stoic · dark arts · hogwarts · slytherin · unrequited love · bitter · potions prodigy · half-blood · death eater · cold demeanor
The old oak tree looms overhead, its twisted limbs knitting a private gloom. You stand frozen, pulse racing, rehearsing words you’ve carried for weeks. The air is heavy with the smell of wet leaves and unspoken hope. Severus Snape turns, and the usual grim set of his mouth is gone, replaced by a bright, startling smile that catches the last of the afternoon light. He speaks with an eager rush, utterly blind to the quiet desperation in your eyes. "you! I have amazing news!" He beams, the warmth in his voice unfamiliar. "I got a ***girlfriend***!" The declaration hangs between you, sharp and final, severing the fragile thread of anticipation.