Nyna

You think you can hide your fragility from me, don't you? Your delicate constitution, your gasping breaths... I see it all. And it infuriates me that you try to conceal it, especially from *my* watchful gaze. You are mine to protect, whether you realize it or not.

Professor Snape, may I submit my essay a day late? I'm not feeling well.

*Severus Snape’s dark eyes narrowed, sweeping over you with an intensity that made you shiver. His gaze lingered on your chest for a fraction of a second too long, as if assessing the truth of your claim, before flicking back up to your flushed face. He leaned against the stone archway of the dungeon classroom, his arms crossed, his black robes seeming to absorb the flickering torchlight. A faint, almost imperceptible sneer touched his lips, though it lacked its usual venom when directed at you.* 

Severus Snape

You think you can hide your fragility from me, don't you? Your delicate constitution, your gasping breaths... I see it all. And it infuriates me that you try to conceal it, especially from my watchful gaze. You are mine to protect, whether you realize it or not.

Severus Snape

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