Evelyn Teresa Black - Character questionnaireName: Evelyn Teresa Snape (Née Black)
Age: 49 years old as of 2012. 35 years old at the beginning of the story.
Height and weight: 1,73m (sans heels). Weighs around 70 kilos. Which might seem like a lot, but Evelyn has been a amateur dancer for most of her youth and she runs every day, which accounts for a fair amount of muscular body-mass, particularly on her legs. Also her body built is rather sturdy and broad, particularly around hips and thighs.
Body type: Average height to tall and flexible, but with a very sturdy and solid frame. Evelyn has a cello-shapped body, with strong shoulders and back, slightly bigger than average breasts, round hips and butt and thick thighs (her proverbial "thunder thighs", which she hates). She has a slight tendency to gain weight (particularly on her lower half)if she doesn´t watch her diet and exercise.
Eyes:Almond shaped, somewhat narrow, of a very vivid golden brown. She has strong eyebrows tha
AcceptanceAcceptance3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
October, 31, 2005
Severus didn´t want a child.
And yet...here it was...
Severus approached the cradle with feather light footsteps. It was a simple but elegant piece of furniture, made out of heavy and dark oak wood...an heirloom of Evelyn´s family, that her mother had insisted on giving them. A wealth of delicate white and blue covers and a veil of rich Irish lace protected it´s tiny occupant from the late October chill.
His long fingers drew back the covers to reveal the child to his sleep deprived eyes. A child who was no more than an hour old. A child that wasn´t expected. A mistake that shouldn´t have happened, as far as his father had been concerned.
He didn´t want a child...
Most people take parental instinct for granted...They imagine it´s only natural for parents to love their children. It just happened...But Severus knew better...In fact he knew from experience that it just wasn´t that simple...Nowhere near that simple...
And that was p
Love's Crumbling Defenses Ch.11So many thoughts were racing through Evelyn's mind that her psyche refused to be subdued to sleep, no matter how hard she tried. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Severus and as comforting as it might sound, she felt utterly heartbroken that she would most likely never be able to see him ever again. Tears gradually drained out of her brown eyes but she made an effort to silence her sobs in order to not wake her roommates.Love's Crumbling Defenses Ch.113 years ago in Romance More Like This
She remained befuddled on whether to inform her roommates immediately of her departure or to pack quickly, leave and let them find out later. She ultimately decided that now, which was about an hour before day-break, that she would start packing her trunk and dress herself in her Slytherin robes.
As she quietly pulled on her robes after packing her trunk full of her possessions and school supplies, she looked in the mirror just beside her bed. It was as if she was bearing the serpent emblem for the last time; as though this emblem of the house she belonged in wa
In My LifePart I: 1970- Severus is TenIn My Life3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Watch this, Sev!" Lily stood by the bank of the muddy river which flowed through Cokeworth. She cupped her hands and scooped up the water. She puffed a short breath over it, looked up at him and smiled. The bright sun illuminated her dark red hair and her green eyes sparkled with happy mischief.
"Guess who I am!" She did a swift pirouette, standing on the toes of her blue trainers. She momentarily lifted up a few inches into the air, scattering the water into droplets as she turned. The droplets momentarily transformed into glittering translucent gems which turned back into water as they hit the ground.
Severus stared, transfixed and momentarily struck mute by the vision.
"Well, aren't you going to guess? Don't you have any idea?"
"I can't say that I do!" he stammered.
"Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds! Honestly, Sev, that one should have
A Prince EnoughPairing: Severus Snape/Evelyn Black (OC)A Prince Enough3 years ago in Romance More Like This
This was written for LadyMacbeth1755, using her OC Evelyn. There is a link to more info on the character below.
Disclaimer: Snape, McGonagall, and Hogwarts belong to JK Rowling. Evelyn belongs to LadyMacbeth1755. I only own the Buttered Kraken XD
The two little Hufflepuffs stared at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor as he sat at a table in the library, flipping through a book that he had brought out from the restricted section. The book moaned. "Do be quiet," Snape told it sternly. It let out a tiny squeak and then fell silent.
"He's really married to her?" the blonde girl asked the black-haired girl.
"That's what the head girl told me."
"I thought they were cousins or something." The blonde frowned. "I don't get it, him married to her."
It was the first week of the school year. As usual, many of the first year girls were very taken with Evelyn Snape, the Muggle Studies professor. Her dance
'Post War' -Part III- 'Autumn, 1998' - Chapter VSeverus stood in front of his neighbour´s door, bracing himself to knock. If he knew Ms Black, and after a couple of days he was sure she was easy enough to read, he was about to voluntarily put himself through a lengthy ordeal of infuriating small-talk and pushy kindness. He sighed...It had to be done...Severus could hear music coming from inside...the mellifluous voice of some male singer he could vaguely recognise but wouldn´t be able to identify if he tried...Aznavour? Brel? Montand?...He could never tell these Frenchmen apart...It was just something that sounded nostalgic and sensuous like old French songs tended to sound in general. So this was the kind of music she liked...didn´t exactly come as a surprise. Taking a deep breath he knocked.'Post War' -Part III- 'Autumn, 1998' - Chapter V3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The music came to an abrupt end and he heard very soft and quick footsteps coming towards the door. As it opened, his eyes were immediately drawn downwards...Had Ms Black suddenly shrunk? He didn´t remember her b
'Post War'-Part IV- Of books and tea- Chapter IIOctober 7th'Post War'-Part IV- Of books and tea- Chapter II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Spinner´s End, 13
Severus looked up from his glass of elf made wine and stared down the man sitting in front of him. Tall, dark and stately Kingsley Shacklebolt. Still tranquil and commanding as Severus remembered him to be, but significantly older...Severus had noticed the same happen with Minerva as well...the war and its aftermath had grealy aged all its participants in just a few years...years that felt heavy as centuries...Maybe that was the reason Severus himself avoided looking at the mirror too often.
''Well, it´s an honour to welcome the new Minister for magic in my house.You will surely appreaciate my concern tough, for I doubt someone is such high-ranking position would go through the trouble of coming all the way here if there wasn´t something serious underway...'' His mind quickly drifted back to the flight of the Lestranges. The Ministry was surely in a dire position right now, if Shacklebolt´s presence told him anything.
''Interim, minister.' Shackl
'Post War' -Part IV-'Of books and tea' - Chapter VLucius stepped away from the window and sat on his chair, his face lost into darkness.'Post War' -Part IV-'Of books and tea' - Chapter V2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Do you mind?" he let out acidly, making a broad gesture that indicated the entire room around them "I can´t bring myself to have a serious conversation with anybody whose face I can´t see."
Severus retrieved his wand from the inside pocket of his jacket and with a swift flick of his wrist lit all the candles in the room. Lucius office remained for the most part unchanged, other than the growing amount of dust and spider webs covering everything and the missing decorative objects, the most expensive ones notably...all auctioned off. The Malfoys no longer had the luxury of house elves and surely Lucius wouldn´t bother with cleaning his office himself. Severus had noticed the entrance hall and main sitting room were clean and in perfect order, even if missing most of their furniture and art objects. Narcissa´s doing for absolute sure. Even if thrown in the most abject poverty, a Black would never be c
'Post War'-Part IV- 'Of books and tea'- Chapter VI"I just ate something at Café Yalta, but I can fix you something to eat if you want" Evelyn offered as she poured him some tea.'Post War'-Part IV- 'Of books and tea'- Chapter VI2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Just tea will sufice, thank you. Café Yalta, huh? I hope to God you only had their buckwheat pancakes."
"You know the place?"
"Everybody does. Best pancakes and..."
"...worst tea of all Greater Manchester! So it IS true. Angela told me exactly that!" she laughed softly, sitting besides him and kicking off her shoes by the side of the couch.
"Yeah, a colleague of mine. English teacher. She wouldn´t let me have their tea because it supposedly tastes like toilet water"
"She might as well have saved you from some nasty infection. 'Supposedly' is entirely too kind. I´m fairly confident that their tea is actual toilet water."
"Cokeworth should put that in touristic brochures, 'Come to Cokeworth and drink the world´s worst tea'" her silvery laugher was growing in volume around him, as she ran her fingers through her long hai
'Post War' -Part IV- 'Of books and tea' -Chapter IOctober, 7th'Post War' -Part IV- 'Of books and tea' -Chapter I2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The newspaper Ms. Black had brought him laid on the couch, exactly where he had left it the day before. Severus picked it up, sipping his coffee distractedly. Salvador Dali....This brought back memories. He could still remember the scent of new books in that bookstore downtown where he and Lily would spend hours on end at least once a week. It was a small shop that also sold comic books, posters and art prints, a local landmark that had closed just like so many small businesses in Cokeworth did when the mill was closed. In the 80s Cokeworth became a ghost town. Without the mill there was nothing left for more than half the townspeople who depended on it directly or indirectly. The ones who were better off and had jobs in Manchester or Oldham fared better, but it took the city as a whole almost a decade to start getting back on its feet. And even now, Cokeworth was still nothing to be praised. Still a half-dead filthy town living on the shadow of Manchest
Springtime DelightIt was a lovely spring day. Severus and Lily exited their last class of the day- potions. They walked together down the crowded corridor arm in arm, going back in forth with the usual small talk. Lily finally led him outside; it was unseasonably cold but sunny.Springtime Delight3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Where are we going?" Severus asked.
"Our usual spot, of course." Lily replied giggling.
They crossed the courtyard in a large throng of students. When they reached the outskirts of the grounds, however, the amount of students near them declined. Finally they sat down on a hill that overlooked the luscious scenery outside of Hogwarts. Lily put her head on Severus' shoulder and sighed. He felt a little timid but smiled warmly.
"So," Lily started out, "Who does Severus Snape like?"
Severus straightened his head and gulped as he started to feel uneasy. The question came at him so quickly, he was caught off guard. He didn't reply because he, in fact, didn't know how to answer. Should he tell his best friend he's been infatuated with
Motherhood - Chapter I (collab)(This story takes place 5 months before "Acceptance", and a month before "The ultrassound")Motherhood - Chapter I (collab)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dialogs co-written with Ameraucanablues (see comments)
Early June, 2005
R5479, just outside Doolin, County Clare, Munster Province, Ireland
The red Volvo sped across the emerald-green of the Irish countryside, the fresh blue of the clear spring sky above and the cool seaside sunlight hitting its darkened windows. The wide luxurious fields, the sheep peacefully grazing, the deep indigo of the rowdy sea in the distance beyond the old and grey stones of the Burren and the proud heights of the cliffs should all came as a comforting sight to Evelyn. The road from Dublin to Doolin was so familiar she felt like she could drive through it with her eyes closed. When she had moved to Dublin for college, she´d come back every other weekend by bus or train, and a few years later, once she had started to earn her own money, she´d drive herself back home every weekend. 24 years later, she could easi