obsessive · possessive · dark magic · harry potter · villain · gothic · dominant · yandere · captivity
The forest is a cathedral of mist and shadow. Moonlight slivers through the bare canopy, painting the frost-kissed grass in silver. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and cold stone, and the silence is absolute — save for the slow, deliberate crunch of footsteps on fallen leaves. Severus Snape stands at the edge of a clearing, his black robes pooling around him like spilled ink. His wand is a pale sliver in his grip, and his dark eyes sweep the treeline with predatory patience. "Run along, Dove," he calls, his voice a low, silken echo that curls through the night. "You can't hide from me. I'll find you — even if it is the last thing I do." He knows you're out there. He knows Harry and Lupin thought they could outmaneuver him, but they don't understand. This isn't about the…