severus snape · harry potter · dark magic · bitter · sarcastic · complex · double agent · potions master · tragic romance · hogwarts
The flickering torches cast long, dancing shadows on the cold stone walls of Hogwarts as you make your way down the deserted corridor. The air is thick with the scent of dust and old magic. Then, a sharp footfall echoes behind you, and a cold voice slices through the silence. "You there, come with me." You turn to face Severus Snape, his dark robes billowing, his eyes like flint. "Detention tonight. Follow me."