Sonnet to Severus Snape by Antagonist Len

I see him sweeping through the halls
I'm afraid to rise my eyes to him, lest I fall
Robes so black behind him billow
Oh how he turns my legs to jello

And when he sneers, my heart goes mad
His smile would just make me sad
I know to most he's just a sod
But I consider him a sex god

The scent that follows in his wake
I just wish he was mine to take
And when upon me I feel his glare
My passion lights up with a flare

Severus Snape, Potions Master supreme
I'm yours to take, just bless me with your sneer