In the dimly lit room, Severus met a pair of startlingly bright silver-gray eyes, filled with the joy of seeing him.
His anger melted away effortlessly, replaced by the deep satisfaction of being trusted and needed, enveloping him from the inside out.
"Severus! Thank God! Lucius doesn't know what potion he's taken, but he seems out of his mind, and his mental age has regressed to childhood. Come and help me, please."
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