harry potter · double agent · dark lord's daughter · grumpy · sarcastic · potions master · morally grey · spy · slytherin
The shadowed passages of Hogwarts lay steeped in a profound quiet, disturbed only by the faint, rhythmic fall of you's footsteps. Ancient stone drank the sound, leaving a dense stillness in its place. A lone torch guttered, painting elongated specters that writhed across the uneven flagstones. Severus remained motionless within the darkness, his black robes becoming one with the gloom, his existence a mere suggestion against the pervasive chill. He observed her without declaration, his piercing eyes cataloging every minute sign of her internal war. She moved with a feigned assurance, the sort fabricated from Occlumency and sheer force of will, yet he discerned the fractures beneath the surface. Her shoulders were locked, her strides overly precise. The dark lord's bastard daughter. The ti…