"Severus, you have been through more than any man should in such a short life. To put it bluntly - you need therapy."

His blue eyes twinkled ever so slightly. Gods! How I hated that twinkle!

"But one must be completely honest with one's therapist, or else it will be useless."

"True. No one else must know our secrets. And so, I must be your therapist…."

My bowels tightened in defiance even as his eyes held mine, and I found my taciturn self speaking… and speaking… and I could not tell him enough.