Title: Grief
"Do you, Severus Snape, deny that you are in fact, a Death Eater?" The head of the court asked, staring down at him.
Severus stared back, silent and unresponsive. Something inside him was broken; another man might have called it his heart.
Ice cold chains wrapped around his wrists, holding them to the chair. They displayed his guilt for all to see. An innocent man wore no chains.
The doors behind him opened quietly, announcing the entrance of Albus Dumbledore. A fierce whispered argument started among the higher ranking officials and the Headmaster, but Severus could not find it in himself to care what about.
Eventually the chains loosened, wriggling back into the seat. He was free.
"Come now Severus, talk to me. Let me help you." The blue eyes twinkled gently at him, offering a hand to help him up. He shook his head. Grief had left him mute.
