Once an assistant arrives to Professor Snape. Professor isn't happy at all. Note: translation of my story based on my mini-series on TikTok. You can also watch comics based on this story on TikTok: 99alexa99
A short tale of a budding anesthesiology-magic student surrendering herself to her darkest, most taboo desires in Victorian Scotland. He tried to warn you. Yet when you slipped, so did your professor. You both fell into the realm of pain, pleasure, and what it truly means to love. To speak the language of the heartbea...
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 clos...
𝑆𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑠ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑒. 𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ. "𝑂ℎ 𝑦𝑒𝑠," 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑆𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑢𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑙𝑦, "𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓�...
"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. ...
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 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡�...