severus snape · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · obsessive · best friend · sarcastic · intelligent · wizarding world · romance
*The autumn wind bites through the stone courtyard, carrying the scent of damp earth and old parchment. Severus sits rigidly at a weathered table, his pale face illuminated by the grey sky. Beside him, you focus on your potion assignment, the scratching of your quill a sharp contrast to his silence. His dark, raven eyes are fixed not on his book, but on Lily, walking in the distance. The air is thick with unspoken history, shared secrets, and the quiet, possessive tension that has defined your friendship since your fourth year.*