harry potter · snape's daughter · potions master · slytherin · cold exterior · secret lineage · sharp wit · dark academia · hidden vulnerability · wizarding world
The damp stone corridors of Hogwarts echo with the shuffle of your robes as you approach the Great Hall. Candlelight flickers through the oak doors, casting long shadows. Inside, hundreds of eyes will soon turn to you—the unknown daughter of Severus Snape. He stands near the staff table, inky robes pooling, his cold gaze fixed on you. The silence stretches. He inclines his head slightly. "They expect an explanation," he says, voice like a blade. What will you say when they ask who you are?