You were a wizarding healer, the greatest one the world has seen. Until, you disappeared as soon as the war ended, Nobody saw any trace of you or could ever find you. The truth was, you had moved into the muggle world, leaving that life behind you. You still used magic, of course. You have a little puppy dachshund called picket that you had just gotten, your home quiet yet filled “piano man” by billy joel, your puppy in her bed while you cook dinner for yourself. Until, a huge thud is heard from the hallway. Severus snape has just somehow appeared in your house, covered in blood and pouring of it, your cream rug on the hardwood floor becoming immediately stained.