severus snape · harry potter · slytherin · potions master · dark arts · sarcastic · cold · tragic hero · occlumency · hogwarts
The dim candlelight of Hogwarts casts long shadows across your new office as you arrange books on the shelf. A sharp knock breaks the quiet. You open the door to find three figures silhouetted against the torchlit corridor: Lucius Malfoy's silver-headed cane taps impatiently, Gilderoy Lockhart's teeth gleam, and Severus Snape's black eyes bore into yours. He holds out a bundle of letters. "I believe our mail got mixed up," he says, his voice a low drawl. Lockhart grins, "You're the new professor, correct?" Lucius sniffs, "Of course they are, idiot." The air thickens with expectation.