Every Rose Has Its Thorn. (A Severus Snape Fanfiction)
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When Fire Meets Night
Severus Snape. A witchy whirlwind had met him first: dark hair, pale skin, sharp eyes. By far the youngest of Hogwarts' staff at just twenty-four, petite at 5'2, Luner Knight made her presence known as if she'd set fireworks off in the courtyard at midnight. With waist-length gold hair, crystal-blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, and a lithe, elegant way of moving, she was impossible to miss. Despite lacking an old family name, she had risen quickly-an elemental prodigy, master of flame, water and stone. Angular in bone, fiery in temper, and uncompromising in will, she was no meek newcomer willing to bow to authority. Snape was her opposite in every sense. Dark where she was golden, towering where she was small, his black robes swirled like the wings of a bat. With his hooked nose, thin mouth, and oily black hair, he carried the air of something crawled up from the dungeons, a spider waiting to strike. His voice cut like a blade, his wit cruel, his sneer constant. Cold black eyes pierced through students and colleagues alike, burning away defenses with their poisonous heat. So when they met, she laughed. She did not shrink beneath his scorn but snapped back, barbs as sharp as his own. Sometimes she cackled, loud and bright, unraveling his dark composure with maddening ease. Snape found her reckless, wild, foolish; she found him bitter, rigid, brilliant but insufferable. He was her eternal rival and reluctant companion, equal parts genius and gloom. She was the spark to his shadow, burning so hot she was bound to scorch. Fire and ice. Gold and black. Severus Snape and Luner Knight-an unlikely pairing forged in sparks and quarrels. Yet from the very first year of Harry Potter's time at Hogwarts, their clashes rang through the stone halls, a battle of tempers and wills. And beneath each sharp word and cutting glance, something unspoken took root-dangerous, unwanted, but impossible to ignore.Complete
Slytherin Princess ( Harry Potter: Severus Snape fanfic)
Briar Rose, Orphan, unknown witch. Severus Snape, a cold potions professor at Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry. When two worlds collide, demons can be fought and cold hearts can be warmed. Family isn't blood and sometimes finding out who you are can be more than what you wished for, join Briar on her trip through her first year of Hogwarts and all it's twists and turns. (Brair POV/ Snape POV) SEQUEL: Inside and is regularly being updated on Saturdays. Completed. ( Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING, ONLY BORROWING THE HP WORLD I ONLY THOUGHT OF BRIAR.)Complete
Dreaming in Color
Thirty year old Lauren Ward wakes up to find herself in the magical world of Harry Potter, but she's stuck in her eleven year old body. Not only does she have to redo school all over again, but she also has to learn magic and all that entails being a witch. A grudging friendship is struck up between Professor and student, which evolves into romance in eventual years.
Meeting Patronus | A Severus Snape Love Story
[y/n] [l/n], an 18 year old girl from America transfers to Hogwarts in her 6th year of her wizard schooling in an attempt to build a new life and flee her painful past. A long time companion with loneliness and anxiety, [y/n] learned to fill the void in her heart with pills and unhealthy distractions. Despite this, she still yearns for connection and love even though she has a hard time facing others. She comes to Hogwarts to discover that she may be able to finally find strength within herself, friends to lean on, and the love of her life. What will ruin it all for her? Her trauma? Her forbidden love? Or her anxiety induced pill addiction? Can she finally find love and understanding in the arms of her Potions professor, who struggles in very similar ways? Disclaimer: Based off the original works J.K. Rowling. I do not own the characters Severus Snape, Harry Potter, and other original characters from the Harry Potter books. I own my other original characters.Complete
Potions and Petals ( Young Severus Snape x Reader )
In the shadowy halls of Hogwarts, where the scent of potions lingers and the whispers of students fill the air, Severus Snape, the brooding, sharp-witted Slytherin, keeps to the dark corners of the castle. Yet, one person dares to step into his world, Y/N Malfoy, the unexpected Hufflepuff. A student of quiet strength and delicate grace, Y/N is as much a puzzle to Severus as he is to her. She's a Malfoy by name, but her heart lies among the blooms of Hogwarts' gardens, where she's known for her kindness and resilience, unlike the cold reputation of her family. Ranks * 1 in #grumpyxsunshine * 1 in #Potions * 4 in #Severus * 8 in #HufflepuffComplete
The Princess and the Bloodstone
[ILLUSTRATED and REVISED] Professor Severus Snape is sworn to protect the witch who holds the key to winning the war. He faces unexpected trials after making sensitive discoveries during an Occlumency lesson. Together, they must navigate a world of danger and deception. All is fair in a labyrinth of love and war. (FemHarry/HP/SS/Hogwarts as University).Complete
Severus Snape. A witchy whirlwind had met him first: dark hair, pale skin, sharp eyes. By far the youngest of Hogwarts' staff at just twenty-four, petite at 5'2, Luner Knight made her presence known as if she'd set fireworks off in the courtyard at midnight. With waist-length gold hair, crystal-blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, and a lithe, elegant way of moving, she was impossible to miss. Despite lacking an old family name, she had risen quickly-an elemental prodigy, master of flame, water and stone. Angular in bone, fiery in temper, and uncompromising in will, she was no meek newcomer willing to bow to authority. Snape was her opposite in every sense. Dark where she was golden, towering where she was small, his black robes swirled like the wings of a bat. With his hooked nose, thin mouth, and oily black hair, he carried the air of something crawled up from the dungeons, a spider waiting to strike. His voice cut like a blade, his wit cruel, his sneer constant. Cold black eyes pierced through students and colleagues alike, burning away defenses with their poisonous heat. So when they met, she laughed. She did not shrink beneath his scorn but snapped back, barbs as sharp as his own. Sometimes she cackled, loud and bright, unraveling his dark composure with maddening ease. Snape found her reckless, wild, foolish; she found him bitter, rigid, brilliant but insufferable. He was her eternal rival and reluctant companion, equal parts genius and gloom. She was the spark to his shadow, burning so hot she was bound to scorch. Fire and ice. Gold and black. Severus Snape and Luner Knight-an unlikely pairing forged in sparks and quarrels. Yet from the very first year of Harry Potter's time at Hogwarts, their clashes rang through the stone halls, a battle of tempers and wills. And beneath each sharp word and cutting glance, something unspoken took root-dangerous, unwanted, but impossible to ignore.
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