Chapter 16.
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One Big Mess. . .
What should he do? The question went round and round in Dumbledore's head, over and over, with no sensible answer. He had known that Severus was hiding something - something serious - but hadn't known what. That was why he had used an Invisibility spell to hide in his lesson with Draco. And then of course, then in the dungeon at half twelve. He had arrived half an hour early, to make sure he was well before the other two. Why had he not suspected it? Why did it never occur to him that Severus was gay? He was not an unattractive man, after all, and he had never, as far as Dumbledore could remember, had a girlfriend after one girl in the first year when he arrived at Hogwarts. What had her name been? Dumbledore strained to remember, but to his surprise, he couldn't recall her name. He cursed his usually exceptional memory. He had put the lack of women in Severus's life down to his menacing attitude. I must be getting old, he thought to himself wearily. I should have guessed, I should have seen it coming. . . But Draco? Why had Severus chosen Draco Malfoy, of all people, to be his. . .lover? When had it all started anyway? Who started it? Had Severus seduced Draco, or visa versa? It doesn't make sense! Severus Snape, the most supercilious man Dumbledore could think of, off hand, falling for a boy under half his age! And Draco! Had he not been going out with Pansy Parkinson since their first year here at Hogwarts?! He was too old for this, Dumbledore decided. He was well over seventy now. He had thought, when he had been considerably younger, that at this age, he would be Head Master at a peaceful Hogwarts, all the fighting and darkness in his all done and dealt with long ago. Now the time had come, however, it was worse than the first time Voldemort had risen. What had Voldemort done to Severus? Was it what Draco obviously thought it was? Rape? It would make sense if it was, why Severus had never told him. He had too much pride; it would have hurt his dignity to admit that someone, even someone as infamous as the Dark Lord, had beaten him, made him do something that he didn't want to. It would explain the scars as well. That resolved, Dumbledore moved onto the next point of uncertainty. Why was Severus so cut up about Lucius Malfoy's death? More to the point, why was he trying to hide it so much? Did Severus and Lucius have history there? If there was, Draco obviously didn't know. Were they just good friends? It seemed the more likely option, since Lucius had been married and with a child. What was he going to do about Severus though? By rights, he should be expelled and maybe even put in Azakaban for a short while. But the he seemed to have ended the. . . relationship?. . .with Draco. Had it been an actual relationship anyway? Or was it just like it had been. . .Dumbledore shuddered and for once his life, and cursed his vivid imagination and memory. He would have to talk with Severus. He wouldn't like the fact that Dumbledore had been there at all. Dumbledore didn't like it either. He didn't like spying, as it were, and he could have lived quite happily with out seeing Severus and Draco. . . How many . . .boyfriends had Severus had? It took Dumbledore a moment to get round the fact that Severus was gay. He wasn't homophobic. . .but Severus? He just didn't seem the type. . .there's such a thing as a type, he scorned himself. But then. . .how long had Severus known he was gay? He had seemed to have known what he had been doing fairly well. Fairly well? Very well, by the moans of appreciation that Draco had given. What would have Draco's father have thought if he had known? Dumbledore stood up from his desk, and went over to the black cabinet where he kept his pensive. He brought it out and set it on the desk. Sitting in front of it, he hesitated. If he put these thoughts in, then no-one else could use it. No-one else should, by rights, but if the likes of Harry ever saw it again. . .Dumbledore sighed and pushed it away. He wouldn't do it. He would just have to talk to Snape the next day, or at least later today, and admit to spying. Severus wouldn't like it. Not one bit. Should he talk to Draco as well? No, he resolved. Not unless it was necessary. This explained a lot though. Why the pair have them had been so monotone in their answers to his questions, why Severus had watched Draco's coach so avidly, what Draco had meant at the top of the stairs that day. . . Dumbledore put his head in his hands and groaned softly. What the hell did they think they were playing at? At least Severus had had the sense to end it then, before it went any further. Had Severus been 'involved' with any other students? Oh, it was so complicated! What a mess! One, big mess. . .
DISCLAIMER: The characters ain't mine, and nor are the settings. Just the plot, and all the twisted sick bits. * g *
Thanks reviewers! If you leave you're e-mail addresses in you're reviews, I'll e-mail when I've got any chapters up; I know I haven't got any regular patterns! Wah! Ambroius, your wonderful fic has ended! NO! Attention, everyone! Go and r/r 'The Sound of Home' by Ambrosius, it's great!! But read and review mine first, if you would, ^_~!!
One Big Mess. . .
What should he do? The question went round and round in Dumbledore's head, over and over, with no sensible answer. He had known that Severus was hiding something - something serious - but hadn't known what. That was why he had used an Invisibility spell to hide in his lesson with Draco. And then of course, then in the dungeon at half twelve. He had arrived half an hour early, to make sure he was well before the other two. Why had he not suspected it? Why did it never occur to him that Severus was gay? He was not an unattractive man, after all, and he had never, as far as Dumbledore could remember, had a girlfriend after one girl in the first year when he arrived at Hogwarts. What had her name been? Dumbledore strained to remember, but to his surprise, he couldn't recall her name. He cursed his usually exceptional memory. He had put the lack of women in Severus's life down to his menacing attitude. I must be getting old, he thought to himself wearily. I should have guessed, I should have seen it coming. . . But Draco? Why had Severus chosen Draco Malfoy, of all people, to be his. . .lover? When had it all started anyway? Who started it? Had Severus seduced Draco, or visa versa? It doesn't make sense! Severus Snape, the most supercilious man Dumbledore could think of, off hand, falling for a boy under half his age! And Draco! Had he not been going out with Pansy Parkinson since their first year here at Hogwarts?! He was too old for this, Dumbledore decided. He was well over seventy now. He had thought, when he had been considerably younger, that at this age, he would be Head Master at a peaceful Hogwarts, all the fighting and darkness in his all done and dealt with long ago. Now the time had come, however, it was worse than the first time Voldemort had risen. What had Voldemort done to Severus? Was it what Draco obviously thought it was? Rape? It would make sense if it was, why Severus had never told him. He had too much pride; it would have hurt his dignity to admit that someone, even someone as infamous as the Dark Lord, had beaten him, made him do something that he didn't want to. It would explain the scars as well. That resolved, Dumbledore moved onto the next point of uncertainty. Why was Severus so cut up about Lucius Malfoy's death? More to the point, why was he trying to hide it so much? Did Severus and Lucius have history there? If there was, Draco obviously didn't know. Were they just good friends? It seemed the more likely option, since Lucius had been married and with a child. What was he going to do about Severus though? By rights, he should be expelled and maybe even put in Azakaban for a short while. But the he seemed to have ended the. . . relationship?. . .with Draco. Had it been an actual relationship anyway? Or was it just like it had been. . .Dumbledore shuddered and for once his life, and cursed his vivid imagination and memory. He would have to talk with Severus. He wouldn't like the fact that Dumbledore had been there at all. Dumbledore didn't like it either. He didn't like spying, as it were, and he could have lived quite happily with out seeing Severus and Draco. . . How many . . .boyfriends had Severus had? It took Dumbledore a moment to get round the fact that Severus was gay. He wasn't homophobic. . .but Severus? He just didn't seem the type. . .there's such a thing as a type, he scorned himself. But then. . .how long had Severus known he was gay? He had seemed to have known what he had been doing fairly well. Fairly well? Very well, by the moans of appreciation that Draco had given. What would have Draco's father have thought if he had known? Dumbledore stood up from his desk, and went over to the black cabinet where he kept his pensive. He brought it out and set it on the desk. Sitting in front of it, he hesitated. If he put these thoughts in, then no-one else could use it. No-one else should, by rights, but if the likes of Harry ever saw it again. . .Dumbledore sighed and pushed it away. He wouldn't do it. He would just have to talk to Snape the next day, or at least later today, and admit to spying. Severus wouldn't like it. Not one bit. Should he talk to Draco as well? No, he resolved. Not unless it was necessary. This explained a lot though. Why the pair have them had been so monotone in their answers to his questions, why Severus had watched Draco's coach so avidly, what Draco had meant at the top of the stairs that day. . . Dumbledore put his head in his hands and groaned softly. What the hell did they think they were playing at? At least Severus had had the sense to end it then, before it went any further. Had Severus been 'involved' with any other students? Oh, it was so complicated! What a mess! One, big mess. . .