He'd miss his stupid bed that he'd hated and he'd miss having Evan so close at all times. He'd gotten much closer to him over the year. They were always close, but this was a shift in their dynamic. And it wasn't even a slight sort of shift. Their foundation had been completely rocked. He wouldn't be seeing him everyday anymore. Wouldn't spend too much time in his office, doing homework with the boys, or having tea with him or running to him for any little bruise. The cruel reality was that his position as Potions Master was only temporary. Snape would be back next year. 