Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape

Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape

freshwater - Jun 29, 2008 1:47 pm
Edited by Kip Carter Mar 29, 2009 1:57 am

The idea for this thread developed on the "Suggestions for Polls" thread from a post made by Hogwarts Class of '85 back in May, and from the responses, ideas and input from Julia, Orion and Mrs. Brisbee that followed. Here is the challenge:

Given that the seventh book is ended, Tom Riddle is dead, but Snape survived....what was his fate? You are the author/journalist/biographer/confidant....it's your turn to tell the real story of the rest of Severus Snape's life.

For inspiration, see the poll "Good / Bad Fates for Severus Snape". Snape fans....sharpen your pencils....you may begin.

Hogwarts Class of '85, Julia, Orion and Mrs. Brisbee-- please feel free to copy/paste your previous paragraphs from the suggestions thread or the good/bad fate thread, if you wish.

Kip's comments: Host shepherdess made the original edits on this post June 29, 2008 at 8:00 pm and should receive the credit for her work; however the system only will display the most recent edit and my edits were very minor in relation to shepherdess. I felt that it was necessary to make everyone aware that shepherdess had actually done the majority of the work.

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Madam Pince - Jul 1, 2008 1:20 am (#1 of 136)

He marries Gina, his majority holdings in Head & Shoulders shampoo skyrocket and he makes a fortune, and the two of them re-build the neighborhood of Spinners' End to include lovely affordable homes for all with several excellent restaurants. Naturally they live happily ever after in the castle Sev builds for his bride.

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journeymom - Jul 1, 2008 8:48 am (#2 of 136)

Harry Potter publicly vindicated Snape and he was pardoned by the Wizengamot for killing Dumbledore. For bravery exhibited in service to Wizardom at the Battle For Hogwarts Snape finally got his Order of Merlin, though it was only a fifth degree. He opened a small apothecary on Nocturn Ally, and lived in the flat above it. He lived quietly, happily (as much as Snape is capable of being happy) ever after. Harry and Ginny named a son Albus Gawain. They named the dog Snape.

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freshwater - Jul 1, 2008 10:11 am (#3 of 136)

Due to the timely actions of Harry Potter, Severus Snape was retrieved from the Shrieking Shack before he was completely dead...he was only mostly dead. He was rushed to St. Mungo's, and after several weeks he regained consciousness and insisted upon supervising the brewing of his own medical potions; a circumstance which did not endear him to the St. Mungo's staff. Once The Boy Who Lived Again testified --via Pensieve duplication-- to Snape's compliance with Dumbledore's wishes in his death, the charges against Snape were dropped. In addition, he was award the Order of Merlin, First Class for his many years of (well-disguised) service for the side of the Light, as well as a monetary award of 50,000 galleons. Snape recommended Minerva McGonagall for the post of Headmistress of Hogwarts, and used his cash award to open his own Apothecary in Diagon Alley. It is said that he specializes in the production of potions which require the desicated and minced scales, skin and organs of serpents. He hired Draco Malfoy to be his apprentice; a generous act as young Draco was unable to get any other employment due to the discrediting of his family name for their support of the former Dark wizard, Tom Riddle. Within a few months, Snape surprised all of his former aquaintances by marrying a beautiful young girl, Ms. Gina R. Abernathy, of the Hudson River Abernathy's, in the U.S. They sold the house in Spinner's End, and built a new one in Hogsmeade, so that Gina would be close to Hogwarts where she assists Madame Pompfrey in the hosptal wing.

OK, who's next! Come on...it's easy! Just start with a couple of statements, a keep rambling on from there!

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Dryleaves - Jul 1, 2008 10:21 am (#4 of 136)

THE NOT SO DRAMATIC CONTINUATION OF THE LIFE OF SEVERUS SNAPE

(Not written by Rita Skeeter)

During his stay at St Mungo?s Severus Snape annoyed the healers by constantly suggesting alternative treatments that actually turned out to be more effective, and as soon as the question of his true loyalties was sorted out they offered him a job. He sold the house at Spinner?s End and rented an equally depressing apartment in London and spent his days working, reading, brooding on the past and taking long walks in muggle environments.

One day he ran into a worried muggle woman and helped her dealing with her little son, whom Severus realized was a wizard. After this she insisted on turning to him for advice and support and when he told her his story in order to scare her off she was not intimidated. He realized that he would not be able to get rid of her and they became friends.

Being a leading dark arts injuries expert at St Mungo?s, Severus was one day summoned to a little girl, who was lethally ill after having been in contact with a cursed object. He stopped dead in the doorway when realizing who the girl’s father was: Harry Potter! After having worked hard to save Lily Potter’s life and succeeded, he went straight to his muggle friend and asked her to marry him. She accepted and a year later she gave birth to a daughter (who was not named Lily).

Severus was a strict and slightly over-protective father and step-father, who was particularly good at intimidating and bothering kids who bullied his own, and he could stoop very low when doing this. One day, when his greasy hair since long had turned steely gray, he actually was found laughing at himself. His wife said she would send an owl to The Daily Prophet so that this rare occurrence could be widely announced. At this he laughed again.

(Oh, maybe this was too long...?)

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journeymom - Jul 1, 2008 10:44 am (#5 of 136)

Dryleaves, not too long! I imagine there will be stories of various lengths.

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Elanor - Jul 1, 2008 11:07 am (#6 of 136)

Okay... Here's my try:

It was a stifling afternoon of July. Two teenagers were sitting in their favorite hide-out, a cool and peaceful refuge bathed in the green light of a thicket of trees, as lost in time - far from worries, far from pain, far from sorrow. They were laughing, remembering their first days at Hogwarts the previous September, passionately discussing Dumbledore's last enigmatic speech (had he made fun of them when saying that toffees were as useful as bezoars?) and wondering what the next school year would bring them. The dark, scrawny boy was drinking the red-haired girl's laugh and the light dancing in her beautiful green eyes as if they were his Elixir of Life.

They did not seem to notice that a man was there as well, sitting so very close to them, the dry leaves like bits of gold on his black cloak. They did not seem to see the tears quietly falling on his harrowed face, the ghost of a smile playing on it too, each time the boy was boasting to impress the pretty girl. But, as in a trick of the light, the trees became blurred, the laughters faded away and the man was left alone, sitting on the floor, in the dark light of a strange circular room. Its black walls were encrusted with age-old runes and it seemed to the man that they were still echoing the lost happiness of old, a balm on the open wound that sometimes still made him scream inside.

Slowly, the man got up. His dark eyes, seconds before so alive with the joy of the past, now seemed to lose themselves into unfathomable wells. He opened the door, straightening up as he steeled himself against the present world, carefully sealed the entry of the room that had taken him so many years to create and set off down the torch lit corridor, his lonely figure casting distorted shadows on the walls, wondering darkly when the dunderheads would allow him to come back where he had left his heart and soul.

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Joanna Lupin - Jul 1, 2008 11:17 am (#7 of 136)

Elanor! Go on, go on! I'm waiting with baited breath for what came next (you can tell I'm enjoying this topic immensely)!

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freshwater - Jul 1, 2008 2:55 pm (#8 of 136)

Madam Pince, thanks for reminding me that Gina would become Snape's wife....she hasn't posted here in a while, so I almost forgot!

Dryleaves, I really like your story...especially the way the woman he befriends --and finally marries-- mirrors Snape's own agressive frendship with Lily. Finally, the ability to laugh at himself, be teased about it, and laugh again is truly a happy ending for this peculiar man!

Elanor, I, too, feel like there is more to come in your story. And I'm a bit confused about the circular room...is it a magical place Snape built to allow him to experience certain precious memories....or something else?

I hope some more people will summon their inner-Gryffindor and attempt this little challenge....it's fun to see the different perspectives!

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geauxtigers - Jul 1, 2008 7:20 pm (#9 of 136)

Okay, so I read a few and saw a few of my ideas where already out there. Now me being the creative being that I am, am skipping the last 4 posts and getting my other idea out before I find out that someone else has already used it. Though I have to say, Madame P, ya got me laughing again! LOL Glad I wasn't eating or drinking.

So here goes my, I'm sure, unoriginal idea:

Back in the Shrieking Shack, Harry has crept behind Voldemort undetected and pokes him in the back. Snape uses this distraction to disarm Voldemort, and he kills Nagini, then diasspartes with Harry. (I so wanted Snape to 'save' Harry or the trio) They arrive back in the tunnel and take off for the castle where Snape then joins the good side and helps fights alongside the Order and Hogwarts, killing Dolohov before he gets to Lupin. Meanwhile Harry sneaks off to DD's office with the memories and everything plays out the same. Snape then marries a muggle and they have 7 kids. Snape and his wife own a Dark Magic Store company selling illegal dark items on the black market. (Well, he can't be all good, now can he?) As an old man, Snape causes trouble on the Retirement Ward at St. Mungos. Apparently he refused to use their shampoo because it smelled good.

Well, there you have it. LOL I will never be a writer!

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mona amon - Jul 1, 2008 9:02 pm (#10 of 136)

I wanted to actually write a scene from the 'epilogue' where Severus is on platform nine and three quarters with his muggle wife and step-daughter, talking to Harry while his son boards the Hogwarts Express, but darn it, writing fanfiction is not as easy as I thought it would be!

So I'll just write out the highlights of what I imagine would have happened to Sev if he had survived-

~He lets go of his bitterness, grows up, opens his heart to others, moves on. Maybe not all at once, but I've always imagined that Voldemort's death was what was necessary for Severus to move on.

~He does not go back to Hogwarts. After a brief period of training he becomes a healer at St. Mungo's, specialising in Dark Magic injuries.

~He marries a muggle, a cousin of Hermione, who brings her to St. Mungo's to get a magical cure for her daughter who is ill. That's how they meet.

~He sells Spinners End and moves in to his wife's house in a muggle neighbourhood. He starts dressing like a muggle, wearing wizarding robes only to work. (I love his billowing black bat-like robes, but this is how the scenario played out in my mind.)

~They have a son whom they name Albus Harry Snape.

~And umm...they live happily ever after! And yes, Severus does start shampooing his hair at some point.

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Elanor - Jul 1, 2008 9:06 pm (#11 of 136)

Thanks Joanna! Freshwater, I see this room as a kind of human-sized Pensieve (IMO, a wizard such as Snape would have found the true Pensive not that handy to use as only your head goes in there (can someone jinx you while your head is in there?), and anybody can poke a too curious nose in it as he learned at his cost).

I see it a bit like Darth Vador's meditation chamber : a place to isolate himself even more from the world he lives in, where he can allow himself to safely drop his guard from time to time and that allows him to re-live his most precious memories. Let's call it Snape's Meditation Chamber then.

Maybe I'll write more someday, though maybe the rest should be posted on the Fan fiction forum.

BTW, Freshwater, are you planning on organizing a poll on the stories posted here?

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mona amon - Jul 1, 2008 9:12 pm (#12 of 136)

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ETA: Dryleaves and Geauxtigers, funny how we all imagined that Sev would marry a muggle!

Madam Pince, LOL!

Elanor, WOW!

oops, this was supposed to be an edit to my previous post. Guess I did something wrong.

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Orion - Jul 2, 2008 6:37 am (#13 of 136)

Continuation of my post over at the poll, Snape still married to Narcissa, still with son Draco:

Draco got the shock of his life at the sorting when he sat there, clutching the seat and thinking fervently “not Gryffindor, not Gryffindor”, and suddenly the Sorting Hat roared at him “You’re sorted into Gryffindor and that’s my last word! Where do you think you are, McDonalds? I’m sick and tired of all these special requests! No sod off, we haven’t got all day.”  

When Draco went to his table shaking and white, he was convinced he would be bullied but he got along quite well, because he was really a friendly little soul and, let’s face it, rich kids always have friends.

The reason for the Snape-Blacks’ wealth was that Narcissa had managed to part Lucius of most of his money at the divorce, successfully claiming he had forced her to be a DE, and she had received a generous dowry, so the money in the Snape-Black family came mostly from her side. Snape had had a success with his revised edition of Advanced Potion Making, and it was sold worldwide, but the Wizarding Community is not big enough to make an author rich.

His next two books weren’t so well received. His second book, “A Guide To Occlumency” sold poorly because he was just rubbish at explaining it. His third book, “Flying Without A Broom”  wasn’t even printed because the publishers thought they were being made fun of. Snape went to work at the Ministry in the Department of Mysteries where he worked on counter-curses and finally invented a shield charm against AKs, involving Legilimency and a few seconds of prescience. It was a big success and made AKs go out of fashion.

The Snape-Blacks bought a lovely cottage in Dorset and an expensive house in Mayfair, London. They had a second child, a girl named Cassiopeia Eileen. To general astonishment she grew up to look stunning. She had inherited the water lily blondness of her mum and had only a little hint of a roman nose. Later she married George Weasley, whom she had met at Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes in London.

The only person little Draco had trouble with was a certain Harry Potter, a spoiled, pampered brat with even richer parents than his own. Harry and his mates Dean and Seamus picked on him, which Snape only learned when he collected his son one day from the Hogwarts Express and found him puffy-eyed and snuffling with his equally annoyed friends Hermione and Ron, because Harry had hexed and bullied him on the train. A shouting match ensued, in which Snape threatened to hex Harry’s ears to his buttocks “without taking them off first” and James yelled back the only place from which Snape would be able to see that would be beyond the veil. Whereupon Snape chose the rustic option and punched him on the nose, sent his spectacles flying and disarmed Lily, finally stalking off with Draco, both their beaks high in the air and with a snorting Narcissa in tow, who had never liked that Potter poser and his snappy redhead girlfriend who Slughorn had always fawned over.

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mona amon - Jul 2, 2008 7:35 am (#14 of 136)

Orion, you certainly have a flair for this sort of thing! I love it!

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journeymom - Jul 2, 2008 9:00 am (#15 of 136)

Orion, Lol!

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freshwater - Jul 2, 2008 9:25 am (#16 of 136)

BTW, Freshwater, are you planning on organizing a poll on the stories posted here?—Elanor

It had occurred to me to do a favorites poll on these, but....1) I think we should have warned people about that first, as we can all be a bit sensitive about responses to our own written work, and 2) I was afraid that any suggestion of being judged or compared in any way would keep some people from taking the risk and participating....which was, after all, the original goal.

So, my feeling is that, no, we should not do a poll on these epilogues, but just enjoy them for the drabbles they are, and post our feedback/appreciation as we go along. What do you think?

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Dryleaves - Jul 3, 2008 6:27 am (#17 of 136)

ROTFL Orion! I must admit I had certain expectations on your contribution here, as I knew you have, as Mona says, the flair for this sort of thing! I'm not disappointed.

Not that anyone has made me disappointed, though. All the stories are great! It is really funny to read all the contributions here and I hope there will be more soon! Seems most of us want Snape to move on, get married, have children, get a new job, new home and wash his hair.

I think it wise not to have a poll, but, as you say, Freshwater, give feedback as we go along. If not for another reason than that it would be impossible to select one or two of all these hilarious stories!

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Joanna Lupin - Jul 3, 2008 6:54 am (#18 of 136)

“I've had enough trouble for a lifetime,” Harry said and turned to leave the circular office. Before he had time to reach the door, however, it flew open with a bang.

“You think so, Potter?!” Snarled Severus Snape as he staggered into the office. His face was marble white, but his expression was endearingly livid.

“You're alive,” Harry said warily.

“Disappointed? Why, I wouldn't expect you to remember,” he drew a tiny vial from his pocket. "Stopper to death, Potter. Very useful to carry around."

Snape strode past the bemused trio and started emptying the pensieve of his thoughts.

“Of course, the Chosen One did not have enough thinking space left in his tiny brain to comprehend that I might have a reason not to boast of my private life to the general public...”

“I wanted to clear your name,” said Harry defiantly, glaring at Snape.

“Noble as always,” Snape sneered. "Get out of my office, Potter, and show your bravery by fighting your way through the little crowd there."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the office having no idea what they were in for. The moment they emerged they were surrounded by giggling girls.

“Where's Professor Snape?” One demanded of them.

“Er-,” said Harry, perplexed.

“Do you think he'll give us his autograph?” Shouted another.

“Autograph?” Stammered Hermione.

“Sure,” piped up Ron. "He's just gone up to put on some hair lotion."

Thinking that the world had gone mad, the three of them pushed their way through the crowd, and wondering how the role of celebrity will suit Snape...

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Chemyst - Jul 3, 2008 2:32 pm (#19 of 136)

my feeling is that, no, we should not do a poll on these epilogues, but just enjoy them for the drabbles they are, and post our feedback/appreciation as we go along.[

Totally agree about keeping it just for fun.

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freshwater - Jul 3, 2008 2:58 pm (#20 of 136)

Brilliant of you to use the "stopper to death", Joanna! I kinda wish JKR had done that..... Take 10 points for your house!


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PeskyPixie - Jul 3, 2008 8:09 pm (#21 of 136)

“Minerva, Minerva!” squeaked a voice as a small figure rushed into the Deputy Headmistress’s study. Minerva McGonagall looked up. “Have you retrieved the body from the Shrieking Shack, Filius? Take it -him- to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey and Hagrid will meet you there. You will please assist them in preparing . . . ”

“It’s gone, Minerva!”

McGonagall sat up straight in the chair which had once belonged to Albus Dumbledore and until that evening, to Severus Snape. “What do you mean ‘gone’ ?“

“Gone. Not present. I’ve searched the grounds thoroughly, tried Summoning Charms, there’s no trace of him anywhere. Do you suppose the Death Eaters took back one of their –“

“The Death Eaters are awaiting their trials in Azkaban. Many more should have been awaiting their funerals, but it seems as though I was the only Order member willing to fight to the death” she said tartly. “Besides, I believe Potter’s story."

“Then what has happened, Minerva?"

“I don’t know, Filius. I don’t know.”

To Be Continued ...

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Solitaire - Jul 3, 2008 8:24 pm (#22 of 136)

As Harry captured the memories of Severus Snape and corked them safely into the glass phial provided by Hermione, he had a sudden flash of memory. He reached his hand into his pocket, pulled out a shriveled little bezoar, and shoved it into Snape’s mouth.

“Swallow it! Come on! Swallow it!”  cried Harry frantically. When Professor Snape didn’t have the energy to swallow, Hermione reached for her wand and forced the bezoar down Snape’s throat. For a few minutes, it seemed they had acted too late . . . Voldemort had won. Momentarily, however, Snape began to breathe and struggled to speak, muttering something that sounded like “Pensieve, hurry.?

Harry, who didn’t want to leave just yet, asked Snape to just tell him what was in the memories. But Snape, who was not really coherent, kept mumbling “Lily, I tried! Lily, I tried!” in a choked whisper. Since none of them could figure out what he meant, Harry decided he’d better head for Dumbledore’s office without further delay, if he was going to find out what Snape felt was so urgent for him to know.

When Harry first crept up the tunnel to the Shrieking Shack, Snape’s words had sounded as though he was on Voldemort’s side. Now, however, particularly after Voldemort’s cold disregard of Snape and Snape’s attempts to . . was it to help Harry? Now, Harry believed that perhaps Dumbledore had been right. He was unwilling to chance it, however, so he left Ron and Hermione to stand guard over the wandless, but still breathing Snape.

As we all know, Snape’s memories provided the final key to helping Harry defeat Voldemort. But what became of Snape, the man Harry had so misunderstood the last seven years? In the end, acquitted of Dumbledore’s murder and at last able to shed his Death Eater past, Snape decided it was time for a makeover.

Hermione found her parents, restored their memories, and had them give Snape the full dental treatment, complete with bleaching his yellow teeth. Following this, Hermione took him to the best Wizarding barber shop and had his hair degreased and properly cut and styled. With his dazzling new smile and stylish hairdo, eligible bachelor Severus Snape quickly replaced Gilderoy Lockhart as number one cover boy for Witch Weekly. He soon opened an upscale potions shop in Diagon Alley.

One day Andromeda Black Tonks walked into his shop to replenish her supply of potion ingredients necessary for keeping up with the frequent injuries incurred by her young grandchild, Teddy Lupin. Andromeda, who’d been widowed and had lost her only daughter during the recent reign of terror, remembered Snape from school. Knowing the former Slytherin had few friends his own age who’d survived the war, she invited him to join her for dinner one night.

To Snape’s surprise, he found Andromeda’s company surprisingly enjoyable. He also discovered, much to his surprise, that he really loved kids! At exactly the proper time that it should have happened, Snape popped the question and Andromeda accepted. The man who had been a loner for most of his life became a happy and beloved family man and was eventually elected Minister of Magic.

(No dung bombs, please. I thought Snape deserved a little "happily ever after" in his life.)

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Elanor - Jul 3, 2008 8:28 pm (#23 of 136)

freshwater: "So, my feeling is that, no, we should not do a poll on these epilogues, but just enjoy them for the drabbles they are, and post our feedback/appreciation as we go along. What do you think? "

I do agree! I was just wondering as this thread is in the votes area.

Great stories everybody! I've loved the use of the "stopper to death" also.

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Joanna Lupin - Jul 4, 2008 12:34 am (#24 of 136)

I'm weepy now, people. Poor Sev, what a waste it was for him to die!

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Dryleaves - Jul 4, 2008 1:12 am (#25 of 136)

Yes, Joanna, I agree. See how many options there were for him! I like your story very much BTW, not only the "stopper to death", but the little twist on celebrity in the end as well!

No dungbombs, (Solitaire!)

I agree Snape could deserve a little happiness at last! Did they use anything besides shampoo when degreasing his hair, BTW?

Now I am waiting for Pesky's story to go on... And for someone else to add his/her story, of course!

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Orion - Jul 4, 2008 3:05 am (#26 of 136)

Great story, Soli! Yes, he deserves that, and Andie deserves that, too. A little happy ever after is always welcome!

By the way, the grease from Severus' hair replaced the middle east as primary supplier of oil and helped solve the global energy problems.

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Joanna Lupin - Jul 4, 2008 3:51 am (#27 of 136)

Lol, Orion! And the sky-rocketing prices of petrol were forgotten!

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Chemyst - Jul 4, 2008 6:03 am (#28 of 136)

Soli, I love that "chance meeting." It is just so . . .  plausible! I think a lonely Andromeda really would need supplies if her grandson is a biter, and she would be able to understand how hard it is for someone to leave the darkside.
Now, is having a hooked nose the "new" cleft chin, or was there some rhinoplasty you forgot to mention??

**stepdad for Lupin's kid **


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freshwater - Jul 4, 2008 12:11 pm (#29 of 136)

...Snape decided it was time for a makeover.... the full dental treatment, complete with bleaching his yellow teeth.... had his hair degreased and properly cut and styled. With his dazzling new smile and stylish hairdo, eligible bachelor Severus Snape quickly replaced Gilderoy Lockhart as number one cover boy for Witch Weekly....—Solitaire

Replacing Lockhart as coverboy on Witch Weekly!?!? That was some makeover, Solitaire! But I LIKE it! As for the hooked nose....many cultures consider a large or distinctive nose to be a sign of character and/or very handsome. I can totally see heroic Snape's new visage as being more impressive/appealing than ole Gilderoy. Besides, I'm completely a happily-ever-after kind of girl.

Pesky, how DARE you leave us with a "to be continued" cliffhanger?!?! Now I KNOW you are truly a Slytherin! **eagerly awaiting your next installment**

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Chemyst - Jul 4, 2008 3:18 pm (#30 of 136)

The True Story of Snape's Passage to the Dark Side
an epilogue by Chemyst


The numbers tumbled slowly around the face of the old combination lock. They had not been turned since that distant autumn when the U-Hoard-It storage facility had held their Grand Opening specials. The lock hadn't fully rusted yet, but it was definitely offering some resistance. Snape gave it another tap of his wand and the numbers reversed to turn counterclockwise. He was thankful he hadn't had to upgrade to one of those electronic keyless entry systems – magic and muggle circuitry never did mix well. It was about to become a moot point; he wouldn't be in need of either one after today.

He had sold his old house at Spinner's End to a developer years ago when the old thread mill was converted to upscale lofts. Most houses in the neighborhood had long since met with the wrecking ball. The riverfront was now lined with charming bistros and garden pubs, while the houses further from the riverbank had been replaced with businesses that fit a mix of commercial and light industrial zoning– like the self-storage facility where he now stood. A small cluster of houses at the end of The End had been spared though. They were deemed to have 'historical architectural merit' and had been preserved for use as artisans' cottages and the selling of their wares.

Snape's old house had been one of these, and in an uncharacteristic impulse of curiosity he had stopped there earlier. That had probably been a mistake. The current shopkeeper was in her 30's and possessed a bubbly earth-goddess personality that overrode her plain features. Snape's initial impression was that of a woman who ought to be thrown under a natural waterfall; a very deep one.

His 5-minute visit to his old home had been a nightmare. Almost before he'd cleared the threshold she had met him with a dramatic gasp, followed by a hand-waving pronouncement that she sensed "an aura of greatness and majesty" around him and asked if he had been descended from a prince. It was a sales come-on, intended to make him feel important. He narrowed his eyes at the false flattery in a way that had often made former Hogwarts students shiver in their seats. The shop mistress took no notice of it however, and blithely chattered on with her sales spiel.

Snape noticed how his old floors and the bookshelves had been preserved. The window had been replaced by a new one with plastic mullions. A set of metal shelving units had been added to divide the room into narrow aisles; and all of them were crammed with snow-globe dragons, multi-colored crystals, horoscope charts, figurines of fairies, night-wind chimes, chakra candleholders, coffee mugs emblazoned with zodiac signs, dream catchers, and porcelain plates with hand-painted cats. "Well, the originals were painted by hand, of course, but these are such good copies that no?" the woman was explaining.

“I'm sorry,” Snape interrupted as he tried to make an excuse to leave, "I thought this shop sold exclusive items."

“Oh, yes!” she bubbled on without missing a beat, "those would be the Homeopathic Herbs and Cleansers! I keep them in the next room. In the original house that room was used as the kitchen. Come, I'll show you. The East side is best for health, you know. When I came here, the feng shui energies in this place were just off the chart. The former owner must have lived an extraordinarily strictly-balanced life."

Severus couldn't help it. He was being drawn into his old kitchen. So many jars. So neatly labeled. It looked almost as much like a muggle version of his former office at Hogwarts as it did an herb shop.

The shopkeeper had been babbling on about the different products. This week's special was handmade goat milk soap. But Snape hadn't really been paying attention until he suddenly was aware the room was quiet and she was looking at him expectantly. Snape blinked.

“Were you looking for something in particular?” she repeated.

“Powdered root of asphodel,” Snape blurted out the first thing he thought of.

“I'm sorry; I carry only the whole dried roots. Asphodel just doesn't sell well enough to make stocking the powder practical. But if you like, I . . . . .”

“No,” he cut her off. "One dried root will be fine;" figuring that buying something would be his quickest way out.

“Alright, then. I can wrap that up for you. Did you know that the ancient Greeks often planted these near tombs? They believed it was the food of the Underworld.” But Snape wasn't listening. He had picked up his package and left.

Ten minutes later he was opening the lock on his storage unit, and now the latching device popped up. He opened the door. The room was filled with books. Books that had once been at home in a place where now plush toy unicorns were being hawked alongside refrigerator magnets with pictures of Celtic runes on them. Bloody commercialism. That wasn't the lifestyle he'd imagined he was fighting for back then.

The books were to be shipped off to Hermione Weasley. She was homeschooling her young children now and they would have the most use for them. 'They will be well-prepared for Hogwarts then; better than most of my students ever were,' he thought, 'Yes; there would be a wizarding future. Not all of my sacrifice has been discounted.'

The only other item in storage was a small smoky quartz phial filled with the last of the anti-venom. Last year he had depleted the final dosage of his cache in Gringott's vault. The potions master had never been successful in completely counteracting the snake's poison, and ever since the war his health had been dependent upon taking an annual booster. He had known this day would come. With no more Nagini to milk, there could never be any more antidote. He had kept his last ounce of hope safe here in the muggle world . . . a final resort for when all else would fail.

He picked up the phial, conscious that he held a year in his hand, after which he would pass beyond the veil. Snape drank it down to the very last drop.   . . . now, all that was left was to apply for one of those credit cards! The kind with no interest accruing until July of 2009. "Crass Materialism, Here I come!" he smiled. He would switch sides at The End.

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freshwater - Jul 4, 2008 3:48 pm (#31 of 136)

Wow, Chemyst! Very much in character for Snape....amazing contradiction in the use his old house is being put to now....and his decision on how to spend the last year of his life: just fabulous!

You have quite a flair for writing fiction...can we entreat you to write a piece about Sev's last year?

I do agree! I was just wondering as this thread is in the votes area.—Elanor

Well, your question made a lot of sense...I guess I posted this thread in the votes section because I saw it as related to the poll on better/worse fates for Snape...even though it is not a poll itself. If it continues to be popular we could ask the hosts to move it into a different folder/section and to not delete it a week after 7/13/08 like they would a completed poll thread....

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Solitaire - Jul 4, 2008 3:55 pm (#32 of 136)

Wonderful, Chemyst! I especially love that Snape left all his books to Hermione.

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PeskyPixie - Jul 4, 2008 8:28 pm (#33 of 136)

The nasty Slytherin has decided to creep back in to ask whether this thread will be closed on July 13th? I sure hope not, as it is such a fun activity. I really hope people who've already written keep coming back with new ideas!

Great stories all, from what I've skimmed. However, I refuse to read any in detail until I post the rest of mine as I don't want to steal all your marvelous ideas!

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Orion - Jul 5, 2008 11:39 am (#34 of 136)

It's really great fun! Story continued:

The Snape-Blacks kept a pony for the children, called Crabby, and a Thestral for transport, called Ugly, or, as Severus called him “The Bloody Thing In The Stables That Eats One Galleon’s Worth Of Meat Every Week.”. Severus was a born and bred city boy and his parents had never kept pets, so he didn’t like animals much, but Narcissa insisted on keeping the Thestral. It was a matter of status. All rich people had them. They also had a house-elf called Ginny.

The children took turns to ride the pony, but they were scared of Ugly because they couldn?t see him and occasionally bumped into him which they found creepy. So they stayed well away from the range behind the cottage. Crabby was glad to have company. Unable to see Ugly, the pony could nevertheless smell him and simply assumed that the Thestral was a normal horse with a terrific camouflage coat.

Draco often invited his friends Ron and Hermione to dinner. Hermione was a pleasant guest, but she annoyed Ginny the house-elf with her attempts to agitate her for her SPEW project. Ginny wouldn’t hear a word of it, but the subject came up at the dinner table once and again. Hermione didn’t only want to free the house-elves, but also help the Squibs to get some magical abilities. “Forget it,”, Snape used to say, “It’s impossible.” But one evening, when the subject was brought up again, he fiddled with his wand after dessert and said dreamily “What if it’s the wand? Maybe they haven’t found the right core?”

Everybody stared at him. He felt uncomfortable. “Well,” he said defensively, “it’s not the canon theory, but you can always speculate, can’t you?” and shuffled his feet as everybody continued to stare at him. In the following night, he dreamt of a gigantic scaly thing rearing in front of him and staring at him with red eyes. He awoke with a yelp. An idea started to form in his mind. What if the missing core came from a serpent?

Continued in next post.

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Orion - Jul 5, 2008 11:40 am (#35 of 136)

Continued from last post:

It had to be a magical serpent, not the common-or-garden snakes of the muggle world. He decided to send an owl to Dumbledore with a polite request to use Hogwarts’ capacious library. He read everything about snakes of all kinds, including Basilisks. Then he asked his little daughter, who was a 100 percent Slytherin and proud of it, whether there were any snakes living at Hogwarts - maybe Hagrid, the professor for Care Of Magical Creatures, bred them? “Oh, no, daddy,”, she giggled, “the only snake I’ve ever seen was in that yucky toilet, the one with the ghost. It’s on one of the taps.” “What, a real snake????”  “Oh, DADDY. Not a living snake! A brass one. It’s, you know, stuck on. Like the little pink unicorns on my school bag!”

Severus felt his spine tingle. The next day he took Ugly (because broomsticks gave him blisters) and flew to Hogwarts. He soon found the little brass serpent in Moaning Myrtles bathroom, glinting in the weak and dirty lamp light. Together with a Ministry buddy, a Durmstrang graduate who was one of only three Parseltongues living in Britain, he managed to open the tunnel a week later. Since they suspected a gigantic Basilisk down in the basement they wrenched two chipped mirrors from the wall and slithered down the tunnel to the Chamber of Secrets. Holding the mirrors in front of them like shields, they crept into the Chamber, where the sleeping animal sniffed, sneezed, reared, tried to stare them down and committed instant suicide. Severus felt a bit overwhelmed by the gigantic size of the body, but he remembered an excellent home-made curse called “Sectumsempra.” The body split open.

“Oh wow,”, said the Ministry buddy, looking impressed, “good one, mate.” Together they cut the serpent into little pieces and conjured them to the Ministry where they spent months in the Department of Mysteries experimenting with them. A young apprentice of Ollivander’s, called Luna Lovegood, was delegated to work with them on different kinds of wood, length and serpent parts. Now and then they took some test exemplars up to Hogwarts to have them tried by Filch, but to no avail. But one day Filch wearily took a wand made of elder and basilisk intestine and flicked it. The wall opposite exploded. Filch flicked it again. A desk turned into a warthog and galloped off yelping in terror. The wand for squibs was invented! Filch wept, hugged and snogged Snape. (Snape: “Ick! Gerroff!”)

The global internet community of Squibs boarded planes and trains and flocked to Ollivander’s to buy an elder and basilisk wand. Luna kept turning up in the Snape-Black household for dinner. Draco, who had adored Hermione for ages, finally had to accept that she loved Ron and found out that Luna was actually as bright as Hermione and charming, too. When they married, Narcissa was overjoyed. Long ago she had resigned herself to the fact that her husband was a halfblood. It had bothered her at first, but she had learned to tuck the feeling into a very dark cupboard of her soul, lock the door and simply forget about it. But it pleased her no end that Draco had married a pureblood. (She kept calling Luna “Loony” in her absence, though.)

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journeymom - Jul 5, 2008 5:49 pm (#36 of 136)

Oh, my word, these are all too fun. Chemyst, I like how the story started in the present, flashed back, and then came back to the present. Now you have to write a 100 word drabble where Snape interacts with a Harrod's clerk.

Hermione homeschooling! What if she had a blog?

Orion, you named the house elf Ginny!!

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Solitaire - Jul 5, 2008 9:09 pm (#37 of 136)

LOL at Ginny the House-Elf and Filch hugging Snape ... or anyone but Umbridge, for that matter! LOL


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PeskyPixie - Jul 8, 2008 7:54 am (#38 of 136)

(continued from Post #21)

Nineteen years later . . . . .

It was a beautiful evening. The soft breeze, the rhythm of the waves, the magnificent setting sun, the promise of an evening of celebration with his family, were all so different from his experiences as a child. How strange that one should grow fonder and fonder of birthdays as one grew older.

Harry checked his watch again. Patience had never been one of his virtues and sitting alone at a table for thirty was not helping. When are they going to get here? he wondered. How long does it take a person to drive to the nearby stretch of deserted beach to pick up the rest of the Weasleys from their message-in-a-bottle portkey? Of course, then he has to make a stop on the way back to gather Ginny and the children from their day out, but still, with Hermione coaching him they should have made it back to the resort by now. Harry snorted. ‘The only way Ron can pass his driving test is if he Confunds the examiner,’ he thought.

“Look . . .at . . .me.”

Harry froze. Was it possibly what he thought it was? No, it couldn’t be. Only my imagination, he told himself. It’s just the wind. Besides, he’s dead. He’s been dead for a while now . . .and I never got to thank him.

“Look . . .at . . .me.”

Harry’s spine tingled. No, this was no trick of the wind. There was no mistaking that voice he knew all too well.

“Look at me!”  the voice commanded with a hiss.

Harry leapt to his feet, resisting the urge to draw his wand, and looked around wildly. There, behind him at a table for four in a dark corner sat Severus Snape. Harry blinked, rubbed his eyes and blinked again. He cautiously approached the little table, clutching the handle of his wand in his pocket, and he stared.

Snape was clad in his usual black. He had exchanged his robes for black pants and an odd-looking tailored, long-sleeved, buttoned up jacket which nearly reached his knees, over which he still wore a traveling cloak. Most likely he was making an effort to blend in with his surroundings, but at best he looked like a slightly dotty Muggle. Even in his dumbstruck state Harry marveled at how a man who had been raised in a Muggle house and had a Muggle father could be such a complete clueless Archie about Muggle attire. Then again, if this really was Snape, he probably did not give a pixie’s puff what Muggles thought of him. His hair was parted as ever in two curtains around a thin, sallow face and his black eyes glittered at Harry.

“No, Potter, I am not an Inferius nor am I any other creation of Dark Magic. For further proof that I am not an imposter, during your third year of schooling at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a certain Miss Granger and yourself made use of a Ministry appointed time-turner in order to assist the convicted murderer Black to escape. Yes, Potter, I know. I always knew. Sit down.”

Harry was speechless. What did one say when one’s childhood tormentor and protector returned from the dead to show up during cocktail hour, on one’s birthday, in a tropical Muggle resort? The whole situation was too bizarre for words. Putting on what he hoped was a normal cheerful voice he boomed heartily, “It’s a pleasure to see you again. I’m sure we don’t need to be so formal anymore. Please call me Harry.”

“I believe I told you to sit down, Potter?”

Harry sat. “Listen, S-Severus-“

Snape’s eyes flashed menacingly and Harry quickly closed his mouth. “I was not under the impression that you were an associate of mine, Potter,” he said in the familiar curt manner, his thin lips curling.

Harry’s mouth was dry. This was going all wrong. He had often imagined meeting Snape beyond the veil and thought of what he would say at the time. For some odd reason, beyond-the-veil Snape tended to be a mellow fellow. The Snape on this side of the veil however, was as severe as he had ever been in Harry’s youth. Harry tried to remind himself that he was no longer fourteen years old.

“Look,” he said, trying to smile but failing horribly, “you were my mum’s best friend and you’ve done so much for me, her son. Don’t think it hasn’t taken me a long time to get used to the idea, because it has, but you are as important a part of my life as my father’s best mates.?

“I’m flattered to be included among such dignified company,” sneered Snape, “but please, I implore you to resist the urge to call me Uncle Sev. During our brief period of interaction I was your professor and you, moronic though you proved yourself to be, were my student. Thus, should you feel the burning need to call me anything at all your choices are limited to ‘Professor’ and ‘Sir’. Do I make myself plain?”

“Yes ‘sir,’ “  muttered Harry remembering all at once why it had been so easy to desire to drown Snape in his own cauldron. ‘Mind your temper,’ he told himself. ‘You’re an adult now, and as horrible as Snape still appears to be, he gave his life to –‘

“Hey, wait a minute,” said Harry suddenly, “what are you doing here anyway? You’re supposed to be six feet under!”

To Be Continued ...

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Julia H. - Jul 8, 2008 8:21 am (#39 of 136)

Professor Snape, who had miraculously survived the snake's bite, was too ill to be taken to St Mungo's, so he was treated by Madame Pomfrey. He did not mind it because he resented the idea of being weak and vulnerable and he wanted as few people around as possible. He could hardly speak because of his injury.

To his surprise, however, he had visitors. A bit teary-eyed Professor McGonagall scolded him for not confiding his secret in at least one person in the school or in the Order. (In a slightly different tone, she had already expressed the same opinion in front of Dumbledore's portrait, who finally talked to the teachers of Hogwarts.) Professor Slughorn sat there and talked about various topics for an exhaustingly long time. Hagrid brought a hastily wrapped package and muttered that the students Snape had sent to do detention with him had founded the tradition of magically signing his teapot. The teapot was almost totally covered with names and Hagrid gave it to Snape as a present.

But his first visitor was Harry Potter, who brought him back his memories in a flask and later visited him again, when Snape had already gained some strength. It was difficult to start talking: there was no hatred between them now but neither of them could define the new feelings replacing the old ones. Snape, who could speak now a little better, asked Harry about George Weasley and told him he had recently invented a potion and a spell which together could grow back a lost ear. (It had not been tested yet but in theory, it should work.)

Just as they were discussing this, the door opened and Kingsley Shacklebolt entered, accompanied by two other Ministry wizards. Kingsley explained that he had to take Snape to the Ministry for questioning: his actions in the previous years had to be investigated. Harry started to argue with Kingsley, who said he gave full credit to Harry's words, yet the law obliged him to start an official legal process. Harry was furious and Snape, astonished, saw that the boy was already waving his wand at the new minister. "It is enough, Harry", he said firmly. Then, as he was just turning to Kingsley, he noticed the expression of confused surprise on Harry Potter's face and understood the reason at once: for the first time in his life, Snape had called him "Harry".

He was taken to the Ministry and kept there in a small room until the day of his trial. A few hours after leaving Hogwarts, his wound started to hurt so much that he eventually fainted. It was because the bandage Madame Pomfrey had put on the wound had to be changed several times a day since the painkiller on it lost its effect after a while. When he came to, someone was gently treating his wound. It was Madame Pomfrey, who had come to London and insisted on being allowed to visit her patient. It turned out that Madame Pomfrey had discovered Snape's secret months before.

Early on, she could tell Dumbledore was dying by looking at his withered hand and she also guessed it must have been Snape who had saved him from immediate death. Later, as she was treating the injured students, she soon found out the injuries were always caused by the Carrows but students were often brought or sent to her by the headmaster. Then one night she secretly watched him going to a very strangely injured student, for whom she had not been able to find the proper treatment, and she heard him mutter some incantation over the wounds of the girl, who was feeling much better in the morning. Hearing Snape's story from Harry, Madame Pomfrey was not remotely surprised. Now she continued treating the imprisoned wizard and she did so with a sort of motherly care that Snape had never experienced in his life.

Harry did everything he could to help Snape in the upcoming trial. Since Snape, bitter and resentful, was determined that there should be no public viewing of any memories and since portraits were not acceptable witnesses at trials, Harry had to find as many witnesses in Snape's defense as possible. Hermione did the legal research.

Preparing for the trial, it was necessary that Harry and Snape should talk about the past. Their conversations, business-like at first, slowly became more and more personal. They talked about Dumbledore and made amazing discoveries. Harry also found Draco and persuaded him to tell his own part in the events leading to Dumbledore's death and how Snape had saved his life. Harry thought this was one of the important details but Snape was unwilling to mention Draco on his own so Draco had to come and tell his story himself. Narcissa disapproved of Draco's involvement in the process but with some pressure from Harry, Draco's better nature (?) won.

At the trial, Harry Potter made a brilliant speech he had never thought he would ever be able to make. Snape was acquitted of all charges and many of the large audience present at the trial went home rather convinced that Severus Snape was a real hero.

To be continued...

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Julia H. - Jul 8, 2008 8:28 am (#40 of 136)

Snape himself went home to Spinner's End and a few days later he saved a muggle girl, who, not even knowing about magic, found herself the target of some evil wizards who were still free. She was shocked and traumatized and still in danger so Snape gave her shelter in his own house.

Cured now, he went back to Hogwarts to take part in the rebuilding process: all the teachers participated in making the school suitable for use before the new school-year started. Snape soon made it clear that he had had quite enough of being the headmaster and that Slughorn should keep the Potions job and his Head of House position as long as he wanted, while he, Snape, would be satisfied to teach the DADA classes. Someone had to test whether the curse had indeed been lifted with Riddle's death and he was ready to do it. (The curse was lifted but they had to wait a whole year before they could be sure.)

With less schoolwork to do, he could concentrate more on his renewed interest in inventing spells (the re-growing of George's ear was a great success) and he was also able to sometimes get away from the school and go to Spinner's End, where the presence of a woman had brought about surprisingly nice changes. The rescued girl was getting better after Snape had bought her (at Diagon Alley) a magic harp that had a healing effect on anyone who played it. Since she was a musician (she played in an orchestra), Snape thought the instrument would be a good present for her. She was often alone so she had plenty of time to play the harp and she was rapidly recovering from the shock of her first encounter with magic. She also understood that not all wizards were evil... Interestingly enough, though the harp was said to heal only the person playing it, listening to the girl as she was playing the harp had a clear healing effect on Snape's troubled soul.

When the evil wizards from whom the girl was hiding were finally arrested by the aurors (before that happened, Snape had had the opportunity to demonstrate his dueling skills once or twice) and the girl could at last go home, they both realized they would much rather stay together forever. (In the background the magic harp switched to "orchestra" mode and gently began to play Una furtiva lagrima from Donizetti's L'elisir d'amore...) They soon got married and moved to Hogsmeade. In due course, there came a time when Severus Snape was holding a baby boy in his hands: a new-born wizard, who, with one flick of his yet wandless little hands, could double the amount of milk his muggle mother was able to give him.

The family was further growing in the coming years, so the father finally accepted a repeated job offer from St Mungo's dark arts injuries department. From that moment on, he had to divide his work-time between Hogwarts and the hospital but in both places he did the jobs he most liked doing and he still had much more free time than earlier, during the war. He soon became the most renowned "white" specialist of the dark arts in the wizarding world. But his greatest interest now was not the dark arts. It was watching his children grow and learn and make their choices.

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freshwater - Jul 8, 2008 9:51 am (#41 of 136)

Julia, that was lovely....and creative!

Pesky, your story is way too intriguing to keep ending it with "to be continued"! You should consider posting on the Fanfiction Forum....with appropriate notices for the rest of us here on the main forum, of course!

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Dryleaves - Jul 8, 2008 10:49 am (#42 of 136)

Great story, Julia! Very romantic.

Pesky, please have some mercy on me! I'm going on vacation this Saturday and will be without Internet access for three weeks and I don't want to miss the end of your story... (Remember, it's GMT +1..! )

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Solitaire - Jul 8, 2008 2:40 pm (#43 of 136)

To those who have yet to post, I have a request ... Please break your LOOOOOOOONG paragraphs into 2-3 shorter ones for those of us whose eyes aren't what they once were. Many thanks.

Solitaire

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PeskyPixie - Jul 8, 2008 6:27 pm (#44 of 136)

I've read everyone else's stories as I pretty much know what's going to happen in mine now. Great work, guys! This is so much fun!

Soli, I hope my post didn't give you too much trouble? I know it's long, but I tried not to make it too bunched together.

Freshwater, I hope my 'epilogue' isn't too off base from what we're supposed to be doing? Now that I've read the other stories, I think maybe I had the wrong idea of what was expected. I would have done it all together, but I'm a bit busy at the moment so the only way I can manage it is in installments. I'm not too familiar with the Fanfiction forum, but if my epilogue belongs there I can most certainly give it a try (with some advice from you guys, of course )!

Dryleaves, I'll try to get another part up before you leave (only two more left, I think), but I think you'll have to wait until you get back for the ending. BTW, what is GMT + 1 ?

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freshwater - Jul 8, 2008 6:43 pm (#45 of 136)

Freshwater, I hope my 'epilogue' isn't too off base from what we're supposed to be doing? Now that I've read the other stories, I think maybe I had the wrong idea of what was expected. I would have done it all together, but I'm a bit busy at the moment so the only way I can manage it is in installments. I'm not too familiar with the Fanfiction forum, but if my epilogue belongs there I can most certainly give it a try (with some advice from you guys, of course )!--Pesky Pixie

Oh, dear...I've put my foot in it...or, like Ron, I've shown all the sensitivity of a blunt axe.

I did NOT mean that you should post on the fanfic forum rather than here....I was trying to express that you have quite a flair for storytelling and, as your epilogue seems to be shaping up into more than a few paragraphs, maybe you'd want to try out the scope of the fanfic forum. I did NOT at all mean to indicate that your epilogue was not welcome or anything less than perfectly appropriate for this thread.

My complaint about your "to be continued" arises only from my personal impatience to find out what happens next! (I find it impossible to read mystery stories...I keep scanning ahead and reading bits here and there and then I never finish the book.)

I didn't give many guidelines --if any-- for this thread, although I'd expected that folks would likely write 1 -3 paragraphs of summary. But longer, more developed storytelling is certainly welcome!

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PeskyPixie - Jul 8, 2008 6:58 pm (#46 of 136)

Eek! I think I may have the sensitivity of a blunt axe as well as my views really meant that I thought you were helping me out rather than giving 'guidelines' as when I read everyone else's posts they were so different from mine! Whew! Glad that's cleared up!

BTW, I'm so glad you like my contribution. I'm a writer at the beginning of her career, so it means a LOT to me. (I felt pretty good while I was writing it, but upon re-reading after posting I was pretty sure I had subjected you to a pile of plimpie droppings!)

EDIT: ***grins evilly*** Freshwater, now that I know of your impatience, I think something just came up and I won't get to the ending for some time now!

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freshwater - Jul 8, 2008 7:23 pm (#47 of 136)

You are TRULY a Slytherin, P.P. **sighs at having divulged my weakness and so brought this upon myself and wanders away to re-read ch. 1 & 2 of PS/SS for the series re-read-along**

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Dryleaves - Jul 9, 2008 12:34 am (#48 of 136)

Pesky, wait until I get back!!!??? That is not nice, but as you are Slytherin I guess you never intended to be nice, either...

In case you change your house... I mean mind... GMT +1 means Greenwich Mean Time + one hour, when it's 12 o'clock in London it's 1 o'clock at my place, so you know when it's Saturday here, I mean...

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Chemyst - Jul 10, 2008 2:09 pm (#49 of 136)

I hope this thread will get heavily edited to remove all the "helpful suggestions" such as I'm about to propose:
. . . but long term, after July 13th when it is scheduled to close, I think the story portions of this thread should be moved (but leave a link behind for awhile at least) to the fan fiction forum and left open for more epilogues. Then, (as the FFF has already established in precedent,) have a separate discussion thread.

JM2K
because these are fun.

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PeskyPixie - Jul 10, 2008 3:02 pm (#50 of 136)

I doubt I'll be done by the thirteenth, so I guess I'll have to post the rest on the FFF.

These are fun; I hope everyone keeps posting new stories - the possibilities are limitless!

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freshwater - Jul 10, 2008 4:59 pm (#51 of 136)

That's a great idea, Chemyst....I'll post it on the "questions for hosts" thread and see what they can do.

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PeskyPixie - Jul 11, 2008 7:25 am (#52 of 136)

I've read the exchange regarding this thread on the Questions for the Hosts thread, and am feeling a bit apprehensive about posting the next bit of my 'epilogue' as my piece seems to belong on the HP Lexicon Forum the least. Guys, please let me know whether my post belongs here or whether I should wait for a similar thread to open on the FFF?

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freshwater - Jul 11, 2008 10:43 am (#53 of 136)

For a Slytherin, P.P., you are far too scrupulous! I'd say go ahead and post your story parts here...if it's not the best place for it, well, the hosts have never been shy about moving posts...of course, they always leave a courteous note explaining why and where.

So, summon your inner Gred and Forge and post away! **tapping wand impatiently while waiting for Pesky Pixie's next update...**

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Potteraholic - Jul 12, 2008 4:59 am (#54 of 136)



JM2K to add on to Chemyst's suggestion in post#49, when this poll is set to close, a new thread entitled 'Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape' could be immediately opened in the FFF, and eventually moved by a Host to the section of stories above the Writing Challenges (there is no title for this section, but the 'Neverending Stories' are here). Or any other section the Hosts deem best.

A link to this new FFF thread could be posted in the last post of this thread. In addition, one of the Hosts could also post a link to the new FFF thread in the header of this thread. That way, there are 2 ways to find the new 'Epilogue for Sev' thread on the FFF: this thread's last post's link and the header's link.

Did any of this post make sense to anybody?



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Julia H. - Jul 13, 2008 7:36 am (#55 of 136)

I think this thread is great fun. (Thanks, Freshwater and Hogwarts Class!) I like all the stories I've read and, like others, cannot wait to go on reading Pesky's epilogue (novel). However, right now, I can only read in a haste, since we are away from home and I only visit a country internet ... place (not quite a caf?) to check the mail and then I cannot resist and I visit the forum but it is far too little time. So, wherever you move these stories, please, please, make sure I (=someone not very good at finding things) will find them later because I will want to read them again. I would like to suggest that in a similar way we should try to fill (some of) the numerous gaps JKR left in the plot (not only at the end but all along), writing our own versions. I think that too would be fun.

I have already posted my version of the Snape-epilogue but in case anybody wonders (?) what kind of a father Snape in my version would become, I have one little episode to add (coming soon).

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Julia H. - Jul 13, 2008 8:02 am (#56 of 136)

The little boy was standing next to the coffee table in the living room. With one hand, he was holding on to one of the legs of the table. He was watching intently a black-haired man sitting on the floor at a little distance from him. The man, who had exactly the same black eyes as the child, was making tiny movements with a wand from which colorful sparks were issuing, forming various shapes before disappearing.

“Come,” said Severus Snape, holding his wand a little closer to the child. With his free hand, the boy reached for the source of this magic but it was too far away. Instead of the sparks, now bubbles of various colors were coming from the tip of the wand. The child, apparently not even noticing what he was doing, slowly let go of the leg of the table and took a shaky step towards his father.

One step... two steps.... three steps... The tiny hands grasped the wand and the next moment the child, just about to fall, was caught by his father's arms.

“He can walk!” Snape said, standing up with his son in his arms. "Did you see?"

His wife had been watching them for a while. She loved watching her husband play with their child. She loved seeing this stern man with the traces of so many dark experiences carved into his face become a younger, happier man in the presence of their baby. She smiled. The little boy was turning the wand in his hands, laughing as now the sparks and then the bubbles were coming.

“He will be a great wizard”  she said. "Just like you, Severus."

The shadow of a cloud seemed to appear in Snape's black eyes, hiding, for a moment, the glow of fatherly pride. He shook his head.

“No,” he said quietly. "Not like me. Better. Better cared for, better loved.... he will be a better wizard and a better man."

He held up his son high, as only fathers can hold their children, and looked up at him.

“Promise?”

The little boy, delighted at being lifted up, laughed again. "Pommi," he said, waving his father's wand with all his might.

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Orion - Jul 13, 2008 8:47 am (#57 of 136)

Pommi! That is sweet. Do they still have the magic harp? How does your internet ... place look, Julia? Is it very dodgy? And Pesky, sit down on your bum and write the ending, please. (Very stern teacher's voice.)

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PeskyPixie - Jul 13, 2008 12:55 pm (#58 of 136)

I'm sorry, Miss Orion. (Who knew Hufflepuff professors could be so strict?) I'll go iron my hands before finishing up my homework.

Potteraholic, great idea about this thread! I also like freshwater's suggestion on the Questions for the Host thread.

I'm really sorry for the delay, guys, but my Muggle life got in the way. I'll have the next bit up this week.

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Orion - Jul 13, 2008 12:58 pm (#59 of 136)

Pesky, you got a life?

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freshwater - Jul 13, 2008 1:36 pm (#60 of 136)

After asking the hosts to move this thread to the fanficton forum to maintain it, I learned that it is not actually possible to move a thread from this forum to the fanfiction forum. I also learned that, on this forum, they like to maintain canon-based threads/postings and not fan-invented material. But...I asked if this thread could be left here past the 7/13/08 date --since folks seem to enjoy it, the postings continue and there have been several specific requests to maintain it. Kip (et al) has/have not responded yet, but I have hopes that they will leave this thread here --maybe for several months?-- or until the enthusiasm for it wanes.

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Orion - Jul 13, 2008 1:54 pm (#61 of 136)

Maybe everybody could just copy and paste their posts into a word document and then move it manually to the fanfic forum? It's not much work. When everything has been moved, they can close this thread.

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Kip Carter - Jul 13, 2008 3:41 pm (#62 of 136)

Orion, your suggestion would work; however it would require a lot of coordination on someone's part. As of your post, there are 62 messages so far in this thread. For your suggestion to work, freshwater would have to create a new thread on the FanFiction Forum, being she was the one who originated this thread. This new thread would carry a new date and time with her initial message. Once she has established the new thread, the second poster (Madam Pince) would add her post. Once accomplished, the third poster (journeymom and #2 of 61) would add her message. This procedure would continue for each member until the last message is added. Hopefully, no one will notice the thread on the FanFiction Forum, but not realize that there is a long procedure in progress and adds a new post that is not a part of the old thread on the Lexicon Forum.

As you can easily see, this would require a lot of coordination to transfer this thread and it would require each of the posters to be around, waiting to add their post when their number comes up. I feel that you would be really creating a situation that could really become a major problem. I hope that makes sense.

freshwater, I have no problem with this thread staying active and if you want me to edit the ending date on the name of the existing thread, I will be glad to make the change. I await your response on the Questions to the Hosts thread. I will remove my post here if you so desire.

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Chemyst - Jul 13, 2008 6:22 pm (#63 of 136)

Once she has established the new thread, the second poster (Madam Pince) would add her post. Once accomplished, the third poster (journeymom and #2 of 61) would add her message. ~ Kip

I don't think it would have to be that complicated, Kip. Either one designated person or each author could move the STORIES ONLY to a Severus Snape Epilogue thread. There are only about a dozen stories (although I think three are in serial form that need to be combined — so Orion's suggestion to copy and paste their posts into a word document is feasible.) A dozen stories is much easier to deal with than are 60+ posts. As long as the serial stories are consolidated or posted in sequence, the individual stories of the different authors could be posted in most any order. I wouldn't mind if my story was fifth or seventh or tenth.

Then a second companion discussion thread would be set up and that would be left to develop anew. Folks could either copy & paste their old opinions from here, or not, or add new comments. It would all work out similar to the contest threads there on FFF where posters can comment on any of the entries in any order.

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Julia H. - Jul 14, 2008 1:51 am (#64 of 136)

I am ready to copy and paste just give me the directions, please...

Do they still have the magic harp? How does your internet ... place look, Julia? (Orion)

I guess they do. Which musician would give away an instrument like that? The internet place is OK, only it is dark and sometimes full of Hogwarts-age muggle kids playing war games on the computers a bit too loudly.

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Kip Carter - Jul 14, 2008 1:57 am (#65 of 136)

Chemyst, your suggestion will work. This system has been used before; however some members were not too happy with the results. Please look at the some of the threads in the = Condensed Archived Threads Folder , such as -- Does Snape Want to Be the DADA Teacher? (condensed) or -- Does the Harry Potter series have literary value? (adapted).

In the first of the two threads above, Denise P. edited out some of the comments and/or posts. In the second, I just presented everything. Regardless of which method is used, the post will not display only the avatar and second line of information for the author of the post. This could be added with a link back to the original post in the original thread, which requires some work by the one condensing or adapting the thread. If colors, special fonts, or links are a part of a post, additional work is needed. It is not necessary for a Host to do the work; however a Host is not limited in word count the way that a regular member is restricted; therefore it may be best for the one doing the compilation to send the finished product to a Host as an attachment to an email and let the Host originate the thread. At present, many of our Hosts are unavailable; however there could be a chance that one would have the time available to work with your group or the member making the compilation.

As for this thread, I could store it in one of the archive group so as to have it available for both links and for references in the future. Being that this thread has a lot of discussion that are not Epilogue material, that may be the best method right now.

I believe that there needs to be a consensus of opinion between those involved as to what the group desires. Once that consensus is formulated, freshwater needs to convey that decision to the Questions for the Host(s) thread.

'Nuf said!

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freshwater - Jul 14, 2008 5:20 am (#66 of 136)

I responded to Kip on the Questions for Hosts thread before reading his latest post here, above. When he mentioned that this thread has been given permanent status --that's why it's here-- and that he's not too fussed about moving threads around and it could have it's run of popularity right here....it seemed to me to be best to leave it here, where the participants know where to find it.

But I also suggested that any "Write an Epilogue for _____________" threads in the future be set up in their own "Write an Epilogue" folder in the fanfiction forum.....with a link provided here, if possilbe.

It was not my intention to speak for the group....at the time I responded I felt that Kip was asking what I wanted to do as the creator of the thread. But I'd be happy to hear what other's think should be done....More heads together, and all that...

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PeskyPixie - Jul 14, 2008 7:48 am (#67 of 136)

If no one else minds, I think this thread is fine where it is for the time being.

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Anna L. Black - Jul 14, 2008 9:59 am (#68 of 136)

Agreed

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Chemyst - Jul 14, 2008 12:30 pm (#69 of 136)

I believe that there needs to be a consensus of opinion between those involved ...

Erm, are you proposing a poll, then?

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TwinklingBlueEyes - Jul 14, 2008 8:48 pm (#70 of 136)

Chemyst, you bad!

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Joanna Lupin - Jul 15, 2008 12:43 pm (#71 of 136)

I like it here as well.

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Julia H. - Jul 18, 2008 3:55 am (#72 of 136)

Yes, it is OK here.

Pesky, I have just reread your story. I hope you have not forgotten that your readers are waiting for the next part...

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PeskyPixie - Jul 18, 2008 9:05 am (#73 of 136)

It's coming in the next few days. I'll start work on it tonight.

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PeskyPixie - Jul 20, 2008 4:24 pm (#74 of 136)

... Pesky's story (that poor thing without an ending) ... -Orion (on the Read-A-Long thread)

LOL! You've made a Slytherin experience the feeling of guilt!

We're doing some home renovations and I've been really involved with that (in addition to my extremely busy social life! ).

I have started writing the next bit and hope to get it up some time tomorrow. (I also need to clean my room and can't find my House-Elf anywhere.)

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PeskyPixie - Jul 23, 2008 7:03 pm (#75 of 136)
Edited Jul 23, 2008 8:40 pm

(continued from post #38)

Snape”s sneer grew more pronounced. “Surely the Chosen One is capable of putting two and two together? Ah yes, forgive me, I had forgotten that you chose not to complete your education.”

Harry bit down hard on his lip and stared daggers at Snape whose black eyes flashed triumphantly. Finally Harry sighed, shaking his head, and said, “How did you survive, Professor? We thought you died right in front of us in the Shrieking Shack. Say,” he began to get excited, ‘you didn’t happen to have that ‘Stopper of Death’ thing on you when it happened, did you?”

Snape was tracing the rim of his glass of red wine with a long finger, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He stared at Harry for a long moment before answering, “You really are dim, aren’t you, Potter? Funny, I had reason to believe that you had actually found employment as an Auror.”

Harry glared at Snape, hating every last greasy inch of him. Snape continued, “For your personal records, my little dunderhead, ‘Stopper of Death’ is a term commonly used in Dark circles to refer to that creation of Dark Magic known as the horcrux. Write that down. Memorize it. It may assist in your quest to become a ‘Dark wizard catcher’.”

Snape paused and seemed to breathe in the pleasure of insulting Harry which he had been long denied.

“Thank you for the lecture, Professor,” said Harry, sarcasm creeping into his voice against his will, “but I think I have a bit more experience with horcruxes than you do. And forgive me for not being personally acquainted with the Dark Arts, but at least I have an old expert like you to learn from!”

Snape’s eyes were slits. “Manners, Potter. If I were to Disapparate at this moment you would spend the rest of your life exerting your famed mental prowess in search of a simple solution to a simple question. Then again, simple is a relative term . . . “ He smiled nastily at Harry before continuing in a delicate whisper of a voice, “It all comes down to the wand one carries to battle, does it not?”

Harry edged closer to his former Potions Master to hear him more clearly. “What do you mean ‘sir’ ?”

“Exactly what I said,” said Snape, more quietly yet. “It all comes down to the wand. I daresay you have had the opportunity to utilize a variety of wands during crucial moments of your otherwise dreary existence?”

Harry was too caught up in Snape’s explanation to care about his snide remarks. “I think I understand what you’re getting at. I thought I was toast once my holly and phoenix feather wand had snapped in half. I don’t know what I would have done if  . . . anyway, how did you save yourself from that dirty great snake? I saw what its poison did to Mr. Weasley.?

Snape smiled enigmatically. “Oh, many extraordinary things are possible for the Master of the Elder wand.”

To be continued  . . .

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Julia H. - Jul 24, 2008 1:44 pm (#76 of 136)

Great continuation, Pesky! The mystery is becoming deeper. (I like the style as well, very much.) Can't wait to read the next part. In the meantime... are we allowed to make theories now (like in the good old days) and post them here?

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PeskyPixie - Jul 25, 2008 1:18 pm (#77 of 136)

Thanks, Julia. I'm glad you like it.

As for the rest of you, input please!

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mona amon - Jul 25, 2008 6:37 pm (#78 of 136)

I only just read it Pesky, and it's great! I love the Snapey dialogue! Severus is certainly very much in character. Is he really the master of the wand, then???!!!

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PeskyPixie - Jul 27, 2008 11:29 am (#79 of 136)

I'm glad you liked it, mona. Ah, is he the master of the Elder wand?

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PeskyPixie - Aug 4, 2008 6:25 pm (#80 of 136)

Will people still read if I continue to post on this thread?

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mona amon - Aug 4, 2008 7:44 pm (#81 of 136)

Of course, Pesk! And especially if it's the continuation of the story!

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Dryleaves - Aug 4, 2008 10:57 pm (#82 of 136)

Yes, I agree with Mona. I've been waiting for weeks, remember?

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Julia H. - Aug 5, 2008 2:17 am (#83 of 136)

Pesky, you are not saying that you have considered leaving your story unfinished! Especially with that mystery recently mentioned! I have my theory about it and I can hardly wait to read your version.

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Joanna Lupin - Aug 5, 2008 6:54 am (#84 of 136)

Every time I see new posts in this topic my heart skips a beat from excitement, but no, it's only Pesky playing on our feelings again! Oh, well...

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PeskyPixie - Aug 5, 2008 9:01 am (#85 of 136)

Ah, yes, we Slytherins derive great joy from toying with the emotions of others!

Dryleaves, good to have you back! I just wanted to let you know that I added another section of my story while you were on vacation.

I just wasn't sure whether people still came to this thread or not as it's been slow for a while now.

Alrighty, more is definitely on the way!

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Joanna Lupin - Aug 14, 2008 5:20 am (#86 of 136)

Pesky, have you forgotten about this thread?

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PeskyPixie - Aug 14, 2008 8:48 am (#87 of 136)

No, some renovations are going to start at home and I was preparing the house and getting some personal work done before then.

But not to worry, next installment coming after a brief hiatus (about three weeks or so). I'm glad you're enjoying my twist on the ending though. I loved yours!

BTW, I hope more people are going to keep posting on this thread along with me. These are so much fun to read!

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Orion - Aug 14, 2008 1:03 pm (#88 of 136)

We are boycotting this thread until you get on with it. I believe this is the Slytherin symbol?



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freshwater - Aug 14, 2008 4:39 pm (#89 of 136)

Whooooaaa, Orion...you are harsh! LOL Of course...the sorting hat never claimed that Gryffindors were nice...just brave, etc.

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PeskyPixie - Aug 14, 2008 5:02 pm (#90 of 136)

Eek, she's a Hufflepuff, and a harsh one at that! Alas, on account of my laziness the mighty Slytherin serpent has been replaced by the humble snail.

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Dryleaves - Aug 15, 2008 12:30 am (#91 of 136)

ROTFL Orion!

And Pesky, with an excited jolt of my heart I notice there are new posts on this thread, but is there any story from you? No. But after the initial disappointment I am happy that you have a muggle life to keep you busy. I am going off to mine right now BTW!

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freshwater - Aug 15, 2008 7:34 am (#92 of 136)

I suppose we might have anticipated that those busy, hardworking Hufflepuffs could be stern taskmasters when properly motivated. **wondering if the Sorting Hat debated about placing Minerva McGonagall in Hufflepuff before deciding on Gryffindor **

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Potteraholic - Aug 26, 2008 6:15 am (#93 of 136)

Sorry, I know the next to this thread may given some of you the idea that this post might be a continuation of Pesky's Snape Epilogue story. Or any other ones, for that matter.


But it's not. <--- PAH  Given the Forum's recent state of health, I shouldn’t really be joking about this, should? Sorry!


Anyway, after reading these wonderful Epilogue stories again recently, I thought some of you might be interested in participating in the current Writing Contest over on the HP FFF. Jasmine Evans is running the current contest, and this particular option:   6. Write any tale you can think of about the new generation. It seemed to fit this thread's purpose somewhat.

I think many of you posted reservations in the beginning of this thread about any of your own writing being posted on that FFF because of the evaluative nature of that Forum. But whenever I've read those fanfic comments, they always seem so thoughtful and positive to me, as I've come to expect from this Forum.


I was actually not even going to post this suggestion, but then I saw a recent post by Uncle Brad, (post#1) a regular contributor on the HP FFF. He writes, (bolded emphasis, mine)  

To all the people who have entered in the past and any lurkers out there - it seems pointless to have entries from just the same three or four people all the time so I encourage everyone to get into the game. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as you think (not at all really).  As the tv commercials say - get out and play!

To which Jasmine responded, (again, bolded emphasis, mine) I can only agree to your encouragement to former participants and lurkers. It's no fun to judge only two entries. As Uncle Brad says, it doesn't hurt. We are nice people in here, and I am a flexible judge who give my participants a long rope. So just sharpen your quills out there and get out and play.

Just thought I'd do my bit to try and drum up some interest in these Writing Contests, short of writing a tale of my own , since there seems to be a lot of writing talent over here!



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Orion - Sep 15, 2008 12:30 pm (#94 of 136)

That Pesky has Disapparated to her muggle friends. Undoubtedly to play Canasta and cook food with eckelticity. Will the Snape-o-philes ever get something to read? Will that poor Epilogue of hers ever get a proper ending? Will there ever be another post to this dusty old thread?

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Dryleaves - Sep 15, 2008 12:52 pm (#95 of 136)

Well, here is one more, but only to express disappointment over the fact that Orion is not Pesky...

But you are all right anyway, Orion! I did not mean it like that! Maybe we should revive the thread and write different epilogues for Pesky's epilogue...

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PeskyPixie - Sep 15, 2008 1:36 pm (#96 of 136)

***Apparates*** I have begun work on the next part of the epilogue. It should be up by Wednesday.

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Orion - Sep 16, 2008 3:18 am (#97 of 136)

disappointment over the fact that Orion is not Pesky...

One million points off your house and detention for the next hundred years! *stalks off in a huff*

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Dryleaves - Sep 16, 2008 3:57 am (#98 of 136)

Oh, but I took it back almost immediately! I think you only need to take a hundred points off my house and give me detention for ten years...

I promise I won't post anything here tomorrow, because of the disappointment everyone will feel when I’m not Pesky.

And Pesky, feel no pressure!  


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TwinklingBlueEyes - Sep 16, 2008 7:52 pm (#99 of 136)

Sure hope it's worth the wait...

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Madam Pince - Sep 17, 2008 1:17 pm (#100 of 136)

TBE! You're alive! Yay!

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Potteraholic - Sep 17, 2008 2:31 pm (#101 of 136)

Nope, still not Pesky’s epilogue.

Seeing the 2 recent posts on the FFF in the 'Writing Contest #49' thread: Jasmine Evans' and James Greenfield's, I thought I'd try to stir up some interest in their plea for more stories that I described in my earlier post.

This concludes my PSA (Public Service Announcement) for the day.


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PeskyPixie - Sep 18, 2008 3:49 pm (#102 of 136)

(continued from post #75)

Harry blinked mutely at Snape for a few moments before stammering, “Elder Wand? The Master of the - you mean - what did I have to do with it?”

“Nothing.”

“But you just said –“

“I spoke of the Master of the Elder Wand. I certainly do not recall mentioning you. Perhaps you are hearing voices again?” smirked Snape, clearly reveling in Harry’s confusion.

“But the Elder Wand, the Master of it, I’m it, that’s me, I mean, I am the Master of the Elder Wand.”

“You flatter yourself, Potter,” sneered Snape. “Clearly, even time has not managed to deflate your overlarge head.”

A vein pulsed steadily in Harry’s temple and he gritted his teeth in an attempt to remain civil. “Listen, I’m not making stuff up and I’m not hearing voices. However, I do hope I am hallucinating.”

Snape’s black eyes glittered but he did not interrupt.

Harry continued, “In the rare chance that you are actually sitting in front of me, let’s get one thing straight. Dumbledore told me himself that I was the Master of the Elder Wand. Yeah, that’s right, Dumbledore. While you were snoozing in the Shrieking Shack I was somewhere between life and death and Dumbledore visited me and told me himself that you were supposed to get the wand, but you didn’t. Draco got to it first, didn’t he? Draco beat you both, but I beat him, and Dumbledore as good as told me that I was the Master of the Elder Wand.”

“Don’t blame Dumbledore for your own stupidity,” snarled Snape so viciously that Harry blanched. “Don’t you dare blame Albus Dumbledore for your own moronic deductions! If I ever hear you besmirching his memory again I will personally curse you into oblivion!?

Never during his entire tumultuous relationship with Snape had Harry seen him as worked up as he now was, not when Sirius had escaped from Hogwarts, or even the time when Harry had sneaked a peek into the former Potions Master's private Pensieve memories. Snape's dark eyes were wild and he was trembling.

It was quite obvious to Harry that he would get nowhere until he calmed down his mother’s nutty childhood friend. “I’m sorry, Professor,” he said gently. “I didn’t mean it like that. Dumbledore was a great wizard.”

“Great wizard,” muttered Snape bitterly. “Great wizard. He wasn’t merely a great wizard, he was the greatest. He was a genius and he sacrificed himself for your and your idiotic friends.”

“You’re right,” said Harry tentatively. “He died for all he believed in, for all he loved.” Then, in a moment of daring he continued, “You are extremely like him in that way.”

Snape snorted, and Harry was relieved to see that the usual sneer had returned to his face. The storm had passed, Harry could finally begin to get to the bottom of this mystery.

To Be Continued  . . . .

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freshwater - Sep 18, 2008 5:15 pm (#103 of 136)

Oooooo, an evil cliffhanger...AGAIN! *glaring like a basilisk*

I mean....No! Not glaring about an update on your story.....what I really mean is "Great job, Pesky! Very intense there for a moment....I can't imagine where you're headed with this mystery, so am eagerly awaiting your next installment, beloved storyteller, sir."....yeah, that's it.

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Julia H. - Sep 18, 2008 8:52 pm (#104 of 136)

***Applauds enthusiastically*** Great dialogue! (I'm glad Snape and Harry have finally found something to talk about that they can agree on - their opinion about Dumbledore.) “You are extremely like him in that way.” Hah! An unexpected compliment from Potter! I wonder what Snape really thinks now. I can hardly wait for the next installment.

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Dryleaves - Sep 18, 2008 11:39 pm (#105 of 136)

Thank you, Pesky! I really like your story and can see only one problem with it: To Be Continued  . . .

Your story is unpredictable and you are very good at keeping your reader in suspense, and then I don't mean the cliffhangers and the long waiting for the next episode but how very well you build it up in your text. I hope the continuation will soon appear here on this thread, but as I know I'm waiting for a good thing I'll wait patiently...

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legolas returns - Sep 19, 2008 12:17 pm (#106 of 136)

Please be quick we need another fix! *Pretty please with chocolate sprinkles*.

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Potteraholic - Sep 19, 2008 1:13 pm (#107 of 136)

Well there's a blast from the past! Nice to see you again, legolas returns! Where've ya been? Will you be stopping by the Potty Games thread anytime soon?



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legolas returns - Sep 19, 2008 1:37 pm (#108 of 136)

Thanks Potteraholic. I have been lurking for a while and only recently felt I had something to add to the discussion. I will patronise the Potty Games thread-dont you worry!

I am loving the story so far. I am amused by the thought of Harry sucking up to Snape. I just cant imagine Harry sucking up and Snape lapping it up. Its all good though!!!

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PeskyPixie - Sep 19, 2008 2:10 pm (#109 of 136)

Harry has grown up. I like to think that he has learned to control his temper at times. I think it fits in with his ability to empathize with others. Hmmm, I didn't want to give the impression that he is really sucking up to Snape though. He has just matured to the point where he can soothe an agitated person (he's a dad after all ), and I think he honestly means what he says there; he just didn't count on running into a hostile Snape! Ah, but are you quite sure that Snape 'laps' up the praise?

I was wondering where you had gone, legolas returns. Great to see you again.

Well, I'm relieved that the latest bit of my Snapilogue hasn't disappointed (those who have posted, at least).

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legolas returns - Sep 19, 2008 2:16 pm (#110 of 136)

Well if you take all the twists and turns into consideration you can’t be sure of much.

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Julia H. - Sep 19, 2008 2:19 pm (#111 of 136)

I do not get the impression that Harry is sucking up to Snape. The scene takes place when he has already seen Snape's memories and has had some time to think about them so it is probable that he would not want to behave toward him in the same way as he did in the past. (And Harry is mature now, right.) He wants to be decent and reasonably respectful but he realizes that Snape (who, unlike Harry, does not seem to have changed) needs to be treated with special care.

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legolas returns - Sep 19, 2008 2:34 pm (#112 of 136)

It was just Harrys last comment that I was referring to.

I agree that Harry is mature now.

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PeskyPixie - Sep 19, 2008 4:36 pm (#113 of 136)

Oh, I forgot to add that I'm really sorry for the delay in posting this recent bit of my Snapilogue. I promise it won't happen again.

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mona amon - Sep 20, 2008 8:12 am (#114 of 136)

Snapilogue!**Hee Hee**

What a surprise, a lot of new posts on this thread and one of them was actually the much awaited Snapilogue!

Well done Pesky! Now I'm eagerly waiting for the rest of it.

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PeskyPixie - Oct 29, 2008 8:53 am (#115 of 136)

Dryleaves asked about the next part of the epilogue on another thread, so I'm dropping in here to let you know that I have not forgotten it at all. I have recently been tied up with my Muggle life (going a bit mad with the craziness going on here), but things look to be calming down a bit, so I hope to get back to a normal schedule by next week, when I'll get a chance to continue the story. Thanks for the continued interest, guys. It does wonders for a writer's ego.

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Sinistra - Oct 31, 2008 6:22 am (#116 of 136)

I enjoy your epilogue, PeskyPixie, and I'm looking forward to the next part.

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PeskyPixie - Oct 31, 2008 9:38 am (#117 of 136)

I'm glad you like it, Sinistra. Feel free to post an epilogue of your own. I'm sure I speak for all when I say that we'd love to read it!

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legolas returns - Oct 31, 2008 11:58 am (#118 of 136)

I have thought of an alternative epilogue. Here is my thinking behind my choice of epilogue. I am not going to write any text but describe what I would like to see.

I was wondering whether Snape would be able to go on after he died or would he become a ghost? I wonder if after protecting Harry and giving Harry the memories he felt that he had paid enough for his earlier crimes? I was wondering if he could not cope with the idea that Harry had to die because he would have ultimately failed in protecting him? For my epilogue he hasn’t moved on (whereas I think he had by the end of the book) and released so he becomes a ghost tortured by guilt.

I imaging Snape following Harry into the forest and seeing him "die". Once Harry had been hit I could imagine him flying away and haunting the playground where he first met Lily and his family home in regret. Years later (probably a few years after the epilogue) the house becomes condemned and he goes back to Hogwarts. He goes to Dumbledore’s grave and confesses his remaining guilt and regrets. He then decides to haunt the shrieking shack because he has nowhere else to go. On the way he spots a memorial to the Hogwarts heroes who died. He looks through the names and does not find Harry’s name and he wonders why. He comes out of the shack in the day to investigate. He spots James acting much like his Grandfather and Albus sticking up for person in a way that reminds him of Lily. Snape hovers in the background unseen. He was about to intervene when James and Albus then begin to bicker. James tells his brother to keep his nose out of things and goes back to the castle. Someone from Albus year speaks to him and calls him "Potter". Snape realises that Harry had lived after all. Albus is described as looking very like mini-Harry in the epilogue. Harry looks very like his father except he has Lily’s eyes. Snape finally sees Lily in someone who so closely looks like the man he hated. His guilt is eased and he finally feels at peace or as close to peace as is possible.

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Madam Pince - Nov 1, 2008 6:04 am (#119 of 136)

Awwww... I like that, Legolas!

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haymoni - Nov 13, 2008 7:32 pm (#120 of 136)

I don't think he'd want to be a ghost. I think Severus wants to see Lily.

Even if he has to put up with that Potter hanging around.

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PeskyPixie - Nov 21, 2008 8:45 am (#121 of 136)

Interesting ending, legolas. A completely different spin on things! One question though, does Sev 'go on' after this encounter or does he become a ghost teacher like ol' Cuthbert Binns?

Things are beginning to get a bit settled in my Muggle life, so I think I'll have some time to get back to my Snapilogue pretty soon.

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Julia H. - Nov 24, 2008 7:21 am (#122 of 136)

While we are waiting for the next part of Pesky's Snapilogue, I wonder if Freshwater's offer at the opening of this thread is still valid. ...please feel free to copy/paste your previous paragraphs from the suggestions thread or the good/bad fate thread, if you wish. I don't want to paste anything from another thread, I just wonder if one of those suggestions suddenly developed into a story and if it was posted here, would anyone want to read it? It is not another "Snapilogue" because the time-frame is totally different. It is based on the original idea of Hogwarts Class of '85 (what would have happened to Snape if Voldemort had decided to hunt down the Longbottoms instead of the Potters?) and it would take several posts. Would anyone be interested? Would anyone want to post similar stories maybe since we now have this thread and since Pesky - unfortunately - does not have the time to write something for us every day?

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Dryleaves - Nov 24, 2008 7:48 am (#123 of 136)

Of course someone would like to read it! I don't know if it would be against any rules to post it here, but if you post it somewhere else I'd like to know where. BTW, might this be the answer to a question I had on another thread...?

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Kip Carter - Nov 24, 2008 6:02 pm (#124 of 136)

Before this thread continues, I suggest that everyone await for guidance from our Hosts. I feel that this thread should have been on the FanFiction Forum instead of the Lexicon Forum. I have asked one of the Hosts to work with the ones involved with this thread to determine how this possible "Change-in-Forums" situation will be handled. I appreciate your patience!

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megfox* - Nov 24, 2008 6:57 pm (#125 of 136)

Okay, guys, so here's what's up... I'm here because I am the one that Kip has asked to deal with the thread and help figure out what to do with it. If you have any questions or concerns about this, please email me at jettabugfox@gmail.com. You may post suggestions here as to what we want to do, however.

Originally, this thread was allowed to remain because it had grown out of the Votes thread. We (well, you and Kip) discussed if it was necessary to move it to the Fanfic Forum. I believe that the "for now" decision was made that it could stay here for a while, since it would be difficult to move to the FFF in a coherent fashion. I think the various disruptions that we experienced with WX maybe put this out of the forefront of what was going on. You absolutely did the right thing in asking before what needed to be done with this thread, and you were given the go ahead to keep the thread "as is"...

However, it seems that this thread wants to be expanded. I love the creativity that this thread has sparked in some of you, and I know that many people are enjoying this thread. The Hosts, however, have determined that it does need to move to the FFF if it is to continue. It has always been the policy, if you will, of the Forum that non-canon, creative threads be relegated to the Fanfic Forum. There are some things that we allow to stay, as they are relatively connected to canon (trivia-type games, for example). We made an exception to this "policy" for this thread. To see the discussion/decision that allowed this, please check out the following links:

freshwater: Questions for the Hosts

Kip: Epilogue thread

And follow them for a few posts... And I know that slippery slope arguments aren't the most valid, but it has reached the point where we do have to consider what precedent we are setting here.

One suggestion would be to close this thread, placing a link in the last post to a new thread in the Facfiction Forum. Or, the stories could be condensed and transferred by a Host to a new thread in the Facfic Forum. I don't have the final word from Kip about this (in terms of how he wants to handle it), but I know those two options can be handled, and I have enough time this week to deal with either of those - the first obviously being much simpler. If you have any suggestions as to how you would like this to be handled, please post them here. I will try to make this as painless as possible for the participants.

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Julia H. - Nov 24, 2008 9:56 pm (#126 of 136)

If it was my suggestion that caused this problem, then, please, just forget it. It is not important at all. We are all waiting for the missing part(s) of Pesky's Snapilogue but if no one else wants to add anything to this thread, I certainly don't want to give any of you extra trouble and work.

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megfox* - Nov 29, 2008 7:43 am (#127 of 136)

Hmmm...

I was hoping to get some ideas from those of you who frequent this thread about how you would like this thread moved. I know that many people are probably away from their computers, so I will give people a few more days to post their preference or some ideas.

Julia, it was not your suggestion that "caused a problem", so please don't worry! The Hosts intended for this thread to eventually be moved to the Fanfic Forum, and it was just this week that we realized it hadn't been moved. I know that some of the people who post to this thread don't normally post on the Fanfic Forum, but we do have that forum set up for this exact type of thing. I can easily add any of you to that forum if you want to continue to post to this thread over there.

Just to remind you what options I threw out there - I can close this thread and put a link in the last post to a new thread in the Fanfic Forum, or I can cut and paste the "epilogue" posts to a new thread in the Fanfic Forum. If anyone has any other ideas, please let me know and we can consider them.

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Anna L. Black - Nov 29, 2008 1:04 pm (#128 of 136)

Is it possible to do both? That way, people who find this thread will know where to go, and people who only see the thread on the Fanfic forum will have a chance to read the epilogues without interruption, but will be able to read the comments here. Does that make any sense?

Oh, and Julia - I can only speak for myself, but if you're intending to write an epilogue, I'd really like to read it

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Dryleaves - Nov 30, 2008 6:25 am (#129 of 136)

I think Anna's suggestion sounds good, but if it's not possible to do that I think I would prefer to keep the epilogues together in the same thread. Maybe we could have a discussion thread for comments on the stories connected to the new thread on the Fanfiction Forum?

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PeskyPixie - Nov 30, 2008 8:59 am (#130 of 136)

I'm going to write the next bit of my Snapilogue (don't know yet whether it will be the last) on Friday, so just let me know where to post it when the time comes.

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Orion - Nov 30, 2008 9:07 am (#131 of 136)

Come on, ten minutes before breakfast and you have it, Pesky! Just get up a little bit earlier. ***Pepper-up potion*** in your direction and ***inspiration charms***!

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Potteraholic - Dec 3, 2008 10:05 am (#132 of 136)

megfox*,

I don't post on this thread, but I do read it, so I thought I'd put in my 2 knuts. I think either one of your ideas in the last paragragh of your post #127 would work fine.
This, of course, has nothing to do with the fact that one of them is very similar to one I suggested here, back in July.



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megfox* - Dec 4, 2008 6:04 pm (#133 of 136)

Well, PAH, that's because I used your post to plan some strategies.

If I don't get any other ideas by tomorrow, I will go ahead and close this thread, open a new one in the Fanfic Forum, and work on moving the stories only to that thread. I will also open a thread for discussion.

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PeskyPixie - Dec 11, 2008 7:50 am (#134 of 136)

Okay, megfox*. Just let me know where to post my Snapilogue (I doubt I'll get to it before Christmas) and I'll be as happy as an ambitious serpent in a green and silver T-shirt.

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Potteraholic - Dec 11, 2008 12:14 pm (#135 of 136)

megfox*,

Re: your previous post... ***(smilies)****



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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 7:42 am (#136 of 136)

Okay, I am closing this thread so that I can start moving things to a new thread in the Fanfic Forum. When I have completed this, I will post the link to the new thread here. I will try to get this done today. Please be patient with me, as it has been a LOOOOOOOONG time since I have done this much moving and shaking with the threads. It might be a couple of hours before I have it all straightened out! I promise I will try not to have anything get "lost in translation"!

Also, if any of you need to be added to the Fanfic Forum, just let me know!

Link to the new thread on the Fanfic Forum: Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape.

Link to the new discussion thread on the Fanfic Forum: Discussion Thread.

EDIT: Okay, both threads are open in the Fanfic Forum. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please email me at jettabugfox@gmail.com. If you notice that I have forgotten anyone's story, please let me know so I can transfer it over there!

If you are not a member of the Fanfic Forum, I can add you. Once you have clicked on the above links, you will be on the read-only list in the forum. Please email me (or any Host) and we will gladly move you from the Read-Only list to the Participant list. More detailed instructions can be found here from Kip.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 3:45 pm
Edited Dec 12, 2008 4:31 pm

This thread is a condensed version of an original thread found on the Harry Potter Lexicon Forum. It will also serve as the new permanent home of the epilogues written by our members for our beloved/loathed Potions Master and Headmaster. Please keep comments and chatter on the discussion thread, and leave this thread for the stories!

I am going to add the epilogues that originally appeared in the first thread in the order in which they were posted. I will not be moving the comments and discussion. I will try to combine and/or post in order any epilogues that are more than one post (for example: PeskyPixie's).

This thread is now officially open. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please email me at jettabugfox@gmail.com. If you noticed that I have forgotten anyone's story, please let me know and I will transfer it over here!

Happy Snaping!

Link back to the original thread on the Lexicon: Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 3:58 pm (#1 of 15)

Madam Pince - Jul 1, 2008 1:20 am The eyes are the windows to the soul...

He marries Gina, his majority holdings in Head & Shoulders shampoo skyrocket and he makes a fortune, and the two of them re-build the neighborhood of Spinners' End to include lovely affordable homes for all with several excellent restaurants. Naturally they live happily ever after in the castle Sev builds for his bride.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:01 pm (#2 of 15)


journeymom- Jul 1, 2008 8:48 am (#2 of 136) Edited Jul 1, 2008 9:51 am

Harry Potter publicly vindicated Snape and he was pardoned by the Wizengamot for killing Dumbledore. For bravery exhibited in service to Wizardom at the Battle For Hogwarts Snape finally got his Order of Merlin, though it was only a fifth degree. He opened a small apothecary on Nocturn Ally, and lived in the flat above it. He lived quietly, happily (as much as Snape is capable of being happy) ever after. Harry and Ginny named a son Albus Gawain. They named the dog Snape.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:02 pm (#3 of 15)

freshwater - Jul 1, 2008 10:11 am (#3 of 136) Connections, speculation, discussion: the best part of HP reading! Check out the on-going HP Lex Forum series re-read! Currently reading CoS... Edited Jul 1, 2008 11:14 am

Due to the timely actions of Harry Potter, Severus Snape was retrieved from the Shrieking Shack before he was completely dead...he was only mostly dead. He was rushed to St. Mungo's, and after several weeks he regained consciousness and insisted upon supervising the brewing of his own medical potions; a circumstance which did not endear him to the St. Mungo's staff. Once The Boy Who Lived Again testified --via Pensieve duplication-- to Snape's compliance with Dumbledore's wishes in his death, the charges against Snape were dropped. In addition, he was award the Order of Merlin, First Class for his many years of (well-disguised) service for the side of the Light, as well as a monetary award of 50,000 galleons. Snape recommended Minerva McGonagall for the post of Headmistress of Hogwarts, and use his cash award to open his own Apothecary in Diagon Alley. It is said that he specializes in the production of potions which require the desicated and minced scales, skin and organs of serpents. He hired Draco Malfoy to be his apprentice; a generous act as young Draco was unable to get any other employment due to the discrediting of his family name for their support of the former Dark wizard, Tom Riddle. Within a few months, Snape surprised all of his former aquaintances by marrying a beautiful young girl, Ms. Gina R. Abernathy, of the Hudson River Abernathy's, in the U.S. They sold the house in Spinner's End, and built a new one in Hogsmeade, so that Gina would be close to Hogwarts where she assists Madame Pompfrey in the hosptal wing.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:03 pm (#4 of 15)

Dryleaves - Jul 1, 2008 10:21 am (#4 of 136) Edited Jul 1, 2008 11:23 am

The Not So Dramatic Continuation of the Life of Severus Snape

(Not written by Rita Skeeter)

During his stay at St Mungo?s Severus Snape annoyed the healers by constantly suggesting alternative treatments that actually turned out to be more effective, and as soon as the question of his true loyalties was sorted out they offered him a job. He sold the house at Spinner?s End and rented an equally depressing apartment in London and spent his days working, reading, brooding on the past and taking long walks in muggle environments.

One day he ran into a worried muggle woman and helped her dealing with her little son, whom Severus realized was a wizard. After this she insisted on turning to him for advice and support and when he told her his story in order to scare her off she was not intimidated. He realized that he would not be able to get rid of her and they became friends.

Being a leading dark arts injuries expert at St Mungo's, Severus was one day summoned to a little girl, who was lethally ill after having been in contact with a cursed object. He stopped dead in the doorway when realizing who the girl?s father was: Harry Potter! After having worked hard to save Lily Potter?s life and succeeded, he went straight to his muggle friend and asked her to marry him. She accepted and a year later she gave birth to a daughter (who was not named Lily).

Severus was a strict and slightly over-protective father and step-father, who was particularly good at intimidating and bothering kids who bullied his own, and he could steep very low when doing this. One day, when his greasy hair since long had turned steely gray, he actually was found laughing at himself. His wife said she would send an owl to The Daily Prophet so that this rare occurance could be widely announced. At this he laughed again.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:03 pm (#5 of 15)

Elanor - Jul 1, 2008 11:07 am (#6 of 136) Essence of Happiness Edited Jul 1, 2008 12:18 pm

Okay... Here's my try:

It was a stifling afternoon of July. Two teenagers were sitting in their favorite hide-out, a cool and peaceful refuge bathed in the green light of a thicket of trees, as lost in time - far from worries, far from pain, far from sorrow. They were laughing, remembering their first days at Hogwarts the previous September, passionately discussing Dumbledore's last enigmatic speech (had he made fun of them when saying that toffees were as useful as bezoars?) and wondering what the next school year would bring them. The dark, scrawny boy was drinking the red-haired girl's laugh and the light dancing in her beautiful green eyes as if they were his Elixir of Life.

They did not seem to notice that a man was there as well, sitting so very close to them, the dry leaves like bits of gold on his black cloak. They did not seem to see the tears quietly falling on his harrowed face, the ghost of a smile playing on it too, each time the boy was boasting to impress the pretty girl. But, as in a trick of the light, the trees became blurred, the laughters faded away and the man was left alone, sitting on the floor, in the dark light of a strange circular room. Its black walls were encrusted with age-old runes and it seemed to the man that they were still echoing the lost happiness of old, a balm on the open wound that sometimes still made him scream inside.

Slowly, the man got up. His dark eyes, seconds before so alive with the joy of the past, now seemed to lose themselves into unfathomable wells. He opened the door, straightening up as he steeled himself against the present world, carefully sealed the entry of the room that had taken him so many years to create and set off down the torch lit corridor, his lonely figure casting distorted shadows on the walls, wondering darkly when the dunderheads would allow him to come back where he had left his heart and soul.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:04 pm (#6 of 15)

geauxtigers - Jul 1, 2008 7:20 pm (#9 of 136) Yum!

Back in the Shrieking Shack, Harry has crept behind Voldemort undetected and pokes him in the back. Snape uses this distraction to disarm Voldemort, and he kills Nagini, then diasspartes with Harry. (I so wanted Snape to 'save' Harry or the trio) They arrive back in the tunnel and take off for the castle where Snape then joins the good side and helps fights alongside the Order and Hogwarts, killing Dolohov before he gets to Lupin. Meanwhile Harry sneaks off to DD's office with the memories and everything plays out the same. Snape then marries a muggle and they have 7 kids. Snape and his wife own a Dark Magic Store company selling illegal dark items on the black market. (Well, he can't be all good, now can he?) As an old man, Snape causes trouble on the Retirement Ward at St. Mungos. Apparently he refused to use their shampoo because it smelled good.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:05 pm (#7 of 15)

mona amon - Jul 1, 2008 9:02 pm (#10 of 136)

I wanted to actually write a scene from the 'epilogue' where Severus is on platform nine and three quarters with his muggle wife and step-daughter, talking to Harry while his son boards the Hogwarts Express, but darn it, writing fanfiction is not as easy as I thought it would be!

So I'll just write out the highlights of what I imagine would have happened to Sev if he had survived-

He lets go of his bitterness, grows up, opens his heart to others, moves on. Maybe not all at once, but I've always imagined that Voldemort's death was what was necessary for Severus to move on.

He does not go back to Hogwarts. After a brief period of training he becomes a healer at St. Mungo's, specialising in Dark Magic injuries.

He marries a muggle, a cousin of Hermione, who brings her to St. Mungo's to get a magical cure for her daughter who is ill. That's how they meet.

He sells Spinners End and moves in to his wife's house in a muggle neighbourhood. He starts dressing like a muggle, wearing wizarding robes only to work. (I love his billowing black bat-like robes, but this is how the scenario played out in my mind.)

They have a son whom they name Albus Harry Snape.

And umm...they live happily ever after! And yes, Severus does start shampooing his hair at some point.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:05 pm (#8 of 15)

Orion - Jul 2, 2008 6:37 am (#13 of 136) Edited Jul 2, 2008 7:39 am

Continuation of my post over at the poll, Snape still married to Narcissa, still with son Draco:

Draco got the shock of his life at the sorting when he sat there, clutching the seat and thinking fervently “not Gryffindor, not Gryffindor”, and suddenly the Sorting Hat roared at him “You’re sorted into Gryffindor and that’s my last word! Where do you think you are, McDonalds? I’m sick and tired of all these special requests! No sod off, we haven’t got all day.”  

When Draco went to his table shaking and white, he was convinced he would be bullied but he got along quite well, because he was really a friendly little soul and, let’s face it, rich kids always have friends.

The reason for the Snape-Blacks’ wealth was that Narcissa had managed to part Lucius of most of his money at the divorce, successfully claiming he had forced her to be a DE, and she had received a generous dowry, so the money in the Snape-Black family came mostly from her side. Snape had had a success with his revised edition of Advanced Potion Making, and it was sold worldwide, but the Wizarding Community is not big enough to make an author rich.

His next two books weren’t so well received. His second book, “A Guide To Occlumency” sold poorly because he was just rubbish at explaining it. His third book, “Flying Without A Broom”  wasn’t even printed because the publishers thought they were being made fun of. Snape went to work at the Ministry in the Department of Mysteries where he worked on counter-curses and finally invented a shield charm against AKs, involving Legilimency and a few seconds of prescience. It was a big success and made AKs go out of fashion.

The Snape-Blacks bought a lovely cottage in Dorset and an expensive house in Mayfair, London. They had a second child, a girl named Cassiopeia Eileen. To general astonishment she grew up to look stunning. She had inherited the water lily blondness of her mum and had only a little hint of a roman nose. Later she married George Weasley, whom she had met at Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes in London.

The only person little Draco had trouble with was a certain Harry Potter, a spoiled, pampered brat with even richer parents than his own. Harry and his mates Dean and Seamus picked on him, which Snape only learned when he collected his son one day from the Hogwarts Express and found him puffy-eyed and snuffling with his equally annoyed friends Hermione and Ron, because Harry had hexed and bullied him on the train. A shouting match ensued, in which Snape threatened to hex Harry’s ears to his buttocks “without taking them off first” and James yelled back the only place from which Snape would be able to see that would be beyond the veil. Whereupon Snape chose the rustic option and punched him on the nose, sent his spectacles flying and disarmed Lily, finally stalking off with Draco, both their beaks high in the air and with a snorting Narcissa in tow, who had never liked that Potter poser and his snappy redhead girlfriend who Slughorn had always fawned over.

The Snape-Blacks kept a pony for the children, called Crabby, and a Thestral for transport, called Ugly, or, as Severus called him “The Bloody Thing In The Stables That Eats One Galleon’s Worth Of Meat Every Week.”. Severus was a born and bred city boy and his parents had never kept pets, so he didn’t like animals much, but Narcissa insisted on keeping the Thestral. It was a matter of status. All rich people had them. They also had a house-elf called Ginny.

The children took turns to ride the pony, but they were scared of Ugly because they couldn?t see him and occasionally bumped into him which they found creepy. So they stayed well away from the range behind the cottage. Crabby was glad to have company. Unable to see Ugly, the pony could nevertheless smell him and simply assumed that the Thestral was a normal horse with a terrific camouflage coat.

Draco often invited his friends Ron and Hermione to dinner. Hermione was a pleasant guest, but she annoyed Ginny the house-elf with her attempts to agitate her for her SPEW project. Ginny wouldn’t hear a word of it, but the subject came up at the dinner table once and again. Hermione didn’t only want to free the house-elves, but also help the Squibs to get some magical abilities. “Forget it,”, Snape used to say, “It’s impossible.” But one evening, when the subject was brought up again, he fiddled with his wand after dessert and said dreamily “What if it’s the wand? Maybe they haven’t found the right core?”

Everybody stared at him. He felt uncomfortable. “Well,” he said defensively, “it’s not the canon theory, but you can always speculate, can’t you?” and shuffled his feet as everybody continued to stare at him. In the following night, he dreamt of a gigantic scaly thing rearing in front of him and staring at him with red eyes. He awoke with a yelp. An idea started to form in his mind. What if the missing core came from a serpent?

It had to be a magical serpent, not the common-or-garden snakes of the muggle world. He decided to send an owl to Dumbledore with a polite request to use Hogwarts’ capacious library. He read everything about snakes of all kinds, including Basilisks. Then he asked his little daughter, who was a 100 percent Slytherin and proud of it, whether there were any snakes living at Hogwarts - maybe Hagrid, the professor for Care Of Magical Creatures, bred them? “Oh, no, daddy,”, she giggled, “the only snake I’ve ever seen was in that yucky toilet, the one with the ghost. It’s on one of the taps.” “What, a real snake????”  “Oh, DADDY. Not a living snake! A brass one. It’s, you know, stuck on. Like the little pink unicorns on my school bag!”

Severus felt his spine tingle. The next day he took Ugly (because broomsticks gave him blisters) and flew to Hogwarts. He soon found the little brass serpent in Moaning Myrtles bathroom, glinting in the weak and dirty lamp light. Together with a Ministry buddy, a Durmstrang graduate who was one of only three Parseltongues living in Britain, he managed to open the tunnel a week later. Since they suspected a gigantic Basilisk down in the basement they wrenched two chipped mirrors from the wall and slithered down the tunnel to the Chamber of Secrets. Holding the mirrors in front of them like shields, they crept into the Chamber, where the sleeping animal sniffed, sneezed, reared, tried to stare them down and committed instant suicide. Severus felt a bit overwhelmed by the gigantic size of the body, but he remembered an excellent home-made curse called “Sectumsempra.” The body split open.

“Oh wow,”, said the Ministry buddy, looking impressed, “good one, mate.” Together they cut the serpent into little pieces and conjured them to the Ministry where they spent months in the Department of Mysteries experimenting with them. A young apprentice of Ollivander’s, called Luna Lovegood, was delegated to work with them on different kinds of wood, length and serpent parts. Now and then they took some test exemplars up to Hogwarts to have them tried by Filch, but to no avail. But one day Filch wearily took a wand made of elder and basilisk intestine and flicked it. The wall opposite exploded. Filch flicked it again. A desk turned into a warthog and galloped off yelping in terror. The wand for squibs was invented! Filch wept, hugged and snogged Snape. (Snape: “Ick! Gerroff!”)

The global internet community of Squibs boarded planes and trains and flocked to Ollivander’s to buy an elder and basilisk wand. Luna kept turning up in the Snape-Black household for dinner. Draco, who had adored Hermione for ages, finally had to accept that she loved Ron and found out that Luna was actually as bright as Hermione and charming, too. When they married, Narcissa was overjoyed. Long ago she had resigned herself to the fact that her husband was a halfblood. It had bothered her at first, but she had learned to tuck the feeling into a very dark cupboard of her soul, lock the door and simply forget about it. But it pleased her no end that Draco had married a pureblood. (She kept calling Luna “Loony” in her absence, though.)


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Joanna Lupin - Jul 3, 2008 6:54 am (#18 of 136)

“I've had enough trouble for a lifetime,” Harry said and turned to leave the circular office. Before he had time to reach the door, however, it flew open with a bang.

“You think so, Potter?!” Snarled Severus Snape as he staggered into the office. His face was marble white, but his expression was endearingly livid.

“You're alive,” Harry said warily.

“Disappointed? Why, I wouldn't expect you to remember,” he drew a tiny vial from his pocket. "Stopper to death, Potter. Very useful to carry around."

Snape strode past the bemused trio and started emptying the pensieve of his thoughts.

“Of course, the Chosen One did not have enough thinking space left in his tiny brain to comprehend that I might have a reason not to boast of my private life to the general public...”

“I wanted to clear your name,” said Harry defiantly, glaring at Snape.

“Noble as always,” Snape sneered. "Get out of my office, Potter, and show your bravery by fighting your way through the little crowd there."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the office having no idea what they were in for. The moment they emerged they were surrounded by giggling girls.

“Where's Professor Snape?” One demanded of them.

“Er-,” said Harry, perplexed.

“Do you think he'll give us his autograph?” Shouted another.

“Autograph?” Stammered Hermione.

“Sure,” piped up Ron. "He's just gone up to put on some hair lotion."

Thinking that the world had gone mad, the three of them pushed their way through the crowd, and wondering how the role of celebrity will suit Snape...

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:06 pm (#10 of 15)

PeskyPixie - Jul 3, 2008 8:09 pm (#21 of 136) Edited Jul 3, 2008 9:21 pm

“Minerva, Minerva!” squeaked a voice as a small figure rushed into the Deputy Headmistress’s study. Minerva McGonagall looked up. “Have you retrieved the body from the Shrieking Shack, Filius? Take it -him- to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey and Hagrid will meet you there. You will please assist them in preparing . . . ”

“It’s gone, Minerva!”

McGonagall sat up straight in the chair which had once belonged to Albus Dumbledore and until that evening, to Severus Snape. “What do you mean ‘gone’ ?“

“Gone. Not present. I’ve searched the grounds thoroughly, tried Summoning Charms, there’s no trace of him anywhere. Do you suppose the Death Eaters took back one of their –“

“The Death Eaters are awaiting their trials in Azkaban. Many more should have been awaiting their funerals, but it seems as though I was the only Order member willing to fight to the death” she said tartly. “Besides, I believe Potter’s story."

“Then what has happened, Minerva?"

“I don’t know, Filius. I don’t know.”


Nineteen years later . . . . .

It was a beautiful evening. The soft breeze, the rhythm of the waves, the magnificent setting sun, the promise of an evening of celebration with his family, were all so different from his experiences as a child. How strange that one should grow fonder and fonder of birthdays as one grew older.

Harry checked his watch again. Patience had never been one of his virtues and sitting alone at a table for thirty was not helping. When are they going to get here? he wondered. How long does it take a person to drive to the nearby stretch of deserted beach to pick up the rest of the Weasleys from their message-in-a-bottle portkey? Of course, then he has to make a stop on the way back to gather Ginny and the children from their day out, but still, with Hermione coaching him they should have made it back to the resort by now. Harry snorted. ‘The only way Ron can pass his driving test is if he Confunds the examiner,’ he thought.

“Look . . .at . . .me.”

Harry froze. Was it possibly what he thought it was? No, it couldn’t be. Only my imagination, he told himself. It’s just the wind. Besides, he’s dead. He’s been dead for a while now . . .and I never got to thank him.

“Look . . .at . . .me.”

Harry’s spine tingled. No, this was no trick of the wind. There was no mistaking that voice he knew all too well.

“Look at me!”  the voice commanded with a hiss.

Harry leapt to his feet, resisting the urge to draw his wand, and looked around wildly. There, behind him at a table for four in a dark corner sat Severus Snape. Harry blinked, rubbed his eyes and blinked again. He cautiously approached the little table, clutching the handle of his wand in his pocket, and he stared.

Snape was clad in his usual black. He had exchanged his robes for black pants and an odd-looking tailored, long-sleeved, buttoned up jacket which nearly reached his knees, over which he still wore a traveling cloak. Most likely he was making an effort to blend in with his surroundings, but at best he looked like a slightly dotty Muggle. Even in his dumbstruck state Harry marveled at how a man who had been raised in a Muggle house and had a Muggle father could be such a complete clueless Archie about Muggle attire. Then again, if this really was Snape, he probably did not give a pixie’s puff what Muggles thought of him. His hair was parted as ever in two curtains around a thin, sallow face and his black eyes glittered at Harry.

“No, Potter, I am not an Inferius nor am I any other creation of Dark Magic. For further proof that I am not an imposter, during your third year of schooling at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a certain Miss Granger and yourself made use of a Ministry appointed time-turner in order to assist the convicted murderer Black to escape. Yes, Potter, I know. I always knew. Sit down.”

Harry was speechless. What did one say when one’s childhood tormentor and protector returned from the dead to show up during cocktail hour, on one’s birthday, in a tropical Muggle resort? The whole situation was too bizarre for words. Putting on what he hoped was a normal cheerful voice he boomed heartily, “It’s a pleasure to see you again. I’m sure we don’t need to be so formal anymore. Please call me Harry.”

“I believe I told you to sit down, Potter?”

Harry sat. “Listen, S-Severus-“

Snape’s eyes flashed menacingly and Harry quickly closed his mouth. “I was not under the impression that you were an associate of mine, Potter,” he said in the familiar curt manner, his thin lips curling.

Harry’s mouth was dry. This was going all wrong. He had often imagined meeting Snape beyond the veil and thought of what he would say at the time. For some odd reason, beyond-the-veil Snape tended to be a mellow fellow. The Snape on this side of the veil however, was as severe as he had ever been in Harry’s youth. Harry tried to remind himself that he was no longer fourteen years old.

“Look,” he said, trying to smile but failing horribly, “you were my mum’s best friend and you’ve done so much for me, her son. Don’t think it hasn’t taken me a long time to get used to the idea, because it has, but you are as important a part of my life as my father’s best mates.?

“I’m flattered to be included among such dignified company,” sneered Snape, “but please, I implore you to resist the urge to call me Uncle Sev. During our brief period of interaction I was your professor and you, moronic though you proved yourself to be, were my student. Thus, should you feel the burning need to call me anything at all your choices are limited to ‘Professor’ and ‘Sir’. Do I make myself plain?”

“Yes ‘sir,’ “  muttered Harry remembering all at once why it had been so easy to desire to drown Snape in his own cauldron. ‘Mind your temper,’ he told himself. ‘You’re an adult now, and as horrible as Snape still appears to be, he gave his life to –‘

“Hey, wait a minute,” said Harry suddenly, “what are you doing here anyway? You’re supposed to be six feet under!”

To Be Continued ...

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:23 pm (#11 of 15)

PeskyPixie - Jul 23, 2008 7:03 pm (#75 of 136) Edited Jul 23, 2008 8:40 pm


(continued from post #38)

Snape”s sneer grew more pronounced. “Surely the Chosen One is capable of putting two and two together? Ah yes, forgive me, I had forgotten that you chose not to complete your education.”

Harry bit down hard on his lip and stared daggers at Snape whose black eyes flashed triumphantly. Finally Harry sighed, shaking his head, and said, “How did you survive, Professor? We thought you died right in front of us in the Shrieking Shack. Say,” he began to get excited, ‘you didn’t happen to have that ‘Stopper of Death’ thing on you when it happened, did you?”

Snape was tracing the rim of his glass of red wine with a long finger, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He stared at Harry for a long moment before answering, “You really are dim, aren’t you, Potter? Funny, I had reason to believe that you had actually found employment as an Auror.”

Harry glared at Snape, hating every last greasy inch of him. Snape continued, “For your personal records, my little dunderhead, ‘Stopper of Death’ is a term commonly used in Dark circles to refer to that creation of Dark Magic known as the horcrux. Write that down. Memorize it. It may assist in your quest to become a ‘Dark wizard catcher’.”

Snape paused and seemed to breathe in the pleasure of insulting Harry which he had been long denied.

“Thank you for the lecture, Professor,” said Harry, sarcasm creeping into his voice against his will, “but I think I have a bit more experience with horcruxes than you do. And forgive me for not being personally acquainted with the Dark Arts, but at least I have an old expert like you to learn from!”

Snape’s eyes were slits. “Manners, Potter. If I were to Disapparate at this moment you would spend the rest of your life exerting your famed mental prowess in search of a simple solution to a simple question. Then again, simple is a relative term . . . “ He smiled nastily at Harry before continuing in a delicate whisper of a voice, “It all comes down to the wand one carries to battle, does it not?”

Harry edged closer to his former Potions Master to hear him more clearly. “What do you mean ‘sir’ ?”

“Exactly what I said,” said Snape, more quietly yet. “It all comes down to the wand. I daresay you have had the opportunity to utilize a variety of wands during crucial moments of your otherwise dreary existence?”

Snape smiled enigmatically. “Oh, many extraordinary things are possible for the Master of the Elder wand.”

Harry blinked mutely at Snape for a few moments before stammering, “Elder Wand? The Master of the - you mean - what did I have to do with it?”

“Nothing.”

“But you just said –“

“I spoke of the Master of the Elder Wand. I certainly do not recall mentioning you. Perhaps you are hearing voices again?” smirked Snape, clearly reveling in Harry’s confusion.

“But the Elder Wand, the Master of it, I’m it, that’s me, I mean, I am the Master of the Elder Wand.”

“You flatter yourself, Potter,” sneered Snape. “Clearly, even time has not managed to deflate your overlarge head.”

A vein pulsed steadily in Harry’s temple and he gritted his teeth in an attempt to remain civil. “Listen, I’m not making stuff up and I’m not hearing voices. However, I do hope I am hallucinating.”

Snape’s black eyes glittered but he did not interrupt.

Harry continued, “In the rare chance that you are actually sitting in front of me, let’s get one thing straight. Dumbledore told me himself that I was the Master of the Elder Wand. Yeah, that’s right, Dumbledore. While you were snoozing in the Shrieking Shack I was somewhere between life and death and Dumbledore visited me and told me himself that you were supposed to get the wand, but you didn’t. Draco got to it first, didn’t he? Draco beat you both, but I beat him, and Dumbledore as good as told me that I was the Master of the Elder Wand.”

“Don’t blame Dumbledore for your own stupidity,” snarled Snape so viciously that Harry blanched. “Don’t you dare blame Albus Dumbledore for your own moronic deductions! If I ever hear you besmirching his memory again I will personally curse you into oblivion!?

Never during his entire tumultuous relationship with Snape had Harry seen him as worked up as he now was, not when Sirius had escaped from Hogwarts, or even the time when Harry had sneaked a peek into the former Potions Master's private Pensieve memories. Snape's dark eyes were wild and he was trembling.

It was quite obvious to Harry that he would get nowhere until he calmed down his mother’s nutty childhood friend. “I’m sorry, Professor,” he said gently. “I didn’t mean it like that. Dumbledore was a great wizard.”

“Great wizard,” muttered Snape bitterly. “Great wizard. He wasn’t merely a great wizard, he was the greatest. He was a genius and he sacrificed himself for your and your idiotic friends.”

“You’re right,” said Harry tentatively. “He died for all he believed in, for all he loved.” Then, in a moment of daring he continued, “You are extremely like him in that way.”

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:24 pm (#12 of 15)

Chemyst - Jul 4, 2008 3:18 pm (#30 of 136) Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read. ~ Groucho Marx Edited Jul 4, 2008 4:33 pm

The True Story of Snape's Passage to the Dark Side
an epilogue by Chemyst


The numbers tumbled slowly around the face of the old combination lock. They had not been turned since that distant autumn when the U-Hoard-It storage facility had held their Grand Opening specials. The lock hadn't fully rusted yet, but it was definitely offering some resistance. Snape gave it another tap of his wand and the numbers reversed to turn counterclockwise. He was thankful he hadn't had to upgrade to one of those electronic keyless entry systems – magic and muggle circuitry never did mix well. It was about to become a moot point; he wouldn't be in need of either one after today.

He had sold his old house at Spinner's End to a developer years ago when the old thread mill was converted to upscale lofts. Most houses in the neighborhood had long since met with the wrecking ball. The riverfront was now lined with charming bistros and garden pubs, while the houses further from the riverbank had been replaced with businesses that fit a mix of commercial and light industrial zoning– like the self-storage facility where he now stood. A small cluster of houses at the end of The End had been spared though. They were deemed to have 'historical architectural merit' and had been preserved for use as artisans' cottages and the selling of their wares.

Snape's old house had been one of these, and in an uncharacteristic impulse of curiosity he had stopped there earlier. That had probably been a mistake. The current shopkeeper was in her 30's and possessed a bubbly earth-goddess personality that overrode her plain features. Snape's initial impression was that of a woman who ought to be thrown under a natural waterfall; a very deep one.

His 5-minute visit to his old home had been a nightmare. Almost before he'd cleared the threshold she had met him with a dramatic gasp, followed by a hand-waving pronouncement that she sensed "an aura of greatness and majesty" around him and asked if he had been descended from a prince. It was a sales come-on, intended to make him feel important. He narrowed his eyes at the false flattery in a way that had often made former Hogwarts students shiver in their seats. The shop mistress took no notice of it however, and blithely chattered on with her sales spiel.

Snape noticed how his old floors and the bookshelves had been preserved. The window had been replaced by a new one with plastic mullions. A set of metal shelving units had been added to divide the room into narrow aisles; and all of them were crammed with snow-globe dragons, multi-colored crystals, horoscope charts, figurines of fairies, night-wind chimes, chakra candleholders, coffee mugs emblazoned with zodiac signs, dream catchers, and porcelain plates with hand-painted cats. "Well, the originals were painted by hand, of course, but these are such good copies that no?" the woman was explaining.

“I'm sorry,” Snape interrupted as he tried to make an excuse to leave, "I thought this shop sold exclusive items."

“Oh, yes!” she bubbled on without missing a beat, "those would be the Homeopathic Herbs and Cleansers! I keep them in the next room. In the original house that room was used as the kitchen. Come, I'll show you. The East side is best for health, you know. When I came here, the feng shui energies in this place were just off the chart. The former owner must have lived an extraordinarily strictly-balanced life."

Severus couldn't help it. He was being drawn into his old kitchen. So many jars. So neatly labeled. It looked almost as much like a muggle version of his former office at Hogwarts as it did an herb shop.

The shopkeeper had been babbling on about the different products. This week's special was handmade goat milk soap. But Snape hadn't really been paying attention until he suddenly was aware the room was quiet and she was looking at him expectantly. Snape blinked.

“Were you looking for something in particular?” she repeated.

“Powdered root of asphodel,” Snape blurted out the first thing he thought of.

“I'm sorry; I carry only the whole dried roots. Asphodel just doesn't sell well enough to make stocking the powder practical. But if you like, I . . . . .”

“No,” he cut her off. "One dried root will be fine;" figuring that buying something would be his quickest way out.

“Alright, then. I can wrap that up for you. Did you know that the ancient Greeks often planted these near tombs? They believed it was the food of the Underworld.” But Snape wasn't listening. He had picked up his package and left.

Ten minutes later he was opening the lock on his storage unit, and now the latching device popped up. He opened the door. The room was filled with books. Books that had once been at home in a place where now plush toy unicorns were being hawked alongside refrigerator magnets with pictures of Celtic runes on them. Bloody commercialism. That wasn't the lifestyle he'd imagined he was fighting for back then.

The books were to be shipped off to Hermione Weasley. She was homeschooling her young children now and they would have the most use for them. 'They will be well-prepared for Hogwarts then; better than most of my students ever were,' he thought, 'Yes; there would be a wizarding future. Not all of my sacrifice has been discounted.'

The only other item in storage was a small smoky quartz phial filled with the last of the anti-venom. Last year he had depleted the final dosage of his cache in Gringott's vault. The potions master had never been successful in completely counteracting the snake's poison, and ever since the war his health had been dependent upon taking an annual booster. He had known this day would come. With no more Nagini to milk, there could never be any more antidote. He had kept his last ounce of hope safe here in the muggle world . . . a final resort for when all else would fail.

He picked up the phial, conscious that he held a year in his hand, after which he would pass beyond the veil. Snape drank it down to the very last drop. . . . now, all that was left was to apply for one of those credit cards! The kind with no interest accruing until July of 2009. "Crass Materialism, Here I come!" he smiled. He would switch sides at The End.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:25 pm (#13 of 15)

Julia H. - Jul 8, 2008 8:21 am (#39 of 136)

Professor Snape, who had miraculously survived the snake's bite, was too ill to be taken to St Mungo's, so he was treated by Madame Pomfrey. He did not mind it because he resented the idea of being weak and vulnerable and he wanted as few people around as possible. He could hardly speak because of his injury.

To his surprise, however, he had visitors. A bit teary-eyed Professor McGonagall scolded him for not confiding his secret in at least one person in the school or in the Order. (In a slightly different tone, she had already expressed the same opinion in front of Dumbledore's portrait, who finally talked to the teachers of Hogwarts.) Professor Slughorn sat there and talked about various topics for an exhaustingly long time. Hagrid brought a hastily wrapped package and muttered that the students Snape had sent to do detention with him had founded the tradition of magically signing his teapot. The teapot was almost totally covered with names and Hagrid gave it to Snape as a present.

But his first visitor was Harry Potter, who brought him back his memories in a flask and later visited him again, when Snape had already gained some strength. It was difficult to start talking: there was no hatred between them now but neither of them could define the new feelings replacing the old ones. Snape, who could speak now a little better, asked Harry about George Weasley and told him he had recently invented a potion and a spell which together could grow back a lost ear. (It had not been tested yet but in theory, it should work.)

Just as they were discussing this, the door opened and Kingsley Shacklebolt entered, accompanied by two other Ministry wizards. Kingsley explained that he had to take Snape to the Ministry for questioning: his actions in the previous years had to be investigated. Harry started to argue with Kingsley, who said he gave full credit to Harry's words, yet the law obliged him to start an official legal process. Harry was furious and Snape, astonished, saw that the boy was already waving his wand at the new minister. "It is enough, Harry", he said firmly. Then, as he was just turning to Kingsley, he noticed the expression of confused surprise on Harry Potter's face and understood the reason at once: for the first time in his life, Snape had called him "Harry".

He was taken to the Ministry and kept there in a small room until the day of his trial. A few hours after leaving Hogwarts, his wound started to hurt so much that he eventually fainted. It was because the bandage Madame Pomfrey had put on the wound had to be changed several times a day since the painkiller on it lost its effect after a while. When he came to, someone was gently treating his wound. It was Madame Pomfrey, who had come to London and insisted on being allowed to visit her patient. It turned out that Madame Pomfrey had discovered Snape's secret months before.

Early on, she could tell Dumbledore was dying by looking at his withered hand and she also guessed it must have been Snape who had saved him from immediate death. Later, as she was treating the injured students, she soon found out the injuries were always caused by the Carrows but students were often brought or sent to her by the headmaster. Then one night she secretly watched him going to a very strangely injured student, for whom she had not been able to find the proper treatment, and she heard him mutter some incantation over the wounds of the girl, who was feeling much better in the morning. Hearing Snape's story from Harry, Madame Pomfrey was not remotely surprised. Now she continued treating the imprisoned wizard and she did so with a sort of motherly care that Snape had never experienced in his life.

Harry did everything he could to help Snape in the upcoming trial. Since Snape, bitter and resentful, was determined that there should be no public viewing of any memories and since portraits were not acceptable witnesses at trials, Harry had to find as many witnesses in Snape's defense as possible. Hermione did the legal research.

Preparing for the trial, it was necessary that Harry and Snape should talk about the past. Their conversations, business-like at first, slowly became more and more personal. They talked about Dumbledore and made amazing discoveries. Harry also found Draco and persuaded him to tell his own part in the events leading to Dumbledore's death and how Snape had saved his life. Harry thought this was one of the important details but Snape was unwilling to mention Draco on his own so Draco had to come and tell his story himself. Narcissa disapproved of Draco's involvement in the process but with some pressure from Harry, Draco's better nature (?) won.

At the trial, Harry Potter made a brilliant speech he had never thought he would ever be able to make. Snape was acquitted of all charges and many of the large audience present at the trial went home rather convinced that Severus Snape was a real hero.


Snape himself went home to Spinner's End and a few days later he saved a muggle girl, who, not even knowing about magic, found herself the target of some evil wizards who were still free. She was shocked and traumatized and still in danger so Snape gave her shelter in his own house.

Cured now, he went back to Hogwarts to take part in the rebuilding process: all the teachers participated in making the school suitable for use before the new school-year started. Snape soon made it clear that he had had quite enough of being the headmaster and that Slughorn should keep the Potions job and his Head of House position as long as he wanted, while he, Snape, would be satisfied to teach the DADA classes. Someone had to test whether the curse had indeed been lifted with Riddle's death and he was ready to do it. (The curse was lifted but they had to wait a whole year before they could be sure.)

With less schoolwork to do, he could concentrate more on his renewed interest in inventing spells (the re-growing of George's ear was a great success) and he was also able to sometimes get away from the school and go to Spinner's End, where the presence of a woman had brought about surprisingly nice changes. The rescued girl was getting better after Snape had bought her (at Diagon Alley) a magic harp that had a healing effect on anyone who played it. Since she was a musician (she played in an orchestra), Snape thought the instrument would be a good present for her. She was often alone so she had plenty of time to play the harp and she was rapidly recovering from the shock of her first encounter with magic. She also understood that not all wizards were evil... Interestingly enough, though the harp was said to heal only the person playing it, listening to the girl as she was playing the harp had a clear healing effect on Snape's troubled soul.

When the evil wizards from whom the girl was hiding were finally arrested by the aurors (before that happened, Snape had had the opportunity to demonstrate his dueling skills once or twice) and the girl could at last go home, they both realized they would much rather stay together forever. (In the background the magic harp switched to "orchestra" mode and gently began to play Una furtiva lagrima from Donizetti's L'elisir d'amore...) They soon got married and moved to Hogsmeade. In due course, there came a time when Severus Snape was holding a baby boy in his hands: a new-born wizard, who, with one flick of his yet wandless little hands, could double the amount of milk his muggle mother was able to give him.

The family was further growing in the coming years, so the father finally accepted a repeated job offer from St Mungo's dark arts injuries department. From that moment on, he had to divide his work-time between Hogwarts and the hospital but in both places he did the jobs he most liked doing and he still had much more free time than earlier, during the war. He soon became the most renowned "white" specialist of the dark arts in the wizarding world. But his greatest interest now was not the dark arts. It was watching his children grow and learn and make their choices.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:26 pm (#14 of 15)

Julia H.- Jul 13, 2008 8:02 am (#56 of 136) Edited Jul 13, 2008 9:07 am

The little boy was standing next to the coffee table in the living room. With one hand, he was holding on to one of the legs of the table. He was watching intently a black-haired man sitting on the floor at a little distance from him. The man, who had exactly the same black eyes as the child, was making tiny movements with a wand from which colorful sparks were issuing, forming various shapes before disappearing.

“Come,” said Severus Snape, holding his wand a little closer to the child. With his free hand, the boy reached for the source of this magic but it was too far away. Instead of the sparks, now bubbles of various colors were coming from the tip of the wand. The child, apparently not even noticing what he was doing, slowly let go of the leg of the table and took a shaky step towards his father.

One step... two steps.... three steps... The tiny hands grasped the wand and the next moment the child, just about to fall, was caught by his father's arms.

“He can walk!” Snape said, standing up with his son in his arms. "Did you see?"

His wife had been watching them for a while. She loved watching her husband play with their child. She loved seeing this stern man with the traces of so many dark experiences carved into his face become a younger, happier man in the presence of their baby. She smiled. The little boy was turning the wand in his hands, laughing as now the sparks and then the bubbles were coming.

“He will be a great wizard”  she said. "Just like you, Severus."

The shadow of a cloud seemed to appear in Snape's black eyes, hiding, for a moment, the glow of fatherly pride. He shook his head.

“No,” he said quietly. "Not like me. Better. Better cared for, better loved.... he will be a better wizard and a better man."

He held up his son high, as only fathers can hold their children, and looked up at him.

“Promise?”

The little boy, delighted at being lifted up, laughed again. "Pommi," he said, waving his father's wand with all his might.

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megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 4:27 pm (#15 of 15)

legolas returns - Oct 31, 2008 11:58 am (#118 of 136)

I have thought of an alternative epilogue. Here is my thinking behind my choice of epilogue. I am not going to write any text but describe what I would like to see.

I was wondering whether Snape would be able to go on after he died or would he become a ghost? I wonder if after protecting Harry and giving Harry the memories he felt that he had paid enough for his earlier crimes? I was wondering if he could not cope with the idea that Harry had to die because he would have ultimately failed in protecting him? For my epilogue he hasn’t moved on (whereas I think he had by the end of the book) and released so he becomes a ghost tortured by guilt.

I imaging Snape following Harry into the forest and seeing him "die". Once Harry had been hit I could imagine him flying away and haunting the playground where he first met Lily and his family home in regret. Years later (probably a few years after the epilogue) the house becomes condemned and he goes back to Hogwarts. He goes to Dumbledore’s grave and confesses his remaining guilt and regrets. He then decides to haunt the shrieking shack because he has nowhere else to go. On the way he spots a memorial to the Hogwarts heroes who died. He looks through the names and does not find Harry’s name and he wonders why. He comes out of the shack in the day to investigate. He spots James acting much like his Grandfather and Albus sticking up for person in a way that reminds him of Lily. Snape hovers in the background unseen. He was about to intervene when James and Albus then begin to bicker. James tells his brother to keep his nose out of things and goes back to the castle. Someone from Albus year speaks to him and calls him "Potter". Snape realises that Harry had lived after all. Albus is described as looking very like mini-Harry in the epilogue. Harry looks very like his father except he has Lily’s eyes. Snape finally sees Lily in someone who so closely looks like the man he hated. His guilt is eased and he finally feels at peace or as close to peace as is possible.


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Discussion for Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape
megfox* - Dec 12, 2008 3:53 pm
Edited Dec 12, 2008 4:29 pm

This thread is for discussion and comments about the stories on the Epilogue for Severus Snape thread. Please keep all discussion and chatty type posts on this thread, and out of the stories!

Link to the original thread on the Lexicon Forum: Write Your Own Epilogue for Severus Snape.

EDIT: Okay, we are ready to go. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please email them to me at jettabugfox@gmail.com. If you notice that I missed any stories, please let me know so that I can transfer them here!

Have fun!

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Potteraholic - Dec 12, 2008 8:28 pm (#1 of 3)

megfox*,

I just wanted to say, "THANK YOU" for a job well done and here's 200 points for your house!



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severusisn'tevil - Jan 3, 2009 1:52 am (#2 of 3)

I second PAH. That was beautiful. I think I'll start one. I haven't written any fics lately, but have instead contented myself with having imagined conversations with characters.

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PeskyPixie - Jan 2, 2009 11:03 pm (#3 of 3)
Edited by megfox* Jan 5, 2009 1:19 am

Great work, megfox*! Thank you.

I look forward to posting the next bit of my Snapilogue soon.

Edit: I just moved this thread from the Snape Epilogue to the discussion thread. Please try to keep comments off of the actual epilogue thread! I don't think this was intentional, so this is just a friendly reminder. All right, carry on!


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Archivist's note:  Sadly the Fanfiction thread ended here.  If PeskyPixie completed her story, it was on a thread that wasn't saved when World Crossing closed.