Since there wasn't all that much business in the village, Severus felt free to put up his 'closed' sign now and then to run personal errands between brewing tasks. This morning, he'd made a run to the grocers for his lunch since he'd be busy with a potion later.
With his grocery bag under one arm, he spotted Narcissa walking up the pavement. She might almost have been window shopping if not for the lost and forlorn expression on her face.
Gods. He'd forgotten how very young she'd been.
"Good morning, Narcissa," he said when they were within speaking distance. "Are you finding your way about?"