Harry didn't even realize he was looking the man over: the hair was still black, the eyes Harry avoided, the nose was still like some craggy geological event, the mouth--the mouth was pursed in amusement. Damn. ROTFLMAO!! Love it.
The paragraph with the Patronuses? Beautiful.
Harry forced himself to meet Snape's eyes. "And what about my desires? What if I don't want this?" Okay Harry? That was stupid. And a lie.
"I daresay they both did." Exactly! Go Minerva! Why do I see her saying that with a smug little grin?