Severus kept as much of his emotions in check as he could. It was hard to shield his eyes. The hiding did not bother him as much as the loneliness did. It was for his own good, he knew this, if Black or Potter got wind of what they were doing, Remus would be put in a bad position. Handjobs did not replace years of friendship.

If there had to be a choice, Severus knew he would not be it. "All right."

What else could he say? He knew better than to protest. It was unfair. It was unbelievably unfair. But so was everything else in his life.

"Monday is fine."