Chapter 28
Thanks Ambrosius, Two of Hearts (finish your fic! Grrr. . .!!), Ruby Rose (I now officially LOVE you for your last review!!), Clara. . .and the rest! Please R/R again! Lol! Alysun. Thanks, Naomi. . .* g *
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Everything
Snape saw Draco start to fall, and leapt to stop him. Catching him in his arms, he made a conscious effort not to look at Dumbledore, knowing what the man would think. It was NOT like that. . .
Not at all.
"Is he alright?" Dumbledore was asking. "Fainted," answered Snape, dazedly. He had told Draco. . .damn! Why had he told him?! Why?" Dumbledore asked. Snape stood up straight, leaning the unconscious Draco on the chair. "I'm sure I don't know. We'd better get him down to the hospital wing," he said, showing no emotions. He saw Dumbledore's slightly amused look from the corner of his eye. Old fool. "Shall I take him, or. . .?" asked Snape, not sure of the appropriate thing to do. "We'll both go," said Dumbledore practically, "but wait for him to wake up, first," Snape nodded. There was an uneasy pause. Snape didn't know what to expect from Dumbledore now. Dumbledore said after a while, "Narcissa said that she is ready to answer the Ministries questions about Lucius's death, at last." If he was trying to cheer Snape up, he was going the wrong way about it. Snape paled. So soon! Everything was moving so quickly! He would have to tell someone. . . but wouldn't that look like him trying to frame Narcissa. . .? Gods, this was so complicated! "Severus, what's the matter?" inquired the concerned voice of Dumbledore, momentarily bringing Snape out of his personal hell. Should he tell? His mind screamed logic, tell him, tell him, TELL HIM. . . but. . but. . but then they would find out about Lucius. . . then what would Dumbledore think of him? Snape shuddered involuntarily. He was doomed whatever way he looked at it. "I. . ." he started, but was cut off by a moan from Draco. Both men were at his side immediately. "Draco?" asked Dumbledore gently. "Draco, are you alright?" Well, no. . . Severus snarled silently. He fainted because he was perfectly alright. Draco stirred, and opened his eyes to see both Snape and Dumbledore standing over him. His eyes widened. "You!" he gasped at Snape. Snape raised an eyebrow. "Liar! She didn't. . .she didn't, she didn't, she couldn't " the boy repeated, over and over. . . Snape turned away, knowing that Draco had sealed his doom. When Narcissa presented her case to the court, this would come up, and it would sound like he had been trying to set Draco against his own mother. . . And that, along side all the other bits of his past history would just about do it for him. A few of Narcissa's well-worded lies would do the rest. He could feel Dumbledore's eyes boring into him. He may as well tell him. . . tell him everything. He felt hollow. So much pent up emotion, all finally relieved by his decision. Relief washed over him, calming his mind, soothing his troubled thoughts. So, Dumbledore would never look at him the same way again. He would just have to cope. There was nothing else he could do. He turned to face Dumbledore. "I will have to tell you. Everything," he said, calmly, composedly. Dumbledore looked surprised and as relieved as Snape felt. "You will?" "Yes," he answered, and turned his attention to Draco, who was staring at him in unflattering disbelief. "All I can do is apologise. . . but. . . you will understand, soon. You won't like it, but you will understand. I am sorry," said Snape. That cost him a lot. He never apologised to anyone. . . "You'd better go down to the hospital wing, Draco. Don't go back to lessons today," said Dumbledore. Draco nodded, still staring at Snape. Slowly he got to his feet, and unsteadily made his way to the door. He disappeared through the doorway, and Dumbledore turned to Snape. "Everything?" "Everything."
Thanks Ambrosius, Two of Hearts (finish your fic! Grrr. . .!!), Ruby Rose (I now officially LOVE you for your last review!!), Clara. . .and the rest! Please R/R again! Lol! Alysun. Thanks, Naomi. . .* g *
DISCLAIMER: Hello, all you evil copy right fiends! I DO NOT own the Harry Potter characters etc, but I do own the plot. . . .
Everything
Snape saw Draco start to fall, and leapt to stop him. Catching him in his arms, he made a conscious effort not to look at Dumbledore, knowing what the man would think. It was NOT like that. . .
Not at all.
"Is he alright?" Dumbledore was asking. "Fainted," answered Snape, dazedly. He had told Draco. . .damn! Why had he told him?! Why?" Dumbledore asked. Snape stood up straight, leaning the unconscious Draco on the chair. "I'm sure I don't know. We'd better get him down to the hospital wing," he said, showing no emotions. He saw Dumbledore's slightly amused look from the corner of his eye. Old fool. "Shall I take him, or. . .?" asked Snape, not sure of the appropriate thing to do. "We'll both go," said Dumbledore practically, "but wait for him to wake up, first," Snape nodded. There was an uneasy pause. Snape didn't know what to expect from Dumbledore now. Dumbledore said after a while, "Narcissa said that she is ready to answer the Ministries questions about Lucius's death, at last." If he was trying to cheer Snape up, he was going the wrong way about it. Snape paled. So soon! Everything was moving so quickly! He would have to tell someone. . . but wouldn't that look like him trying to frame Narcissa. . .? Gods, this was so complicated! "Severus, what's the matter?" inquired the concerned voice of Dumbledore, momentarily bringing Snape out of his personal hell. Should he tell? His mind screamed logic, tell him, tell him, TELL HIM. . . but. . but. . but then they would find out about Lucius. . . then what would Dumbledore think of him? Snape shuddered involuntarily. He was doomed whatever way he looked at it. "I. . ." he started, but was cut off by a moan from Draco. Both men were at his side immediately. "Draco?" asked Dumbledore gently. "Draco, are you alright?" Well, no. . . Severus snarled silently. He fainted because he was perfectly alright. Draco stirred, and opened his eyes to see both Snape and Dumbledore standing over him. His eyes widened. "You!" he gasped at Snape. Snape raised an eyebrow. "Liar! She didn't. . .she didn't, she didn't, she couldn't " the boy repeated, over and over. . . Snape turned away, knowing that Draco had sealed his doom. When Narcissa presented her case to the court, this would come up, and it would sound like he had been trying to set Draco against his own mother. . . And that, along side all the other bits of his past history would just about do it for him. A few of Narcissa's well-worded lies would do the rest. He could feel Dumbledore's eyes boring into him. He may as well tell him. . . tell him everything. He felt hollow. So much pent up emotion, all finally relieved by his decision. Relief washed over him, calming his mind, soothing his troubled thoughts. So, Dumbledore would never look at him the same way again. He would just have to cope. There was nothing else he could do. He turned to face Dumbledore. "I will have to tell you. Everything," he said, calmly, composedly. Dumbledore looked surprised and as relieved as Snape felt. "You will?" "Yes," he answered, and turned his attention to Draco, who was staring at him in unflattering disbelief. "All I can do is apologise. . . but. . . you will understand, soon. You won't like it, but you will understand. I am sorry," said Snape. That cost him a lot. He never apologised to anyone. . . "You'd better go down to the hospital wing, Draco. Don't go back to lessons today," said Dumbledore. Draco nodded, still staring at Snape. Slowly he got to his feet, and unsteadily made his way to the door. He disappeared through the doorway, and Dumbledore turned to Snape. "Everything?" "Everything."