"You must take the potion Severus, stop being so damn stubborn!" Madame Pomfrey hissed, becoming increasingly frustrated by Severus Snape's constant reluctance to cooperate.

"I don't want the blasted potion Poppy! just leave me alone." Professor Snape scowled, turning his face away from the vial like a small boy who refuses to take his medicine.

"Do I need to bring out the choo choo train Severus? Only you're behaving like a spoilt brat! Do you know how lucky you are to be alive?" The medi witch cried with a mixture of exasperation and annoyance.

"I didn't ask anyone to save me! they should have just let me die!" He groaned at the exhausted looking woman.
"Just do as you're told Severus, for once in your life just stop the self pity." Poppy scowled, pulling open his lips forcefully and shoving the contents of the vial into his mouth.

Snape stared at the ceiling for hours, he was still too weak to move. The wound on his neck had been closed after a rather uncomfortable repair of the artery Nagini tore.

He heard footsteps approach his bedside but decided against curiosity getting the better of him, he no longer cared who had come to visit him, let alone why.

Whoever it was, they didn't speak.
He heard the screech of the chair beside his bed being moved and felt the presence of someone, but it didn't give him enough reason to justify acknowledging them.

"Professor....?" A familiar voice asked nervously, "How are you feeling?" The girl asked gently.
"Like a dog turd that's just been stepped in, what do you want Miss Granger?!" He snapped sharply. His cold angry eyes meeting hers quickly.

"I just came to see that you're ok, sir. I apologise if my presence irks you so.." the young witch explained sadly, before attempting to blather on.
"If you insist on being here can you at the least do so in silence?" The bitter wizard scowled.

Hermione didn't say another word, but she didn't leave.. she respected the old sods request for peace and quiet but she refused to allow him the solitude. No, he had spent his whole life alone, it was time he realised that he would never be an outsider again.

They sat in silence for a while, until Hermione thought it time to conclude her visit. "I will be back tomorrow Professor... is there anything I can bring you? a book perhaps? a belonging you require?" She suggested as she rose from her seat.
"No." He snapped aggressively, Hermione sighed and left him to stew in his own juices.