Yellow Badger [3]// Harry Potter // Draco Malfoy

*NEW* Memories

Chapter Five: Memories

It had been long since I had been summoned to the Headmaster's office.
I sat on the chair before his desk as Professor Snap whispered something to him in the back, the dark-haired professor glancing my way now and then.

Snape's face didn't give away what the two adults whispered about, but the glances over at me made it obvious that it was something I shouldn't know about.
"By the end of the year, Headmaster."
Dumbledore looked down," Thank you, Severus, I will let you return to your class."
Professor Snape looked over at me," If you need any of your prescriptions filled, let me know?"
"I will professor." I smiled," Thank you."
Snape bowed his head in a farewell, his robes dramatically moving behind him as he left.

Neither the Headmaster nor myself said anything until the door to the office had closed behind Professor Snape. Resting his hands on the desk in front of him, I noticed the skin on his hand was turning black. It was starting at his fingernail and covered his hand to his wrists. I didn't want to stare but he didn't seem as concerned about it as Professor Snape had been.
"How are your classes?"
I nodded," Good, Slughorn is a good teacher, but - Snape can command a classroom that Slughorn doesn't have."
"You were always Snape's favourite," Dumbledore smiled sadly, "He saw something in you that I don't think you see yourself."
"He treated me like I was normal." I spoke, my eyebrows furrowed in thought," I know the other professors don't mean to, but they pitted me, I saw it on their faces."
Professor Dumbledore leaned forward," They did. Many of them taught your parents and felt the loss of them too."
"Yeah," my voice quieted.
The old professor had a sly smile on his face," And what are things like outside of academia?"
"Quidditch tryouts are tomorrow." My face broke into a smile," Umbridge banned non-academic groups before Ravenclaw even had a chance."
"Yes, she did," Dumbledore rolled his eyes," Forgive me for being curious, but I've noticed you and a certain student are a lot more distant than in previous years."
I blinked a few times, "Huh?
"You and Mr Malfoy?" Dumbledore smiled," such an unusual pair the both of you made."
My eyes shot down to the floor, unable to look at him," We argued before the Battle of the Department of Mysteries. The last thing I said to him was that I would see him on the battlefield."
"On opposite sides?"
I bit my lips together," Seems like it, doesn't it?"
"Would you like to help me save him or at the very least, save his soul?"
"What do you mean?" I questioned.

The Professor stood, brushed down his robes and gestured for me to follow him. In the corner was a tall golden cabinet, the top adorned with  Gothic Cathedral-like spires and small doors in the shape of windows. Inside were clear crystal viles, the stoppers in the top matching the gothic design of the cabinet. I peered inside and each label was handwritten with the oldest at the back and the newest at the front.
"Do you know what this is?" Dumbledore questioned as he pulled a vile.
I shook my head.
He smiled slightly," These are memories, specifically mine. But this one is special."
"Why?' I asked curiously.
Dumbledore waved his hand and a Pensieve came out of the side cabinets. The design of the basin appeared similar to the stone edging around the castle turrets.
"This memory belongs to Professor Snape." Professor Dumbledore informed
My eyebrows creased together," Snape? Is he ok with me watching this?"
"Yes," Dumbledore confirmed," In fact, he was adamant on it."
My eyes fell to the Crystal vile in his hands," What is it?"

Professor Dumbledore poured the silvery liquid into the blue waters of the Pensieve, I watched as the two colours swirled together.
"Have a look." My Headmaster said, using his healthy hand to gesture to the water.
Taking in a breath I braced myself by putting my hands on the sides, my fingers clenching and unclenching as I looked into the water.
This was a terrible idea, but looking over at Dumbledore's gentle and encouraging smile gave me some reassurance.
Submerging my face into the water with closed eyes, I opened them wide standing in his living room.