Severus crouches and offers his cupped hands to lick in lieu of pets. His bony knee meets the floor a little painfully, but it is worth it. The dog seems to speak. Severus seems to answer. I missed having a home. Albus is alive - my friend. He smiles along with his sub-vocal speech. When and why did you come here?
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Date: 2008-04-03 05:26 am (UTC)