Chapter 22.
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Hopeless
Dumbledore was feeling ever increasingly ancient. He thought that Harry was bad! Now he had one of his most senior teachers in serious trouble over a relationship, more over, a gay relationship with a student!
Snape! What on earth had the man been thinking?! Good god, did he really have feelings for Draco? Draco's suicide attempt certainly showed what he felt well enough.
Oh, damn it! Why was Severus insisting on being so damn awkward?! He should have fired him by now, at any rate. . .But where would he go? Voldemort's lot was still out there, and there were plenty who had suspicions over his past loyalty.
And the fact that it WAS Severus. Dumbledore knew that he would never do anything like this again. He wasn't the type.
Oh, his head ached so much!
The talk that he had had with Severus had not been informative, as he had expected. At least he knew who had started it. Unless Severus was lying. The talk had ended after Severus had told him what had happened the first time. Dumbledore couldn't bring himself to ask what Voldemort had done to Severus. The poor man was under enough stress as it was.
He really should owl Fudge telling him about this. Fudge was a fool. he didn't understand people. Money, yes, people, no. No, he would leave Fudge in the dark for now. . .he would only complicate matters even more.
What would happen next? It was stalemate, almost. Draco had made his move, Severus had blocked it. Draco's turn. What would he do?
And then there was Minerva in the frame now as well. She wanted to know what was going on, not that he blamed her. She had asked many questions; questions like, 'Why was he calling Severus by his first name?, What did Snape mean when he said "I told you so"? , and 'why was he going to jump in the first place?' Naturally, Dumbledore answered none of them, but it meant that Minerva would now be watching Severus and Draco to see what was going on.
Oh, it was so Complicated . . .
Now he knew how Draco had felt, at any rate.
Hopeless.