The Trial
A/N: Don't you just love cliffies??? Hehehehe….
Snape was angrily, silently, and vengefully staring at the wall.
"Professor?" asked Professor Dumbledore gently. "We must get to the trial soon."
Snape glared, and stood up. For the last week he had been allowed to stay out of custody. He returned to teaching, but not at all himself, and no one knew why. He stopped picking on Harry, but began to harass Malfoy. Draco was so confused, his favorite teacher (despite his being a traitor to master) was being cruel to him. Hermoine was appalled, because Snape was in such a rut, that he gave no homework. And Dumbledore was getting extremely worried.
At the courthouse, Snape's lawyer was taking a risk to save Snape from Azkaban. "I have only one thing that can clear my client's name," said Snape's lawyer. "A time turner. We go and watch the attempted murder."
The judge pondered this. After a short moment, he said, "Granted." The judge scribbled a note, and said, "Bailiff, go get a time turner," he handed the bailiff the note.
A few minutes later, which seemed like ages to Snape, the bailiff returned. Slowly, the judge twisted the dial, and suddenly, the court was in the dungeon. The whole court watched as Lucius Malfoy attempted to kill Harry. Once again the judge turned the dial, and they were back again.
"Lucius Malfoy. My, what a shame. The defense rests."
"Thank you. Professor Severus Snape, you are free to go. Bailiff, go retrieve Mr. Malfoy," declared the judge.
Snape showed no joy in being cleared. He felt he would rather go the Azkaban, than live without his niece. He showed no joy at even the thought of Lucius, getting sent to Azkaban. He was silent as he left he room.
A/N: I am sorry for making the chapters so short. Do you guys (girls) want a sequel, or no? If you would, tell me some how, email, review, whatever. If I do make another, I will try very, very, very hard to use lots, and lots of detail. This story is not done yet either, so don't' give up. Thanks for reviewing!