Unfinished Games (repost), Snape/OFC, 1/?
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rmUnfinished Games (repost), Snape/OFC, 1/?
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter G
Author’s Notes:
If you don’t know what this is, please read this.
And so we begin where we left off. This is, as ever, the product of its moment in time. Except this time, when I’m done reposting what I wrote then, I will finish it now. This is at times an awful thing, and at times a beautiful one. I’m embarrassed by much of it, but it is, as the story says, the nature of women to endure. That some of you will enjoy this helps, and parts of it will always mean a great deal to me.
Despite a recent tune-up, this was written in 2001 and is not compliant with the current state of the HP universe.
Your feedback and commentary are always welcome, even for a time capsule such as this.
You can find all chapters here.
If you’re looking for slash, het, poly, Book-6 compliant Slytherin backstory please visit the recently updated Fascilis Descensus Averno a WIP written with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time.
Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
Deciding to get married is always easier than getting married, which is always easier than being married. Allosia learned the first part of that lesson with great rapidity.
As the wedding approached her mother drove her insane with suggestions she should wear a muggle dress for the occasion. Meanwhile her father and Severus merely stared at each other blankly whenever they were required to be in each other's presence, and she had, had to stomach Severus’s various confessions, the worst of which being that he had asked Voldemort himself permission to marry her.
"You what?!" she had exclaimed, more in astonishment than anything else.
"I wear his mark, Allosia. In his world this body is not my own. It would be bad form, which I needn't tell you would also be very dangerous form, for me not to ask."
"What if he said no?"
"Well, he didn't. And that's what matters, and I'm not discussing what if's that have not and will not transpire with you."
Allosia knew better than to argue with that particular tone from him, but the brief discussion had put the reality of the life she was embarking on in very sharp relief.
As if in response to this, or perhaps merely being busy, she and Severus had developed a habit of always leaving partially played games of chess or go in his quarters. If the Dark Lord summoned him he would have to return to finish the game. It was an odd superstition, but one that was a comfort to at least one of them.
After the faculty had been informed of the engagement, everyone became very protective of Allosia. Some, because they knew of Severus's double life; others, because they worried about anyone insane enough to marry him. It made Allosia feel like a child at times, but all in all she was grateful for it, especially on nights he was away for the Ministry.
Sometimes, she would fly; other times, she would sit in his rooms with Albus or Hana for company. Minerva would bring her tea and tell her not to worry, but would never bring herself to get particularly personally involved.
The students, eventually, had also been told. Severus had nearly had to grovel on his knees to make sure that the headmaster didn't announce it to the whole school at a meal as if it were a festive occasion which was in some way to include everyone. Eventually Severus did acquiesce to the reality that the students did need to be told if they didn't want to be driven insane by speculation. Allosia of course wound up with the odd and monotonous job of announcing it to all of her classes, since the thought of Severus doing it was too absurd for anyone to stomach.
Three classes had contained students who had asked, "why?" with disdain. The only other reaction had been from Hermione Granger, who had applauded, causing the whole room, Allosia included, to turn and look at her like she was insane. In perhaps the most depressing aspect of the entire situation as it related to the students, Severus had insisted the wedding occur in March, during Spring holiday to ensure that they would not be the victim of any pranks.
The event itself was a small affair, guests limited to a few friends and family members and the faculty. A few students who were staying on for the holiday presumably watched from the castle windows; they included Draco Malfoy.
Allosia wore traditional witch's robes for the occasion, bending to her mother's will only slightly, by having them made in a pale, silver velvet. Snape's attire was as formal and stern as it had ever been, and Allosia could not have been more pleased. The headmaster performed the ceremony in the moon dark lit by hundreds of tiny magical lights, like the ones Severus had described to her under the influence of the veritaserum just a few months earlier.
Their vows were secret, at Severus's insistence, and it was not until the ceremony itself that Allosia saw the wisdom of this.
"I have made many vows in my life, many oaths. Not all of them well-advised, and not, I must confess, many of them well-kept. For that reason, and because my soon to be wife knows and understands this about me, our pledges today will remain always and merely between ourselves," he had said to the small gathering
He held her face then with cold hands and whispered into her ear. She had then done the same to him, and then they had both nodded at Albus who walked them through the exchange of tokens and pronounced them married. Rings, being impractical in both of their lives, were replaced by pendants.
Afterwards, there was a small feast and dancing in the Great Hall. It was surprisingly boisterous and went on until well into the early hours of the morning and quite a bit after she and Severus had retired to the chambers he was refusing to give up. An architecture firm would come in eventually and magically join their small sets of rooms together, cementing literally the fact that neither of them had a home other than Hogwarts now.
It took Allosia some time to realize just how much she had wed herself that night not just to him, but to the school.
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter G
Author’s Notes:
kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time. Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
Deciding to get married is always easier than getting married, which is always easier than being married. Allosia learned the first part of that lesson with great rapidity.
As the wedding approached her mother drove her insane with suggestions she should wear a muggle dress for the occasion. Meanwhile her father and Severus merely stared at each other blankly whenever they were required to be in each other's presence, and she had, had to stomach Severus’s various confessions, the worst of which being that he had asked Voldemort himself permission to marry her.
"You what?!" she had exclaimed, more in astonishment than anything else.
"I wear his mark, Allosia. In his world this body is not my own. It would be bad form, which I needn't tell you would also be very dangerous form, for me not to ask."
"What if he said no?"
"Well, he didn't. And that's what matters, and I'm not discussing what if's that have not and will not transpire with you."
Allosia knew better than to argue with that particular tone from him, but the brief discussion had put the reality of the life she was embarking on in very sharp relief.
As if in response to this, or perhaps merely being busy, she and Severus had developed a habit of always leaving partially played games of chess or go in his quarters. If the Dark Lord summoned him he would have to return to finish the game. It was an odd superstition, but one that was a comfort to at least one of them.
After the faculty had been informed of the engagement, everyone became very protective of Allosia. Some, because they knew of Severus's double life; others, because they worried about anyone insane enough to marry him. It made Allosia feel like a child at times, but all in all she was grateful for it, especially on nights he was away for the Ministry.
Sometimes, she would fly; other times, she would sit in his rooms with Albus or Hana for company. Minerva would bring her tea and tell her not to worry, but would never bring herself to get particularly personally involved.
The students, eventually, had also been told. Severus had nearly had to grovel on his knees to make sure that the headmaster didn't announce it to the whole school at a meal as if it were a festive occasion which was in some way to include everyone. Eventually Severus did acquiesce to the reality that the students did need to be told if they didn't want to be driven insane by speculation. Allosia of course wound up with the odd and monotonous job of announcing it to all of her classes, since the thought of Severus doing it was too absurd for anyone to stomach.
Three classes had contained students who had asked, "why?" with disdain. The only other reaction had been from Hermione Granger, who had applauded, causing the whole room, Allosia included, to turn and look at her like she was insane. In perhaps the most depressing aspect of the entire situation as it related to the students, Severus had insisted the wedding occur in March, during Spring holiday to ensure that they would not be the victim of any pranks.
The event itself was a small affair, guests limited to a few friends and family members and the faculty. A few students who were staying on for the holiday presumably watched from the castle windows; they included Draco Malfoy.
Allosia wore traditional witch's robes for the occasion, bending to her mother's will only slightly, by having them made in a pale, silver velvet. Snape's attire was as formal and stern as it had ever been, and Allosia could not have been more pleased. The headmaster performed the ceremony in the moon dark lit by hundreds of tiny magical lights, like the ones Severus had described to her under the influence of the veritaserum just a few months earlier.
Their vows were secret, at Severus's insistence, and it was not until the ceremony itself that Allosia saw the wisdom of this.
"I have made many vows in my life, many oaths. Not all of them well-advised, and not, I must confess, many of them well-kept. For that reason, and because my soon to be wife knows and understands this about me, our pledges today will remain always and merely between ourselves," he had said to the small gathering
He held her face then with cold hands and whispered into her ear. She had then done the same to him, and then they had both nodded at Albus who walked them through the exchange of tokens and pronounced them married. Rings, being impractical in both of their lives, were replaced by pendants.
Afterwards, there was a small feast and dancing in the Great Hall. It was surprisingly boisterous and went on until well into the early hours of the morning and quite a bit after she and Severus had retired to the chambers he was refusing to give up. An architecture firm would come in eventually and magically join their small sets of rooms together, cementing literally the fact that neither of them had a home other than Hogwarts now.
It took Allosia some time to realize just how much she had wed herself that night not just to him, but to the school.
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