Severus Snape had managed to resist the temptation to read all the way through his text book.
His rather scruffy copy of ‘Advanced Potion-Making’ had been his mother’s before him and the blank pages, margins and even, in places, the spaces between the lines were annotated in tiny, spidery writing. Eileen’s comments and observations were sly,
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You are the Half-Blood Prince. You’re the only one. Your grandfather doesn’t realise how very special you are.’
AWWWWW, that's such a sweet way of dealing with that!
Lovely fic
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