snape: how can you say that i am ugly? how could you? granted, i am not conventionally beautiful by any stretch of the imagination, but what is ‘convention,’ after all? there are people in this world who are missing limbs, who cannot see, who cannot hear, and there are many who are far more scarred and broken than i — and who live full and joyful lives — while i, abused, must unhappily suffer the blows that you deal out so mercilessly. but what have i to complain about, in the end? indeed, nothing! i am in good health, and i am whole. i am deeply wounded by what you have said, and i shall never forgive you!!!!!
hermione: ….. severus, i never said you were ugly. i said ‘your hair is tangled,’ and ‘may i brush it.’
snape:
hermione: ?
snape: yes, alright, fine —
