When she arrived at her office, she closed her door and sank down onto the floor. How had she not considered that he might think it was a mockery? Harry had mentioned that Snape had been ruthlessly mistreated by the Marauders as a student, but she didn’t imagine he would ever think this was a cruel joke on her part. How could she fix this and convince him, even if he was not willing to participate, to at least know that it was meant in earnest? She pulled herself to her feet and sent out a memo requesting notary parchment. When it arrived, she sat down at her desk with the parchment and drew out her quill.