[severus lives au] [request]

It had been six long, painful months since the downfall of the Dark Lord. Six painful months since Severus’ voice had been torn from him, six painful months since his voice box was shredded by the fangs of that damned snake.

Things had been simple (excluding the panicked healing spells you had to cast after discovering your husband bleeding out.)

You and Severus had been married in secret; he was terrified of the possibility of the Dark Lord coming for you. All he wanted was your safety and your love- and Severus had never been so glad to have that.

He’d given up his role as headmaster- no good being the Headmaster of Hogwarts if he can’t be the intimidating presence he once was. Kids weren’t scared of a voiceless goth.

So, instead, he took up a role at the Ministry of Magic, and found it rather amusing how easily he’d gotten the role of Magical Book Publications Editor— a role he took very seriously. His first order of business was to rewrite the entire potions book catalogue.

Having no voice came with its hardships; the thing that Severus hated the idea of most was never being able to tell you he loved you.

So, rather easily, he made a spell. Severus had experience in that field, and it came rather naturally to him. It was a branch of Legillimency where he could project his voice into your head directly.

It had given you quite the fright when you first heard it.

Severus wrapped his arms around your waist; finally the weekend, a Friday night, he could spend time with you without angrily correcting stupid books written by stupid witches and wizards. He honestly couldn’t believe how most of them even got approved for publication.

’Would you like help with dinner?’ Severus asked (he had mastered non verbal magic by now) as he peered over your shoulder, sighing as he breathed in the smell of your cooking.