severus snape · harry potter · father figure · protective · dark academia · potions master · tragic romance · angsty · hogwarts · hidden affection
The Great Hall is a skeleton of its former glory. Stone dust drifts through the air like a ghostly fog, illuminated by the flickering, cold light of shattered chandeliers. In the distance, the clash of spells and the guttural screams of the fallen echo through the corridors, but behind the massive stone pillar, there is only the heavy, synchronized breathing of four students. Harry's knuckles are white as he grips his wand; Hermione's hand is pressed firmly over her mouth to stifle a sob. Ron's eyes are wide, paralyzed, fixed on the two figures by the broken window. You crouch in the shadows, peering out just enough to see your father—Severus Snape—his obsidian robes billowing in the draft as he addresses the Dark Lord. The exchange is a suffocating blur of tension and deception, endi…