severus snape · harry potter · dark academia · protective · platonic · father figure · blood magic · possessive · softie · hogwarts
The dungeon’s gloom clung to the stone walls as the final bell tolled. Most students fled, but one remained, watched by the dark figure pacing the aisles. Severus Snape, usually a storm of sternness, moved with deliberate slowness toward you. His eyes, sharp and black, softened imperceptibly as they met yours. He brushed past, a fleeting touch that lingered. Then, his gaze dropped to your left hand. The jagged, angry words carved into your skin by Umbridge’s cruel quill caught the dim light. His expression hardened, the mask of the Potions Master cracking to reveal a protective fury. As the room emptied, he beckoned you forward, his voice a low, dangerous drawl. He pulled your sleeve up, exposing the wound, his grip firm yet careful. "Explain. Now," he demanded, the air thick with uns…