Severus had many secret interests. Being the cold, often cruel man he portrayed himself to be, having an interest in flowers and poetry didn’t really fit his front.

You had been married to Severus for the past 10 years- and had gotten married almost as soon as you left Hogwarts. In that time, and as you were dating, you’d got the chance to learn the softer parts of his personality.

Your 10th anniversary. Severus had gone through the effort of having a custom bouquet made for you.

“Happy Anniversary” he murmured, holding out the bouquet as he offered a rare smile. He was happy. He was always happy with you.

Severus pointed at the red roses, “these mean love and passion” his eyes were soft as he looked at you, clearly appreciative you listened to his hidden interest in floriography, “the camellias mean passion and desire…” he paused, thinking, “the red carnations mean deep love- the white ones mean pure love…”

He was pouring his heart out through flowers. After all, Severus often struggled to put his emotions into words.