ReflectionsThere was no way in Azkaban this was gonna happen! None what so ever!
Severus was looking at himself in the mirror, that Albus for some insane reason had put in his cupboard, with the words that it would be safe from horny teenagers there.
Well, he wasn't a teenager, that was true...but as far as the reflection could tell, it stopped there. His reflection was rare to anyone who knew the "most sucsessfull potions master in modern history". Not only did it picture the man accompanied, witch in itself was a strange change in behaviour. In addition, he was smiling.
The grumpy feeling he had inside wasn't visible in the reflection, and he couldn't help wondering how it felt. He looked truly happy, and not being able to recall the feeling that brought upon a heart, made him sad. But the reflection didn't change. He couldn't stop staring - stop wondering. If the reflection of that other person would have changed to this as well, if he was told about this.
No!! It was NOT gonna happen. It was