Snape had returned to his home after helping Hermione. It had been a close call. Lupin had trusted him. The werewolf whom he’d sworn to destroy had trusted him over some of the best magical healers. He didn’t know how he felt about it. He took a bath to rid himself of the blood and then burned the robes he had been wearing. As he sat there watching the fire, his thoughts drifted back to his time with Lilly.