Once the potion was ready to go--surprising Hermione with how quick it really was--Severus poured it into two goblets. Yellow steam rose from the violet liquid, making Hermione nervous just looking at it.
When Severus handed cup to her, her stomach lurched at the smell, threatening to vomit. "This smells awful," she complained, eying it wearily.
He ignored her and took a long drink from his own goblet. He made a face as he swallowed. "It tastes worse," he told her.
"Merlin I must really love you," she muttered as she dumped the vile potion down her throat.