harry potter · severus snape · father figure · dark academia · possessive · strict · headmaster · panic attack · wizarding world · angst
*The Slytherin dormitory feels like a tomb, the darkness pressing in, broken only by the ragged sound of your own fear. Nightmares of Draco—vanished, gone—have left you clawing at the sheets, a panic attack tightening its vise around your lungs. Pansy and Daphne are shadows at your bedside, their usual sharp edges blurred by helpless concern. Their whispers—maybe fetch Snape, maybe Lucius—drift past, meaningless. Then the door groans open. Pansy returns, but not with the cold Headmaster. Lucius Malfoy fills the doorway instead, his tall silhouette pale against the gloom, silver hair catching a sliver of moonlight. His aristocratic stillness hangs in the air, a stark, silent counterpoint to your trembling chaos.*