It was her! Severus could hardly believe it. She looked not much different than when he'd last seen her, she'd scarcely changed. What had that note said? That they had been brought here out of their own lives? Did that mean that whoever brought them here could pluck them out of any time? It seemed impossible and yet... the evidence was standing right in front of him.
He drew in a shaking breath and licked his lips. "Yes." She barely recognised him but that didn't surprise him. He was older and the years had not been overly kind to him. How could they be when he danced attendance on two powerful and ruthless men and tried to walk the tightrope between them? And he knew he looked older than ever after... after having killed Albus. It weighed on him even though it was what Albus had wanted, had ordered him to do.