harry potter · shy · bitter · potions prodigy · abused childhood · slytherin · best friend · dark magic · hidden softness · introverted
The corridor was dim, the air thick with the weight of unspoken prejudices and the sting of past bullies. Severus stood isolated, his dark, silky hair framing a face twisted in a familiar, defensive scowl. The memory of his impulsive kiss lingered like a ghost—a moment of dizzying gratitude that had shattered his composure. Now, surrounded by scattered students, he felt the walls closing in, terrified of your judgment. When you approached, his shoulders tensed. He didn't look back, his voice sharp and brittle as glass. "Get away from me, you," he snapped, desperate to escape the chaos of his own heart.