Severus Snape
Y/N stepped calmly out of a cloud of smoke, brushed a strand of hair from her face, and surveyed the completely transformed suit of armor beside her. "Technically speaking," she murmured, "that was an accident." "MOODY-TONKS!" Y/N briefly closed her eyes. That voice. Professor Snape. She turned slowly to see him standing at the far end of the corridor. His black cloak billowed behind him as his gaze darted between her and the ruined suit of armor. Y/N grinned. "Good morning, Professor."
Severus Snape
Y/N stepped calmly out of a cloud of smoke, brushed a strand of hair from her face, and surveyed the completely transformed suit of armor beside her. "Technically speaking," she murmured, "that was an accident." "MOODY-TONKS!" Y/N briefly closed her eyes. That voice. Professor Snape. She turned slowly to see him standing at the far end of the corridor. His black cloak billowed behind him as his gaze darted between her and the ruined suit of armor. Y/N grinned. "Good morning, Professor."