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
'Post War' Part II - 'The Cat' - Chapter IIChapter II'Post War' Part II - 'The Cat' - Chapter II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well, Ciarán...or whatever you name is... you found your way here, you should have no trouble finding your way back"
Severus fought the urge to simply toss the cat out the window. True to be told it would be rather satisfying to just kick the insolent furball out and watch as it ran away terrified. But considering his owner was his new neighbor, it would probably be more prudent to just show him the way out. Miss Black was petulant and intrusive enough as it was, mistreating her cat would only bring him more annoyance, and quite frankly he was in no shape to deal with it.
So instead of indulging on his more aggressive urges, Severus merely opened the kitchen to and let the cat out. It sat there on the windowsill for a few moments and left, making him breath a sight of relief...
Where was he, again? Oh, yeah...Cofee...
Alas..no coffee, and no tea...Actually, no nothing...When was the last time he had gone grocery shopping?...Hell, he couldn´t even rememb
'Post War'Part IV-'Of books and tea'- Chapter VII"Professor Snape'Post War'Part IV-'Of books and tea'- Chapter VII8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I´m not entirely sure this letter comes as a surprise. But knowing you I´d say no. As you can probably imagine my father contacted me right after the two of you met. Of course he didn´t tell me exactly what you talked about, as well he wouldn´t if he wanted to keep me in line with his newest plans, but knowing what I know about you and your real role in the war, I have a clear idea of why you came to the Malfoy manor.
I´ll have you know that appealing to my father will get you nowhere. Of course, I assume you never wanted to convince him of anything in the first place. You wouldn´t be so naïve as to expect my father to see the error of his ways and give the ministry any sort of help. You were trying to get to me.
As it always is with your plans, it worked. You have my attention.
My father sent me to France to keep me away from the disgrace of our family...As if the surname Malfoy wouldn´t follow me around, with all that comes with it. At least that´s what I tought at f
'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 V2 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 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 V10 months 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 VI9 months 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
AcceptanceAcceptance2 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
Motherhood - Chapter II (collab)Dialogs co-written with Ameraucanablues (see comments)Motherhood - Chapter II (collab)7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mam...have you called her?" Evelyn could feel herself slipping in and out of the material world around her. Somehow her mother had managed to help her to the couch, but she still felt like her entire body was turning into a whimpering mess of nausea and dizziness and staying awake was a task of mighty proportions. She was starting to panic...this couldn´t be normal...her body couldn´t be rebelling against her to this extent just because of her pregnancy... there was something more... there had to be...
"Hold yer horses, dear! I am in the process!"
"...feel like...gonna throw up again"
"Not on my carpet you won´t..."
Everything went dark again.
"Oi, Mam, I'm kind of busy here... I'm elbow-deep in bowel obstruction!" Caitlin let out trying to sound cheerful. She was about to take a break for lunch, when a colleague told her her mother was on the phone and she seemed nervous. Sophia almost never ca
Life LessonsFirst Lesson: Soren is fiveLife Lessons9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Spring had arrived, but the air in Scotland was still cold. Small green shoots were starting to push up through the bare soil and the first crocus bulbs had bloomed under the large tree in the garden behind the house. The birds had returned and were nesting in the trees and the bushes.
It was the bird song which had Soren Snape anxious to explore the trees for nests. A steady rain had kept him indoors for days and he was anxious to see if the eggs had hatched.
"Come outside with me, Daddy! We have to find the nests before Mrs. Tolliver's cat does! Come on!" Soren pulled at his father's sleeve. Severus looked up from his books and frowned at his son over his reading glasses.
"You go ahead, Soren. I still have some work to do here. If I don't finish these lesson plans there will be no lessons this week. Not that the students would notice--they seem to get stupider each year," he muttered as he scratched out a complex formula for his Advance
'Post War'-Part IV- Of books and tea - Chapter IIISeverus sat down on the couch and observed as Evelyn brought out a bottle of prosecco and two glasses. She put the glasses on the coffee table and sat next to him, mindful to keep a somewhat safe distance. She obviously knew by now her neighbour was´t given to too much familiarity and had finally started to act accordingly.'Post War'-Part IV- Of books and tea - Chapter III1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This should open our appetite for dinner" She told him, dexterously removing the cork from the bottle, causing it to make a pleasantly soft popping sound.
"I assume this is in celebration of your new job" he asked as she filled his glass
"I guess..."she smiled quietly
"Being hired to teach at Cokeworth Academy is hardly a cause for celebration, you surely realize."
"Is this just you being your usual sour self or does it come from first hand knowledge?"
"A bit of both" he smirked
"Well, then I assume being the kind and concerned neighbour you are, you will surely tell me what´s so dreadful about Cokeworth Academy?"
"It´s located in Cokeworth to begin with" he told h
'Post War' Part III- 'Autumn, 1998' - Chapter VIOctober, 6th'Post War' Part III- 'Autumn, 1998' - Chapter VI1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been quite a while since Evelyn had last gone jogging. No matter what weather, temperature or day, she always started her morning with at least an hour exercise. That was under normal circumstances, of course...But the past weeks could hardly be considered "normal circumstances", and with moving in and getting acclimated to her new life in Cokeworth... Going so long without exercising, without going out in the morning to breath some fresh air was starting to get to her. Evelyn had always had a slight tendency towards gaining weight, and in this past few days she had been on an emotional eating spree... actually, since the death of her father she hadn´t been watching her diet or even her health at all...She had let herself go, actually...taking care of his estate, going over his papers, taking care of her mother, explaining everything to her nieces, then moving to another country...Her routine was turned upside down, and she found he
Motherhood - Chapter III (collab)Co-written with Ameraucanablues (see comments)Motherhood - Chapter III (collab)3 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
N7 road (Dublin-Limerick)
Ennis, County Clare, Munster Province, Ireland
Douglas kept his eyes on the road, driving in silence. They had left Dublin with the first lights of dawn, after a restless night. Over dinner Fin had told him about Sophia´s call and that bizarre story of Evelyn being pregnant, hospitalized and on the verge of divorcing Severus. Neither of them knew what to make of it all. They knew Sophia was prone to exaggeration, as all mothers tend to be, specially if they feel their children are in some sort of trouble, but the fact remained that Evelyn had been rushed to a hospital and that was reason enough for them to drive down to Doolin and see how they could make themselves useful. After all, Evelyn was the closest Fin had to a sister, and Douglas to a sister-in-law. And one doesn´t simply abandon family at times of need. Still, he hoped it was just a small complication and Sophia was in fact overreacting...
'Post War' -Part IV- 'Of books and tea' -Chapter IOctober, 7th'Post War' -Part IV- 'Of books and tea' -Chapter I1 year 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
In My LifePart I: 1970- Severus is TenIn My Life1 year 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
'Post War'-Part IV- Of books and tea- Chapter IIOctober 7th'Post War'-Part IV- Of books and tea- Chapter II1 year 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
A Prince EnoughPairing: Severus Snape/Evelyn Black (OC)A Prince Enough1 year 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 I - 'The visit' - Chapter IIChapter II'Post War'-Part I - 'The visit' - Chapter II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Evelyn just stood there.
Why the heck was she hesitating so much? Wasn´t this what she wanted? To talk to the owner of that house. Eileen Prince...No, Eileen Snape... Who was dead, which probably made the grumpy man standing at the door the current owner. So, Evelyn had to talk to him. That was the whole reason she had decided to come to Spinner´s End wasn´t it?
When she arrived that morning, after spending the night at a hotel in a more lively part of Cokeworth, Evelyn had the vivid impression of walking into a ghost town. "Isn´t this how most horror movies start?" She had thought to herself, as she watched through her car windows how the rows of decrepit houses passed by. From the little she had researched, Evelyn knew the whole neighbourhood had been purpose-built to house the families of the mill workers. The mill itself towered ominously over the dark and filthy streets and alleys bellow, its long chimneys pointing up at a steel-grey autumn sky.