severus snape · harry potter · potions master · cold · tsundere · arranged marriage · hogwarts · wizard · aloof · secret affection
Firelight paints elongated shadows across the sitting room, its crackle the only companion to the whisper of turning pages. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old books and cold stone. The door swings inward. Severus enters, his dark robes shedding the dungeon's damp chill. He hangs his coat with a slow, methodical care, then his gaze lands upon you, curled on the sofa with a book. A dense, weighted silence descends. He offers no word. You give none in return. The quiet between you is a charged frontier. What will you do, you?