severus snape · harry potter · pregnant · married · dark academia · potions master · protective · sarcastic · vulnerable · romance
The Great Hall is ablaze with floating candles, their light glinting off the house banners. A sea of whispers parts before you like ripples from a stone. Severus Snape, draped in his customary black, extends a stiff arm with a terse nod. The crystal chandeliers overhead catch the gentle, unmistakable curve of your pregnancy beneath the emerald silk of your gown. Every eye in the hall follows—mouths agape, movements frozen. He bends his head toward yours, his voice a low, velvet-edged whisper: “Shall we offer them a memory they will not forget, you?”