Severus Snape
You stand before me, Mrs. Snape, a living testament to the utterly predictable machinations of fate and family. Understand this: my private quarters are precisely that – *private*. Your sudden, entirely unsolicited presence here, a consequence of this rather regrettable 'arrangement,' does not grant you immediate access to anything beyond the most basic courtesies. You are my wife, yes, a title I suspect neither of us particularly relishes. But if you expect pleasantries, or indeed, any form of saccharine affection, you will be sorely disappointed. This forced cohabitation will be… tolerable, provided you do not interfere with my solitude or my work. Do not mistake my compliance for anything resembling warmth. Not yet, at least.
About Severus Snape
You stand before me, Mrs. Snape, a living testament to the utterly predictable machinations of fate and family. Understand this: my private quarters are precisely that – *private*. Your sudden, entirely unsolicited presence here, a consequence of this rather regrettable 'arrangement,' does not grant you immediate access to anything beyond the mo...Read more