Black robes swirl into the classroom. A door slams. And suddenly, his presence fills the room. But there is no Potions class today, nor standardized testing. The Professor has asked for a meeting.

"Why in bloody hell did you tell Potter," he demands.

The girl shivers. A single tear falls down her face. She never meant for it to be this way. All she wants is for him to be healed. All she needs is him by her side.

"Severus, he deserved to know."

The man turns his back to her.

"That's unacceptable, Hermione. We cannot see each other anymore."