The Curious Case of Severus Snape: ConfessionsCONFESSIONSThe Curious Case of Severus Snape: Confessions in Romance More Like This
December 1, 1998
Sometimes I wish I could walk around with a HANDLE WITH CARE sign stuck to my forehead. Sometimes I wish that there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and in a life that is lawless, doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt so bad the morning after. Sometimes I think that I was forced to withdraw into depression because it was the only rightful protest I could throw in the face of a world that said it was alright for people to come and go as they please, that there were simply no real obligations left.
That's difficult. I take a dose of lithium nightly. I take antidepressant potions, mood stabilizers, neuroleptics and something else to avoid negative side effects of lithium. But I don't believe all the drugs put together can combat whatever it is that wrong with me in the first place.
I remember one moment in my life. I was twelve or thirteen. One night there was something in my boxers. Something wet
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"Lumos!" They heard, but it was too late. Minerva McGonagall stood behind them. Her expression did not promise anything good.
"What the hell Miss Cadela, go to your room! I will speak with you tomorrow. And you," she poked Snape into chest. "You will go with me." Minerva looked into Snape's dark eyes. He made sure not to show the surprise and fear that was coursing through him as she stood there.
"B b but, Professor ..." Claudine tried to protest. "Here ..." She did not manage to finish the sentence.
"Miss Cadela! Bring your ass into room. Immediately. Otherwise, Slytherins are going to lose all points earned by this year."
Claudine brought her icy-blue eyes up to Snape; he just nodded slightly. "Go"
The castle was darker than it usually was in late evening because of the thick, swirling gray snow at every window. Shivering, Snape walked past McGonagall. They stepped off the stone staircase at the top, and Professor McGonagall rapped on the door
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Diga Tio: A Tale of Family & Friendship
Chapter I: "Bad Chemistry"
Rating: T (Adult Language & Themes)
*J.K. Rowling owns Severus Snape & Minerva McGonagall, Lady_Macbeth_1755 owns the Irish Black Family (Evelyn, Caitlin, Sophia, Alice & Elizabeth). Dr. Paulo Pereira is our brainchild and this is his story.
The year is 2008. It has been well over 9 years since Severus Snape survived the attack by Lord Voldemort's pet serpent, Nagini, at the end of the Second Wizarding War. Since then, his life has taken a positive turn. He has been living an idyllic new life in his cozy Hogsmeade abode; once again teaching Defensive Magic at Hogwarts and married to squib and fellow professor, Evelyn (née Black: granddaughter of Marius Black, Sr. who was born a squib, excommunicated from the wizarding Black family and settled in County Clare, Ireland) for 7 years, with whom he has a 2-year-old son, Soren. As the only adult male in a f
The Miseducation of Lavinia Llwynog: Part II"There's something up with your mother, Soren. She's acting very strangely."The Miseducation of Lavinia Llwynog: Part II in General Fiction More Like This
Lavinia "Vinnie" Llywynog dropped her book bag and sat on the grass next to Soren Snape. He was intently studying a scroll, his brow furrowing into deep frown lines.
"Eva's being an even bigger pain in the arse than she was last year," he groaned. "She composed this list of proposed new rules and regulations and passed it out to all of the prefects at our meeting on the train. It's bad enough that she's prefect with me, but this really takes the biscuit! She isn't even Head Girl and she's already bossing everyone around as if she were! Merlin's Pants! Just listen to some of these--it's painful to even think that she spent a good part of her summer thinking up this crap!"
"Soren, you didn't hear a word that I said!" Vinnie shouted in frustration as she punched his shoulder.
"Ow--cut it out, Vinnie! What makes you think that something's bothering Mum?" Soren
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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
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"Hurry up, Daddy! You're too slow!"
Six-year-old Soren ran down the Hogsmeade street, swinging Allie the stuffed snake by the tail. Paulo was close on his heels, laughing as he expertly dodged startled pedestrians. Not far behind, but panting, was Severus.
He stopped and momentarily caught his breath. He really had to stop smoking altogether. He had seriously cut down on his habit since Soren was born, but even three a day was leaving him seriously winded when he had to chase after his young son.
Severus surveyed the shops on the street. They were here at Paulo's behest to buy Evelyn a present for her forty-ninth birthday. Actually they were here after Paulo's comment on Severus' original gift.
"You aren't giving that to her, Severus," he said flatly. Severus stared bleakly at Paulo, then stared down at the bracelet which he had purchased from an expensive Diagon Alley jeweler.
"May I ask
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"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
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Evelyn stood quietly at the threshold of the study, watching her husband pore over his books. She dreaded approaching him, yet saw no other way out of the situation.
"Just tell him. Stop being such a sodding coward!" The inner voice had been nagging her for two days, ever since her sister had extended the invitation.
Evelyn did not feel very brave. Soren's birth had changed their lives in a manner which neither one of them could have forseen. He had been a surprise. Severus had not wanted a baby. Her pregnancy had been marred by quarrels between the two of them which were so hurtful and mentally exhausting that she had done the unthinkable. She had left her husband. The separation had caused her anguish, guilt and anger, not only at her husband, but also at her mother who had surprisingly sided with Severus during the separation.
"A good wife belongs with her husband." They had reconciled. It had been slow and painful, but she felt the hurt and
Chapter II: Summer's EndSeverus sat on the rusty swing, pushing the dirt on the ground back and forth with his toes. He stared intently at the gate to the playground. The gate door had fallen off of its hinge, making the playground more accessible to rats, stray cats and vagrants. Maybe this wasn't the best meeting place.Chapter II: Summer's End in General Fiction More Like This
He pushed that thought out of his mind. Of course it was the best meeting place. It was their place. He had first found the courage to speak to Lily here, after weeks of watching her from afar. The image of her flying off of the swing, red hair trailing behind her, then momentarily hovering like a little hummingbird before she gently alit on the ground was seared into his brain. Severus replayed that image over and over again in his mind without tiring of it. He would never be tired of reliving that moment, even if he lived to be over one hundred.
Lily was the first magical child he had ever met, not counting his brief and awful encounter with the Nott sisters. Before that he had
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"Do you still see Brunella?" Pandora inquired.
"I last saw her about seven years ago. She was travelling to North America to do research for a book on Native American sorcery. She's still there as far as I know."
"She certainly is leading an interesting life," Pandora commented.
"Your father has had such an interesting career," Eileen told Pandora. The four girls were seated on the porch of the house. They were staring up at the evening sky, waiting for the stars to come out. Pandora had assured them that the skies were clearer and the constellations more beautiful when seen from the coast.
"Yes, he has. Daddy told me once th
Slytherin Sisters, Part IThe photograph of the four girls was faded and creased in the right corner. Eileen had blinked at the time the photo was taken and that was what she was staring at now, her dark eyes blinking while Pandora Lloyd-Jones surreptitiously made bunny ears behind her head. On the right Brunella MacInness smirked at the camera. Ethel Carrington took up the left panel of the frame, the one beauty amongst the three plain Janes. She laughed and waved, her coppery hair blowing in the breeze beneath the spidery script that Eileen had written in the top left corner: "Slytherin Sisters. Cornwall, 1954."Slytherin Sisters, Part I in General Fiction More Like This
She had not looked at this photo in years. It had been tucked away in a shoebox on the top shelf of her closet along with some yellowed newspaper clippings. It was one of those things that she was aware of but had tucked away into the part of her mind with other memories that she wished to keep hidden. The invitation that had arrived by owl yesterday had made her go to the closet and seek ou
The Miseducation of Lavinia Llwynog: Part III"The fox may lose his hair, but not his cunning."--Old Dutch proverbThe Miseducation of Lavinia Llwynog: Part III in General Fiction More Like This
Evelyn glanced once more at the business card in her hand and swiftly took in her surroundings. The taxi had let her off at the entrance to the docks since it could not go any further. The air was dusty and grimy with the filth of various containers which had been unloaded from the vast cargo freighters. She looked up at the black hull, unable to read the name of the ship which was written in an alphabet and language which she did not understand. That was most likely the language of the crew, who were leering and hooting at her as she walked past. She did not understand a word, but the whistles, crude hand gestures and sucking noises gave her a very clear idea of the content.
"Oh, for a wand," she muttered. She glanced about in vexation, uncertain which direction the warehouse was located.
"Mrs. Snape?" Evelyn looked up from the business card. She was face to face with a young man in his early twent
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"Lower your voice, Severus. I may be old but I am not hard of hearing."
Evelyn turned the doorknob of her husband's office, not bothering to knock. Severus was standing up, palms planted firmly on the desk as he leaned towards Minerva, who was seated in front of him. His brows were knitted together and his lips were curled back in a ferocious snarl. Minerva sat upright and rigid, her face composed in stern determination. Most people quailed when Severus' temper was unleashed, but Minerva was one of the exceptions.
"What is going on here? " Evelyn looked from Severus to Minerva, then back to Severus. He sat down in his chair, his mouth a tight firm line.
"Minerva has proposed a plan for Lavinia's future animagus training. A dangerous plan of which I heartily disapprove!" Severus scowled at Minerva.
"Fiddlesticks! When have I ever placed a Hogwarts student in danger? That was strictly within the purview of my late friend, Albus Dumbledore! Als