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The engagement ceremony is about to take place, and the date is set for Christmas.

School is already on holiday, and Lily, who has free time, is busy or shopping every day, choosing accessories to match the dress, or items needed for the ceremony.But there are still a lot of things left behind. The closer the ceremony date is, the more Lily panicked and chattered on all fours.There will be an engagement ceremony the day after tomorrow, and Lily will stay at home in a dress all day, and no matter what happens, she cannot be allowed to take off her dress.

Lily grabbed the hem of her dress, stared wide-eyed and scanned the messy items in the room, feeling a little obsessed with eagerness.

"I forgot what, what is it..." Lily frowned, thinking carefully, she looked down at her empty hands, stood up suddenly, and grabbed the hand of the bridesmaid beside her, "I need a handbag I want a little clutch about two knees wide, in white, dainty! Yes, yes! I need a clutch—and Severus!"

For the first time, Harry knew that Snape and the handbag were comparable and similar.

Not only Harry, but even the plundering team were stunned by her stroke from out of the sky.James' expression twisted in an instant, let alone a bag, even if Lily entered the arena with a troll on her shoulders, he would have no problem, but if she wanted to carry a handbag and a snot at the same time...

Lily grabbed Harry's hand, "Severus must not be absent, he is the only good friend I have grown up with since I was a child! But he even... didn't reply to our letter, he didn't even reply to our letter Ceremony invitation—!" Lily gasped, "I need Severus here...I need him here!"

Harry took Lily's hand back and nodded vigorously, "Okay, no problem, I'll get him done, don't worry!"

"...on the day of the ceremony you will pick him up yourself, Harry?" Lily's eyes began to turn red. "You must bring him—definitely!"

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Snape hadn't contacted Harry for a long time, he was rarely seen, he didn't even answer letters, and the habit of sharing lecture notes was broken.Not only Harry, but even Lily never got in touch with Snape again.

Lily's worry is not without reason, he is likely to be absent from Lily's engagement ceremony.Because Harry had never seen Snape in a picture of his parents' wedding ceremony.

On Christmas Eve, after the Potter family had a big meal, they started to get busy.Even though he would be very tired the next day, James couldn't sleep at all. He tried on the dress again, then put it back in the closet, and stretched it carefully, so as not to squeeze a wrinkle.After he finished tossing, he took Harry to chat together, even though the topic of the two had nothing to do with the wedding.

Harry almost yawned to get over it, and finally closed his eyes for a while before being pulled up again.Annoyed and helpless, he sat up, glanced at the clock, and simply got up.

At 27:[-] in the morning, Harry changed into his uniform, and after tidying himself up, he hugged his brother who was still excited, and immediately Apparated.

In Spider's End Alley, a well-dressed young man stood in front of the mottled iron gate and knocked on the door hesitantly.

At 04:30, the whole of Britain is still asleep, and it would be hell if someone came to open the door.

Harry hesitated, then knocked on the door again.After all, the others were already here, and Harry began to wonder whether he should Apparate in directly.

But after a while, there was a curse from the room, and the door was opened without warning.

Harry looked at Snape in the door in surprise. You know, he thought he had to kick to wake the owner to open the door.

Snape stared blankly at Harry outside the door. He was wearing old Muggle clothes, and it seemed that he hadn't slept at all.His expression was a little irritable, "What are you doing here?!"

Harry looked at him through the crack of the door, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open forcefully, and walked in recklessly, "I'll pick you up to attend the ceremony."

"What the hell are you going to do at four o'clock? Mr. Pott, have you finally stuffed your pathetic little brain into a piggy bank?"

Harry shivered suddenly, and looked around at Snape's house, "You don't light a fire, it's Christmas now." Harry really wanted to use his wand, but the Ministry of Magic has a clear rule that if you want to relax If you stop for a lifetime, you have to be an honest person honestly.

But usually honest people are bullied, Snape was deeply touched, he pulled out a wand, and reluctantly lit the fire.

"Won't cause trouble?"

"If it will, I will let you do it, Mr. Pott."

Harry frowned. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Snotbubble!"

"...It's the nose..." Snape's voice seemed to be choked suddenly, and he couldn't say a word.He glared at Pot angrily, and put away his secret weapon.

But Harry took a step forward, pulled it out again casually, and with a flick of his wrist, turned the sofa in the small living room into a bed with a soft quilt and big red pillows.

Harry sat on the bed and sank into the soft cushions. He rubbed his dry eyes, "Why didn't you reply?"

Snape frowned tightly, he hated being questioned, and he didn't like being questioned even more.

"This is a question, not a rhetorical question. I'm waiting for your answer, snotty."

His brow furrowed even tighter, but he still didn't intend to answer.He pursed his lips tightly, looking at the unspeakable sarcasm on Harry Potter's expression, "I thought the master Harry Potter already knew—it seems... you Nothing."

"What should I know?" Harry looked at him a little blankly.

Snape's breathing suddenly became violent, and he sneered, but found that any expression at this time was so forced.He turned around, grabbed a newspaper from the ground, and almost slapped it on Harry's head with all his strength, and slammed it on his face, which had no time to dodge.

Harry froze, staring at him with wide eyes, subconsciously covered his face, and the newspaper stuck to his face.He grabbed the newspaper and spread it out with such force that he nearly tore it to pieces.The first thing Harry saw was the news he had read about a month or so ago—the news that a young wizard had been poisoned and died.

The room was very dark, and the fire in the fireplace was not enough to illuminate the room. Harry glanced at Snape, then looked down at the photo again.

Harry leaned so close that the tip of his nose was almost touching.He stared at the man's face in the photo with wide eyes, watching carefully, even the blown grass in the corner of the photo could not escape his eyes.

Suddenly, Harry gasped - he knew this man!He is the prefect of Slytherin, Palo Cloud who just graduated not long ago!

Harry raised his head abruptly, and he looked at Snape standing beside him in disbelief, "...what...what's going on!?"

Snape's face twitched slightly, and he forced a smile, "Why, have you... finally seen my true face?"

Snape had never known himself to be such a man who couldn't hold his breath or hold back his words.Careless Gryffindor, they didn't notice the suspicious message.He should have concealed it, he should have let it go as if nothing had happened, but...he couldn't help but ask!He couldn't help it, as if satirizing his carelessness in making friends, his so-called friendship, and his so-called care among friends-for a whole month and a half, Potter was as ignorant as a fool!

Harry put down the newspaper in silence, he fastened the photo on the bed, and lay on his back on the bed.He took Snape's wand, waved it in front of him, glanced at the time, and then made himself an alarm clock.He closed his eyes, but his brows were still furrowed.

"What are you doing?!" Snape's voice was uncontrollably high, "Shouldn't Saint Potter get out?! I'm a murderer...that's the poison I developed! I gave V- "

"Stop!" Harry suddenly roared, "Stop, I don't want to hear it... I don't want to hear it now. Really... Don't talk about it, today is Lily's engagement day, she expects you to go, she said you It is her only good friend who has been with her since she was a child... wake me up in three hours, let's go there together."

Snape's lips trembled, "I am, I am a Death Eater..."

"I don't care." Harry turned around, with his back to him, and lay quietly on the bed, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Snape's hand was tight and tight, as if trying to grab something, but it just hung by his side from the beginning to the end.

Time passed quietly at this time, and the room was quiet, only the crackling sound from the fire, and the bubbling sound of the potion in the tongs on the fire.It has been boiling for almost an hour, and no one knows if it will suddenly explode now.

Snape's footsteps faltered, and his head numbly issued an order, ordering him to go and put the potion on fire.

But no sooner had he taken a step than Harry moved.He suddenly turned around, facing Snape, "...Come here, don't think about running away... Lily has ordered you to die, let me take you there." Harry stretched out his hand and grabbed Snape's robe, "...is the VIP seat."

The red light from the fire lit Harry's face, and Snape's eyes suddenly rolled away from the tongs, but he didn't look at Harry.

Harry seemed a little dissatisfied, tugged at his clothes, and forced Snape to take a half step forward.Harry gave a dry cough, and then turned over again, but his hands were still hanging behind his back, grabbing Snape's clothes.

The potion screamed passionately in the tongs, but it couldn't impress the young potion genius anymore, even if it was only half a step.

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The engagement ceremony was nothing short of a disaster!

And the disaster started with Harry who overslept.

Harry hurriedly got up, grabbed Snape, and rushed out the door.He picked up the wand and cast fluorescent flashes towards the sky, and while holding the wand up, he ran wildly, until the knight bus stopped in front of him, and he suddenly realized that he didn't have to run at all.

But why didn't you think of apparating? Using walnuts to describe your brain size is obviously a compliment, Mr. Pott!

Harry dragged Snape onto the bus, tossed two gold coins to the stewardess, but didn't intend to ask for any kind of extra service at all.

Harry sat on his own bed, and Snape was opposite him, watching Harry thinking impatiently.

Harry sat on the simple single bed, trying to figure out what else was left behind, his body swaying left and right with the bus.Suddenly, the brakes came to a screeching halt, and Harry lunged forward, landing on Snape's body.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Harry said modestly, trying to stand up straight, but because of another sudden brake, he stuck to Snape's body again.

Yes, it was attached, the whole body was attached to Snape's body, except for their legs which couldn't be attached due to their posture.But it seemed more awkward, and Harry was standing between Snape's legs, a position that only made him more embarrassed.

"It's ok."

Snape's mouth was almost pressed against his ear, and even though it was very soft, Harry could hear every sound, even the soft ones that he held in his mouth and didn't stress.

Snape smelled of potions, just like his own.Harry was not tall, and the position of the bed was relatively high. Even standing up, he was not much taller than Snape who was sitting.He lowered his head, buried his nose in the hollow of Snape's shoulder, and sniffed the scent that had accompanied him for hours.

Harry struggled to prop himself up on the single bed under Snape, trying to straighten himself up.But the driver seemed to be against him, braking suddenly several times in a row, and Harry couldn't stand up at all.

Snape's body was stiff, he was leaning back slightly from the brakes too hard, and he had to put his arms around Harry, but his movements were so smooth that it was impossible to see that he "had to" .

The bodies of the two young men were tightly pressed together, tightly, yes, every part.The tall boy was a little absent-minded, and he couldn't help but hug Harry a little tighter, tilting his head slightly, and under the shaking of the bus, he let his lips rub against Harry's cheeks and Harry's cheeks again and again unintentionally. ear.

No matter how dull Harry was, it was impossible not to notice everything.

His body was stiff, one side of his head was blank, and the blood rushed to his head and face.His first thought was not anger, but embarrassment, and his first reaction was not to resist, but to blush.

Sometimes, there are some things, even if everything is not clear, but the answer has already been revealed, just waiting for people to find out.

"S, Snape...!" Harry struggled hard, but Snape's hand was still around Harry's waist, but this lifting and pressing made Snape also fall into embarrassment In such a situation, his rationality told himself to stop, but his eyes narrowed involuntarily, staring obsessively at Harry's red earlobes in front of him.

He couldn't help being tempted, and did something bold, yet something he'd always wanted - he couldn't help but lean in and kiss Harry's flushed ear.

Harry felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he didn't know what to do.

"Hey, dear gentlemen, please don't mess around in public." The flight attendant leaned on the railing and poked his head, then whispered, "One condom is one Galleon, but it looks like you'd better turn around twice before getting off the bus. gone."

The bus had stopped at some point, Harry pushed Snape away abruptly, covered his flushed face with his hand, walked around the flight attendant and got out of the bus in a hurry.

The male flight attendant winked at Snape, "Do you want to buy a few spares in advance?"

Snape sat there to collect himself, stood up and got out of the car.He glanced back at the flight attendant, and walked in Harry's direction without saying a word.