"Is it true Albus?" Lily tittered worriedly, her hand clenching James’ tightly, ignoring the man's wince of pain. "Has a student really been attacked?" "Yes my dear." Albus spoke gravely. Severus had to fight to not roll his eyes as she went sheet white and her green eyes went wide in panic. They had all received the Patronus, and Dumbledore wouldn’t of joked about it, he could hardly believe that he had considered himself in love with that harpy shrew of a woman. Although he had to admit that at randomly, out of absolutely nowhere, he would get floods of emotion, like back in school, and then it would fade again. But while concerning, not in need of immediate worry and attention. "Who was it?" Pomona asked sadly, thankfully she had every Badger in their Common Rooms, but nonetheless, it was still a student. Someone, that they as Professor’s, were charged to keep safe. Severus raised his eyebrow as Minerva stood up with tears in her eyes, a Gryffindor. "Muggle-born second-year Dean Thomas." Minerva said, her voice wavering. "He was found just down from the Library, in a small Alcove. It appears he was making his way back to the Gryffindor Common Rooms from the Library where he had been tutoring the first years, and was attacked just before the first flight of stairs." Severus had to hold in a snort of laughter at the idea of any of Potter’s three lackeys helping anyone, let alone tutoring first-years. Although that begged the question, what had the boy been doing? The thought brought back memories of only a few weeks past when he had found Thomas, Finnigan, Weasley and Potter harassing the Slytherin and Ravenclaw first-years as they came out of Astronomy night class; it made him wonder if their own house wasn’t safe from the horrible foursome. He was brought of his musing when Remus Lupin spoke up. "When will his parents arrive?" "My boy?" Dumbledore asked, his voice was soft and confused, but his eyes were daring the man to continue. "Well, all parents are informed and then given the chance to see any injured child." Remus said, his Gryffindor attributes pushing him through the dangerous water he was treading. "Oh, of course, but as his parents are Muggles, they wouldn’t truly understand petrification and I don’t want to worry them needlessly." "Needlessly?" Remus breathed in horror. "They deserve to know what happened to their son no matter their blood status!" "I am his Head of House." Minerva snapped finally. "The Headmaster is right. The amount of times I’ve had Muggle Parents freak out over something that is an easy fix. If they don’t need to be worried and scared witless then I won’t do it." Severus sneered at the woman. She was always in Dumbledore’s pocket, siding with him and neglecting her duties as a Head of House. "And if he was to tell his parents after being restored to normal by the Mandrakes?" Severus drawled demeaningly, one black eyebrow raised. Stifling a snort when Dumbledore and Mcgonagall shared wide-eyed glances, clearly they had not planned for any possibilities beyond it must work because we planned it. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Remus Lupin giving him an appraising look, holding back a sneer he kept his black eyes firmly on Dumbledore. Hopefully the self-righteous, arrogant and hypocritical man’s world would come crashing down around him, Severus silently thanked Lady Magic for blessing the Prince line, his Mother's maiden family, with the magical talent for Legilimency and Occlumency. Because of her gift, he was able to hide his malicious glee behind his Occlumency shield, which unsurprisingly was a potions lab; with all his thoughts and memories hidden in ingredient jars.