Severus Snape finds himself alive after the war, saved by none other than the insufferable know-it-all. But did he even want to be saved? Hermione on the other hand finds herself unconsciously, albeit dangerously drawn to the broken man. She vows to herself that if he needs her, she'll be there. But you can only help someone who wants to be helped.... What happens when he finds himself face-to-face with just the person he was trying to avoid, because she makes him forget everything he thought he knew about himself?

A SS/HG fanfic. Hermione Granger and Severus Snape are forced to get married by a proposal made by The Order themselves. They both must learn to work together and control their emotions to convince and deceive the Dark Lord as the future of the magical world is dependant on them. Their marriage has not begun with love but will it end with it?

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.

Severus Snape wants absolutely nothing to do with the new Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts. She's bubbly, and gentle, and kind. All of things he hates the most. But when she accidentally leaves a journal in the staff room full of salacious ideas for what appear to be for a book she's writing, he suddenly finds himself intrigued. Severus returns it to her, but not after discovering that she's been suffering from writer's block. And for some unfathomable reason, he just can't seem to halt the offer that comes out of his mouth. To help her get past it.

I made her forget me, but I will never be able to let go of her. For one week, she was mine-utterly. And then I erased myself from her mind, convinced we'd never cross paths again." Twenty-eight days later, she walks into Hogwarts as a seventh-year transfer student. YN can't remember me.. she shouldn't! While she begins to form a tentative friendship with the ever-gentle Remus Lupin, Severus wrestles with guilt, jealousy, and desire he thought he'd buried. As the Ministry reels from the scandal of The Prisoner of Azkaban, one girl's arrival threatens to unravel his carefully constructed world. This is a slow-burn, age-gap, student/teacher romance steeped in emotional repression, longing, and heat. Featuring: • Bisexual, emotionally volatile Severus Snape • Praise, degradation, explicit scenes • A strong but conflicted YN/Reader torn between comfort and chaos I do not own the Harry Potter universe. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No copyright infringement .

Severus Snape never believed in love. Not after Lily Potter died. Not after the war took everything from him, leaving behind a miserable husk of a man. But, the universe has a funny way of giving you the very things you thought you never wanted. Or ones you never thought you'd ever have... And for the grumpy Potions Master, that comes in the form a five foot two blonde spitfire who upends everything he thought he knew.

After Hermione spills a potion she is forced to serve detention. But what happens when her feelings start to change?

*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.

"Don't think." Nay said. "Come in. Let me make it better." Snape survived the war; Nayme Adams (OC) is a muggle woman teaching Muggle Studies at Hogwarts. She meets our favorite snarky Potions Master and, together, they must face a new threat to the entire humanity. Beware of blood and gore and a whole lot of sex - truth be told, the plot was written only to pull the naughty bits together... and naughty they will be indeed - after the mutual pining bit. Be warned! THIS FIC IS COMPLETE and it's also on AO3. * Loads of easter eggs for Rickman fans. Hope you catch them! ** ob.vi.ous.ly I do not own any of JK Rowling's characters. Nor do I partake in her views regarding the transgender community.

"𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬?" He asked, the blade was digging into your skin, lightly drawing out blood from you which Severus happily sucked, his tongue drawing circles on the small cut near the valley of your breasts. "𝐀 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞," you replied, your voice shaking from the nerves. "𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭" He said, as you swallowed a knot in your throat. The blade then moved down to your sternum before Severus brought it to the strap of your bra and snapped it in a single stroke. •••••♡︎•♡︎•♡︎••••• When his lips brushed against yours and his hands began to travel your body, you were oblivious to what you were doing. It all began with distaste and animosity toward one another before the flare turned into dancing flames that burned both of your emotions. The end outcome lead the two of you to something incredibly intense, scorching, and unexpected: affection.