𝐴 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒: 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 She, a fugitive with a dark past who found herself in the clutches of a world as enchanting as it's dangerous. He, a double spy, a man as complex as the magic that surrounds him. A Master of Potions and of Dark Arts, and a prisoner of his own past. In the dimly-lit dungeons of Hogwarts, where shadows dance & secrets whisper, stands a man charged with taming the beast hiding within her. His orders, clear. His path, one of no return. And she's the final key to it all. In a world where betrayal & sacrifice twist and turn, a dark tale of deception and desire unfolds under the looming clouds of the wizarding war. The line between friend and foe blurs as a choice must be made. One that will mean the difference between life and death, as the simmering cauldron of forbidden love with its shimmering fumes bewitches the minds, ensnares the senses, teaching them how to bottle pain, brew longing, and even how to put a stopper in death. But in the darkest of times, if anything is possible, then everything is at stake. ✨Word count: 226,854✨ ❗Tags/TWs:❗ Slow Burn, Angst, Age Difference, Hurt/Comfort, Violence, Blood, Death, Past Abuse, Dark, Dark Past, Past Violence, Gentle for SO, Sexual Content, Explicit Sexual Content, Possessive/Protective SO

Tomber Amoureux [French] translation: To Fall In Love Robin Baudelaire, has lived a relatively pleasant life as the top student at beauxbatons up until the death of her parents. An unfortunate accident brought by overcrowding and sudden panic at the Quidditch World Cup; that was the cover-up they used. As for the truth? Well, not even Robin knows that. But within time she will stumble upon dark forces that seem to have all the answers. Will she take a step into the dark side in exchange for the ugly truth? Or will she continue to live guiltily in a life hidden in beautiful lies? At least there will be someone to help guide her through these dark times. But why must it be her dark and cruel potions professor?

"You, my dear, seem to have a knack at Potions." Aria's eyes widened at her head of house's statement. Professor Snape stood next to the Herbology professor and Professor McGonagall stood on her other side. Why Aria needed an entire audience for just a simple thing, she didn't know. "But that's not why you're here," Sprout finished. "Well, it is, but it isn't." "Yes," Professor Snape agreed. "This is a matter about something else that has arisen." "Severus, you don't have to sound so harsh," Sprout warned, giving him a small glare before turning back to Aria. "This is actually something about what Dumblefore has told us of, my dear. Something we would like to discuss with you." What had Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, wanted the three of them to discuss with her? What would be so important. Then it hit her. They must have thought she was cheating. "We hear, Ms. Rivers, that you have a special gift," Professor McGonagall stated. "One that most wizards or witches can hardly even dream of." "My Legilimency," Aria finished. ~ Disclaimer : I do not own the world of Harry Potter, any of its characters, or the plot. I only own Aria Rivers, Thomas Zenock, Corryn Evergreen, and any other character that I add along the way. The full list is mentioned in the cast and credits chapter Cover made using Canva

"𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 . . . 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰." 𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑒 𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱. Deja vu of affection, love, and lust for her professor. A dreamlike sense of self and reality, yearning to break through to the truth. Break the melancholy. Severus intends to revive that truth. Through methods dark, magical, and pleasurable. Available on ao3. :)

Severus stood a few paces before her. His eyes were on the ruined cauldron. "Tell me," his voice shook, and tears formed in his eyes, "why do you wear flowers in your hair?" He kept looking to his cauldron. "I don't understand." "How does such a simple ritual bring you happiness? Why are you always---" he stepped closer to her, "so---" by her elbows, he gently held her to him, "---happy?" A droplet escaped from his eye, splashing on the floor between them. He gazed his vulnerability into her eyes, his dark tresses brushing his chin. "Tell me, do you believe in shifting reality?" Severus's hooked nose brushed against hers. He repeated his response from last year. "I do not believe in miracles." ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯○○◯○○⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ, & ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ. Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ. Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ғɪɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. Note: 1. Eventual smut, as this is a slowburn story. 2. Plot-heavy (mysteries, life with friends, easter eggs). 3. You can also find this on ao3 (same username). #1 shiftingreality ~ 11/22/2021 #1 sev ~ 1/24/2022 #1 realityshifting ~ 4/5/2022 #1 desiredreality ~ 4/24/2022 #1 shifting ~ 4/30/2022 #1 quantumjumping ~ 5/2/2022

"Would it be better if I didn't exist?" "Yes." Your soul was intertwined with his, but his heart belongs to another. [severus snape x reader] #1 harrypotterimagines #1 hpimagines #1 severussnapexreader #1 souls #8 snape