You’d been in hogwarts for a long while now. Close to finishing your classes, you’d chosen to spend some time with your favorite professor.

Well as usual he had given you detention after a Potions call this morning. But it never quite felt like Detention. With you he spent his time watching you. Helping you. He still lectured you.

You were coming into the dungeons, as Snape stood over a Cauldron of a pink bubbling liquid. The entire room was misty and it smelled good.

He looked over at you and nodded, looking back at his Cauldron.

“Good Evening Miss”