AIM Log
Who? Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore
What? Severus and Albus have a heart to heart, in which Severus demands payment.
When? Sometime after the Boy Who Lived has disappeared
Why? Because a kiss is still a kiss and betrayal is still betrayal
Albus: *just snorts* I am too old for this. I'm retiring after this war.
Sev: *bows*
Albus: *squeezes his shoulder*
Sev: *jerks free* Don't.
Sev: Get some rest.
Albus: I'm fine.
Sev: Oh, tell me another one. I'm not above hexing you, Headmaster
Sev: Resting under the Stupefy works just as well as sleeping of your own accord
Albus: I am fine. I'd rather not sleep. Dreams. I'll see it happen again.
Sev: Stupefy it is then.
Sev: *looks over at him, struggling and then leans in, kissing his cheek* Raboni
Albus: *just frowns at him, tired and touches his shoulder again* "Do what you must do".
Sev: *swallows, and just slumps against him, small voice* I'm trying. Albus...I'm trying...to fight this... *eyes closed, bitterly* Does this mean I get paid this time?
Albus: Thirty pieces of silver
Sev: ...the price of a slave. Did you know that?
Albus: We're all bought and sold in the end.
Sev: I don't want this.
Albus: I don't either. I want to watch my school and teach Ariana to become a proper witch. I want to read Transfiguration Today over tea, laugh at Christmas about silly hats in the wizard crackers. I want it to stop.
Sev: This isn't your plan...your wish... *eyes shut, struggling and then swallows as the Curse takes over, shakes head* Momentary indulgence. *looking at him* You'll be fine in the morning, Maste...Professor.
Sev: But you could use some rest.
Albus: What kind of father cannot protect his children...
Sev: *hesitating* And if you were fighting another father...another man, those arguements would make sense, Headmaster.
Albus: That's the thing; I'm not.
Albus: Voldemort isn't in control here.
Sev: But you are not. You are fighting a monster. Sometimes to defeat the dragon, you have to become one. *flinches from the name*
Sev: ...I do not understand.
Albus: You are not alone in that. I cannot decide if Voldemort has just given free reign or if he's been overthrown.
Sev: ...Headmaster...please.
Sev: *closes his eyes* ...free reign would be my belief. My other master...punished me for helping the Granger girl...
Albus: It needs to stop.
Sev: You are letting your emotions control your reasoning.
Albus: Touchable. I'm touchable. I need to make it stop.
Sev: Quiet that heart. Close your mind. Think. You know the Dark Lord as well as any of us.
Albus: We aren't fighting the Dark Lord yet.
Sev: Yes. You are. *quietly* Disappearances. Distractions. You're worrying about lost and missteps...
Sev: ...it's all trolls in the dungeon, Headmaster
Albus: *rounds* He is my grandson
Sev: Then you've already lost. Stop letting your emotions guide your actions! Focus!
Sev: Worry in it's place. Not here. Not to me.
Albus: GUIDE MY ACTIONS? I am going to let him die.
Sev: ...why? What is he after? The Dark Lord...you know, Albus. You know and you're going to let him...why...
Albus: The bloody trail of the Death Stick...
Sev: The Elder Wand. *inclines his head* But it was interred...with you.
Albus: No. Draco disarmed me. And Harry diasarmed him....
Sev: During the last war...he sent us to find it... *blinks, watching* Harry has the wand?
Sev: He controls it.
Albus: ...yes and no.
Albus: He is the master. Or was....
Albus: But he does not have the wand.
Sev: *bows his head* ...Albus, *steps back*
Sev: *slumps into a chair, looking tired again*
Albus: Rest.
Sev: ...where is it?
Albus: Do you really believe I have intention of telling anyone?
Sev: *looks up, watching him* You would have entrusted it to me before.
Sev: This doesn't have to be your burden alone anymore.
Albus: Severus. It is not trust. It is love. I love you, therefore I am not going to risk your life by telling
Sev: Again, you're letting your emotions guide your actions. Look how well that's worked out for you in the past.
Sev: You're grooming me to be your heir...do you really want me to take after this tenant of you?
Albus: I have not acted yet, Severus.
Sev: Never mistake movement for action, sir. Silence is also an action...a rather foolish one at that. *but bows his head* I am yours however...I can wait.
Sev: *reaches over, watching him* Promise me something.
Albus: Severus?
Sev: You will rest. *looking at him* And you will trust me to perform your wishes, when needed. *looks a little pained* I won't fail you, like I've done before.
Albus: Keep your family safe. When I've turned the light on....When I know...
Sev: *watching him* ...Master...what's happening. *swallows but waits for the retreat*
Albus: ...I wish I knew, Severus. I will know soon, though.
Sev: *and bows again* I am as ever, your servant.
What? Severus and Albus have a heart to heart, in which Severus demands payment.
When? Sometime after the Boy Who Lived has disappeared
Why? Because a kiss is still a kiss and betrayal is still betrayal
Albus: *just snorts* I am too old for this. I'm retiring after this war.
Sev: *bows*
Albus: *squeezes his shoulder*
Sev: *jerks free* Don't.
Sev: Get some rest.
Albus: I'm fine.
Sev: Oh, tell me another one. I'm not above hexing you, Headmaster
Sev: Resting under the Stupefy works just as well as sleeping of your own accord
Albus: I am fine. I'd rather not sleep. Dreams. I'll see it happen again.
Sev: Stupefy it is then.
Sev: *looks over at him, struggling and then leans in, kissing his cheek* Raboni
Albus: *just frowns at him, tired and touches his shoulder again* "Do what you must do".
Sev: *swallows, and just slumps against him, small voice* I'm trying. Albus...I'm trying...to fight this... *eyes closed, bitterly* Does this mean I get paid this time?
Albus: Thirty pieces of silver
Sev: ...the price of a slave. Did you know that?
Albus: We're all bought and sold in the end.
Sev: I don't want this.
Albus: I don't either. I want to watch my school and teach Ariana to become a proper witch. I want to read Transfiguration Today over tea, laugh at Christmas about silly hats in the wizard crackers. I want it to stop.
Sev: This isn't your plan...your wish... *eyes shut, struggling and then swallows as the Curse takes over, shakes head* Momentary indulgence. *looking at him* You'll be fine in the morning, Maste...Professor.
Sev: But you could use some rest.
Albus: What kind of father cannot protect his children...
Sev: *hesitating* And if you were fighting another father...another man, those arguements would make sense, Headmaster.
Albus: That's the thing; I'm not.
Albus: Voldemort isn't in control here.
Sev: But you are not. You are fighting a monster. Sometimes to defeat the dragon, you have to become one. *flinches from the name*
Sev: ...I do not understand.
Albus: You are not alone in that. I cannot decide if Voldemort has just given free reign or if he's been overthrown.
Sev: ...Headmaster...please.
Sev: *closes his eyes* ...free reign would be my belief. My other master...punished me for helping the Granger girl...
Albus: It needs to stop.
Sev: You are letting your emotions control your reasoning.
Albus: Touchable. I'm touchable. I need to make it stop.
Sev: Quiet that heart. Close your mind. Think. You know the Dark Lord as well as any of us.
Albus: We aren't fighting the Dark Lord yet.
Sev: Yes. You are. *quietly* Disappearances. Distractions. You're worrying about lost and missteps...
Sev: ...it's all trolls in the dungeon, Headmaster
Albus: *rounds* He is my grandson
Sev: Then you've already lost. Stop letting your emotions guide your actions! Focus!
Sev: Worry in it's place. Not here. Not to me.
Albus: GUIDE MY ACTIONS? I am going to let him die.
Sev: ...why? What is he after? The Dark Lord...you know, Albus. You know and you're going to let him...why...
Albus: The bloody trail of the Death Stick...
Sev: The Elder Wand. *inclines his head* But it was interred...with you.
Albus: No. Draco disarmed me. And Harry diasarmed him....
Sev: During the last war...he sent us to find it... *blinks, watching* Harry has the wand?
Sev: He controls it.
Albus: ...yes and no.
Albus: He is the master. Or was....
Albus: But he does not have the wand.
Sev: *bows his head* ...Albus, *steps back*
Sev: *slumps into a chair, looking tired again*
Albus: Rest.
Sev: ...where is it?
Albus: Do you really believe I have intention of telling anyone?
Sev: *looks up, watching him* You would have entrusted it to me before.
Sev: This doesn't have to be your burden alone anymore.
Albus: Severus. It is not trust. It is love. I love you, therefore I am not going to risk your life by telling
Sev: Again, you're letting your emotions guide your actions. Look how well that's worked out for you in the past.
Sev: You're grooming me to be your heir...do you really want me to take after this tenant of you?
Albus: I have not acted yet, Severus.
Sev: Never mistake movement for action, sir. Silence is also an action...a rather foolish one at that. *but bows his head* I am yours however...I can wait.
Sev: *reaches over, watching him* Promise me something.
Albus: Severus?
Sev: You will rest. *looking at him* And you will trust me to perform your wishes, when needed. *looks a little pained* I won't fail you, like I've done before.
Albus: Keep your family safe. When I've turned the light on....When I know...
Sev: *watching him* ...Master...what's happening. *swallows but waits for the retreat*
Albus: ...I wish I knew, Severus. I will know soon, though.
Sev: *and bows again* I am as ever, your servant.