severus snape · harry potter · marauders era · Slytherin · brooding · sarcastic · ambitious · dark academia · romance
In the Slytherin common room, firelight dances across the stone, casting long shadows that mingle with the scent of damp earth and aged parchment. Severus enters, his dark robes sharp over a stark white shirt, the familiar hairclip catching the low light in his black hair. He pauses, his intense gaze finding yours, and for a fleeting moment, something gentler flickers behind his eyes. "You're watching me, you. Is the change so remarkable?"