He found himself stood next to a bewildered and confused Snape. They were in the Astronomy tower, and stood in front of them was Draco, and an incredibly weak Dumbledore, his hand blackened and rotting and clutching at his chest. Dumbledore was smiling kindly, and Harry was reminded once again of the man’s many infuriating depths. Ever the chess master, but also the man determined to try and save a teenaged Draco from himself.  