There is something wonky going on with navigating between chapters on FF (at least for me!). Here's a link to the 2nd chapter. www. fanfiction .net/s/5953401/2/
Based on The Visit, by Malbec. Enjoy [reviews are loved, as always].
"Shut up, Hermione!" he snapped at her, throwing the empty vial in his hand against the wall in his frustration. "I don't quite understand why you're so bloody fixated on such a daft question! I refuse to answer!" he continued. Leaning closer, he hissed in her face. "Drop. The. Subject."
Her face was steadily growing more and more blotchily red, her eyes flashing with anger.
"Severus Tobias Snape. It is hardly something to be so defensive about. What, are you still fixated on that woman? She's been dead for over 20 years! You are wasting away in this hellhole of a potions lab, punishing yourself for something you did not even cause!" she shouted.
He turned then, walking to the door to his quarters, slamming it open and storming through. She followed him angrily, haphazardly repairing the broken glass vial on her way. When she stepped through the doorway, he spun back.
"I do not recall inviting you in," he said icily.
"I do not recall needing an invitation!" she yelled.
He glared at her from across the room, fists clenched. Voice laden with fury, his words seemed at once mocking and brutally honest.
"Why. Do. You. Care."
Hermione just looked at him, the anger dissipating from her body and face in one fell swoop. She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but instead just left, slamming the door as she went.
In my inspiration
I've always been the kind to turn my back
But in the conversation, I can't tell you that