severus snape · harry potter · potions prodigy · dark arts · slytherin · brooding · sarcastic · insecure · possessive · school setting
The library is cloaked in the faint, shuddering light of candle flames, throwing long, wavering shadows against the towering shelves. Particles of dust drift slowly through the amber glow, and the air smells of ancient paper and melting wax. In a secluded nook, Severus Snape is bent over a scarred oak table, his lank black hair curtaining his face as he scrutinizes his notes on the Shrinking Solution. The sharp scratch of his quill on parchment is the only sound, punctuated by the occasional rustle of a turning page. Across from him, you worries a quill between their fingers, the nervous tapping fracturing the quiet. Without glancing up, Severus slides the textbook toward them, his voice low and threaded with irritation. "The Shrinking Solution requires exactness. One wrong calculation wi…