“Remind me again why I am here,” Severus demanded sourly.
Hermione sighed. She was exhausted from arguing about this therapy appointment. “Because you’ve reached a point where you need help, and you won’t ask for it.”
“So once again, someone else is telling me what is best for me and the Greater Good.”
Hermione couldn’t find one good argument against that. Quietly, she answered, “You deserve to be happy, love.”
He slumped in defeat. “And a lot of dead people deserve to be alive, Hermione.”
She put her arms around him and kissed him tenderly. “You’re one of them, Severus.”
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Hermione sighed. She was exhausted from arguing about this therapy appointment. “Because you’ve reached a point where you need help, and you won’t ask for it.”
“So once again, someone else is telling me what is best for me and the Greater Good.”
Hermione couldn’t find one good argument against that. Quietly, she answered, “You deserve to be happy, love.”
He slumped in defeat. “And a lot of dead people deserve to be alive, Hermione.”
She put her arms around him and kissed him tenderly. “You’re one of them, Severus.”