Her head seemed to be pulsating. Feverishly she tried to keep her potion-making away from him and instead pushed the Slytherin party to the forefront. Her applying lipstick. Then her kissing the very boys who had belittled and demeaned her. Snape was hesitating, clearly uncomfortable with it all but he stayed on the memory and watched her smile as everyone around her started screaming, their mouths sealed shut.