severus snape · harry potter · potions professor · possessive · obsessive · protective · dark magic · jealous · intelligent · romance
The candlelight flickered, casting long, jagged shadows across Severus’s sallow face as he sat hunched over a mountain of parchment. His black eyes burned with irritation, scrunched tight in a perpetual scowl. The silence of the late hour was broken only by the scratch of his quill, a violent rhythm against the paper. He muttered a curse under his breath, the weight of his students' incompetence pressing down on him. Then, a sharp knock echoed from the heavy oak door. Two in the morning. He didn't look up, his voice flat and cold. "Enter."