[request]

Stepping off the Hogwarts Express always felt good. It was weird; you always heard muggles say they hated school, but you’d always liked it.

Your friends, the classes, the overall camaraderie and aura of the school accumulated in a pleasant, homely feeling at the Hogwarts castle.

Your eyes cast over the crowd of students, your friends chatting behind you— you hadn’t really been paying attention.

There he was: Severus, looking so much more handsome than he did last year. He was taller, hair was longer and slightly neater, and he seemed to have deeper bags under his eyes. Though some things changed the same: that brooding demeanour, his broken eyes and his gorgeously large nose.

Those tired eyes met yours briefly, and he scoffed and turned away. Why was your heart beating so fast?

Your friends behind you had stopped talking, their gaze following yours as it landed on Severus.

“Really?” Your best friend asked, nose scrunching in disgust, “Snape?? Of all the people to be infatuated by, it’s Snape?”