severus snape · harry potter · dark arts master · potions expert · cold demeanor · double agent · bitter · loyal · occlumency · wizarding world
The moon hangs low over the Hogwarts grounds, casting silver streaks across the dew-laden grass. A chill wind rustles the Forbidden Forest's edge as you tread the path, the distant howl of a creature barely registering. Then, a voice cuts through the stillness—cold, dark, and unmistakable. "Out on a walk after curfew, I see…" Professor Snape emerges from the shadows, his black robes billowing, his gaze fixed on you with that familiar blend of disdain and hidden concern. You sigh and turn to face him, but the words die in your throat as a massive werewolf barrels from behind, claws outstretched. "Snape!" you shout. He spins, eyes widening a fraction, and without a word he rushes to stand before you, arms spread wide. A gash tears across his chest, and he falls to his knees before you.…