He steadily rocked himself, drumming his finger on the rim of the chair as he stared out the barred window. Watching two birds as the flew around each other fighting for that space of air. He noticed it was about to rain and likely a bad one. Did he like the rain? Did he like nature? He couldn't remember. They didn't tell him anything of his past or did they give hints on his future. All he had was now. This window and those birds.

"Severus?" A voice from the doorway calls out cautiously. He keeps on watching as rain begins to trip from the clouds. The birds both fly away for shelter. A knock upon the door causes him to stir and turn towards it.

"Yeah?" He says with a smile, he had a visitor, for once he had a visitor.

"I just wanted to see how you were sir." He knew her, her voice, that hair but the answer of who and from where wasn't there. Perhaps a student - of the few things he was told included the fact he once taught school.

"Good." She smiles awkwardly shuffling her feet almost afraid to look at him. There was a time she feared him, when his sarcastic tones caused her to cry into her pillow at night. This wasn't that same man, his man couldn't even harm a rabbit, it just wasn't fair.

"Me too. I am married. And I am excepting my first child this winter."

"Babies are nice." Without warning she starts to cry holding back a scream and the desire to shake out a nasty comment from him about her blood lines and how he didn't give a damn. He notices her tears, cocks his eyebrow up, okay maybe babies aren't nice after all.

"Want to see my friends?" He asks as he turns back to the window. She nods sniffing and joins his side.

"I forgot they went away. But they'll be back! You see that branch? That's there home. You always return home." Not always professor not always she thinks as another tear falls.