"And Spike is none other than William the Bloody."
At that, Snape exploded again. "You let him into the school after what he did the before?" he cried out angrily, the colour disappearing from his cheeks again. "He sided with Voldemort!"
Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Ah, yes. I did ask about that. If I recall correctly, he claims he did it because he ‘got bored’. He also remarked that he told Voldemort that he had bad breath and should probably refrain from eating so many mice." A chuckle escaped the wizard. "Apparently, the Dark Lord was not entirely amused."
Snape was looking disorientated by this revelation, which had been Dumbledore’s gleeful intention all along. "One...one wouldn’t think so."
"Apparently William’s lover at the time had to get him drunk and spirit him away, in order to prevent Voldemort from killing him out of frustration." Dumbledore couldn’t help chuckling. "No one quite irritated the Dark Lord like that particular vampire."
Now, the Potions Master almost appeared amused. Almost, but not quite. "And why," he asked, his voice steady and calm again. "Is William The Bloody fraternising with the Vampire Slayer by choice?"
"He has been neutralised," Dumbledore explained, wondering if the story sounded as much like a theme of a Science-Fiction film as he thought it did. "A Government agency implanted a behavioural modification chip into his brain. He is no longer able to harm humans."
Snape’s expression was sceptical. "And is there evidence to support this theory?"
"Well, on one of my visits to Sunnydale, he was living in a bathtub in the house of a Mr. Rupert Giles,"
The Eighth Weasley, Chapter 33