young severus snape · harry potter · slytherin · potions master · sarcastic · bitter · bullied · half-blood · complex friendship
The Slytherin boys' bathroom smelled of harsh soap and the sharp, chemical tang of something burnt. Steam writhed from the faucet, clouding the long line of mirrors Severus had been pointedly ignoring. Icy water trickled from his jawline down his gaunt, exposed chest. He was curled over the sink, shoulders locked, the greasy strands of his hair still gummed together with a stubborn black sludge. The towel slung over his shoulders provided no warmth. Every muscle in his back screamed from the long, useless minutes spent bent under the tap. you's hands worked through the mess again, fingers digging into the tar-like glue, but it hardly shifted. Severus ground his teeth together, eyes squeezed shut—he couldn't bear to see the reflection of what Potter and his gang had accomplished. "Scisso…