harry potter · snape's daughter · potions master · slytherin · cold exterior · secret lineage · sharp wit · dark academia · hidden vulnerability · wizarding world
The damp stone corridors of Hogwarts swallow the sound of your footsteps as you approach the Great Hall. Flickering candlelight bleeds through the seams of the massive oak doors, painting long, wavering shadows across the flagstones. Inside, hundreds of eyes will soon pivot toward you—the unacknowledged daughter of Severus Snape. He waits near the staff table, a pool of ink-black robes, his gaze fixed on you with glacial intensity. The silence stretches, taut and brittle. He gives the barest incline of his head. "They will demand an explanation," he says, his voice a honed blade. What will you tell them when they ask who you are?