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'You look just like your mother.' A brings her comb through Severus' hair, feeling the young girl go rigid underneath her. The words had slipped out without asking her permission, and she tries to play it off, dragging the comb along.
'My mother?' Severus finally asks.
'Yes.' A brings her hand to push hair behind Severus' ear, then dropping her fingers on her cheek. Looking at Severus in her vanity mirror brings about the image of Anna so strongly, her heart aches.
'Really? I don't see it.' Severus even squints at her own reflection trying to find out.
'It's in your hair and eyes, your entire face really. You even have the same body as her, and sometimes...' She then pauses. 'Perhaps that's why I still keep you around.'
A continues combing, the rest of it spent in silence.
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