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Parents, brothers, friends, life can be said to be perfect, as long as you cover that unsightly Voldemort.

After traveling through time, Harry has parents, a twin brother, and a home that is warm, welcoming, and beautiful.His family is not poor, he has no worries about food and clothing, his parents love each other, his family is harmonious, and he has a lot of fun with his friends.

The double harvest of family affection and friendship is only missing one love.

But at this moment, his love was standing in front of him, with a stern face, frowning, and a ferocious expression as if he wanted to eat people, "...Did you dance well? In other words, the dance partners are not bad, right? "

Harry looked up at him in bewilderment, "Uh...all good?"

The corners of Snape's mouth tightened even more, and he took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the anger in his heart, "I think... we need to find a quiet place and talk."

"Talk?" Harry's eyes flickered for a moment, but it disappeared quickly. He pursed his lips and looked at Snape suspiciously, "...well, let's go then." Saying that, he turned Turn around and stride forward along the corridor.

Snape looked around cautiously, then took a step to catch up with Harry, and the two of them walked in the quiet corridor one after the other.Harry passed the stairs, but did not go upstairs. Harry continued to walk forward and came to the depths of the corridor.This is the way to Slytherin.

Snape stared at Harry Potter, who was walking ahead, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Obviously, it's your dormitory... isn't it convenient?" Harry said casually, turning his head to look at Snape behind him.

"...This is Slytherin's territory, you plan to walk in blatantly?" Snape frowned and stared, scolding Pote who didn't take his brains out, "Even if today's prom is full of seats, it will definitely A few Slytherins brought their girlfriends to the dormitory to fool around!"

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated.Snape, who was going to take Harry to the dormitory, was suddenly speechless.

Harry didn't seem to notice anything amiss at all, he just smiled smugly, pulled out his wand and pointed it at himself, "Ignoring the Curse, the Invisibility Curse, and the Lightning Curse, although I don't wear an Invisibility Cloak now, I just mixed in a little Slytherin - a piece of cake," he said as he spoke the spell.

Snape watched carefully where Harry was standing, but he really couldn't spot him.Harry seemed to blend in with his surroundings, and he was nowhere to be found.

Harry walked around behind Snape and whispered, "I'm here." He reached out and grabbed Snape's wrist, "Let's go."

Snape suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, moved his fingers, and let Pott hold him.He strode forward, feeling Harry chasing after him.

The footsteps echoing in the corridor became a person's again, but it didn't sound as if he was lonely anymore.

No matter how angry Snape was, he still couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, as if something had become subtle, and even the anger in his heart subsided.

A casual sentence from Pott could easily affect his mood. Snape didn't like this feeling, and things that he couldn't hold in his hands would always make him uneasy.But it is precisely because of this that he can always experience the feeling of going up and down, being in heaven in one second and falling into a pit in the next second.Surprisingly, it didn't seem so bad.

Snape curled his lips forcefully, and he deliberately strode across the deserted common room to his bedroom.

"Are you running a race?" Harry complained as soon as he entered the door, letting go of Snape and casting himself a stop spell.

Harry appeared in Snape's bedroom, and just like before, Harry sat on Snape's bed very familiarly.He poured himself a glass of water, looked at Snape, "You, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Talk about the relationship between you and me, talk about the criteria for boyfriends, and talk about whether you know what it means to be promiscuous!

But when the words came to his lips, Snape found himself unable to utter a single word.

One of them was standing, the other was sitting. No one spoke for a while, but it almost took Harry's breath away. The invincible savior boy was almost crushed by Snape's silence.

Harry was not as natural and casual as he looked, he drank his water awkwardly, his palms were hot and sweaty.He can still recall the feeling when he held Snape's wrist, the feeling was not just a tactile feeling, but more a feeling in his heart, and these invisible and intangible feelings endowed that simple movement with a deeper level meaning.

Harry's face started to burn, he stared at Snape's black school robes, and realized with despair that he really liked Snape... the old bat who took pleasure in mocking and hurting him !

Snape's lips moved with difficulty, "...I want to talk to you... about—" Snape took a few deep breaths, but he couldn't continue.He stood in front of Harry, as embarrassed as a ten-year-old.He stared at Harry Potter in frustration, wishing he could strangle that kid who was drinking water to death!

Harry waited anxiously, he had a premonition, he had a premonition that Snape would say something earth-shattering.He held the cup to his mouth, but he couldn't drink any more, only he could feel it, his hands were shaking.

calm down!Calm down Harry Potter!Just think of Filch!Think of Hagrid and Madame Maxime hugging!Think Gower in a ballet suit!Think Filch in a striptease!

Harry stared at the water in the glass aggrievedly, he lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at Snape's expression now, because he damn... dare not!

Snape's patience was exhausted in the silence, and he spit out a series of words like a submachine gun in frustration: "I know, I know how stupid this is! Maybe you are mocking me now, mocking me like a As stupid as a fool... a Potter, unbearably arrogant Potter—"

"...you like me...?" Harry opened his mouth uncertainly, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's, but Snape stopped his gibberish mouth suddenly.

Harry's heart was pounding, and he always felt uneasy, like there was a noose hanging around his neck and you didn't know when it would tighten.

Sometimes he would rather be hanged immediately than wait in fear for that moment.

"You like me?" Harry asked a little louder.

Snape took a half step back in panic.His pale face turned red, and his mouth, which had been ruthless just now, was tightly closed.

Harry stared at Snape's legs, he was slightly relieved, and even his tone was not as eager as before, "Then do you like Lily?"

Snape's face flushed suddenly, and he gasped as if offended, "We're friends!"

They were friends, they were friends... they had always been friends, Snape never admitted that he loved her, but he gave his all for her!Harry couldn't help but curse.

Snape has been deceiving himself and others by using his friends as an excuse, so is he also deceiving himself and others that Snape likes him?

"But you like her. Even if you have always regarded her as a friend, you are only kind to her, aren't you?" Harry smiled and stood up with his head bowed. He felt that he was so stupid, "Almost Whatever you ask for."

Yes, he was responsive to Lily, and he never showed his mean face to Lily!Maybe he liked Lily in the first place!And Snape never said he liked him...never...

Harry remembered the love letter.That one-sentence love letter.

He carefully recalled every word and every letter on the letter, but he found desperately that there was not a single detail on it that showed that it was a love letter.

There was only one sentence in the letter——

I want to see you.

He had received the letter the day after Lily's engagement, the day after Snape had kissed him on the Knight Bus.No, maybe that wasn't a kiss, it was just a friction caused by a sudden stop.But he took it seriously, pushed Snape away like a shy little girl and ran out of the car blushing.She even foolishly thought it was a love letter, and was so distressed foolishly!

Harry could write hundreds of letters like this and send them to his relatives, friends, and classmates at will, and he could say such words to his friends casually!

...but he was the only one who took it seriously.

Harry's heart sank to the bottom, and he suddenly understood that maybe it wasn't Snape who fell in love with him, but he fell in love with Snape.from very early on.Unknowingly.

The atmosphere was dominated by silence, Harry looked at Snape who said nothing, and decided to leave immediately.

"...No." Snape's voice sounded weak.

Harry acted as if he didn't hear, "I have to go back, I haven't packed my luggage yet. By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?" Harry glanced at Snape quickly, but didn't say anything to him at all. Chance, "But I have to go... I have to get up early tomorrow." Harry walked towards him and hugged him like a buddy, "We'll be friends, right, no matter what happens in the future?"

Snape looked down at Harry, his hands dangling in mid-air, as if to hug Harry.

Snape growled wildly in his heart, hug him, you should hug Harry, you should hug him!

But he still just stood passively.

There seemed to be a little devil living in Snape's heart, it desperately encouraged Snape, it was howling and roaring: one day you will regret it, one day!You will regret it for your indecision!

"I..." Snape whispered, "I like to..."

"What did you say?" Harry paused, looking eagerly into Snape's eyes.

"I like you."

Harry's eyes brightened instantly.

"...cough, what did you say?" Harry pretended not to hear.

Snape's expression suddenly became grim.

The young Snape's face gradually turned red, and he stared fiercely at Harry Potter with widened eyes, but the expression that once made Harry fearful was no longer threatening.

Harry tried to restrain himself, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.He stood in front of Snape, raised his chin like Malfoy, and pretended that I didn't care.But the expression made him look stupid.

Harry asked him deliberately, "After so long after receiving your inexplicable love letter, you finally gave an explanation, eh? Mr. Snape?"

Snape looked like a preschooler whose pigtails had been grabbed, he was so embarrassed that he almost got into the cracks in the ground, "...what love letter?"

"That was the day," Harry said, a little embarrassed, "that letter you sent after... harassing me on the Knight Bus."

"You call that a love letter?" Snape sneered with deliberate disdain.

"...Isn't it?! In view of the fact that you just molested me before!"

Snape blushed, "That's not obscenity—!"

Harry raised his eyebrows, looking like a Snape double, "So, maybe it's — can't help it?"

Snape pursed his lips and looked at Harry Potter angrily.His face was full of shame and anger, but his eyes, those black eyes, had never been so bright.

As bright as Harry's eyes were secretly delighted.