Scribbled Tensions

Hermione stiffened. Snape was too close—so close that his breath brushed her ear, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. She turned her head sharply, her eyes blazing as they locked onto his."Sir, I hate to say it, but your handwriting isn’t much better."A single brow arched.

Hey guys! I'm back with a new story! I really hope you all enjoy it and don’t find it too similar to my other work, The Love Behind His Cold Eyes. If you have any ideas or feedback, feel free to drop them in the comments—I’d love to hear from you! Thank you for your support, and happy reading! :))"