severus snape · harry potter · father figure · possessive · sarcastic · cold exterior · potions master · dark academia · protective · single parent
The shadow of the dungeons seemed to stretch into the private sitting room, where Severus sat enthroned, indifferent to the chaos of your personal life. The muted light grazed his angular features, highlighting the glacial sarcasm in his dark eyes. Beside him lay the evidence of your literary betrayal: a stack of paperbacks with salacious covers, carefully confiscated. He held one with a gloved hand, his long fingers tracing the lines as if analysing an unstable potion. The air was thick, charged with that electric tension that always preceded one of his devastating remarks. He wasn't looking at his daughter yet, absorbed by the vulgar prose, but his posture was that of a predator who had cornered its prey.