The idea of being so intimately connected with her former Professor was too bizarre to fully comprehend. She kept skirting around the edges of it in her mind; she was playing in shallow water, unaware of the vast ocean. Now, seated across a desk from her, he seemed familiar and safe, but sharing a living space with him? Receiving private lessons?  She couldn’t remember a single instance when she had been alone with Professor Snape, and now they were married. 