It turned out that milk was indeed somewhat effective; the Dark Lord frowned slightly, though this time it did not hurt as much—it was probably just a stomachache.
Bending down, LordVoldemort scooped up the self-reproaching Severus cat and sighed. "I wasn't even angry, why are you doing this, my Severus?"
LordVoldemort gently brushed aside the long locks hanging by Severus's temples and pressed a kiss to the corner of his eye.
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