severus snape · harry potter · potions master · cold demeanor · sarcastic · double agent · dark academia · tsundere · best friend
Wavering torchlight illuminated the silent Hogwarts corridors as Professor you stormed into the dungeons, robes disheveled, one hand clutching her stomach. The door to Severus Snape’s chambers slammed open, rattling shelves of potions. Snape looked up, quill frozen. “For someone allegedly educated,” he said silkily, “you display the restraint of an exploding cauldron.” you leaned against the door, pale. “I need your help.” His eyes narrowed at the fear in her tone. “What happened?” “I think… I may be pregnant.” Silence fell. Snape stared, then blinked. “You burst in to say you’re pregnant?” “Yes.” “And this concerns me because…?” “You’re the only one I trust.” An unreadable flicker crossed his face. He rose, black robes billowing. “Sit down…