His Wife | Severus Snape x OC

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"Rosabelle, I've been thinking of cutting my hair," he said, his voice laced with uncertainty. "What do you think?"

Severus found himself in a moment of vulnerability, standing before Rosabelle, his question hanging in the air. He sought her opinion on whether he should part ways with his signature long hair. Rosabelle's eyes danced with affection as she gazed at her beloved husband, her heart swelling with adoration.

Severus carried a lifelong burden of insecurities tied to his hair and face, a constant reminder of the painful memories involving James Potter and his companions. Their relentless torment haunted him, leaving deep scars on his self-esteem.

Merlin, it seemed that Sirius Black took pleasure in exploiting Severus' vulnerabilities, perpetuating his anguish with every encounter. Every time Severus walked by, Sirius would intentionally reach out and forcefully yank his hair.

These acts of bullying, both overt and subtle, caused profound sadness in Severus. They fueled his insecurities, amplifying the pain of his past. Severus carried the wounds inflicted upon him, a constant reminder of the cruelty he endured at the hands of those who delighted in his suffering.

Rosabelle's gaze traveled affectionately over his hair, cherishing every strand and the way it framed his face. She couldn't help but smile, her eyes sparkling with adoration.

"Severus," she began with a tender smile, "your hair is a part of you that I've grown to love."

A mischievous glint danced in her eyes as she remembered the delightful groans that escaped his lips when she pulled his hair gently during their passionate kisses. She stepped closer, unable to resist running her fingers through his dark locks, savoring their silky texture. 

"But I must admit," she continued, her voice filled with a teasing lilt, "there is something undeniably thrilling about the way your hair entwines between my fingers when we share a kiss."

Her confession ignited a playful glimmer in Severus's eyes, and a hint of a smirk graced his lips. He couldn't deny the delight that surged through him whenever Rosabelle indulged in that mischievous act.

Rosabelle was well aware of Severus' troubled past, intimately familiar with every painful detail. She had witnessed the torment he endured firsthand, for she too had been a witness to the bullying. She was a prefect back then. There was a sense of bitter satisfaction in her duty, as she frequently found herself deducting points from Gryffindor due to the misdeeds of the Marauders.

The situation took an ironic turn when news of Severus' confession to Rosabelle reached the ears of the Marauders. James Potter couldn't hide his relief at the thought of Lily being free from Severus' influence. However, Sirius Black's reaction was far from calm—he was consumed by anger.

It was no secret that Sirius harbored a deep crush on Rosabelle, and it seemed that everyone was aware of it. How could they not be? Rosabelle's exceptional beauty, intelligence, and charm made her one of the most renowned students at Hogwarts. Her magnetic personality only added to her allure, captivating the hearts of many.

Including Severus Snape.

Rosabelle possessed an irresistible quality that kept him irresistibly drawn to her. It was the way she would join him in secret escapades to the kitchen, their shared moments tucked away from prying eyes. It was the tender kisses she planted on his cheeks whenever they greeted each other, a sweet gesture that warmed his heart and created a sense of intimacy between them.

Love had always eluded him, slipping through his fingers like sand. Though his mother cared for him in her own imperfect manner, he yearned for a deeper connection. And when he discovered the blossoming emotions he held for Rosabelle, he couldn't bear the thought of losing her.

The realization struck him with a profound force, awakening a longing within his soul. He knew he had to seize this chance at love, to hold onto Rosabelle and never let go. The intensity of his emotions propelled him forward, pushing him to take action and pursue a future where they could be together.

And now, in this very moment, they stood together. Rosabelle Snape belonged to him, and him only.