《Random x Reader one-shots》Severus Snape x Student! Reader request
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Warning; it's a long one you guys!
And this was a request! You know who you are! Hope you enjoy it!
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Y/N POV
My favorite part about Hogwarts was that you had a potions lesson with a strict teacher. He always told you when you were doing wrong, even if it's harsh. I'm in (your Hogwarts house) and I don't know why, but Professor Snape always seems to favor me in all type of ways. When I did wrong, he didn't just take points from my house like the other students, he just said: "Maybe miss l/n should read the book again..."
I always thought that he was scary, but in a good way. He was always so, mean towards the others. I was just scared of being in one of their shoes. But being where I am now is almost even more terrifying. Just because he favors me, people spread rumors about me sleeping with him, for example. Or me: "Being his slut".
And being an orphan in the middle of London didn't help that matter. My mom left me there when I was just a new born...
Only Fred and George Weasley trusts me and protects me. They knew that I didn't do any of those things. They found out once when they were out after hours. I was out too, but not to prank someone, but to cry. They found me and listened to me, even though they didn't trust me at first. But they protect me and I keep their secrets for them. We respect each other on a level that no one understands.
I had just had transfiguration with Professor Mcgonagall, and she asked me to stay after class. When the classroom was empty she told me to sit down by her desk.
-I know that you have been having a hard time in Professor Snapes classes, she says and I nod.
-So I only have one question for you, she continues and puts her hands on her desk.
-Are you sleeping with him? I look big eyed on her and start to cry and shake my head.
-No.... No Professor, I would never... I say and cry even more.
-How Could Professor even think that? I ask and put my head in my hands.
-I know, I know, I just needed to hear it from the student I trust most with this question. Fred and George told me what you've been going through, Mcgonagall says and puts a hand on my shoulder.
Third person POV:
-And I know you would never... She says and takes a deep breath.
-No.... No I wouldn't-I work hard for my grades Professor, you say and look up at her.
-I know you do. And I will immediately speak to Dumbledore about this matter, she says and you nod.
-Thank you Professor, you say and begin to walk out of the classroom.
-Miss L/n? She asks.
-Yes Professor? You ask. She looks like she's about to say something, but doesn't.
-Have a Good class now, she says and you nod.
-Thank you Professor, you say and walk to your next class, which is potions...
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You walk into class right before it starts. Today you had it with the older Gryffindor, which meant sitting next to Fred and George. You hugged them both as you sit down and the lesson starts.
-What do you use to unpetrify people? Snape asks and you shoot up your hand. You knew exactly what to use, since the Chamber Of Secrets drama two years ago.
-Yes ms l/n? Snape asks.
-Your main ingredient is adult mandrakes, you answer.
-Yes, that is correct, he says and continues.
This was the last lesson, so you go to your common room and leave your school materials there, and go down to dinner. You meet up with Malfoy, which is in a grade below you.
-There she is! See, I told you she had a face that would look like a arrow, he says. But you ignore him and sit down next to Fred and George. But today they're sitting next to their brother Ron and his friends. You only notice when You sit down.
-What is she doing here? Ron asks. You look down at the empty plate in front of you.
-She's sitting here, George says.
-Why...? Ron asks and lean over and tries to whisper to his brothers:
-Don't you know that she sleeps with Snape to her good grades? But you could hear him.
-Oh for goodness sake Ron! Hermione says.
-Nobody sleeps with any teachers! Do you think that she has good grades in Transfiguration because she sleeps with Professor Mcgonagall too? Hermione defends.
-No... That doesn't make sense! Ron says.
-Neither does sleeping with Snape, Hermione says and continues to eat.
-Yeah... I mean, who would want to sleep with that greasy head? Harry says and you giggle a little.
-I don't know.. I still don't trust her, Ron says and you look at him.
-I know you don't, you say to him.
-No one does, you say and smile, even though a tear slips down you cheek.
-Great Ron! Now you made her cry too! Fred says and the twins immediately ask if you need something, like chocolate, chicken, pumpkin juice.
You just shake your head and smile.
-No I'm fine, you say and Dumbledore stands up.
-May I have your attention? He booms.
You all look at him.
-I have heard that there's been rumors that a student has been sleeping with a teacher...
You could basically hear the Slytherins snicker from across the hall.
-I am here to confirm... that these rumors are not true! Dumbledore says and whispers echo off the walls.
-None of my employed teachers, nor my students have ever done anything of that sort. I hope that some of you are smart enough to understand that, Dumbledore says and look straight at the twins behind me. Dumbledore takes a breath.
-For every house I've heard these rumors from, I will myself take 30 points of them, he says and every house point counter has less points.
All houses complain. You look at Dumbledore and he winks at you. You mouth a thank you to him, before dinner continues.
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Two weeks later:
You have now been excusing A LOT of students. Many more people trusts you now. You've made many good friends in Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.
But now it's moving towards Christmas and many of your friends leave Hogwarts to spend time with family.
But you have no one to return to. And to make it even more depressing is that the Yule ball is coming up, and you didn't have anyone to go with.
You're sitting in the last class before Christmas break: Charms.
Y/N POV
I'm taking notes for the test next term. I sit still, even when everyone has left.
-Miss l/n? McGonagall asks from the door.
-Yes Professor? I ask as I pack up my things.
-Would you follow me? Dumbledore wants to speak to you. You too Professor flitwick, Mcgonagall says and I follow her. Professor Flitwick walks as fast as he can behind us.
We walk up the stairs up to Dumbledores office, where all the teachers are standing, and a stack of papers are on the desk.
-Ah, miss l/n, Dumbledore says. I'm really confused.
-What is happening Professor? I ask.
-We have an important matter to discuss miss l/n, Dumbledore says.
I see my name on the papers on the desk. I also see Professor snape's name
on the papers.
-I don't think I understand Professor...? I say. McGonagall looks at Dumbledore, who sighs.
-Do you remember the time when you arrived at the orphanage? Dumbledore asks and takes his wand.
-No, I don't think I do, I say confused.
He points his wand towards my head and I get scared.
-Professor..? What are you doing? I ask.
-Just stay calm, I will not hurt you, Dumbledore says and I squeeze my eyes shut. Suddenly I feel something slowly getting pulled out of my head.
Snape wants to go towards you and tell you that it is no problem, that you'll be ok when he saw your scared features. But he restrained himself and just watched as you memory from about your first years of age gets pulled from your head.
I open my eyes and Dumbledore puts a floating bowl in front of me. I've read about these. So I look at all my professors and stick my face into the water.
~Flashback~
A baby gets put on the ground outside in an alley, and a woman with heels and a long coat runs away. Snape has watched everything from a nearby window. He immediately went out to look what, or who it was. He saw a small bundle of thin pillow covers and in the middle; a baby. He looked down on it. How did that woman think? You can't just leave a baby in the middle of the winter in an alley. The baby was very small, so it's not old at all.
Then it opened its eyes. It had two different colored eyes. One e/c and... one green. It was as green as the first leaves on the trees in spring. Just like Lily Potters. The baby struck Snape's heart. He had never seen anything so precious. He picked the baby up from the ground and got a towel from his home. Then he decided that he couldn't keep the baby, so he left it outside a orphanage in central London. Right when he was going to walk away, he thought about her eyes. He walked back and casted a spell on her, to make her eyes evenly e/c. Then he knocked on the door and apparated out of there.
Three years later you sit in your room at the orphanage. You sat there alone after some boys had bullied you. You sat with a special sewn towel. It was the towel you were found with. It's your safety blanket.
-Y/N? You hear mrs Charlotte, the owner of the orphanage say. You look up and you see her standing in the doorway, with a darkly dressed man, with greasy hair.
-You have a visitor! Isn't that nice? She says and smiles at you.
-Come and say hello to mr Snape, she says and you wobble up to them.
-Hello sir, you say. He looks down at you.
-Hello. What is you name? Snape asks.
-My name is Y/N, sir, you say.
You break a lamp while talking to Snape.
-Oh no! You says and look at him.
-Promise you won't say anything to mrs Charlotte? Promise! You say.
-Why is that? Snape asks.
-She said that we won't have any food in a month if we break anything! You say and try to fix the lamp.
Snape takes his wand and says:
Oculous reparo.
The lamp fixes itself and is placed on the table once again.
You smile at him.
-Thank you sir, you say.
~end of flashback~
I look up and take a deep breath, tears running fresh from my eyes.
-H-how...? I look among my teachers, but I settle on my potions teacher.
-What did you...? I ask as you reach up to my eye that was naturally green.
I can clearly see that he has his own tears in his eyes.
-Professor Snape has always watched over you. There was something with you, I don't know what. But there was something he saw in your future, that he felt he needed to protect, Dumbledore says and points to you.
-That's why, he continues and gives you the papers.
-He has requested to adopt you.
You look at the papers.
The handwriting was neat and done.
I had been adopted....
Tears run freely down my face.
-Yes... I say quietly and look up.
-Yes! I say out of pure happiness.
A few tears run from Snapes face too, and he can only manage a small smile.
-Then I will send these to the orphanage tonight. And tomorrow you and Professor Snape will travel to London and get the rest of your things, Dumbledore says and smiles at me.
I look towards Snape. I smile, and say;
-Thank you sir
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Soooooooo, It's a wrap!
How did you like it? I am IN LOVE with how it turned out! Hope you like it too!
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