Leah has a conversation with Madam Pomfrey (look out for the obvious foreshadowing, *dun dun dun*)

"So, Severus... if I can call you that?"

"You're not my student anymore, are you?"

"It left her with more questions, and longing for more answers about this man that she spent every single evening with against his will. Well, technically it was against her will also, but she couldn't fool herself with that anymore. She wanted to be with him. Even in his bad moods. He was a flawed but recovering human being, and he had a story, and she found herself yearning to hear more about it."

"Speaking of my Hogwarts days, there is something, though," Snape shifted uncomfortably in his chair, while he took another long sip of mead, "that I should probably tell you. Well, it's not that I feel required to, so much as that I think you might as well hear it."

She sensed the table had somehow grown quiet, and that others had turned to look at her.

"Oh dear..." Tonks whispered. "Did no one tell you?"

"First of all, I need to put on my teacher voice and lecture you about something," said Snape. Leah secretly wondered when he wasn't in his teacher voice, but decided not to interject anything.

"I guess I didn't shave today," he whispered, almost sheepishly. "I'm not used to having to think about these things."

Not a single sign of recognition had seemed to pass over his face. Leah couldn't believe how well he was playing his part. Either that or he was actually a quadruple agent and this was the end of her. She chose to cling to the former idea.

She watched in horror as the man she loved collapsed helplessly to the floor. She wanted to run to him, to hold him, to cry out to him. But she couldn't.

"Wait, Scorpius. Who are these children? Tell me about them."