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Chapter 5"After I ran away from Hogwarts, Severus and I reported straight to the Dark Lord's feet…" Draco started.
The sky was dark and foreboding. Draco could sense that something was going to go wrong that night as he walked up the steep staircase with rainwater washing his boots. His stomach felt queasy. He had not managed to kill Dumbeldore and he knew he would have to bear the consequences.
Rainwater was pelting hard on his bent back as he followed in Severus's wake. The tall form in front of him itself looked worn and beaten. "Sir?" Draco called Severus. he had no idea why he was calling Severus, but he thought the sight of a fellow comrade might loosen the tight knot that was forming in the pit of his stoach.
Severus turned to look at Draco. His face seemed stony, but Draco could read right through that façade. There were gashes and bruises on his face where spells had torn the skin. Blood, mingled with water was dripping off his hooked nose. Draco reached out to wipe it for his godfather, but Severus beat his hand away. "Don't touch it, Draco. It's a tainted man's blood." He hissed.
Draco's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"I couldn't allow you to do it. I had to do it myself." Severus said. "You are still pure, boy. Leave it that way. Don't bear this upon yourself."
Draco's eyes narrowed. Somewhere in his mind, he thought he knew what Severus was on about. Something clicked and vague ideas fixed together to form a proper picture. "You were never helping me, were you?" he asked in a low hiss.
Severus turned away and resumed walking up the long pathway. His legs could have easily crossed three of those low steps at a time, but they refused to and Draco knew Severus was just buying time. He pulled Severus roughly by the arm, but Severus refused to face him. "You never meant me to kill Dumbeldore, did you? You wanted to kill him yourself, didn't you? Why? Was it because you wanted the glory? The fame?" Draco spat, his temper rising.
Severus turned in a flash. His obsidian eyes flashed with such menace that for a moment Draco almost wanted to stop questioning him. He rounded on Draco. "Yes! I was preventing your every move to kill Dumbeldore, but not for the fame!" he hissed.
His breath was coming out ragged against Draco's face. Draco watched, his gray eyes boring into Severus's. Severus slapped Draco hard on his right chick before turning away. "Do not try that on me. You know I will block you out!" Severus roared, clutching his head. "You learnt occlumency from ME!"
He was bent double by then and Draco knew something was worrying him. He shoved Severus hard on his shoulder so that they were face to face. "Why else then?" he interrogated.
"Because of your mother, you fool! She came begging to me in the dead of the night to save her only son from the fate that his father got!" Severus roared, shaking Draco off.
Draco still would not let Severus off. He knew there was more to it. He had known Draco since young and while Severus had been nice to him all the while, he knew Severus never just did something because someone asked off him. This applied to all circumstances, no matter the pathetic state of the pleader. "And you did it just because she asked of you?" he asked skeptically. "Since when have you been known for such benevolence?"
"Since you were my son!" Severus cried, flinging himself onto a rock nearby and crashing his fists against it.
A/N: Gasp! Severus has a son? Severus's son is Draco? We're finally getting somewhere interesting, aren't we? R&R to tell me what you think!