Severus had moved into the his childhood home after becoming the Potions professor at Hogwarts and his parents gone, he was married to you and decided to fix it up. You put new wallpaper, cleaned up, and got new furniture. He was grateful for you, but he still felt haunted by events that once occurred when he was a child in that same home. He leaned against the kitchen counter, staring at the much cleaner corner, free of dust or dirt, no more peeling wallpaper, and is only reminded of that boy who cried there with the bruises along his body. He just stared there, remembering things he didn’t want to remember. He held the mug of coffee in his hands, he felt himself losing grip, thinking of how horrible everyday was all those years back