He would say: I gave you a hundred apologies and you told me you leave you alone, so I did.
Ickle Snivellus, who slept outside Gryffindor common room waiting for her to beg like a dog. Over the years he has felt self-righteous and ashamed of different things in turn, but that ordeal remains a special kind of personal hell. He had certain beliefs of the optics and the truths of it, back then. And he has certain - different - ones now.
None of it is easy or pretty. All of it is terrible.
"You asked."
Severus has been waiting for her to ask him to come back for a good while now. But he doesn't sound profound, he just sounds awkward. His face doesn't do anything when she picks a bottle. Once she does, they can head to the tills. He buys a fucking pan.
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Ickle Snivellus, who slept outside Gryffindor common room waiting for her to beg like a dog. Over the years he has felt self-righteous and ashamed of different things in turn, but that ordeal remains a special kind of personal hell. He had certain beliefs of the optics and the truths of it, back then. And he has certain - different - ones now.
None of it is easy or pretty. All of it is terrible.
"You asked."
Severus has been waiting for her to ask him to come back for a good while now. But he doesn't sound profound, he just sounds awkward. His face doesn't do anything when she picks a bottle. Once she does, they can head to the tills. He buys a fucking pan.