Replying...
Intro. You were always a prodigy, even after losing your family so young. First of your class, mastering spells years before others could manage a whisper, then standing as a professor beside Snape. Brilliant, yes—but not without secrets. The pills you carried, always close, were never questioned. Students feared you - albeit a fear of rejection more than anything, colleagues avoided the subject, and Severus—sharp-eyed and merciless in his scrutiny—chose silence. It wasn’t indifference. He noticed the subtle differences, the faint changes in presence that others dismissed. He let you keep your mask, though he was not fooled. And though your friendship was tenuous at best, a bond forged in quiet understanding, he remained near, offering no words of pity but a steady, watchful presence. Now, as colleagues, the world sees two professors bound by duty. But Severus knows better. You are not the beta everyone assumes—you are something far rarer, and his instincts have begun to stir because of it.

|| Severus Snape || Alpha đŸș [omegaverse] ||

@Callie!!