histórias de Severus

Clarice Bates is just your average witch, at least that's how she sees herself at first. She finds herself a new position at Hogwarts as Professor Sprouts new assistant after doing plenty of study around the world with different plant species and magical creatures. What happens when the moody potions professor, Severus Snape, and her begin an unlikely friendship that quickly blossoms into something so much more? Read along and follow Clarice through the years of Harry's school years and see how one witch can make such a difference in this universe. *** This is a Severus Snape fanfiction that will start by taking place during Harry's second year and continues throughout the rest of the series.

Another time travel fic! The war just ended and Harry finds a time turner that takes him to the marauders era along with Hermione. Harry finally gets to meet his parents and finish his final year at Hogwarts. ALL CHARACTERS ARE WORKS OF THE WRITER J. K. ROWLING ALL ART I FOUND ON PINTEREST aka I can't draw if my life depended on it. I don't know how often I'll post this but I promise I will finish it eventually. (Hopefully) Also it's been a minute since I watched the movies/ read the books so we'll see how this goes

"He was made from the tube by science and breath forced by lightning." Victor Frankenstein Jr. was an anomaly. Billionaire, Wizard, Creation. Trying to escape his father's shadow, he looked up at the Hogwarts sky, searching among the constellations for answers. However, the answers he sought lay deep within the dungeons. In the black eyes of a Potions Master who bore more wounds than he himself. This isn't a tale of a monster becoming human. It's a tale of two broken souls trying to stitch each other's wounds. Severus Snape is officially a character owned by J.K Rowling, I only own Victor Frankenstein Jr.

Mysterious invaders, dangerous attackers, and.....a fluffy Animagus? Severus x Harry, don't like don't read. Set in 8th year.

Severus Snape spent nearly twenty years listening to Albus Dumbledore rave on and on about how death was but the next great adventure. But he never imagined this is what the old fool meant. Reborn as the female version of himself Severus must figure out what to do with the second chance he was granted but most assuredly doesn't deserve.

Some stories are carved in prophecy. Some are etched in blood. And some- the rarest, the most dangerous- are born from an oath that was never spoken, yet binds two souls tighter than magic ever could. Aria Everthorne enters Hogwarts with phoenix-fire in her wand and starlight in her veins- a pure-blood prodigy with a sharp tongue, a chaotic heart, and brilliance that bends rules and rewrites expectations. A Gryffindor who laughs like sunlight, yet carries storms no one sees. Severus Snape is her opposite in every possible way- a Slytherin boy of shadows and quiet fury, raw talent and unspoken wounds. Sharp where she is warm, guarded where she is reckless, and haunted long before he knows what it means to be chosen by darkness. They should have been strangers. They become rivals. They become something infinitely more dangerous. Across the shifting paths of their school years, through the rising smoke of the First Wizarding War, to an impossible reunion years later- when Aria returns to Hogwarts as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, taking the position Severus spent a lifetime hoping for- their bond becomes the secret heartbeat of a world on the edge of ruin. She protects the children he cannot reach. He walks the knife-edge of a destiny he never asked for. And together, they stand between fate and the fire that threatens to end them all. But in the chaos of war, love becomes its own battlefield- fragile, forbidden, and terrifyingly powerful. And when the time comes for Severus to die, Aria Everthorne will write the oath the universe never allowed them to speak: "Not him. Not this time." A story of rivals and redemption, of love and war, of two souls who choose each other even when the world demands otherwise. In the end, it is not prophecy that saves him- but the girl who loved him enough to defy destiny itself. severus snape x oc .. all the characters belong to jk Rowling except for my oc... and please don't copy my own work .

Lilith Severus Marvolo Snape. Daughter of Severus Snape and Grand-daugther of Tom Riddle/Voldermort. ----------------------------------------------- Opening the door, he finds the cause of the noise in the form of his one year old daughter, lying in her crib. As he hovers over her crib, she realises his presence and reaches her arms out to him with tears running down her cheeks. Slowly lifting her out of the crib, Severus calmly whispers "Shh. Hush my little one. It's alright Lilith. Papa's here now". Cuddling up to his chest, Lilith starts to calm down and her cries are brought down to small whimpers. Severus knew there was no chance that she would want to go to sleep on her own now and started to walk back to his room with her in his arms. As he closes her bedroom door, a figure is seen in the hallway, waiting outside Severus' room. "Is she alright now Severus?". "Yes father, she's all good now. Must have just missed me". Tom laughs quietly, "Yes perhaps. She does tend to like your warmth and even mine. She really is your daughter. You were like that when you were little". "I was not", Severus scoffed. "And you know how exactly, mister?" Tom laughed. Interrupting the two, and wanting some attention back on her, Lilith lets out a little whimper and grips Severus' robes. Both men chuckle quietly before Severus adds, "Sorry father, her lordship wants to go cuddle and sleep in my bed" "It's alright son. Goodnight princess". Tom kisses Lilith's forehead and turns to head back to his quarters. Severus walks into his own room and gently sets Lilith down in his bed. Climbing into bed, he holds her to his chest and slowly rubs her back. As she starts to slowly fall asleep, he whispers "My perfect little Lilith. No harm shall come to you as long as I'm around. That's a promise from me and especially your grandfather". ----------------------------------------------- I do not own Harry Potter, that belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Somehow Severus finds himself back in to his younger years in his younger self. Perhaps this is an opportunity to redo everything he did wrong? ART ON COVER NOT MINE-CREDITS TO THE OWNER OF IT <3

(Read a/n to know more about the fanfic if you wanna read it) - Ongoing

The twin sister of Harry potter who is two hours younger than him. Eleonore has always wanted to feel being loved by people.Hogwarts potion's master treats her as his own daughter and showed himself as a father figure to the girl. What will her life be like in Hogwarts? Note : PoV's will only be set in Severus Snape and Eleonore's PoV. All characters here belongs to JK Rowling except Eleonore. I only own Eleonore and her owl.

After a tragic end in a world that never gave her peace, Louisa awakens in a new reality-reborn as Abbigail Evans, the youngest sister in a reimagined version of the Evans family. With fragments of her past life haunting her and the world of magic unfolding before her eyes, Abby soon realizes that this world isn't exactly as she remembers. The people she thought she knew-the famous names from a story she once read-carry secrets, choices, and destinies of their own. As Abby unravels the layers of their lives and discovers more about who they truly are, she begins to question where fiction ends and fate begins. Why was she brought here? And what role is she meant to play in a story that's no longer bound by its pages? ⚠️ Note: This story follows the Marauders and other characters whose paths will shape the origins of the Harry Potter world as we know it.

𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥...𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 ❘ ❙ ❚ . .remus lupin pines after the girl that's never loved anyone besides her cat or roxanne second guesses her capability to let someone in remus lupin x oc [marauders era] book 1!

Dear Miss Evans, you are accepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This sentence changed Petunia Evans's life. She set off to Hogwarts making friends along the way, making sure she studied hard to stay top in class and have fun with her friends. She didn't expect to find more family, find love and fight off a mad man after being a part of a prophecy. Will she survive in the chaos or succumb to the darkness?

{---} ❛Y-You know?❜ He stammered, eyes wide, as if he expected me to pull a pitchfork out of my back pocket. ❛Uh-huh.❜ ❛And you're not... you're not scared?❜ ❛You're wearing fluffy socks with little turtles on them, forgive me for not trembling in fear.❜ {--} A werewolf, or occasionally lycanthrope, is an individual who can shape-shift into a wolf with the transformations occurring on the night of a full moon. They are depicted as ugly, dangerous creatures who should be avoided and feared. Well, you exactly wouldn't call Remus Lupin 'dangerous' and definitely not 'ugly'. If you cast your eyes upon the boy, he most definitely would not strike fear into your heart or send chills up your spine. Unless you took his chocolate, that is. {--} One night, under the light of the full moon, Y/n L/n, a Hufflepuff girl with secrets of her own, crept out of her room that night and stumbled upon a group of Animagi attempting to calm a werewolf. Upon seeing this, she made use of her 'secret' and found herself becoming a member of the infamous Marauders. Want to know more? Read the goddamn fanfic! WARNING: This story contains canon-fuckery, which is mostly unintentional (like Regulus and Tonks being in the wrong school year). I'm too lazy to go back and change it so... deal with it.

At the end of his 2nd year, Harry hears a horrifying conversation between his friends and the Headmaster. During the summer Harry finds out his friends betrayed him more than he thought. Might update the description later on. Disclaimer- I own nothing but the plot, all characters belong to JK Rowling Warnings- Beatings in the first few chapters Irregular updates Slow updates

June 1987. Severus Snape had hoped the school year would finally draw to a close, allowing him to return to the only constants in his life worth cherishing: silence, research, and the blissful absence of other people. Instead, he found himself trapped in a predicament that was, even by his standards, utterly absurd: He was forced to leave Hogwarts. He was compelled to travel. And-as the ultimate cruelty-he was not permitted to do so alone. His trainee-that obstinate, insolently capable young witch who had already transformed the previous year into a trial of endurance-had been assigned to him once more. A decision that Snape, naturally, viewed with profound disapproval. Together, they were thrust into a world far more alien to him than the Dark Arts ever were. A realm of unfamiliar landscapes, unwritten rules, and people who held no regard for the boundaries Snape had so meticulously constructed around himself. And as if that were not challenge enough, he was forced to confront a terrifying truth: the greatest danger was not lurking in the distance-but walking right beside him.

AU Minerva McGonagall had always been composed, deliberate, and impossibly difficult to unsettle. She carried herself like stone polished smooth by time-measured in speech, precise in movement, unwavering in conviction. Bellatrix Black on the other hand, was curiosity given form. Brilliant and charming, she had a mind that reached for every unanswered question and hands that itched to open every locked door. Temptation was rarely malicious-only irresistible. She wanted to *know*. To test. To understand. It was a wonder, some thought, that Minerva chose her. But Minerva saw what others missed. She saw the sweetness beneath Bellatrix's daring-the thoughtful pauses, the soft laughter shared in quiet rooms, the way her sharp intelligence could light up an entire conversation. Bellatrix loved with enthusiasm and warmth, pouring herself fully into everything she cared for. And Minerva protected her with the same intensity. Her protective streak was not loud. It lived in subtleties: the slight step forward when discussions grew heated, the cool, cutting tone she reserved for anyone who underestimated her wife, the steady hand at Bellatrix's back guiding her away from risks taken one inch too far. Minerva did not cage her curiosity. She simply stood guard while it roamed. Bellatrix would flirt with danger like it was a riddle to solve, glancing over her shoulder with a mischievous smile, knowing Minerva was there-solid and certain. And she always was. Together they were balance: restless brilliance and steadfast devotion. Bellatrix might chase the unknown, but she never had to face it alone. Because Minerva McGonagall loved fiercely. And she guarded what was hers.

"You're going to regret it, you know." Sirius pipes up after a while as he helps me load the broom into the narrow doorway. "Pardon?" "Peter," he clarifies. "You're going to regret babying him and keeping him around. He's a wimp and too skittish. One day, he's going to get us caught, and you know it." "He may be," I agree, helping him juggle his owl down the hall. "But he is also our friend." I tug him back a little just before we can join Remus and Peter inside the car they saved. "He was sorted into Gryffindor, same as you." I can tell that gets to him a bit from the way he avoids my eyes. "I knew you were different from the other snobs of Black, and I know Peter is different too." I give his shoulder a light punch which gets him to look at me once more. "Trust me." His nose scrunches just a tad, but he eventually sighs with a relenting eye roll and begrudgingly mumbles to himself. "Always." !!I DID NOT MAKE THE COVER ART!!

*CHANGED THE COVER PHOTO!* This WON'T have "sex scenes" but will have some HEAVY flirting, and talks about kissing/touching, fluff and sweet moments. Nothing excessive. Might have some evil snape chapters or evil hermione. Yes I am taking requests.

Sebastian Holtman has always lived in a quiet house filled with old books, polished floors, and more rules than laughter. His father is important-at least, that's what people say-he's rarely home, and Sebastian has grown used to silence. He suffers from a rare illness that requires him to take a potion made from an equally rare plant-The Elder Flower is a magical blossom said to grow once a century in a faraway forest called Avalmere-a place whispered about in old wizard tales. So when a strange letter arrives by owl, inviting him to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Sebastian doesn't quite know what to feel. Excited? Nervous? Curious? Maybe a little bit of everything. At Hogwarts, nothing is ordinary. There are ghosts in the corridors, portraits that talk back, and staircases with minds of their own. For the first time, Sebastian makes friends, sees magic up close, and begins to discover who he might become-outside of the house he came from. For a boy who's always lived quietly, the world is about to get loud in all the best ways. {Hermione granger x OC} *I own nothing except Sebastian and everything related to him*