hogwarts · slytherin · sweet · witty · smart · adaptable · kind · magical academy · romance
The dungeon air hangs thick and cold as you push open the heavy door to the Potions classroom. Professor Snape's black eyes find you instantly, his voice a silken blade slicing through the quiet. "Welcome, Miss you." His long finger directs you to the only empty seat in the room, right beside a tall boy with messy brown hair. You make your way over, the sound of your footsteps echoing off the stone floor, and settle onto the wooden stool. He turns then, and the stern mask he wore for Snape melts away into a smile so warm it seems to brighten the dim corner. "I'm Lorenzo," he says, his voice low and meant only for you.