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In the Arms of the Wicked by ivoryconfessions
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After five long years of war, the Order of the Phoenix has fallen. Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic caved to the command of Voldemort. And for the members of the Resistance... their fates are sealed in blood and servitude. For Ainsley Hale, that means being trussed up and sold to the man whose haunting presence shadowed the majority her school years. The very wizard who turned the tide in the war toward an inevitable victory for the Dark Lord and his followers. Her former Potions Professor... Severus Snape.
Master of Disguise by ivoryconfessions
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Severus Snape is a recluse. Following the second Wizarding War, he retreated into the shadows, hiding away from everyone and everything. He preferred life that way - solitary, quiet, and uncomplicated. Other than his occasional affiliation with a certain dark wizarding website. One where he can fully be himself and express his rather... preternatural desires... Online he is BlackPotioneer... a man who is sought out for being a retired Death Eater; not one who is feared for it. And when he begins messaging with a very timid Bookworm18, Severus soon learns that, maybe, even the darkest parts of him don't have to stay hidden away forever.
Veil of Vows by hdypynitgoflol
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***NSFW, BDSM, SMUT, AND MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS!!!*** Please read at your own risk. If any of these labels are triggering, please do not continue. In the halls of Hogwarts, where shadows stretch long, secrets live in every whispered corridor, and no allegiance is ever as simple as it seems, Linnea Ashbourne finds herself bound to something, or someone, she never expected. What begins as an innocent dare unravels into an inescapable tether with Professor Snape, a silent pull that drags her deeper into a world of forbidden knowledge, hidden motives, and a connection she cannot explain nor control. As the walls around her close in, Linnea must navigate a life that no longer feels entirely her own. Loyalties are tested. Lines blur. And the deeper she is drawn into the web tightening around her, the harder it becomes to tell desire from deception, power from vulnerability, and people whom she once called her friends. But Hogwarts is no place for the uncertain, and in a war where trust is as fragile as glass, she must decide how far she is willing to go to protect the life she's always known... or surrender to the unknown entirely. A story of temptation and control, of unspoken bonds and dangerous choices, this story is set during the events of Half-Blood Prince through Deathly Hallows and follows two souls entwined by fate, desire, and a magic neither of them can escape.
The Headmasters Secret by hdypynitgoflol
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*MAJOR SMUT AND MATURE CONTENT!!!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!* Eight years after graduating from Hogwarts, Daphne Blackwood returns-not as a student, but as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. It's the height of the Deathly Hallows era, and the castle is no longer the safe haven she once knew. Under the iron rule of Headmaster Severus Snape, tension crackles in the air, and danger lurks around every corner. But Daphne's curiosity gets the better of her when she sneaks into Snape's private cupboard of forbidden potions-and gets caught. Her punishment? Serve the brooding, enigmatic headmaster himself. What starts as a begrudging arrangement quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Heated glances turn into forbidden touches, and their undeniable chemistry becomes impossible to ignore. As war rages outside the castle walls, Daphne and Severus are drawn into a secret affair that could destroy them both. Warning: This is a tale of seduction, smoldering tension, and explicit encounters, set against the high-stakes backdrop of the Deathly Hallows era. For mature audiences only, this story blurs the lines between lust and love, power and vulnerability.
Stitch Witch by missmeasured
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So many buttons to to sew on. So many buttons to undo. Who really is the man behind the buttons? Anna Ivysil is a stitcher at Madam Malkin's. She is tasked with making Her former Professor some new robes. It proves to be an intimate process.
The Potions Master and the Ravenclaw by SnapesTrueLove
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Professor Severus Snape, the foul tempered Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has lived a controlled and solitary life. When he finds himself undeniably drawn to a beautiful and clever seventh year Ravenclaw student with a complicated past, the walls he built around his heart begin to crumble. With the return of the Dark Lord and the threat of war looming over them, will they survive?
The Stars on the Staircase by missmeasured
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The note read simply "My Office. Immediately after dinner." On Monday Professor Snape saved me from falling off a moving staircase. Sparks shot out of our hands where our skin made contact as he pulled me to safety. Over the course of the week I have become obsessed, and uncontrollably aroused thinking of him constantly. I feel his eyes on me. I catch him looking at me. Nothing brings relief from the arousing day dreams churning through my mind since Monday. I fear I've gone completely mad. It's Friday and now I have this note. I know who it's from. This is a reader/Severus Snape story but it's formatted differently. It's written in first person, and I don't use name inserts to keep the reader more immersed. This is romantic mystery that begins before Harry comes to Hogwarts then eventually a time skip to the war and Headmaster Snape. All the characters and locations belong to J.K. Rowling. (I do not support or condone her. ) obviously a student teacher relationship is never okay this is a piece of fiction not intended for minors.
Lessons In Longing (Severus Snape X Y/N) by thegryffindorr
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Severus Snape was your professor, your critic, and your biggest challenge. But as the term unfolds, lessons blur into something else, something that could ruin you both, or save you in ways you never expected.
Belonging by missmeasured
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(On Hiatus, Story is unfinished, begin at your own risk. ) In a world where soulmates are a real but rare magical phenomenon, Hogwarts is all a flutter to find out their grumpiest professor is soon to be forever pair bonded with a student. Step into the shoes of Madelyn Watson, seventh year Hufflepuff as she comes to terms with what her life will be once she is mated to the dungeon bat. This is a named female reader insert. Third person POV. Other than having a house, an age, and a name she goes undescribed in terms of complexion, hair, body type etc.
Unexpected Fate (Severus Snape x Reader) by GreenBadgerx
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Slow Burn Fanfiction | Rated 18+ Severus Snape x Reader (Professor) You're not just starting a job at Hogwarts - you're stepping into a place alive with secrets, shadows, and the kind of magic that lingers long after the spells have faded. The ancient castle holds mysteries you've always longed to unravel... but the greatest enigma isn't hidden in its halls. It's standing right in front of you: Professor Severus Snape. From the moment your eyes meet, the tension is undeniable. Snape is colder, sharper, more unreadable than ever. His gaze unsettles you, his words sting - and yet, something in you stirs. Something you don't want to name. What begins as barbed exchanges and veiled glances soon unravels into something far more dangerous. A slow-burning connection. Irresistible. Unspoken. And in a place where nothing is ever what it seems, you might just lose more than your heart.