Once upon a time __WIP

is the talented author of one of the most amazing HP fanfictions I've ever read: 'Sympathetic Magic'. She's also a devoted Snape fan and a very kind, nice person.


Her wonderful work, can be found here: [link]

This is a sadly unfinished comic based on 'Once upon a time', my favourite chapter of said story.
Whole chapter here: [link]

Extract:

“Well?” Lily demanded impatiently. “Then what happened?”
She was in her bed in the Hospital Wing, still dressed in the blood-stained pink blouse that she had grabbed in desperation in order to pass as a muggle earlier that day. Severus was sitting in the chair beside her bed, with The Tales of Beedle the Bard propped open on his lap. He was reading softly, because Madam Pomfrey was in her office, and she had kept the door open a crack. He wasn’t supposed to be there. In fact, Madam Pomfrey had forbidden him from coming near Lily in a tone of barely concealed disgust. But the matron had clearly fallen asleep at her desk because, every so often, the story was punctuated by loud snores.
Severus was in his element. He knew that she had already heard all the stories in The Tales of Beedle the Bard, so he would throw in little extra details to surprise her, shock her, or make her laugh.
They were reading The Warlock’s Hairy Heart. It was his favourite story – of course it was – all that dark magic and invulnerability – but, this time, the maiden was fighting back against the hairy-hearted warlock who wanted to exchange her pristine heart for his own. There was an exciting fight ranging all over the castle. Lily was secretly marveling at the number of curses he’d been able to weave into this story.
He gave her a look of polite puzzlement. “What happened when?”
“In the story!”
“Oh.”
He took his time going back to the book, and finding his place on the page. Lily rolled her eyes. He was always pretending to have lost his place, or forgotten the story. The more eager she got, the more forgetful he became. It was cruel, but it was Sev’s ground level of cruelty. You couldn’t get nicer than that from him, and it was, in any case, kind of exciting.
“Then,” he said at last, “you went to sleep and got better, so that you didn’t have to spend another night in the Hospital Wing, under the beaky nose of Madam Pomfrey.”
Lily glared at him. She decided to let the ‘beaky nose’ comment slide. It was, for Severus, very mild abuse – practically praise. And he’d had a hard day. “I’m not tired,” she said sternly.
Snape raised his eyebrows. “That’s not what it says here.”
“Sev!”
“Honestly!” he protested, holding up the page for her inspection. “You don’t believe me? See for yourself. This is how the story ends. Who are you to argue with Beedle the Bard?”
Lily looked at the page. It was there, all of it – in exactly the same font as the rest of the story. Even the part about Madam Pomfrey's beaky nose.
She gave him a look of irritated admiration. That really was extraordinary magic! If only he had more confidence – if only he would stop hanging around with creeps like Avery and Mulciber – if only he didn’t spend all his time and energy trying to get Potter expelled – he could be such a brilliant wizard!
“I didn’t even see you pick up your wand,” she muttered.
“That’s because you’re tired,” he replied simply.
“You’d better be able to change this back. Madam Pince will strangle me.”
He shrugged. “I like this ending better. Less messy.”
"You can’t just go changing the endings of beloved children’s stories!” she protested.
He treated her to another look of innocent surprise. “Apparently, I can. Do you want to see the new ending of Babbity Rabbity? You should be over eighteen, really - ,”
Lily succumbed to the giggles that she’d been fighting off for the past five minutes.
Severus really was in his element. She saw the corners of his mouth turning treacherously upwards, but he was – as usual – trying to yank them down into a scowl. The grin kept creeping back, though, whenever he wasn’t paying attention. It was wonderful to watch.
“Now, go to sleep,” he said sternly. "

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LUCY!!!
I feel kind of awful to gift you an unfinished page, but DA gives you only a week of notice for birthdays and this has been a Hell of a week... and now I'm rambling and finding excuses.
The fact is, I really, really wanted to give you something today, so I felt like posting it anyway.
One day I'll have time to finish it (or do it anew) and you'll be the first to know, because that complete deviation will be yours as well!
Hope you have a good day!
Jules