All of the staff members of Hogwarts where quitely discussing why Albus had called a staff meeting so late. It was nearly midnight. Most of the teachers suspected this meeting might have something to do with Severus' disappearence. Almost all the staff missed Snape dearly and saw how it had toren there Headmaster apart. The only Professor who didnt care about Snape was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher; no one knew much about him, but the man was almost exactly like Severus. There was only one difference. Professor Mass' left arm was clean. All the conversations quickly ended when Dumbledore walked into the room. They could practially smell the grief coming off Albus in waves.

"I am sorry to have to wake you this early. I have some grave news; Severus has been returned to us, but he is gravely injuried. He was forced to take a potion that will slowly-" Albus cut off, fighting the onslaught of tears. "Kill him. Severus had made the potion. He will suffer intense seizures while this is happening. I have witnessed him having one. It is not a pleasent thing to watch."

Minerva rose and walked over to Albus and put her hand on his shoulder. "Did Severus make an antidote?" she asked, voice trembling.

"No. Severus did not make one. Poppy does not expect him to live for much longer."

"Cant he make an antidote?" asked Filius. Albus could tell the little wizard was almost as heartbroken as he was. Filius loved discussing random things with Severus; although Severus would never admitt it to anyone, he enjoyed there conversations as well.

"Poppy and myself are afriad to let him brew. We are not sure how often these-"

"He's a dead man." Professor Mass said cutting off Dumbledore. "He is not a dead man! We will find a way to help him!" yelled Pomona.

"Albus said it himself. Snape made the potion himself; but he made no cure. As I said before; hes a dead man." Professor Mass said not taking his eyes off Albus. He wanted to cause him so much pain as possible to please his master.

"He is man, Acheron!" Albus yelled. "Say what you will. We do not need him. He was a useless teacher anyway." Mass said and left the room.

"Why doesnt he like Severus? They are exactly alike." asked Charity. "If you were like that; would you want to know someone like you?" Minerva said.

"May we see him?" asked Filius. "I would say later. He was resting. I'm not sure how much of that he is going to get." Everyone nodded and went back to their rooms. Minerva deiceded to go see Snape.

"Minerva, a word." Albus said.

"Of course, Albus." Minerva knew she had been caught. "You re not going to see Severus, are you?"

"Yes, Albus. Im sorry, but I need to see him. I need to see for myself there is no hope." she said.

"Believe me. If there is any way to help him, we will."

"Please let me see him. I have to get these images out of my head."

"Okay, alright. Follow me." Albus and Minerva went towards the hospital wing.