something?"

Y/N's cheeks flushed as she pulled back from Severus, who merely raised an eyebrow at his colleague. "Not at all, Minerva," he said dryly, the corner of his mouth betraying a hint of a smile.

"Just having a... moment," Y/N added, her embarrassment turning into laughter. "Nothing scandalous, I promise."

"I'm sure," Minerva replied, a twinkle in her eye. "But I must say, it's lovely to see the two of you together. Hogwarts could use a bit of warmth now and then."

"Indeed," Severus said, his tone surprisingly accommodating. "And what brings you here, Minerva?"

"I came to fetch you both for dinner," she said, stepping further into the room. "Albus has prepared quite a feast, and he's rather insistent we all join him."

"Lead the way," Y/N said, standing up and offering her hand to Severus, who took it with a slight nod.

As they walked together, fingers intertwined, Minerva couldn't help but glance back at them. "You two are positively glowing," she remarked, her expression softening. "It's good for you, Severus."

"Don't make such a fuss, Minerva," he replied, though the slight flush on his cheeks gave him away.

"Just stating the truth," she said lightly, guiding them down the stone corridors lined with portraits that watched them with interest. "And don't think I haven't noticed how you've transformed, Severus. Love does wonders for a person."

Y/N squeezed his hand tighter, feeling a rush of warmth surge through her. "I think you're right," she said, looking up at Severus, who seemed to ponder her words.

"I suppose it does," he conceded, a hint of a smile breaking through his usual stoic demeanor.