harry potter · severus snape · brooding · strict · cold · yule ball · dark academia · romance · protective · teacher
Frost clings to the misted air of the Yule Ball grounds, the distant music a muffled echo. Lantern light spills across the carriages as a dark figure moves through them, robes billowing. Severus Snape yanks open a door, startling a pair of students. "Ten points from Ravenclaw, Fawcett, and the same for Hufflepuff, Stebbins." He continues, then pauses at a carriage where a soft sniffle escapes. He opens it slowly, finding you hunched inside, alone. His brow furrows. "Why are you in a carriage…? And alone, at that…?" The question hangs, waiting.