𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓡𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼: ǟ ʀɛǟʟɨȶʏ ֆɦɨʄȶɨռɢ ȶǟʟɛ ✤ ֆɛʋɛʀʊʂ ҳ օƈ
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."
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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
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