Disclaimer: I don't own HP. Oh well.
Author's Note: This is a "drabble". Drabbles are supposed to be only 100 words. So therefore, this is supposed to be short.
The trial was short, just as he thought. The chair chained him to it by its own accord, and he stiffened.
"Did you kill Albus Dumbledore?" The voice boomed.
"Yes." Severus answered, his black eyes cold, uncaring, empty, "On his own orders." The spectators gasped and chatter erupted, sounding like the maddening buzzing of a million bees, but he remained calm.
"Do you expect us to believe that hogwash?" It asked angrily.
"Albus Dumbledore ordered me to kill him. I could not refuse. I had no choice." He said sternly.
"You'll have no choice soon enough. Send in the Dementors."