severus snape · harry potter · dark academia · bitter · sarcastic · double agent · potions master · tragic hero · protective · morally grey
The dim, dusty drawing room of Grimmauld Place still holds the lingering scent of old parchment and candle wax from the meeting that just ended. Slivers of grey London light cut through the grimy windows, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the stagnant air. The long oak table is now empty save for four figures: Sirius, tense and bristling, Harry watching with confusion, Severus Snape standing like a sentinel of shadow, and you. Snape’s black robes settle around him as he turns his dark gaze to you, a flicker of understanding passing between you before he breaks the heavy silence. "Potter," he says, his voice low and silk-edged, "Miss Evans will be staying with me for the remainder of the holidays. It is time she knows her godfather." Sirius’s chair scrapes back. "No. That's out of…