Harry shook his head, "Perhaps that’s true, Professor," he finally tore his eyes away from the window, "but I also wouldn’t put it past the man to keep drip feeding you all hope with the goal of keeping you fixed in the little boxes he’s assigned to you," Snape was taken aback, his mouth opening slightly, "Tell me this: if you thought he was truly raising me for slaughter, the son of the woman you loved -," now Snape reeled, jumping to his feet, "- who you have been fighting to keep alive for years, if you thought that that was what was happening: would you remain loyal to him?"