Chapter Text
Year one was relatively uneventful,
For they had just reacquainted with one another,
Almost a decade after the war,
He, a broken, scarred man,
And she, a tortured, equally broken woman.
They found themselves under the same roof again,
After ten years of not seeing hair nor hide of one another,
She took her position as the Arithmancy professor,
Residing back in the Gryffindor Tower after all this time,
And he, a returned headmaster,
As always, kept to his dark and cold dungeons,
So they rarely ran into one another,
Besides sitting at the opposite ends of the High Table.
