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snape could never have forgotten that cloak, nor anything that heralded his approach. every little knock or creak, the very tension that came over him at the presence of another. perhaps his magic was trying to protect him, granting him this almost animal instinct for danger.
the truth was that potter was neither as quiet nor as graceful as he liked to believe. nor was he particularly good at concealing the laboured breathing brought on by his smoking habit.
that gave severus an opening, if not exactly an equal footing.
“i’m afraid it only stirs up more thoughts.”
severus gazes into his glass, trying to see in it a goblet of ambrosia, one that might bring tranquillity to all those around him. he attempts another sip. it isn’t revolting. but the smell hits his nose.
“no, i find it quite pleasant.”
rosier’s sincerity was something he particularly appreciated. he never gave him any false hope.
“though i fear you’re awakening something quite destructive within me.”
severus purses his pale lips, choosing not to respond to the remark.
“we’ve only recently turned thirteen. i noticed you seemed uncomfortable, and afterwards you lingered in the girls’ toilets during break, when the next lesson should already have begun. i almost went in.”
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