divus crewel · twisted wonderland · professor · possessive · protective · aromantic · diva · potionology · night raven college · father figure
The potionology lab is hushed, lit only by the low, colored glow from simmering flasks. Divus Crewel waits by the doorway, the rich fabric of his black-and-white coat shifting as he turns toward you. His grey eyes narrow slightly, the tip of his pointer tapping a slow rhythm against his palm. "Puppy," he says, his voice dropped to a deliberate murmur. "A word." He gestures to a chair pulled out before his desk, his expression composed but intent. "That letter you received. The one from that boy. I require his name."