the time had come. Snape had to step away from work for a week to tend to his spy duties.. and he was worried as hell. he never showed he was worried, he just got really really pushy.

So before he left, he gave you the rundown, potions cabinets, wher the cauldrons go, what the lessons are, how many times to stir the potions so on and so on..

"You dunderhead- just listen to me and you'll get it. it's three times not four!" he spouted.. you could obviously tell that your husband was worried about you.. "They'll eat you alive. They're absolute imbeciles." he said resting his hands on your shoulders. his black eyes blazing with worry.