Sorry for the late update, I hade some NEWT's of my own. Enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and/or exicting Harry Potter scenes that were used in the story that came forth from J.K. Rowlings mind, I do however own the characters Prof. Mehtlik and Prof. Venuta

"Harry what do you take me for? Do you think that Professor Mehtlik just walked in here and we gave him the job? We did thorough research about him and even did a interview with him after we let him drink Veritaserum."

"And?" Harry growled more than asked

"And, we concluded that he wasn't a threat for the students nor was he for the teachers or the whole institution of Hogwarts"

"But Professor he talked to ….Snape" A shiffer went through both McGonagall's and Harry's Body. "Isn't that proof enough? I mean Snape wouldn't let any Member of the Order or a Dumbledore sympathising wizard near him right now."

"I agree that it is very odd to say the least, but I can't do anything based on your judgements Harry and you ought to know that by now."

"Bu.." Harry tried to interrupt

"That is why I have send for Professor Mehtlik to let him tell his side of the story" McGonagall went on.

There was a firm knock on the door, McGonagall told Mehtlik to come in. As he entered the room his presence was clearly noticeable; tension felt the air.

"You have send for me Headmistress?" He stated more than asked

"Indeed I have Mordacay, mister Potter here told me that you hinted about you having met Snape before the start of terms. I would like you to know what you have to say about this matter."

Without a flinch Mehtlik stated that it was true. McGonagall sat straight in her seat, she didn't show worry to Harry but on the inside she was about to jump the man if he didn't explained himself right now.

"Professor Mehtlik, I am very eager to hear further about the matter. But before you go on I would like to make sure that you are telling me the truth and nothing but that."

"Yes of course Headmistress we can't be too careful these days" Mehtlik's hand reached into his robes, Harry carefully followed all his movements as he held his wand ready in his own robes, and retrieved a snake wrapped vile from it. "I can imagine you want me to drink this" he said as he handed the vile over to McGonagall. She opened the vile and sniffed: "Veritaserum"

After Mehtlik had ingested a dose of the serum McGonagall asked: "What is you full name Professor"

"Mordacay Brutus Thuathal Mehtlik" He stated and after a approving look of McGonagall he sat himself in a large black-with-green-cushioning-chair that he transformed out of thin air. As he sat down and his robes got pulled up a bit Harry noticed he was wearing knee-high combat boots with silver snakelike buckles.

"I shall start at the beginning. I met Serverus at a Dark Aarts congress held in 'Dunkelwald' Germany, although we both weren't of age yet we attended a seminar for young Wizards and Witches. We were teamed up during this seminar and because of that forced to cooperate. At first he kept a large distance, only speaking when he really needed to. But over the days he spoke more and more and we came to a point that we could call each other friend. When the congress came to an end so did our team. We both went our ways but kept contact over the years.

That stopped after a couple of years simply because of the fact that we both were too busy studying and having other pressing matters to attend to; for Serverus this was living a double life which consisted of working for Voldemort as well as Dumbledore I would learn later. The years went by and of course I thought about him but I never set myself to write a new letter to him.

It was a stormy night as I sat in my library and my house-elf told me that there was a man at the door with the name of Serverus Snape. I couldn't believe it at first and had to see it with my own eyes, for as much as they are mine that is. It was him, Serverus Snape was standing at my door but he wasn't alone. He stood there flanked by a boy with white-blond hair, who was by no mistake a child of Lucius Malfoy, both had torn robes and were covered in blood. He told me that he and the boy needed a place to stay for a couple of days, a place that belonged to someone that wasn't involved in all of this. Of course I granted them permission to enter my haven and stay there for as long as they needed to.

I let them to their rooms and told them to take a bath and to come to the dining room after they were done. When they showed both looked healthier but still had fear in their eyes especially the young boy, as if they were followed by a pack of werewolves. As I sat by the fire with Serverus that night he told me the whole story. Before I go on can you pour me some Pumpkin juice Harry?"

Harry wanted to protest at first but after a strict look from McGonagall Harry only muttered something to himself and poured the juice.

"Thank you Harry. Serverus was had became a Deatheater but at the same time a spy for an order that worked against Voldemort. The boy that was with him was named Draco Malfoy and was indeed the son of Lucius Malfoy. Both were Deatheaters, be it that Draco became one only recently. Draco's mother was against Draco becoming a Deatheater but she couldn't deny that his whole upbringing would have let him to becoming one. She had come to Serverus with her sister Bellatrix and made Serverus take an Unbreakable Vow unto that he would look after Draco and help him to complete his assignments. He knew that Bellatrix had doubted his loyalty to the cause since he had worked for Dumbledore ever since Voldemorts first downfall. There was nothing that Serverus could do but to take the vow, if he didn't it would make him look unloyal to the cause and blowing his cover as spy in the organisation. He asked the boy a couple of times what his tasks were but he didn't got anything out of him.

Earlier this night there had been a attack on Hogwarts he told me, loads of Deatheaters made an attempt to kill everyone in the school including Dumbledore. He had been called by another Professor and hurried upstairs to find Dumbledore and protect him. He found him, with Draco standing across him, wand pulled and aimed at the Headmaster. It than hit him, Draco's task had been to murder Dumbldore but clearly couldn't fulfil it. He had to help him for if he didn't he would die himself because of the Vow he had taken."

The room was silent, this indeed was the least McGonagall and Harry had expected to hear.

"But why was his life more important than Dumbledore's?" Harry asked after having the story sank in a bit.

"I have asked him that same question but he wouldn't say why he did it. I thought that maybe in a few days he'd soften up and tell me but it never got to that. When i woke the next morning they both were gone, he did however thanked me for my hospitality in a small letter that was delivered that afternoon."

"Did Draco Malfoy spoke any words while he was with you?" McGonagall asked in a curious voice

"Not more than goodnight before he left for his room, the boy was clearly in shock"

"Severus di not spoke of where he would head to next?"

"No Harry not at all, I thaught that he and the boy were going to stay for a couple of days with me as he said. I wanted to ask more but saved it for another moment for I shocked myself of Dumbledore's death."

"Understandable. Serverus told you he would stay for a couple of days but was gone the next morning. Do you have any idea why he left so soon?"

"Not at all Headmistress, there was no sign of wizards coming through my mansion ground wards or in the mansion itself. Neither was there any danger from me or my house-elves so him so I still touch in the dark about why he left."

"Did he gave any items to you?" Harry asked

"Not that I am aware of, I'm sorry Harry no possible horcruxes"

"You know about them?" Harry asked flabbergasted

"Well I knew that he had at least had split his soul in two after he returned but as you speak of 'them' I assume he split his soul into more."

Harry looked over to McGonagall to see if he was allowed to speak about the subject and saw her shaking her head almost unnoticeably.

"Well it is a possibility isn't it, I don't know" Harry said quickly

"Harry I want you to go to your dormitories, it is late and there is more that I need to talk about with Professor Mehtlik but that is none of your interest nor is it of any importance to your tasks." Mcgonagall said.

Harry was still looking eye to eye with Mehtlik and had the feeling he knew we wasn't telling all he knew "uhm… Okay. Goodnight Professors"

Numb struck Harry left the Headmistress' office, this placed Snape in a different light but still didn't justify his doings and neither made it clear on which side Snape really was in the end. Ron was still waiting up with both Hermione and Ginny to hear everything that had went on in McGonagall's office.

"I still think Snape is a filthy rat and there is nothing that is going to make me change my views on him" Ron said firm after Harry was done talking.

"As much as I hate Snape this does change my view on him a bit but also raises a lot of questions" Hermione said.

"You're right Hermione, but I still see him as murderer" Ginny whispered.

"Anyhow it's our Hogsmeade trip tomorrow and I don't want to let it be spoiled by all of this. I'm off to bed" Ron stated

"I'll join ya mate, G'night guys"

Harry and Ron went up to their room and after a quick thought exchange they both fell asleep.

A dark voice laughing maliciously. A green flash. Dumbledore flying lifelessly over the tower balcony.

"I've seen this so many times" Harry thought in his dream "every time the same images but no riddle or anything in them."

Again the Dark voice laughing. Dark shady figures running, coming to a halt. Hiding.

One of them has blue eyes but when Harry peers into them they turn to red snake eyes.

Harry woke up all of a sudden, his sheets as a pile on his bed end, his body all covered in cold sweat. Harry sighed, again that awful dream with Dumbledore getting killed, he grew tired of it. But what about the figures in his dream? He never saw them before and couldn't remember ever having seen them before. It started with the same evil laugh, Voldemort's? Was he so proud of his accomplishment that he kept thinking about it? Maybe. Harry was more intrigued by the shady figures. Was it coincidence that he dreamt of these eyes? For they looked the same as Mehtlik's raven Reginald had. He again felt that incredible need to talk to Dumbledore, and yet he couldn't and knew it. It was frustrating, it made him angry but thinking about the late Headmasters dead made him sad again. He was going to talk to McGonagall after they were back from the trip or maybe to Mehtlik if he wasn't angry with him. Harry got up and dressed and placed his thick robes on his bed so that he could retrieve them easily after breakfast.

When he was done eating he and Ron left for the tower to pick up their cloaks but also the ones that belonged to Hermione and Ginny who both had placed them on a chair in the common room. When they made their way back to the Great oak doors they bumped into Professor Mehtlik.

"Moring Potter, Weasly"

"Goodmorning Professor,………"Ron couldn't think of a topic to start upon, a silence followed that was at last broken by Mehtlik.

"Well if You don't mind I have a class to attend to, have fun on your trip."

"Are you not accompanying us Professor?" Harry asked somewhat astounded

"Sort of" Mehtlik smirked as he pointed to a large raven that was soaring above the group that was waiting to leave for Hogsmeade. "Well boys get going your welcome committee is already waiting for you outside. Have a good time, and please do not think about school for a moment will you."

Harry laughed and said goodbye to the DADA Professor, Ron on the other hand stood their uncomprehending the whole 'insiders' joke since Harry had never mentioned anything about it.

"Don't just stand there Ron, I'll explain along the way. For now we have to meet up with the Order Members that are waiting for us on the schools grounds."