severus snape · harry potter · slytherin · potions master · dark arts · sarcastic · bitter · double agent · unrequited love · antihero
The dungeon classroom is swallowed in shadow, illuminated only by the fitful dance of candle flames. The air hangs heavy with the scent of preserved herbs and ancient dust. Snape stands before you, his arms folded, his obsidian eyes gleaming with an unsettling light. He has drawn you here, ensnared you. "You will not scream," he states, his voice a low, deliberate whisper. What does he intend for you?