Severus/Lily and gen for the most part here.
Replenished by
rexluscus
gen, unrated but G-PGish, 5484 words
Author's summary: Harry is tempted to try using the Deathly Hallows.
Author's warnings: Unfinished and discontinued.
My comment: "There's so many things I like about this I don't know where to start. ... Suffice it to say I thoroughly enjoyed this."
"Do I…have a choice?" Harry asked.
Snape looked up. "A choice?" He shrugged. "Does anybody?"
It was annoying how difficult the man could be in so few words.
[...]
"Fine! But if either of you ever offer me any unsolicited advice again, you—" he pointed at Harry— "will be unemployed and you—" he pointed at Dumbledore— "will be face down on the carpet. Understood?"
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Interview by Jessa L'Rynn
Albus Potter, Severus, gen/K/G, 812 words
Author's summary: A boy meets a portrait...
My comment: "'The portrait sounded rather like midnight itself had been given a voice' ; 'a quiet, still voice like a storm about to die out' - ohh, I lurrrve these lines. I am such a sucker for vivid (not to say purple!) descriptions of Severus's voice. These are actually new ones on me in the four years I've been reading Snape fanfic!"
"I'm named for you," he said softly.
The portrait flicked a cold eyebrow at him. "Really? I understood your name was 'Al'."
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Embrace by Ordinarily
Severus/Lily, K/G, 749 words
Author's summary: Snape and Lily, simply friends.
My comment: "Oh my, that was just adorable! Nicely done!"
The mere thought of James on his stupid broomstick made Snape clench his fists.
"You know, Sev," Lily said, stepping closer. "You'd make a good Seeker."
The boy's pink cheeks darkened to vermilion. "I don't like Quidditch," Snape mumbled, avoiding Lily's emerald gaze.
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Master of Death by SS19
Severus, Death, T/PG, 801
Author's summary: Severus Snape has mastered Death twice. But there is always a final time.
My comment: "Nice quiet pacing and voice. I like the threefold structure."
The figure was on his knees, hands clasped, before a wizard who was more powerful than him - and Death waited. He could see that his Summoner was not yet ready to die, even though it seemed to be the most logical solution. He would kick and scream and fight. But Death was always triumphant - in the end - and he would simply stand.
The scene before him was one of tragedy - and he would have felt pity for the boy, twenty-one years old - pleading with a man who was many times his senior, yet no more wise.
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I am silver and exact by Amatara (I saw this on LJ too, but seem to have lost the link for it)
Severus, gen, T/PG, 4224 words
Author's summary: Seven years; seven times Severus Snape refused to show weakness. He never did learn. Gen fic, focusing on the adult characters mostly.
He returned the Pensieve that same night. After he threw Potter out, after he'd cleaned up the sorry mess of scattered glass and even more widely scattered cockroach and found himself staring, hands clenched, at the swirling silver surface, all he could think of was that he wanted it gone. Out. The mere sight of it disgusted him. Besides, Albus would know anyway in the morning, would read the weight of failure on his face. Far better to concede defeat on his own terms.
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In Another Life by
peskywhistpaw
Severus/Lily, PG, 6123 words
Author's summary: Severus Snape dies that May night in the Shrieking Shack... and then wakes up to a life wholly unexpected. It is directly inspired by lily-fox's gorgeous fanart In another life: wake up, and so a bit of the dialogue is from that. [...] Anything that isn't in the present is meant to show what could have been used as a catalyst for the creation of the parallel world.
My comment: "GAAAAAAAAAAAAH *FLAIL* *keymash* aslkjaslkdjsalk
“I would much prefer to be ordinary,” he tells her, honest, “than willingly separate myself from you. If I have learned anything, it is this.”
Is so much the great in light of the earlier line about how ordinary would be the worst.
I'm a little sad that I think I did not get enough responses to make trying to a new Sev/Lily exchange feasible because this should totally have been in it."
Lily always finds him. Here, on the dust-laden floor of the Shrieking Shack, she peers at him from Harry Potter’s stoic face. Even as Severus gazes into her eyes, his memories of her bleed out of him, and their leaving, more than anything, drains him of life.
Or perhaps not drains, exactly. He simply... melts, like a long sigh, slow in ending. Despite the sharp pain in his neck, and the aching in his chest, Severus sinks into the hidden earth with less dread than he ever imagined possible.
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The Serpent Cycle: Severus by Thom Heap
Severus/OFC, M/R, 59884 words
Author's summary: This follows a young Severus Snape through his dark, final years of school, as the awkward teenage boy slowly becomes a Death Eater.
Warnings: Author gave none but there is self-harm, drug use, and what could be considered bloodplay.
My comment: "Interesting idea. I am not usually much for the "sex, drugs, and rock & roll" take on Slytherin and Death Eaters, but apparently I was in the mood for it yesterday. There are some ideas/details I don't agree with and I think you probably need a beta/editor to help with spelling errors, but obviously it was good enough to hold my attention for all ~60k (I usually don't read fic that long on a whim, but have to plan to find time), and I'm interested to see what comes next."
This fic is kind of strange. It's in diary format with a very staccato feel due to lots of (intentional, stylistically sensible) sentence fragments. I do have a number of problems with it as mentioned in the review. "Degenerate" might have been the word I was looking for when I talked about the "sex, drugs, and rock & roll take on Slytherin". Even with the errors and what I think of as somewhat strange choices plot- and character-wise, though, there was still something captivating about Severus himself. This is definitely the opposite of woobie!Snape - he's basically a very angry kid and a mean dark bastard who loves power, but apparently has this kind of dissociation within himself about this burning pure love for Lily, who definitely comes across as a religios icon or object of saintly devotion for him, and generally what he considers to be good/evil or worthy/corrupting and sinful. Worth a go if you're in the mood for some dark fantasy.
~Monday – Potions Class
I dare not look even slightly in her direction.
With my last remaining wish I have hurt the one I… that's it. I cannot dwell on her any longer. Enough have I sinned against Lily in my thoughts. Any thought of her is a sin. I cannot think of her any longer – for her sake.
~Tuesday – My Room Night
Just got back from Tisiphone's room. We went at it again. I love it when she binds my eyes. I don't want to see. I don't want her to see into me either.
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The Resistance by
enchantedsleeper
gen/canon pairings (Harry/Ginny, Neville/Hannah), some Neville/Luna; PG-ish (as canon, anwyay); 31k WIP
Author's summary: 'Deathly Hallows' Gap-filler. We all know what Ron, Hermione and Harry were doing during the events of the seventh book; this is the story of the second Dumbledore's Army, led by Neville, Ginny, Luna and Seamus, and the resistance against Snape and the Carrows.
My comment: "I don't like Ginny much in canon, so this is a treat; I'm really sympathizing with her and Neville. ... LOL, Tonks is "Rapscallion" I assume? This is really good. I like Neville a lot, again more than I did in canon, as with your Ginny. (Not that I disliked him, but I've never quite thrown in with the exuberant "woooo Neville is a BAMF!" camp.)"
“Last time we did the DA, it was about learning how to defend ourselves from… from You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters,” Neville began. “This time, You-Know-Who is in control of the Ministry and three of his Death Eaters are in our school. So… what I’m saying is that I think we ought to make an agreement to stand up to them, no matter what, because otherwise there’s no point us doing this.”
Several people were nodding in agreement, which encouraged Neville. “It’s not just about the stuff we do in these meetings,” he continued. “It’s not just about learning spells, it’s about being loyal to Dumbledore, even if… he’s not here in person,” he finished slightly awkwardly.
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Seven summers by
mozart
Severus/Lily, PG, 8670 words
Author's summary: Seven drabble style shorts about Snape and Lily.
Angstier than the quote below implies, but I liked this bit:
Lily laughs. She thinks he looks lovely in the low light with his hair wild and she knows he likes her and he is (really) so brilliant, he knows so much about spells and potionmaking and he is the most creative person she has ever met. Without thinking she leans forward and kisses him. Something out of childhood at first, then dissolving into the adult world that pulls her in so quick that she lays a hand flat against one of his sallow, hollow cheeks. Severus doesn't faulter for one moment. He is immediatly kissing her back, pulling her as close as he can get her to his own body and when their hips meet she moans against his mouth involuntarily and pulls him onto her. He settles his weight down and her legs spread around him to make them both more comfortable as he dips his head and kisses her as deeply as he can, breathing hard from the heat that Lily is oblivious to. His hair falls down over her face and he pulls away and stares down at her and god, she loves the way he looks in that moment. Full of intensity and desire and he feels so right.
Art recs later since it's a pain to construct a post with dA thumbnails while I'm at work.
Replenished by
gen, unrated but G-PGish, 5484 words
Author's summary: Harry is tempted to try using the Deathly Hallows.
Author's warnings: Unfinished and discontinued.
My comment: "There's so many things I like about this I don't know where to start. ... Suffice it to say I thoroughly enjoyed this."
"Do I…have a choice?" Harry asked.
Snape looked up. "A choice?" He shrugged. "Does anybody?"
It was annoying how difficult the man could be in so few words.
[...]
"Fine! But if either of you ever offer me any unsolicited advice again, you—" he pointed at Harry— "will be unemployed and you—" he pointed at Dumbledore— "will be face down on the carpet. Understood?"
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Interview by Jessa L'Rynn
Albus Potter, Severus, gen/K/G, 812 words
Author's summary: A boy meets a portrait...
My comment: "'The portrait sounded rather like midnight itself had been given a voice' ; 'a quiet, still voice like a storm about to die out' - ohh, I lurrrve these lines. I am such a sucker for vivid (not to say purple!) descriptions of Severus's voice. These are actually new ones on me in the four years I've been reading Snape fanfic!"
"I'm named for you," he said softly.
The portrait flicked a cold eyebrow at him. "Really? I understood your name was 'Al'."
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Embrace by Ordinarily
Severus/Lily, K/G, 749 words
Author's summary: Snape and Lily, simply friends.
My comment: "Oh my, that was just adorable! Nicely done!"
The mere thought of James on his stupid broomstick made Snape clench his fists.
"You know, Sev," Lily said, stepping closer. "You'd make a good Seeker."
The boy's pink cheeks darkened to vermilion. "I don't like Quidditch," Snape mumbled, avoiding Lily's emerald gaze.
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Master of Death by SS19
Severus, Death, T/PG, 801
Author's summary: Severus Snape has mastered Death twice. But there is always a final time.
My comment: "Nice quiet pacing and voice. I like the threefold structure."
The figure was on his knees, hands clasped, before a wizard who was more powerful than him - and Death waited. He could see that his Summoner was not yet ready to die, even though it seemed to be the most logical solution. He would kick and scream and fight. But Death was always triumphant - in the end - and he would simply stand.
The scene before him was one of tragedy - and he would have felt pity for the boy, twenty-one years old - pleading with a man who was many times his senior, yet no more wise.
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I am silver and exact by Amatara (I saw this on LJ too, but seem to have lost the link for it)
Severus, gen, T/PG, 4224 words
Author's summary: Seven years; seven times Severus Snape refused to show weakness. He never did learn. Gen fic, focusing on the adult characters mostly.
He returned the Pensieve that same night. After he threw Potter out, after he'd cleaned up the sorry mess of scattered glass and even more widely scattered cockroach and found himself staring, hands clenched, at the swirling silver surface, all he could think of was that he wanted it gone. Out. The mere sight of it disgusted him. Besides, Albus would know anyway in the morning, would read the weight of failure on his face. Far better to concede defeat on his own terms.
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In Another Life by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Severus/Lily, PG, 6123 words
Author's summary: Severus Snape dies that May night in the Shrieking Shack... and then wakes up to a life wholly unexpected. It is directly inspired by lily-fox's gorgeous fanart In another life: wake up, and so a bit of the dialogue is from that. [...] Anything that isn't in the present is meant to show what could have been used as a catalyst for the creation of the parallel world.
My comment: "GAAAAAAAAAAAAH *FLAIL* *keymash* aslkjaslkdjsalk
“I would much prefer to be ordinary,” he tells her, honest, “than willingly separate myself from you. If I have learned anything, it is this.”
Is so much the great in light of the earlier line about how ordinary would be the worst.
I'm a little sad that I think I did not get enough responses to make trying to a new Sev/Lily exchange feasible because this should totally have been in it."
Lily always finds him. Here, on the dust-laden floor of the Shrieking Shack, she peers at him from Harry Potter’s stoic face. Even as Severus gazes into her eyes, his memories of her bleed out of him, and their leaving, more than anything, drains him of life.
Or perhaps not drains, exactly. He simply... melts, like a long sigh, slow in ending. Despite the sharp pain in his neck, and the aching in his chest, Severus sinks into the hidden earth with less dread than he ever imagined possible.
-----
The Serpent Cycle: Severus by Thom Heap
Severus/OFC, M/R, 59884 words
Author's summary: This follows a young Severus Snape through his dark, final years of school, as the awkward teenage boy slowly becomes a Death Eater.
Warnings: Author gave none but there is self-harm, drug use, and what could be considered bloodplay.
My comment: "Interesting idea. I am not usually much for the "sex, drugs, and rock & roll" take on Slytherin and Death Eaters, but apparently I was in the mood for it yesterday. There are some ideas/details I don't agree with and I think you probably need a beta/editor to help with spelling errors, but obviously it was good enough to hold my attention for all ~60k (I usually don't read fic that long on a whim, but have to plan to find time), and I'm interested to see what comes next."
This fic is kind of strange. It's in diary format with a very staccato feel due to lots of (intentional, stylistically sensible) sentence fragments. I do have a number of problems with it as mentioned in the review. "Degenerate" might have been the word I was looking for when I talked about the "sex, drugs, and rock & roll take on Slytherin". Even with the errors and what I think of as somewhat strange choices plot- and character-wise, though, there was still something captivating about Severus himself. This is definitely the opposite of woobie!Snape - he's basically a very angry kid and a mean dark bastard who loves power, but apparently has this kind of dissociation within himself about this burning pure love for Lily, who definitely comes across as a religios icon or object of saintly devotion for him, and generally what he considers to be good/evil or worthy/corrupting and sinful. Worth a go if you're in the mood for some dark fantasy.
~Monday – Potions Class
I dare not look even slightly in her direction.
With my last remaining wish I have hurt the one I… that's it. I cannot dwell on her any longer. Enough have I sinned against Lily in my thoughts. Any thought of her is a sin. I cannot think of her any longer – for her sake.
~Tuesday – My Room Night
Just got back from Tisiphone's room. We went at it again. I love it when she binds my eyes. I don't want to see. I don't want her to see into me either.
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The Resistance by
gen/canon pairings (Harry/Ginny, Neville/Hannah), some Neville/Luna; PG-ish (as canon, anwyay); 31k WIP
Author's summary: 'Deathly Hallows' Gap-filler. We all know what Ron, Hermione and Harry were doing during the events of the seventh book; this is the story of the second Dumbledore's Army, led by Neville, Ginny, Luna and Seamus, and the resistance against Snape and the Carrows.
My comment: "I don't like Ginny much in canon, so this is a treat; I'm really sympathizing with her and Neville. ... LOL, Tonks is "Rapscallion" I assume? This is really good. I like Neville a lot, again more than I did in canon, as with your Ginny. (Not that I disliked him, but I've never quite thrown in with the exuberant "woooo Neville is a BAMF!" camp.)"
“Last time we did the DA, it was about learning how to defend ourselves from… from You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters,” Neville began. “This time, You-Know-Who is in control of the Ministry and three of his Death Eaters are in our school. So… what I’m saying is that I think we ought to make an agreement to stand up to them, no matter what, because otherwise there’s no point us doing this.”
Several people were nodding in agreement, which encouraged Neville. “It’s not just about the stuff we do in these meetings,” he continued. “It’s not just about learning spells, it’s about being loyal to Dumbledore, even if… he’s not here in person,” he finished slightly awkwardly.
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Seven summers by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Severus/Lily, PG, 8670 words
Author's summary: Seven drabble style shorts about Snape and Lily.
Angstier than the quote below implies, but I liked this bit:
Lily laughs. She thinks he looks lovely in the low light with his hair wild and she knows he likes her and he is (really) so brilliant, he knows so much about spells and potionmaking and he is the most creative person she has ever met. Without thinking she leans forward and kisses him. Something out of childhood at first, then dissolving into the adult world that pulls her in so quick that she lays a hand flat against one of his sallow, hollow cheeks. Severus doesn't faulter for one moment. He is immediatly kissing her back, pulling her as close as he can get her to his own body and when their hips meet she moans against his mouth involuntarily and pulls him onto her. He settles his weight down and her legs spread around him to make them both more comfortable as he dips his head and kisses her as deeply as he can, breathing hard from the heat that Lily is oblivious to. His hair falls down over her face and he pulls away and stares down at her and god, she loves the way he looks in that moment. Full of intensity and desire and he feels so right.
Art recs later since it's a pain to construct a post with dA thumbnails while I'm at work.