There was a light tap on the door and Dumbldore flicked his wrist for it to open. Standing dressed in his usual black draping cloak, Severus Snape looked around the office before stepping in and marching over to where they sat staring over at him. His dull black stare pierced them evenly, like he could read every look on their faces without the use of his wand. "You called, Headmaster." His drawl dragged out every word painfully.