Disclaimer: Sorry this took so long to write! Some of you may not like where this will lead to, but I'm going to finish it as I planned and so if you feel you do not want to, I won't take offence.

Snape told the person to enter knowing it was Eve.

"You seem troubled", she observed as she walked in. She leaned over his chair and looked him in the eye. "What is it? You know you could always tell me everything."

Severus searched her eyes, looking for something…

"Yes, you're right. It's about time I told you."

Eve nodded and sat in front of him, knowing what it was he would tell her. He was going to talk about those missing years.

"Would you like something to drink?" She offered abruptly, getting up. She strode to his cabinets.

"Yes please", Severus said, rubbing his temples. A drink would help make it easier. But could he handle the pain in her eyes once he told her what her big brother did? That he was once a Death Eater?

She returned with some drink and handed it to him, then sat down apposite him nervously, expectantly.

Snape took a long sip of his drink and placed it next to him. "There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just get it right out." Eve nodded and Snape took a deep breath.

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Harry looked at his watch and noted the time. It was five to ten. He hurried out of his dorm and headed to Professor Epaulets' office. There was a certain jump to his stride, as he thought of the friendly Professor helping him out. He knew the war with Lord Voldemort was only beginning and now that he was at full power Harry couldn't help but feel afraid. Perhaps with some extra lesson he will be more prepared….

He rounded the corner and knocked on her office door. The door opened a crack, apparently unlocked.

"Hello?" Harry asked, entering the office timidly. "Professor? Are you here?"

The door behind him shut closed.

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"I suppose it happened right after graduation", Snape was saying. Once he finished his drink, the words seem to just spill out of him. "I met an old friend." Snape sneered at the memory. "I was always tempted by the Dark Arts at school, they fascinated me, but nothing beyond that. Fascination. I was hurting over the stunt that Black pulled on me back at school, not willing to trust anyone. It mad me feel vulnerable and so I was enraged." Snape swallowed and Eve kept watching him, not saying a word.

"He…This friend offered me the one thing I wanted more than anything. Power. Power to show those fools like Black that I shouldn't be messed with. It was simple at first: Join this group, be amongst people who respect you, make a potion here a potion there…. We were a street gang and I liked it. We didn't do anything big, just rubbed a store here and there, but He found out." Snape's eyes darkened. "He offered us all power like we could never dream of and I- I wanted it." Snape said embarrassed, looking away. "More than anything in the world… So we agreed to join this His group. We were so many people- it was incredible! So many people knew who I was! And not 'the boy who murdered his father' but now I was 'the potion whiz'. I liked it! And all I had to do was bear The Mark and do what I do best: Brew potions. But after a while things got out of hand, I became more…Involved. I started doing what the others were doing, I started-" he gulped. "Hurting innocent people. It was as if I was under a spell, but I know that is not true. I committed those offences-ME" he hit his chest with his fist for emphasis. "And I enjoyed it." His lip curled back in disgust, remembering it all. "I liked having the power over people's lives, for them to beg for mercy. I kept saying that if I didn't get any, neither should them. I knew I was deep into it and there was no return. But I didn't care! The thrill! The adrenaline! I was young and foolish. But it all changed", Snape said, tears threatened to escape, but he pushed them back. "It all changed when I killed a boy, no older than eleven. He didn't deserve to die and I was being eaten from the inside. I no longer wanted to be a Death Eater, no longer wanted to be around Malfoy and the rest of the lot. I no longer wanted to serve the Dark Lord. But I knew I had no choice. If I left He would kill me, as I've seen him do others. So the killings continued and I sank deeper and deeper in to the abyss… Then one day He gave me a new target. Dumbledore. I went to him with the intention of killing him, I entered his office and I stood there, facing him…And he asked me to sit down" Snape laughed. "He knew I wanted to kill him and he offered me a drink! Of course it had a Truth Potion in it, but the gesture simply broke me." Snape sighed. "I came there to kill him and I ended up telling him everything. He listened gravely and offered me a deal. Either he turns me in to the Aurors, who would probably send me Dementors bearing the Death Kiss, or I play spy for him." Snape laughed without mirth. "I thought I was dead for sure! I mean, spying against the Dark Lord? He'd figure it out and kill me in the most terrible way he can think of. But then again, I think I wanted to die. To suffer, like my victims have…" Snape's voice trailed off, but he regained his train of thought. "I spent a few of my most awful years as a spy. I still had to kill, or else my cover would be ruined, but I narrowed it down, tried to focus on potions instead. Then one day the Dark Lord decides the Potters are a threat, he kills them, tries to kill the baby as well and suddenly he's vanished! An infant defeated the Dark Lord!" He laughed at the absurdity. "And I was free. But people still stayed clear from me, not willing to hire me, though Dumbledore cleared my name. That's how I ended up here", he waved at his room. "A teacher."

There was a long pause between the two. There was a sad look in Eve's eyes, filled with pity, as Snape expected. But for some reason the look was unnerving.

"Oh Sev", Eve said sadly. "I'm afraid you're see it all wrong."

"What?" He asked. Not understanding what she was saying. His mind seemed to be blurry and it was hard to form the question. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you should have remained loyal to the Dark Lord, I mean", there was a strange glint in her eyes. "I'm going to help you out. Repay you for looking out for me. This time, I'LL be looking out for YOU."

Severus was about to say something, to try and understand what she could possibly mean, but his head throbbed and he collapsed on the floor.

"I'm going to take good care of you, little brother." Eve whispered in his ear. "But first I need to take care of something." She left his room and headed towards her office.

-END PART 6-
if your mouths are opened right now, I'm sorry. I know this is unexpected, but I planned it this way from the get-go. So now there's one more chapter left for the conclusion…

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