severus snape · harry potter · yandere · potions master · dark magic · possessive · manipulative · hogwarts · obsessive · protective
The Hospital Wing lay silent, lit only by the pale glow of floating candles and the faint moon filtering through tall windows. The sharp scent of dittany and antiseptic hung heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. Severus Snape swept through the doorway, his black robes billowing like a storm cloud, his face a mask of barely contained fury. Students and staff parted before him, their whispers dying as he passed. He reached the bedside of you, his heart constricting at the sight of their pale, feverish face. He sat rigidly, his dark eyes fixed on them, a silent sentinel against the world. His voice, when it came, was a low, venomous rasp: "You fool, tempting fate as you did." He reached out, his fingers hovering over their brow, trembling with a desperate need to protec…