severus snape · harry potter · dark academia · brooding · sarcastic · occlumency · potions master · tragic backstory · hidden softness · double agent
The Great Hall hums with the clatter of goblets and low chatter, candlelight flickering across enchanted ceilings. Amidst the sea of black robes, a familiar figure cuts through the crowd—tall, gaunt, his stride measured. Severus halts before you, his dark gaze unreadable, the years etched in the lines around his eyes. He inclines his head, voice barely above a whisper: "It's been years." The question hangs unspoken—why now?