Yes, Severus would agree with that assessment. It was still so bloody. So disgusting. If he never had to go back, that would be ideal. And meeting here would be even more ideal.

Severus was a smart boy. Dumbledore wanted a bathroom, this room became a bathroom. They wanted a place to go where they could be together, and that's what happened.

Severus sat down against the plush green and orange striped couch, holding out his hand for Remus to take a biscuit. He couldn't remember when last he ate.