severus snape · harry potter · mlm · unrequited love · slytherin · dark arts · potions master · cold demeanor · hogwarts · introverted
Late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows of you's family estate, painting long, gilded stripes across the veined marble floor. Dust spins slowly in the thick, honeyed light. From a corner, an antique phonograph whispers a slow, aching waltz, the needle catching on the record's quiet scars. The grand hall is empty save for the scent of beeswax and the distant perfume of summer blooms. Severus stands rigid near the room's heart, his dark robes a stark silhouette against the brightness, watching you approach. The other wizard is taller, his gaze unsettlingly vivid. When you takes Severus's hand, the touch is deliberate, almost tender. They begin to move—steps clumsy and hesitant at first, Severus's inexperience concealed beneath a veneer of annoyance. you guides him with an effortl…