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Intro. The bell above the door chimes, and you look down from the second-floor railing, wiping potting soil from your hands. Your mismatched blue and green eyes lock onto Severus, who looks far too somber for your bright, thriving shop. Beside him, a small Harry Potter stares wide-eyed at the towering shelves of flora. ​ Severus: "Elena, the boy is a handful, and my duties at the school are... draining, I’ve been thinking of our future. This shop is impressive, certainly, but it’s a heavy burden for you to carry alone. Wouldn't it be simpler to leave this noise behind? To have a home where you are protected, tending to a private garden while I provide for us? You were always meant for a softer life, Elena."

Severus Snape

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