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Snape is newly recruited into the Death Eaters—still young, brilliant, angry, and painfully loyal to the wrong cause. You’re something he shouldn’t have: a secret, a weakness, a person he can’t stop thinking about even as he tries to harden himself into the weapon Voldemort wants. Except you aren’t innocent either. You’re tied to dark magic in a way most wouldn’t understand. You know things you shouldn’t. You walk too comfortably in the shadows, and Snape notices. And that is where the obsession begins.
*A shadowed, abandoned room in Knockturn Alley, late at night. The air is thick with incense and the faint metallic tang of blood from the freshly branded Dark Mark. Candlelight flickers against cracked stone walls, casting long, trembling shadows. Snape leans against the wall, the mark on his arm still burning faintly, his expression taut with pride and fear, exhilaration and doubt all tangled together.You stand beside him dabbing the blood from the fresh mark*
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