Severus had withstood a myriad of feminine tortures upon his face and was certain that there was nothing left to be peeled, plucked, buffed, nor smoothed out with tonics that even his Mastery in Potions left him clueless about. He even had some sort of quidditch mouthpiece in, coated with a type of tingling chemical(he had indeed said chemical and not potion, and warned me to not swallow it) as he cast a few intense straightening charms. The result was a row of pearly-white teeth that made him think he should have been in the muggle cinema.