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“Severus finds himself barreling backwards, limbs contorting and voices in reverse before he arrives at a mirror. Long curly black hair cascades down tiny shoulders, shifting as Potter’s hands shakily applied a tube of Rimmel London mascara, the makeup clotting his eyelashes into jet black clumps. Pale pink lipstick was messily applied to his lips already, and Potter smiled as he observed his altered appearance. He was missing a couple of his front teeth which made his voice have a whistle-like sound.
‘I look so pretty.’ The boy in the mirror whispered. ‘Like a pretty girl.’”
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In the middle of their occulmency lessons, Severus Snape discovers the deepest secret nestled in the psyche of The Boy Who Lived: he was never a boy at all.
Jane Potter, and all that comes with her becoming who she is.
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17 Sep 2026
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Harry is depressed, and after a particularly harsh beating, takes to harming himself once more to shove his emotions down. But he cuts too deep, and nearly bleeds out.
Now, stuck on suicide watch in Snape's home upon demand of Dumbledore, Harry is determined not to get better. It's easier to never feel, to just bleed away his emotions.
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Severitus fic revolving around healing from self-harm addiction and learning to lean on those around us for comfort rather than the sharp allure of a blade.
Obviously, massive content warning for graphic, frequent self-harm, but also for graphic child abuse at the beginning. After that, it's mostly talks of deaths, guilt, the usual. Really though;
Love yourself. If you're not in the headspace for this, don't feel pressured to read.
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BEING REWRITTEN
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16 Sep 2026
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Severus cleared his throat again. Merlin, this was difficult. “Potter—” he began quietly, but cut himself off when the boy startled. Potter spun around to face Severus, and that’s when he noticed it. The blood.
It was like a switch, the way all awkwardness traded itself for concern. “What happened?” he asked sharply, eyes zeroing in on the hand that, now not held to Potter’s chest, was dripping blood onto the floor.
What if, instead of fighting Dementors, Harry spent the summer before Fifth Year writing to the nameless, faceless man that he found in a photograph of his mother?
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15 Sep 2026
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“Try?” Potter bursts out, pleading and so, so frightened. He grips the sleeve of Severus’ robes and clutches at it like it’s a life raft. “Please try. I can’t— I’m scared,” he whispers, and there are tears slowly crawling down his cheeks now. “I need you to come with me. Please. There was a vial of antivenom. It fell out of your pocket in the Shack. I administered it to you. I really think that you’ll live. Please, sir, please try to live.”
Harry dies. It is Severus who awaits him in King's Cross Station.
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15 Sep 2026
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A look into Harry’s intrusive thoughts throughout the years. It gets better, but it never feels that way.
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28 Aug 2026