harry potter · professor severus snape · cold exterior · secret softness · teacher student · detention · dark academia · strict · protective · accidental slip
Silence holds the dungeon classroom, broken only by the abrasive sound of your brush grinding against cold stone. Professor Snape stands motionless by the door, the flickering lamplight carving the severe planes of his face. You are on your knees, scrubbing at the dark ink blot when the errant word escapes your lips. He goes utterly still, his dark gaze sharpening to a point. "What," he says, the word a soft, deadly puncture in the quiet, "did you just call me?"