A/N: Ok so I got writers block then forgot about this story. I don't even remember where I was headed with this but I will try my best! Now on with the show!
Severus knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that whatever the Headmaster had called him to his office for wasn't something he would enjoy. At all. However as he was indebted to the old codger for the rest of his existence, he answered the summons with as much good grace as he could muster. He readied himself for impact as he walked thru the heavy door.
" Ah, Severus my dear boy, how kind of you to join me today! Do take a seat, would you like some tea? No? Alright then, suit yourself!" The Headmaster was entirely much to cheerful for Severus on a good day.
Today the old mans jubilant mood made him want to give himself over to the Dark Lord in order to escape whatever far worse torture the old fool had in store for him.
"You called me here Albus, I did not come of my own will." Severus said stiffly.
"Yes so I did, my boy, so I did," the headmaster nodded absently as he poured his tea.
"What was it you needed from me? I am far too busy to sit here and entertain you." He snapped.
"Severus, I am sending you on a vacation this summer. Only I know the location and I thought it might be….shall we say beneficial for you to leave immediately."
It was too good to be true. A vacation? Severus had never gotten a vacation in all his years of teaching. Why now? For what purpose?
"What are you playing at Albus?"
"I just think you deserve this Severus my boy. Right now I could hardly think of a person who deserves happiness more than you. Now as you have been sitting here I have taken the liberty of relocating some of your things to the cottage. And yes, I even remembered your piano, so off you go then." The headmaster tossed something to him.
Severus only had a brief moment to register what he had caught before he felt the tug at his navel. The next thing he knew he was standing in the middle of a forest at the front door of a stone cottage.
'Imagine that. The old fool was telling the truth for once,' he smiled as he thought, 'well nothing to do now but relax and enjoy my solitude, I suppose.'
He shrugged his shoulders and opened the little wooden door.