Fourth Year
He was back. Severus had felt it when it had happened. It was something that he had been dreading all year and now it had finally happened. The boy, we must find the boy and keep him safe. For if the Dark Lord finds him tonight he is as good as dead! He made his way through the impatient spectators to Dumbledore who was looking more worried by the second. Severus reached him and leaned to whisper in his ear, "Albus, it's happened, He's back! We need to find Potter, now!" Dumbledore nodded his head in agreement and they both set off towards the maze. But as they were going down Severus felt the burning pain in his left arm. "Albus," he cried, and Dumbledore turned and saw that Severus was clutching his arm. "You cannot go yet Severus! You must stay for now. I am sorry, but our first priority is to find Harry. I will think of something later, but we need to find Harry!" They reached the entrance of the maze and Severus, knowing that Dumbledore would stay outside and wait, rushed into the maze.
Barty Crouch Jr.! How could I –how could Dumbledore miss this? The revelations that Crouch had given were horrific. He had been covertly helping Voldemort the entire year and because of this the Potter boy had nearly died again tonight. "Albus, what are we going to do? Crouch could have told Voldemort any number of our secrets by now!" Dumbledore looked more weary and drawn now than he had in a long time, "We can hope, Severus, that in his arrogance he shored up all his knowledge in an effort to reveal all in front of his fellows so that he might show them how loyal he was to his master. But for now I must see to Harry. Severus, will you be so kind as to meet me in the Infirmary in approximately half an hour? And will you bring your strongest Dreamless Sleep potion? I have the feeling that Harry will be wanting some before the night is over."
"Severus," said Dumbledore, turning to Snape, "you know what I must ask you to do. If you are ready…if you are prepared…"
"I am," said Snape.