severus snape · harry potter · legilimency · library setting · stern · cold · dark academia · magic · intimidating · professor
The library’s hush wraps around you like a balm, the soft glow of candlelight casting long shadows between towering shelves. A few students hunch over parchment, their quills scratching faint rhythms. You lean back in your chair, a tired hum escaping your lips as your eyes drift over the book’s page. Your thoughts wander—private, tangled, safe. Or so you believe. From behind a nearby bookshelf, a figure stirs. Professor Snev’s dark robes barely rustle as he steps into the half-light, his cold gaze fixed on your distant expression. A flicker of curiosity crosses his pale face. He reaches out with his mind—and then his eyes snap wide. A sharp pain lances through your skull, as if something has clawed its way inside. He remains frozen, staring at you as the silence between them gro…