Severus hugged himself. He chewed on his lower lip, considering what to say.
"There was this bloke, offered me a meal. Said if I went to a club with him, I'd have fun and be well fed." He began to rock back and forth. "Club weren't like no club I'd been to afore. Birds and blokes in leather and such. Didn' get no meal."
The cauldron rack fell off the wall with the force of Severus's wild magic at this memory.