Why Did Dumbledore Trust Snape Novels & Stories

“Now, I don’t want to decide on my own so I want to ask your opinion do we let Stella work her magic.” “She’s one of the greatest sorceresses I’ve ever met and without doubt I can say I trust her loyalty to the crown.” Damian stated. “If we are trying to gamble our lives I would gamble mine with her.” Tim stated. “She took care of me all my life and she ensured my safety.” “What about you, Sebastian?” Arthur asked me. “I don’t trust her.” I stated seriously. “What about you?” “She served everyone in this place with her life. She gave up her body, life and soul to Royals. She gave us everything. I think it’s time that I also trust her.” Arthur replied. “Sophia, what would you like to do?”

Big Drive pointed out, I bobbed my head in agreement, momentarily forgetting about the pot of soup waiting for me. “Yeah right, I think there is something wrong also. Snake is too quiet, even if Scorpion is under reign I still don’t fully trust him because of how sneaky he is, but a stern warning was given to him and I know he would not dare tick me off, I would wipe out all his men first before draining his blood and feeding it to the wolves, I am very sure they need something to quench their taste and what is a better offer than a traitor’s blood? I am sure nothing would beat that and no one would question my decision.” I reasoned out loud.

Damon's POV Victor Crane has always been a snake. I've known this since we were both starting out as two ambitious young men clawing our way to the top of the same industry. We've competed, collaborated, occasionally cooperated when our interests aligned. But I've never trusted him. You don't trust snakes, you can’t. You just need to watch them carefully and make sure they don't bite. And if they do, you’re prepared to heal yourself and also strike its head.

Bile rose in the back of Hazel’s throat and she fought the urge to howl that Snarl was a traitor. Yet the moment she thought about it, she realized the truth. Snarl isn’t a traitor! He’s talking about Damon’s father! Relief washed over Hazel once more as she came to realize that Snarl was spinning a web of lies, clearly trying to get this stupid Italian alpha to trust him. Whether Snarl was playing the long game or merely biding for time, she was unsure, but what she did know was that Snarl l would never, ever betray his pack. He would never betray me!

I swirled the colorless liquor as Davis ordered his own poison and told her to put Catalina’s drinks on his bill. She turned back my way. “Would you like me to put your vodka on your room, sweetie?” I grinned. Certainly sweetheart, let me give you that number. “No.” I pulled a hundred-dollar bill from my money clip. “Keep them coming, I’ve got it covered.” “Sure thing.” Her lips teased a smile as she turned and walked away. “Shame,” Davis said. “Look at those legs. There’s a lot that could be done—” “Severus, to answer your question, trust is a two-way street. First, why don’t you fill me in on your thoughts about the uninformative meeting with my father?”

It was written in the stars for him to watch over their queen. She despised human beings and held them responsible for her plight the entire time, but after Elevena moved into the mansion, things began to turn around for her. This time, she watches Dumbledore and realises that Damon is the one who forced her to do it, then humiliated and embarrassed her.

She asked. “It's too late to harbor second thoughts, don't you think?” I responded as I swiveled my chair back to the desk. “What makes you think I might change my mind?” “I don't know what it is…Daemon, but I've come a long way to trust whatever you say. Ive done all I can to prove my love to you, yet you think I'm doing all this because of politics or my ambitions. Asides your promise to my mother, the only reason we have accepted to assist you is because we do not want a rogue to lead and dictate what we do and what we shouldn't,”

The time he had spent in searching proved fruitful but not in the way he had expected and needed. Eira shook her head, "Trish could be lying. Why do you guys trust her so much? The only thing I have heard numerous times from Bella is that werewolves are loyal to their kind. And she may be referring to a fictional thing but I assume it's true in real life as well?" "Damien trusts her. I can't say more on the matter." Eira opened the spell book again. "The last person I want to waste my time talking about is that jerk. He wanted to be hero of the situation and killed the vampire. He ended up being the fool," She expressed with discontent as her hands flipped through the pages.

“This is your restaurant. Yolanda would never-” “It has to be you.” He shrugs. “You hate me, but you’d never harm me. I trust Dr. Anderson,” Sirius replied calmly. I stared at him puzzled, “I am not a doctor, and you shouldn’t-” “I trust you not to kill me,” Sirius leans in again. “Or if you do kill me, for it to be more exciting than arsenic in my eggs.” I roll my eyes, the pit of my stomach warmed by a flutter of butterflies. The trust of the King weighs heavily on me. I shift my weight from side to side, looking around, “Okay w-what would you prefer?”

“It’s just—he’s too smart. Too careful. I never knew where he operated from. He never revealed his base, never used the same contact twice. He always reached out first. Always through different phones or third parties.” I narrowed my eyes. “You’re telling me he trusted you enough to plant you in my circle but never enough to tell you anything real?” He gave a bitter laugh. “He doesn’t trust anyone. I think he hated me just a little less than the rest of the world.” I sat back, jaw tight. “Then why did you follow him?” Damon looked down, hesitating. Then he said, “Because I thought he saved me. But there’s something more important that I think you should know.”