Chapter 3: What's going on?

Dumbledore looked at Snape as if he was willing him to answer.

"I." Snape began.

"Yes?" said Harry. Harry looked at Snape, an air of cool about him. He knew it was a horrible thought but he didn't care what happened to Snape, he just wanted Sirius and Remus to be okay. Snape looked at Harry for a minute and then looked away. Something in his expression puzzled Harry. He couldn't. well; he couldn't read minds could he? Harry hoped not. He wasn't exactly thinking nicely about Snape at the moment.

Snape cleared his throat and then looked back at Harry. His eyes were glittering and he had an air of defiance about him.

"I have said yes." Snape said and then he turned away.

Harry nearly fell off his seat, as did Dumbledore. Had Harry heard Snape right? Harry had a question and he decided now was a good time to ask.

"Professor Dumbledore," Harry began, a little nervously, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop but before I knocked on your door I heard Professor Snape shou. er. say that he wouldn't do it. Is that true?"

Snape suddenly whirled around, startling Harry. A look of anger and something else Harry couldn't decipher crossed Snape's face. It looked like. panic.

"What did you hear Harry?!" Snape spat. He crossed the small office and bent down so he was face to face with Harry.

"What did you hear?! Answer me boy!"

"I. uh. I. I just."

Snape was frightening Harry. He was angry earlier in Potions but that was nothing compared to this. This was much more frightening. And even worse, this time, every bit of Snape's anger was directed at Harry.

"ANSWER ME!!!" Snape bellowed.

"I just heard that you didn't want to spy again and you couldn't because of your previous situation and then I didn't hear any more. I swear." Harry said all this in one breath.

"You're a liar!" Professor Snape shouted. "A liar!" Professor Snape switched to his normal, deadly silky voice. "You should never lie to anyone, Harry. Never. I learned that the hard way."

"SEVERUS!" Dumbledore suddenly shouted. And Snape suddenly snapped straight back up and walked away from Harry quickly an expression of pure. horror? on his face.

"Harry has said that is all he has heard and that is all he has heard. Now, Harry," Dumbledore smiled, turning back to Harry and carrying on in his soft voice, "There is one other thing we must discuss. You must not tell anyone the details of this conversation. No one. Not Ron and not Hermione. This is very important. If we want Professor Snape to successfully gather details of Remus' whereabouts you must tell no one. Do you understand?"

Harry did. He nodded his head.

"Now Harry," Professor Dumbledore said in his usual light tone, "If you're as hungry as I am you'll want to fly off to the feast for a rather oversized dinner. Shall we go?"

Harry nodded again. He was still a little numb from everything that had just happened.

Dumbledore got up from his desk, helped Harry off his chair and made his way to his office door. He looked back.

"Coming Severus?"

"Dumbledore, I have to talk to you." Snape said urgently.

"I know, Severus, but I'm ravenous. Come to the feast and we'll talk after."

So Snape gave in and the odd group of Dumbledore, Snape and Harry made their way to the Great Hall.

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