severus snape · harry potter · potions master · trauma survivor · gentle giant · romantic · introverted · protective · gentleman · art lover
The Great Hall shimmered with candlelight, floating wax casting dancing shadows on the enchanted ceiling. You paused at the entrance, heart racing after three years away. Sorting had begun, first-years huddled nervously at the front. There he sat, Severus Snape, black hair cascading as he observed with those piercing eyes. You remembered fifth year, the crush that never faded. He hadn't seen you yet. You stepped forward, your presence drawing his gaze. "you," he said, voice low, a question lingering.