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Guilty as Sin
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
57
Views:
112,285
Reviews:
512
Recommended:
5
Currently Reading:
5
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A favour revoked
CHAPTER 10
“Ah Severus nice of you to come. Drink?” Headmaster Dumbledore greeted Snape warmly as the potion’s professor swept into his room via the floo.
“I can’t do it.” Severus spoke calmly his face set in determination as he ignored the headmaster’s offer of tea and a chair.
“Can’t do what my dear boy?” Albus was just as cordial as he always was not even registering that the potion’s professor was unusually agitated. Severus was not going to stand for any of the headmaster’s avoidance or manipulation tactics today though; his decision was already set in his mind.
“Potter. I can’t supervise him anymore you will just have to get someone else to do it.” Unaware that he was twisting his hands in his lap Severus began pacing back and forth past the fireplace having done so for two hours already in his own chambers. Not in 20 years had he ever lost control like that before, not even when he’d first joined the ranks of the Deatheaters. Severus Snape prided himself on being in control at all times but the boy and his blasted existence had cocked it all up.
“You have only been supervising him a month Severus, what has happened?” Albus again offered Snape a seat beside his desk but the potion professor shook his head vehemently in refusal.
“Nothing has happened Headmaster I am simply asking that you find someone else to supervise Potter.” Snape practically spat out the brat’s name barely controlling his own inner turmoil and repressed instincts. Since the incident in the great hall at the start of term Snape hadn’t been him self. Potter had ignited something in him with those challenging eyes that Snape had long been controlling. The brat was practically begging to be beaten within an inch of his life and it took Snape every ounce of will power not to just do it whenever the boy displayed that contemptible attitude he’d acquired since his godfather had died.
“If nothing has happened Severus then why are you asking this? Although Harry may be going through a rebellious stage I believe he is at least learning his lesson after the incident at his aunt and uncle’s over summer. All reports suggest he may even be remorseful…” Snape couldn’t help the bitter laugh that left his throat at Albus’ suggestion. After what he’d seen of Potter this afternoon there was not an ounce of remorse in the boy at all, it simply wasn’t in his nature.
“Believe me Albus when I say Harry Potter would kill that boy again ten times over if he was given the same chance and circumstance.” Snape stopped pacing and stared directly at the headmaster whose congenial smile had faded and was now replaced with a serious scowl.
“If what you are suggesting is that Harry Potter is a cold blooded murderer Severus then I am going to ask you to leave. Mr. Potter may be many things but I believe his parents at least instilled in the boy some heart.” Albus stared angrily at Snape who merely smiled and shook his head in bitter amusement.
“Potter’s parents had no idea what they were bringing into this world Albus, just as you have no idea what you plan to unleashed upon it.” Snape didn’t break his gaze from the headmasters, despite being able to feel the other man prodding at his mind in an attempt at breeching the man’s defenses. Still, Albus hadn’t succeeded in breaking Snape in 20 years and the potion professor had no intention of letting it happen now.
“What are you keeping from me Severus Snape?” When he’d again failed at prying into Snape’s mind Albus sat back in his chair and stared at the professor sternly.
“Nothing you would understand if I told you sir.” Snape paused and glanced back at the fireplace, craving to be back in the safety and comfort of his chambers where he could pace and think in private. “Now are you going to find someone else to supervise Potter?”
“No.” Snape ground his teeth angrily at Albus’ cool calculated reply. The headmaster was a manipulating bastard and if he thought he could control himself Snape would tell the man so too.
“Fine.” Snape bit out narrowing his gaze at the elder wizard who calmly sipped at his tea. “Be it on your head and those of your students.” With a snarl and seething with unrestrained rage Snape stepped back through the floo connecting in to his chambers. If Albus Dumbledore didn’t care what happened to his students then Snape would just go ahead and do what he wanted.
TBC>>>>>>>
“Ah Severus nice of you to come. Drink?” Headmaster Dumbledore greeted Snape warmly as the potion’s professor swept into his room via the floo.
“I can’t do it.” Severus spoke calmly his face set in determination as he ignored the headmaster’s offer of tea and a chair.
“Can’t do what my dear boy?” Albus was just as cordial as he always was not even registering that the potion’s professor was unusually agitated. Severus was not going to stand for any of the headmaster’s avoidance or manipulation tactics today though; his decision was already set in his mind.
“Potter. I can’t supervise him anymore you will just have to get someone else to do it.” Unaware that he was twisting his hands in his lap Severus began pacing back and forth past the fireplace having done so for two hours already in his own chambers. Not in 20 years had he ever lost control like that before, not even when he’d first joined the ranks of the Deatheaters. Severus Snape prided himself on being in control at all times but the boy and his blasted existence had cocked it all up.
“You have only been supervising him a month Severus, what has happened?” Albus again offered Snape a seat beside his desk but the potion professor shook his head vehemently in refusal.
“Nothing has happened Headmaster I am simply asking that you find someone else to supervise Potter.” Snape practically spat out the brat’s name barely controlling his own inner turmoil and repressed instincts. Since the incident in the great hall at the start of term Snape hadn’t been him self. Potter had ignited something in him with those challenging eyes that Snape had long been controlling. The brat was practically begging to be beaten within an inch of his life and it took Snape every ounce of will power not to just do it whenever the boy displayed that contemptible attitude he’d acquired since his godfather had died.
“If nothing has happened Severus then why are you asking this? Although Harry may be going through a rebellious stage I believe he is at least learning his lesson after the incident at his aunt and uncle’s over summer. All reports suggest he may even be remorseful…” Snape couldn’t help the bitter laugh that left his throat at Albus’ suggestion. After what he’d seen of Potter this afternoon there was not an ounce of remorse in the boy at all, it simply wasn’t in his nature.
“Believe me Albus when I say Harry Potter would kill that boy again ten times over if he was given the same chance and circumstance.” Snape stopped pacing and stared directly at the headmaster whose congenial smile had faded and was now replaced with a serious scowl.
“If what you are suggesting is that Harry Potter is a cold blooded murderer Severus then I am going to ask you to leave. Mr. Potter may be many things but I believe his parents at least instilled in the boy some heart.” Albus stared angrily at Snape who merely smiled and shook his head in bitter amusement.
“Potter’s parents had no idea what they were bringing into this world Albus, just as you have no idea what you plan to unleashed upon it.” Snape didn’t break his gaze from the headmasters, despite being able to feel the other man prodding at his mind in an attempt at breeching the man’s defenses. Still, Albus hadn’t succeeded in breaking Snape in 20 years and the potion professor had no intention of letting it happen now.
“What are you keeping from me Severus Snape?” When he’d again failed at prying into Snape’s mind Albus sat back in his chair and stared at the professor sternly.
“Nothing you would understand if I told you sir.” Snape paused and glanced back at the fireplace, craving to be back in the safety and comfort of his chambers where he could pace and think in private. “Now are you going to find someone else to supervise Potter?”
“No.” Snape ground his teeth angrily at Albus’ cool calculated reply. The headmaster was a manipulating bastard and if he thought he could control himself Snape would tell the man so too.
“Fine.” Snape bit out narrowing his gaze at the elder wizard who calmly sipped at his tea. “Be it on your head and those of your students.” With a snarl and seething with unrestrained rage Snape stepped back through the floo connecting in to his chambers. If Albus Dumbledore didn’t care what happened to his students then Snape would just go ahead and do what he wanted.
TBC>>>>>>>