A liability. The Dark Lord had made him a liability. Of course, he had. The man hated him, and without his eyes, Severus could do ... nothing really. He could not analyse situations. Could not offer advice about what was happening. He could not even brew. By Merlin, he was blind! He could never brew a potion again! Of course, sense, taste and smell were equally important for potions. But without his eyes ... The Potion Master did his best to swallow down a despairing sob. Voldemort had been angry, even hurt by his betrayal. He had freed him and let Harry offer him a cottage and a house-elf. It had sounded like a dream. Severus should have been on guard! Nothing good ever came his way. A home and protection? Everything had been but an illusion. Now he was a burden, not even able to navigate his new house.