Today was only her third lesson with Snape in Occlumency. After her first Saturday, he had deemed it necessary for her to have lessons on Sundays as well, but then of course she'd gotten herself poisoned and hadn't been in the right place to shield her mind. Up until that point Snape had only caught glimpses of her muggle childhood and memories of her parents. Which was also painful for her to relive. But it was a pain she had grown used to.