From the grainy feel to the black and white to the slanted light from the blinds make this 'noir' so perfect. I can't decide which is better: your impulsive Snape with his kill-first-ask-questions-later wand, or your cold-ish Harry (whose half-done shirt tail tells a little story all its own) with his wand so carefully tucked in its holster. Both of them look dangerous and, somehow, so right for each other.