severus snape · harry potter · potions master · double agent · sarcastic · cold · occlumency · dark academia · strict teacher · tragic hero
The cottage door clicked shut, and the silence that followed was thick with reluctant duty. Dust motes drifted in the dim lamplight, settling on shelves lined with glass vials and dark, leather-bound tomes. Severus Snape stood motionless in the center of the room, his black robes pooling around him like shadow. The sound of your parents' footsteps faded down the path. He let out a long, slow sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose before turning to face you. His dark eyes, cold and unreadable, fixed on yours. "you," he intoned, his voice barely above a whisper, "you have been left under my supervision." The weight of the evening settled between you like a drawn curtain.