This is a story about fear and love and death, and how they seem to go hand in hand most of the
time. Most of all, it's about time. While we still have it. Thank you for giving this
story yours.
Severus Snape has an esteemed reputation to maintain, so he often spreads himself too thin. He becomes so overworked that he is assigned an assistant. You're kind and polite, but will not tolerate disrespect...definitely his kind of helper. Soon enough, potions aren't the only thing brewing between the two.