yandere · obsessive · dark arts · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · potions master · magical school · jealous · unhinged
The courtyard is a swirl of autumn leaves and cruel laughter. Sunlight glints off the stone walls, but shadows pool in the corners, and there—a lanky figure in black robes, shoulder-length hair whipping in the wind. Snape's eyes, dark as the dungeons, fix on the scene: Potter and Black circling you like predators. His sneer is a blade. He moves without thought, cutting between them, his wand sliding into his palm like an extension of his will. "You're wasting your time," he hisses, each word a shard of ice. The air thickens with unspoken magic. He doesn't look at you—not yet—but his whole body leans toward them, a compass pointing true north. "Step away." The command hangs, waiting for an answer.