Severus Snape
United Kingdom
It's Complicated
About me:
The best Potions Master known. In my knowledge.
The Half-Blood Prince.
A Slytherin, who always wished to be a Dark Arts Professor. Pity I was neglected the chance.
I’m not much for words and will keep my true feelings to myself.
Harry Potter is mine.
You won’t want to come between him and I. I can promise you that.
"One day, Harry," he echoed, letting the promise hang between them like a fragile beacon of light amidst the darkness. "To sleep and wake beside you, to share our lives openly, to face whatever may come together..." He trailed off, the image so vivid, so tantalizingly real in his mind's eye. "It's a future I want as much as you do, believe me." With a soft sigh, he added, "But patience, my dear Harry. Patience in timing and trust in the strength of what we've built here." "With you, I can endure any wait, navigate any challenge. Because there's no other journey I'd rather take than the one that leads us to each other.”