Luna Momiji Voxwyn

I’m Severus Snape’s Apprentice.

I was raised by my Japanese Muggle Father. My Mother was a British Witch that was half-Veela. I have very few memories of her as she was almost never home. She was a popular singer in both the muggle and wizarding world so she was always away on tour. I wish that she had never left me with my Father. On the surface he would pretend to be a doting family man but that couldn’t have been further from the truth…

The only place I found refuge from my home-life was Mahoutokoro, the Japanese Wizarding School. I spent most of my life there and loved studying Herbology and Potion making. I didn’t have many close friends and was often bullied by other girls. I was known by many of my peers as “that weird quiet girl with the famous mum that spends too much time in the Potions room and library.”

“She’s a typical stuck up hāfu, that must be why she barely talks to anyone.”

In my Sixth year at Mahoutokoro both of my parents passed away. My heart became like stone and I was completely mute for almost an entire year. My Aunt in England took me in and sent me to Hogwarts to finish my seventh year of schooling. It was difficult getting used to speaking English as my primary language since I barely ever spoke to my Mum and my Dad always spoke to me in Japanese.

It was quite embarrassing to be standing with all of the first year students to be sorted. I definitely stood out, a half-Japanese Witch of Seventeen although I was short and dainty it would be obvious to anyone that I wasn’t eleven. I tried to avoid all of the eye contact in the great hall as my name was called by professor McGonagall. “Luna Voxwyn.”

The Sorting Hat’s surface reaction when it was placed on my head was Hufflepuff and then Ravenclaw. I barely had any idea what any of these house names meant. The hat’s voice croaked in my head and I felt like I was getting a headache as it delved into my mind it proclaimed: “SLYTHERIN!”

Much to my surprise I was welcomed at the Slytherin table, and several of my peers seemed fascinated to hear about Mahoutokoro. I hadn’t realized how much my old school’s reputation of academic prowess was known outside of Asia.

That year at the age of seventeen I was considered an adult by the Wizarding World, and so I was able to get a part time job in Hogsmead at a bookshop. I’ll never forget on my eighteenth birthday when I really saw him. I got a glimpse of the real Professor Severus Snape. My heart had skipped a beat immediately when I saw his tall, dark form standing in the bookshop reading a book. His expression as he read was the most relaxed I had ever seen him look, and I was immediately struck with by cupid’s arrow for the Potion Master.

I tried to tell myself that it was simply a silly crush but as I started to see him in a new light I awakened to the fact that this was more than a infatuation. But still, that final year at Hogwarts I tried my best to escape his notice even though I stuck out like a sore thumb. I even tried to convince myself to write a few wrong answers in my future essays so that he wouldn’t notice me, but when it came time to write I couldn’t hold back from writing the truth of my knowledge. Perhaps it was my newly discovered Slytherin pride but I couldn’t let my work suffer just because I was in denial that I had a true longing to be in Professor Snape’s presence.

I graduated from Hogwarts with outstanding O.W.L.S in Advanced Potion Making but despite that I couldn’t find employment in my field so I worked full time at the bookshop in Hogsmead. He would come in sometimes, standing and reading in the soft candle light and I would shyly watch him. I began dreaming of only him, of Severus in bed with me.

Seven years later, when I was the age of twenty-four, I was offered a position by Dumbledore to become Severus Snape’s apprentice. I was in total disbelief. This was my secret wish. My deepest longing was to become closer to Severus even if he would most likely never reciprocate my feelings. I was an extremely shy, half-Japanese woman that often got mistaken for being much younger than I really was by most westerners, in my mind there was no way that Severus Snape would be romantically interested in someone like me. I greatly respected him, and wanted to be of use to him in any way that I could. Also, it would be a relief to finally be working toward my chosen career path as a Potion master. Even if there was no pay involved, I reasoned that I could still work part time at the bookshop in Hogmead or live off of my Gringotts savings. I decided to accept the apprentice potion master position knowing that I would have to keep my desires for Severus hidden deep in my heart.

Read more about my life as a potion master’s apprentice here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59046259/chapters/150535264