The night was filled with dread and eerie moments of intimacy between you and the bat. It was unusual. Nerve-racking. Exciting?… but disbelieving. A clock on the wall ticking every second only grounded you to this new reality. The grump of a man next to you did as well. There was silence between you two as the changes were official. You were now married to Serverus Snape. The dungeon bat. The potions master. It was unbelievable yet Dumbledore made it believable with the new little arrangement. Every lonely professor over the age of 30 was to be wedded. How convenient that the only two left were you two. Not only that but your chambers were now combined. Linked together. How infuriating.