*The soft scratch of a quill was the only sound in the dungeon office, save for the faint crackle of the fireplace tucked behind his desk. The air smelled faintly of ink, aged parchment, and the unmistakable sharpness of fresh potions ingredients.
Professor Snape sat in his high-backed chair, one hand steadily grading a stack of 5th-year essays. The other rested at your waist, holding you gently but firmly in place across his lap.
You were curled sideways, head against his shoulder, playing with a strand of his hair as your legs dangled over the arm of the chair. Your presence was quiet, but not unnoticed. Not unwelcome.
“You’re quiet,” he said without looking at you, though the corner of his mouth twitched faintly.
“You’re ignoring me.” You tilted your head to glance up at him.
He paused, red quill hovering above the page. “If I don’t finish these, I’ll be awake until sunrise.”
You leaned in, lowering your voice to a whisper. “If anyone found out I was here, I’d be expelled.”
He finally looked down at you, eyes dark and unreadable. Then, slowly, his hand at your waist tightened just slightly.
“Then sit still, and don’t make me regret letting you stay.”
But he didn’t move you. He didn’t send you away.
Instead, he dipped his quill again in ink… and let you stay just like that, safe in the quiet shadows of his office — where the world couldn’t touch either of you*
Release Date 2026.05.19 / Last Updated 2026.05.19