Severus fretted that the Headmaster couldn't get him out of this, or want to, and he would spend time in Azkaban, making him lose his reputation and any prestige that he had in the community as the youngest potions master of the century. No, if he were found guilty of Oblivating the Boy-Who-Lived, he would be ruined.
Right now, he was shoring up his mind's defenses. He was sure that with his Occlumency he would not be overwhelmed by the Dementors. If that was to be his fate. That and he was positive that his crime was not worth a lifelong sentence. After all, it was only an accident which, when all was said and done, was caused by the boy. There was no way they could pin this completely on him.
"The Headmaster holds no say in how I run my department. Therefore, you will answer me, or we will force Veritaserum down your throat. I have no qualms about dosing you, Snape. The Headmaster may have stood up for you before, but this time it will not happen, since you were caught with your hand in the biscuit jar, so to speak," she stated, giving him an evil smile.
Severus glared at her and opened his mouth to snip back, when she interrupted him.
"You can call a lawyer, of course. Though, I don't see what good it would do you. We have the memory of that night from Mr. Potter, and his conversation with the ghost. You could do yourself a favor and cooperate. Then perhaps we can get you a lighter sentence. But know this, Mr. Snape, you will be serving time," the head of the DMLE stated, tapping her index finger on the table to make sure the man understood that he was in deep trouble.
"Memories can be faked; I can do such. All it takes is one proficient in Occlumency, and they can make all the memories they want," the Potions Master said snidely.
"Oh, I didn't know you thought so highly of Mr. Potter. I don't know of any Muggle-raised teen that is proficient in shielding their mind. Perhaps we should question others, and yourself, about who would teach a child such a thing, and why they would feel the need to do so," she stated with the lifting of an eyebrow. She had heard rumors that this man read the minds of children, but it was very hard to prove. Another question to ask if they got him under the serum.
"Potter is a weak wizard at best. I am sure that he is in cahoots with Black. That man would teach his godson how to fake a memory, if only to spite people. Perhaps, you should do your duty, and find and arrest the man who broke out of your prison," he said with a sneer, looking down his long, hooked nose at her.
"Oh, didn't you know?" Amelia asked sweetly, leaning forward as if to tell him a great secret. "Mr. Black is this close to being found innocent," she said, indicating with her finger and thumb a very small space. She then sat back in her chair and watched the reaction. She wasn't disappointed, though he did react much more volatile than she thought he would. She knew they were childhood rival's, but really it was over seventeen years ago.
"What!? How could you possible let that killer go!? He tried to kill me as a teen! He came to me not long ago and threatened my life!" Snape shouted, standing from the chair, pacing as far as his side of the room would let him, and throwing his cuffed arms into the air in exasperation. His face took on a purple hue, which made him look ridiculous. However, he was fuming at what he thought was the DMLE letting the ball drop— again. He never seemed to catch a break when it came to Sirius Black.
"We're not here to discuss Black," Amelia barked as she too stood. "We're here to find out what your crimes are. If after we are done, and you've cooperated, then we can talk about his past. Until then, you will sit down and answer my questions," she stated, pointing her wand at the irate prisoner.
Severus glared at her in a condescending way, but nevertheless took his seat, letting Amelia follow suit, though her wand was now held in her hand. He would have folded his arms were he not cuffed. "I refuse to answer anything without the Headmaster present as my councilor," he demanded more firmly.
"Dumbledore will be undergoing his own interrogation, therefore cannot act in that capacity. Now, are you going to do as I asked or am I going to have to get the serum?" she asked one more time. If he was still stubborn after this then he would be forced to comply.
Snape just snarled at her.
"Fine, Dawlish, bring the Veritaserum," she said to the mirror.
"Wait, I'll answer your questions," Severus said quickly. He really didn't think they would resort to the truth serum right away. He thought if he was stubborn enough, then they would bring Albus in. He really couldn't afford to be questioned while dosed. There were too many secrets that he needed to hide. Damn Dumbledore and his plans. Albus was just so sure that they would call him in, were Snape ever captured.
"Too late. You had your chance. Now we do it my way," the head of the DMLE stated with a sweet smile. She had been waiting to get this man in her grasp since she took over the Department. Oh, she wanted to get all the Death Eaters that walked free, and he was a good start. Perhaps after his trial she could ask him about his… activities while serving He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. However, this session of questioning must be on track.
Dawlish came in with a vile of clear liquid. He placed it in front of his boss, and then left the room.
Snape started to sweat as he kept his mouth closed.
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