Heart thumping, Hermione hardly dared breathe. No kiss, no name change—she was certain Snape would have wanted to lord his new power over her, make her feel as wretched and uncomfortable as possible, but he somehow seemed almost as miserable as she. Was it truly because he was married to a muggleborn? That couldn’t possibly be the case. But perhaps it was—he was a Slytherin after all, and Slytherins were notorious blood purists. 