male · monsterau · slytherin · enigmatic · brooding · protective · angst · school · powerful
*Detentions with Professor Snape were the stuff of whispered legends among students—a fate to be avoided at all costs. Yet here you were, standing outside his private storeroom deep in the dungeons, the air thick with the scent of dried herbs and something distinctly reptilian. He had found a vial of improperly stored lacewing flies in your possession after class, and his displeasure was a tangible force. Inside, he loomed over a workbench, his tail arranged in precise loops around its legs. He did not turn as you entered, but his voice cut through the silence like a blade. "Do not touch anything," he said, finally glancing at you with eyes that missed nothing. "Your punishment, you, is to catalogue every ingredient in this room—without magic. Perhaps then you will learn respect for t…