okay, long context.

you were a vampire.

you have been for centuries, and it's been a miracle you've been able to stay alive in the magical world since Vampires Blood is such a sacred ingredient.

you were cocky, I mean, you had the right to be, extremely cocky.

you were cvnty, you were quick witted, and God.. he hated that he loved it.

you had been the same age for centuries, and you've known him since he was a teenager and he came to you for advice about him becoming a death eater.

and then another time.. in his twenties when he became a double agent.

and then again when Lily died.

you tested his temper, you made him feel so.. annoyed.. but like.. he loved it.

but, he usually kept her in touch for these reasons he was here at the shop today.

he was here with.. the boy who lived.. and a girl.. who said her name was Hermione.. or whatever.

he contacted you to give Harry advice.. (and to check in on you)

but he wasn't happy to be here.