Severus drank some of his tea before looking at me, hoping for the best. Harry, Dumbledore help him, looked like a kid who was trying to keep up with an adult's conversation. We were talking about things he'd not known about, even with Dumbledore telling him things. However, Dumbledore only ever told Harry enough information to stay alive. I'm sure he shared nothing about his real life. Unlike what I am doing. I decided it was enough talking about frivolous things.

"So Severus…" I watched him tense and after a minute I continued. "Who are loyal to?"

"Lily."

"Lily who? Do not tell me you still pine for Evans. She loved another."

"Yes my Lord. Lily Evans." Harry was thinking hard to remember where he'd heard the name, trying to stray from the thought we were talking about his Mudblood mother. James Potter was the one who was Pureblood and Lily Evans was the Mudblood. I had removed Lily Evans from his family tree. Just like I had told Bella to remove her sister from her family tree. I quickly gave Severus another question.

"Even though she is dead? Even though you were the one who caused it? You realise he will never forgive you." I looked pointedly at Harry, before smirking at Severus. He was keeping his face as straight as possible.

"Yes My Lord. I know he will never forgive me." He stood and moved out of the room, because I motioned him to do so. I turned to Harry. We were getting to the good part and I needed Harry to behave like the good boy I expect, and not the Light saviour. Harry looked at me, glaring. I dismissed his look. I hadn't really started training him yet.

"You are allowed to listen, you are forbidden to intervene. Do you know what that means Harry?"

"I'm not to interrupt." His glare deepened. I nodded.

"Very well. Follow me." I stood up and walked into the room where Severus is awaiting his trial and sentence. I stood in front of him as Harry watched from behind. This was actually a present to Harry because of how Severus had treated him in the past. He was supposed to be enjoying this.

"Who does your loyalty belong to now?"

"You my Lord."

"Of your free will or because the battle was lost?"

"The battle was lost."

"So you have 'doomed' yourself to be loyal and as such…" I began to pace about him, making him feel even more nervous. As such he's a traitor and lucky to still be breathing. "…your loyalty can break at any given moment. Is this not true? As in if I were to try to kill Harry, you would intervene?" Not that I would.

"Yes my Lord." I opened my mouth to ask him to give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill him but said something else instead, his trial wasn't over. He has of yet to tell me if he betrayed me and Harry on purpose. Or if it was I he meant to betray. Or just Harry.

"Because regardless of your 'doomed' loyalty to me, you are still loyal to Lily Potter and thus you are loyal to Harry Potter regardless of your hate for his father James Potter. Is this true?" He was scared now, but he still kept his composure calm. Harry had finally remembered where he heard that name. He seemed to be putting two and two together in our conversations.

"Yes my Lord." Pathetic.

"How does it feel Severus? To know that it is your fault your girlfriend and your enemy married each other just because you let slip the word Mudblood? To know that they loved each other enough to have a son? To know that you eavesdropped on Albus Dumbledore? That you gave me the prophecy without actually thinking about what the whole of the prophecy might be? That despite your pleas for me to spare her life, that she forced me to kill her before I could kill Harry? The child of the man you hate with such a strong passion? Tell me, was that an accident… or were you setting me up for a fall? Did you betray Harry or both of us?" He couldn't have done it on accident. He wanted revenge on James Potter, not knowing what it meant. Or perhaps he just wanted to help me so he could gain favour.

"I was young, my Lord. Young people make mistakes." He denies his betrayal? I stopped in front of him, judging him.

"Was it a betrayal to me Severus?"

"Can't you just be okay with it being an accident!" Harry yelled while Severus struggled to keep the answer from coming forth. I gave him his tea back.

"We'll leave it be for now. Drink Severus, unless you are afraid of me poisoning you." That was a threat but I couldn't exactly say what was on my mind. Otherwise both of them would over react because despite his profession, he has not proved that he deserves to live. His thoughts jumped at the threat of poison. His defences went up immediately. Occlumency. "Drop your shields. You have already been found out Severus. If you do not… either Draco or Harry will pay for it. I could also decide to just kill you on the spot."

"Draco's not here and you wouldn't hurt me." Harry.

"That is not your decision to make, Harry. Be quiet before you give Severus any ideas." I felt his shields come crashing down. "Maybe you can be trusted after all." False hope. I did not want to compliment the traitor. Perhaps now he might be counted as a blood traitor. I stand for everything Purebloods believe in. I keep talking about Purebloods and Mudbloods but the fact of the matter is that Severus is a Halfblood! Halfbloods are more into the idea that equality exists. Maybe I should I kill him. I have no reason to keep him alive, if I wanted potions I could just go see Slughorn or if they were really important I could brew them. I was the top student in all my classes. "Although if I do decide to let you live, do know you have dropped in rank."

"There's a rank?" Harry asked, bewildered. I turned to look at Harry.

"Harry, I told you to be quiet. You told me you knew what 'quiet' means. Did you lie?" Let the show go on stupid boy. I turned back to Severus. "Was it betrayal or an act of stupidity Severus? I am waiting, unless you need a little help to hurry up." I could easily cast the Cruciatus on the man.

"Stupidity my Lord."

"And how do I know if you are lying?" I cast a quick legilimens. He was being honest he had been hating himself for a while, even still sometimes. The image associated with this was Severus in the same house, holding the corpse of Lily Potter. I cut it off and looked at Harry. I wonder if he knew Petunia was Petunia Evans instead of Petunia Dursley once upon a time. Speaking of which I still had to locate them. Kill them. They abused Harry so I'd throw them to Greyback. I looked at Snape as a plan formulated in my mind.