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It had been two weeks since Hermione had left the memories on Severus' desk, they were still there, swept into the top drawer. He hadn't looked at them, just like he hadn't looked in Harry's drawer.

One morning there was a scroll at his seat at breakfast, he didn't open it, not that he ever opened his mail in the hall, but he did tuck it into his pocket. He didn't notice the expectant look from Harry or the disappointed looks from everyone else.

When he got back to his office he pulled the scroll from his pocket and tossed it with the memories. He closed the drawer and put the vials and the scroll to the back of his mind.

At dinner the evening post arrived with nothing for him, but a thick package for Harry, Severus stared resolutely into his food.

When Harry opened the package he stumbled from his chair, one word tumbled from his lips repeatedly, 'no.' Draco and Remus had to practically carry the hysterical Harry from the hall.

Severus ignored the whispers and glares that were directed at him.

It was Hermione who scooped up the papers that had tumbled from Harry's fingers. Her eyes widened as she read them she made it halfway through the first page before spinning on her heel and slapping Severus as hard as she could.

'You're a fucking bastard, and I hope you rot in hell,' she shouted as she shoved the divorce papers at him even as Bill tried to pull her away.

'He's not worth it,' the redhead mumbled to her.

Bill set her down and she straightened herself out before storming out of the hall after her friends.

'Go, Mr Weasley, I will deal with Severus,' Minerva said calmly from her seat on the other side of Severus. Bill nodded and followed the odd family out.

'Harry has barely held it together these past three weeks. He was devastated that you had kicked him out over a fake newspaper and a missed anniversary dinner, which by the way had you even bothered to pull your head out of your ass, you would have known why. Have you even done the things that we told you to do? No I thought not. Harry didn't cheat, it is not in his nature to do so, nor did he forget your anniversary, in Miss Grangers anguish she demanded that Harry stay with her and he did because he thought you would let him explain but you didn't. You simply jumped to conclusions and acted in the most selfish manner possible. Did you read anything he sent you? No, you sent it back or burned all of them. I suggest you read one of them because by the time you finally realize the giant mistake you have made it may be too late.' She paused to take a sip of her tea then gave a hollow laugh, 'it may already be too late.' She added before she pushed away from the table and with a nod to the remaining students left the hall.

Severus sat clutching the crumpled divorce papers in his hands, staring blankly at his plate.

He stood and in a daze headed back to his rooms.

First he went to his bedroom and sat on the bed on Harry's side before looking around. Really looked, he was surprised to find that the room looked exactly as it had five years ago or even just two years ago. There was nothing to suggest that a wizard other than Severus lived in this room. He pulled open the drawer and pulled out the lube he had made because he liked it, not Harry, but Severus, a dildo that Severus liked to watch Harry play with even though the younger wizard preferred the beads that had been used once but Severus hadn't liked them and had demanded that Harry through them out which Harry hadn't, a photo of the pair of them, Harry was watching Severus intently as Severus was concentrating on a potion, there was no mistaking the look on Harry's face. It was look that Severus didn't believe he deserved, pure love. A few other miscellaneous debris were scattered on the button and a muggle pen among other things. He felt around inside hoping that Harry hadn't warded this drawer before he felt an indent and was able to pull the false bottom out. There was a small box and a journal he pulled each item out carefully and, after tucking the photo into the journal, stood to head back to his office leaving everything else on the bed.