2.
Reap what you sow.
Severus Snape, Potion Master of Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry made his way to the Headmasters office, his black robes swelling out from behind him as he walked swiftly. It wasn't a surprise that he was being called to Dumbledore he knew that this meeting pertained to Hogwarts very own Head Girl. He had seen the bronzed owl flutter to her earlier this evening. He knew with certainty what the little owl had delivered. Professor Snape spoke the password quickly as he gently rubbed his left forearm. He knew very well indeed what was in her envelope.
" Severus." Albus ushered him into a chair. " I assume you know as to why I've asked you here?"
" Undeniably, Headmaster. Although I am quite concerned as to what I can do."
" She needs supervision, Severus. She's an exceptionally intelligent witch and I have no doubt that she could be convinced that this is certainly the wrong path."
The Headmaster eyed Severus carefully. He had no doubt the boy was deeply affected by this news.
Snape felt a twinge of pressure behind his eyes.
" And you believe me to be her proverbial light at the end of the tunnel, I assume?"
Dumbledore sighed. " You have been there, Severus. You know what to expect and you can challenge her mind long enough for us to convince her."
" And if she suspects me a traitor to the Dark Lord what then? Where does that leave me if the little chit turns me in?"
" Severus, you know as well as I do that you can use your emissary role to help her. If in fact she is faithful to Voldemort than she will see you as an ally. If she is not then she will come to me."
"What shall my pretense be, for me to get close enough to convince her?"
Severus sighed, deeply. Albus, always made him take such high risks. He knew for damn certain that if she were faithful to the Dark Lord he would die by her hands if she were to suspect him.
" She did apply for a potions senior project."
" Albus, we're playing with fire here. She was there when I showed my dark mark. She knows I am a spy."
" But, ' Albus held his hand up to stop him. ' you can use that to your advantage."
Severus sighed. " You want me to gain her trust, enough to find out her intentions, then manipulate it so she believes me to be a faithful minion of the Dark Lords and at the same time plant the seed in her mind that what she's doing is wrong?"
" We cannot loose her, Severus. She needs to know exactly what she's up against if she goes through with this."
Severus knew when he had been defeated. The old man had a point she did indeed need to know what she was getting herself into.
" I will write to her, my acceptance for her senior project."
" Thank you, Severus, and I assure you Ms. Granger thanks you as well."
Severus made his way to his chambers. He was defiantly achieving a tension ache between his eyes. What had he gotten himself into? He was laying the stones for his death with every step he took. The girl knew he was a spy. She had been there when he showed Fudge. How was he going to convince her that he was actually faithful to the Dark Lord? " Well it can't be as hard as pulling one over on the Dark Lord himself, Severus." A sneering voice echoed in his mind. " She's only a teenaged female."
Severus reached his office and sat at his desk. Reaching for a quill and parchment he began her letter of acceptance as self-depreciating thought crept into his mind.
"It's her second one today."
