No, They Wouldn't.

No, they wouldn't.

Would Mstans still like the Marauders if we never met Snape? If he was killed as a student just for simply existing? If James didn’t stop Sirius from luring Snape to Remus? Or would they hate them? Hate them for torturing a little boy who was abused and neglected by his father. Hate them for bullying him just because he existed and was close to a girl James liked. Because he was “weird” because he was “different”? Practically forcing him into a cult to feel wanted… If we only saw Snape as a student before he died like the Mstans want, would they like the Marauders after that?

I red ATYD and I can confirm, worst thing that I red in my entire nineteen years of living 👍🏻

Crazy headcanon I remember coming across

During my first contact with HP fandom, I remember somehow coming across a headcanon that I thought canon at the time since I was ignorant at the time and that now I think is very stupid: "The reason the Marauders started bullying Snape is because Remus is dyslexic (or another thing about reading, I forgot) and Snape mocked him everytime he got called to read in class" First of all, What the fuck???? Secong of all, I ALMOST believed it but as I said, I loved Snape from the beginning so I refused to believe it and THANK MERLIN I DID. Marauders fans will go through everything to make Snape look like the bad guy istg. Edit: It apparently comes from ATYD... Why am I not surprised?

Hi, sorry, what do you think about the fact that sometimes the narrative favors the Gryffindors?

I think that Harry is biased, but of course he won't notice the favouritism that they have for Gryffindors ( Because it favours him too) : /

+ Severus also never got his happy ending

He lived his whole life of misery, and JKR not giving him the best ending makes me sick to my stomach.

I don't care what anyone says. Snape is the most tragic fucking character in the whole HP series. From the moment he was born till the day he died. HE. WAS. TRAGIC. And he was doomed from the start.

Regulus when he became a death eater:

"He was abused by Walburga!"

"He was poached by his best friends to go!"

"He felt pressure on his back to be heir!"

"He was crucio'd!"

"He was bullied by his house mates!"

"Orion forced him!"

"Dumbledore manipulated him to become spy!"

"He volunteered to be a spy!"

Meanwhile, when Severus became a death eater:

"He was obsessed with Lily!"

"He couldn't get over with the Marauders so he decided revenge on them by becoming a DE to be against the Order members!"

"He bullied kids!"

"His patronus was Lily, he didn't change!"

And you could see how none has correlation on how he actually became a death eater.

I Was Bullied Too, So Why Didn’t I Turn Out Like Severus Snape?

I came across an anti-Snape post where someone shared their experience of being bullied in school. They said that even though they were bullied, they were able to overcome it, which is why they admired James Potter—because he changed and stopped being a bully. However, they hate Snape for not being able to move on from his past and for still behaving like a bully towards kids.

Everyone has the right to hate or love the characters based on their taste but What bothers me is how people often compare their own trauma to others' and disregard the genetic and environmental differences that shape us as individuals. I’ve decided to write a long post comparing my own life with Snape’s—two people who were both bullied as children. it was difficult for me to write this post, but I hope this comparison shows that not everyone who experiences bullying ends up the same. The variances in our upbringing and support systems play a crucial role in shaping who we become.

When I was seven years old, I was mocked and humiliated by a group of older girls on the school bus (they were eleven at the time). They made it clear that they bullied me because I was smaller and weaker than them. They treated me in a way that made me believe I deserved their bullying. I thought a weak and ugly girl like me was deserving of all their humiliation. They would mess up my hair, pull it, and ridicule me for having messy and ugly hair. Whenever I cried, they laughed. They didn't even let me be friends with other girls. To torment me further, they would point at me, whisper to each other, and giggle, making me feel even more isolated. I had allergies and a runny nose, and they wouldn’t let me wipe it, which they used as another reason to belittle me, saying I was disgusting. Even if there was an empty seat, they wouldn’t let me sit with them because I was "gross." I was terrified of them, hated school because of them, and cried every morning, begging not to go to school.

But why didn’t I turn out like Severus Snape?

1- I grew up like a normal child in every other aspect of my life. I was cared for and valued. I always had birthday parties with cake and gifts. I was praised when I got good grades. I had friends outside of school to play with, went on family vacations, and had fun times. From childhood to adulthood, I’ve had a safe home, enough sleep, good food, and a loving family.

2- I had parents who loved and cared about me. When my mother found out about the bullying, she went to the school and demanded they stop it. My parents also enrolled me in a private school to protect me from further bullying. When I started having nightmares and trouble sleeping, they took me to a child therapist.

3- My grandparents adored me. I would stay at their house when my parents were at work, and they made my childhood even more joyful. I always had safe arms to run to. Plus, my aunts and uncles cared for me and regularly took me to parks and other fun places, showering me with gifts and making sure I enjoyed my time.

4- My family had a respectable place in society, and I was never shamed or humiliated because of my family's circumstances. My father cared for me, my sister, and my mother, and he worked hard to provide for our needs. He respected my mother, and I never witnessed any abuse from him toward her.

5- My family had a stable income, and I always had new, appropriate clothes to wear. I never had to worry about poverty, hunger, or wearing hand-me-downs that would make me feel inferior to my peers.

6- My bullies mocked me, but they never caused me serious physical harm. I never feared for my life or sexual assault at school. The bullying was short-lived, lasting less than two years, and by the time I was a teenager, it had completely stopped. As I grew older, I made plenty of good friends and was popular among them. I have many fond memories from high school with my friends.

7- As a teenager, I didn’t worry about my future. My concerns were not about surviving a war, avoiding humiliation, or escaping poverty. I was free to plan my life, knowing I would go to university and study what I loved. Whenever I needed help, I knew I could count on my family—they were always there to support me.

8- I’m a psychology student, and studying this field has completely shifted my perspective on myself and others. It has allowed me to see the world with greater depth and empathy. I’ve become better at recognizing not only my own psychological wounds but also those of others, which has helped me connect with people on a deeper level. I've also sought therapy, both in-person and online, and have seen positive results. While I still struggle with some issues from my past—like feeling insecure about my appearance, doubting people’s motives, and having a hard time trusting—I’ve learned how to manage these feelings fairly well.

All of these factors combined have shaped me into someone different from Severus Snape. Yes, I was bullied, but I didn’t turn out like him because, unlike Snape, I was given numerous opportunities to grow, to experience love and joy, to heal, and to find pleasure in life.

Now, It’s much easier for someone like me to be kind and nice to others, to love people, to forgive myself and others, and to move on from those who don’t like me. It’s easier for me to see the world and people not as threats but with a more mature and balanced perspective. but I’m under no illusion that I am a better and more worthy person than Severus Snape or anyone like him who didn’t have the chance to heal. I simply know that I’ve been luckier, and for that, I’m grateful. But I never want to dismiss or belittle the suffering of others or blame them for their psychological struggles.

I can’t say for certain what I would’ve done in Snape’s exact situation or how bitter I might’ve become. But I’m certain of one thing: I could never be as brave or as selfless as Snape was, sacrificing his own life so readily for others. I know that I could never be a hero like him.