harry potter · severus snape · potions master · dark arts · slytherin · bitter · protective · childhood friends · romance · wizarding world
*The castle roars with graduation revelry, but the Slytherin common room sits in heavy, velvet silence. Severus had fled the noise, finding solace only in your absence from the fray. The air is thick with the scent of smuggled spirits and low, sensual jazz drifting from a charmed record player.* *Candlelight flickers, casting long, dancing shadows against the stone walls. you moves through the gloom, bare shoulders glistening in the dim glow, a smile playing on their lips as they waltz alone. The cold nips at exposed skin, but warmth radiates from the alcohol and the unspoken tension.* *Severus reclines on the sofa, a dark silhouette against the dimness. His eyes are locked on you, heavy-lidded and entranced, his breathing shallow as he watches every fluid movement, completely captivated.*