Severus Snape

@TaintedDaffodil low and just a touch unsteady.* I think there can be no doubt he was behind what happened tonight. *reaching forward, he took her hand, squeezed the fingers gently* He’s coming back. I don’t know how, but he most definitely is.

@TaintedDaffodil have a word with someone? *he looked aback at her, stern and serious suddenly when a moment ago he had been relaxed and lighthearted* If someone isnt taking you seriously or taking advantage of you, I want to know.

@TaintedDaffodil *Severus shuddered at the memory of the image of a young Voldemort staring him directly in the eyes as he materialized before him, becoming more and more real with every passing moment. He pulled his arm to him and pretended to inspect her handiwork with the bandage, his voice

@TaintedDaffodil circulation had been cut off. Sometimes, it looks as if that whole patch of skin will slough off in a matter of moments. *he swallowed* This feels like a summoning, but there’s no message being projected to me giving orders, which means it’s likely only his emotions being

@TaintedDaffodil other arm, uncomfortable with the subject but understanding that if she were to be a part of his life, she would need to understand* Depends on how-... *he paused, cleared his throat* On how angry he is. Sometimes, it only tingles, as if I’d been laying on it strange and my

@TaintedDaffodil *when she returned, he held out his arm to her, doing his best not to yank it back when she began to clean it. The skin was sensitive, to say the least, but the bleeding had stopped and he was beginning to feel a bit more sane with every passing moment. He wiped his brow with his

@TaintedDaffodil He’s strengthening... *he managed in between breaths, fists clenching into the sheets as a wave of nausea overtook him for a brief moment of unease. Finally, he managed to look down at his Mark and winced visibly* It hasn’t bled for a long while. *he was still sweating, but the

@TaintedDaffodil *the moment she spoke to him, his own eyes opened wide and frightened- still fuzzy with terror and sleep. He panted as he did his best to regain proper consciousness, and his entire body trembled as he pushed himself up into a crouched position. He did not see the blood smeared

@TaintedDaffodil of Voldemort’s return grew louder, their frequency had grown. This night, it was a memory of the night he was Marked as a young boy of sixteen. The pain of the snake as it slithered from the tip of Voldemort’s wand onto his skin, the screams of the prisoners as they had been

@TaintedDaffodil Tightened even as his Mark began to redden, the skin along the belly of the snake splitting open and oozing blood. Indistinguishable, he began to mumble to himself. Night terrors we’re not uncommon to Severus and, unfortunately, as the days became darker and the whispers

@TaintedDaffodil *he held her through the night. One arm lay over her middle, his palm resting against her ribs, and the other beneath her neck. The night lost its sense of peace when, in the wee hours of the morning, Severus began to sweat. His body chilled and he shivered. His grip on her

@TaintedDaffodil Knowing Malfoy, he’d check every wand in the room and send me straight to Azkaban. No, it’s cleaner just to off him. *he rubbed her back in a slow rhythmical fashion, eyes closing as he began to succumb to the feeling of her warm weight pressed against him.* Stay safe, my love. -

@TaintedDaffodil As do you. *he said as he pulled himself into a sitting position against the headboard, tugging the comforter upward to nearly his chin before settling back down. His arms enveloped her and drew her to him in one smooth, loving motion and his lips found her forehead as he

@TaintedDaffodil newborn cuddled up between both his parents, to the young boy of the present smiling beside his mother. Severus sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed his eyes. It was clear he was exhausted. In quite an undignified fashion, he fell backwards into his back against the