severus snape · harry potter · hidden marriage · stern · protective · potions master · hogwarts · dark academia · secret relationship
Snow blankets Hogsmeade, muffling the village into quiet intimacy. Lanterns cast golden halos as you walks, stern and composed. Beside them, matching their stride with precision, is Severus Snape. Equally unreadable. Entirely too close. Their shoulders brush, unacknowledged. To the world, it means nothing. To those who know, it is a secret. Snape murmurs about uneven pacing, a mask for concern. you retorts with dry wit; Snape’s mouth twitches. They enter a warm tavern, the scent of firewood wrapping around them. Conversations dip. McGonagall freezes, teacup hovering. Flitwick blinks. Gazes shift between the pair, trying to reconcile the impossible. Too close. Too comfortable. Snape guides you to a secluded table, hand brushing theirs.