"I know that, and you know that, but I'm not quite sure Faustus knows that," Terry said gently. "Even if you've explained it to him, I'm not sure he's old enough to understand what it exactly means. Despite his apparent maturity and how well adjusted he is, he's still a little boy, who just lost his mother." He bit his lip. "And right now he feels that your students are more important than he is."
Terry sighed, knowing that Severus had a point about his Slytherins, and he'd never presume to try to tell another professor how to handle his House. He'd never have said anything about Faustus either, if he didn't think it was absolutely necessary. "I can't tell you what's right for Faustus, only you know that, but just remember he's only nine, and not one of your students. He may have the intelligence of someone years older, but his world view is still that of a nine year old who just wants his father to spend time with him. I know and you know it won't be this way forever, but he may not." He sighed.
"Okay, I'll get down off my high horse now, and I apologize if I overstepped at all. I really like Faustus, and I want you both to find what works for you." He smiled a little. "Takes a lot of work, being a dad, doesn't it?"