"I think they wanted me as a weapon," Steve said quickly, getting it all out. He'd only admitted that once before, to the aurors who had spoken to him.
"Or at least that's what they wanted to use the potion for. I can't imagine they would just let me be, after all of that work."
And perhaps that was Steve's worst fear, that he would somehow draw the Deatheaters to the school. That somehow his friends would get hurt or killed, the way Bucky had.
"I want to help you; I will help you. I just want you to know the risks that may come with it, and how important it is that this stays a secret. In fact, this isn't simply altruistic on my part. I want to know what they did, what my father did before they twisted it into this."