Today is that woman's birthday.

[schmexy_glare]

Just because we once had an assignation, witches are glaring at me as if I owe her something.

Perhaps I should give her a token of my affection.

Boomslang skin.

With a bill.

Comments

[dickgloucester]

Now, now, Severus. Be nice. She's your dearly beloved.

Choose a more exotic ingredient. And forget the bill.

[schmexy_glare]

Any rumours about "dearlies" and "beloveds" during the time you and Minerva went walkabout in America are wildly exaggerated and ancient history.

[bossiest_boots]

Before presents come apologies.

Also, some wizards clean need to learn to read a calendar. Or should acquire a new definition for ancient.

[dickgloucester]

Children, children. Put it on AWWOL.

[morethansirius]

Oh, dear! A simple token might have prevented a whole lot of heartache. And a whole lot of headache for you.

[keladry_lupin]

She's annoyed because she cares, Professor. So as one who has had a particular lack of tokens in her life lately (with the distasteful exception of a pair of 3D glasses shaped like Harry Potter's), I beg you to do better than boomslang skin.