Chapter Two
"It has been brought to my attention, recently-," Snape began later on that day with as much dignity as he could muster in the headmaster's office. "- that young Potter has not been himself. And that he might be doing himself some bodily harm."
"Hmm, I see. Of course that was the reason you had two young Griffindors in your arms on the floor," Dumbledore said somberly.
Snape narrowed his eyes menacingly. He wasn't fooled one bit. He knew when the headmaster was teasing him and it infuriated him to no end! Damn that twinkle!
"So they finally asked you," Dumbledore stated. "It's about time."
"Sir?"
"I just hope it's not too late. You'll help him, of course, my child?"
"It doesn't seem like I have much of a choice, do I?"
"There's always a choice. Always a choice," the headmaster said dismissively.
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