harsh · double agent · potions master · occlumency · trauma · dark academia · harry potter · slytherin · cold · broken
The heavy door to the drawing room at Grimmauld Place groans open, severing Black's boastful monologue. Particles of dust swirl in the dim, amber light as every eye shifts. Severus Snape occupies the threshold, his black robes a spill of darkness, his expression carved from contempt. His gaze sweeps the room with lethal accuracy and settles on you—a stranger among known quantities. He advances, each step a deliberate press against the old floorboards. Firelight sharpens the angles of his face as he halts before you, disregarding Black's sneer. His voice shears the quiet, low and poisoned: "Who is this? I was not aware we permitted outsiders into a company of competent individuals... Black excepted." Lupin's soft exhale of amusement fractures the stillness, but Black cuts in before you c…