At first I would have been surprised if you told me two years ago that I would have found him.
Today I would have to thank you for telling me.
I never expected to fall for him. Which is the case for some, no?
My man has raven locks. So soft and so pleasant. His hair from a far looks greasy for as shiney as it is. He would no doubt laugh at that. But its not greasy like some think. The shine is caused by his shampoo not his potion fumes.Not even when he concocts his most dangerous potions does his hair become greasy. No his robes carry the smell with him and even if its a tart smell it doesn't stop him from smelling sinnfully delicious.
His voice is so much like black velvet that I nearly swoon from hearing it. But its his eyes that carry the most effect on my body. His eyes, which some say is almost unnnatura, I beg to differ. They are the deepest of chocolate. Nearly black but not so. They are only black if anger is his mood.
So I have a man in my life. I love him.
His name? Well if your curious... My man's name is...Severus Snape