Professor HP is not a pedophile

After hearing the conversation between Harry and Draco that day, Severus finally found that the methods taught by Lucius were useless, and those methods really did not fit his character. He, Severus Snape, Ho When had the eerie Potions Master, the most feared by Gwartz's students, ever been so ingratiating to someone (actually no one but himself thought he was ingratiating...)?He gradually stopped looking for Harry in the manor, and stopped trying to get closer to him, but put all his energy on finding a way to eliminate the soul slice on Harry's head.In fact, he really would rather do something good for Harry than chase his mate like a courting peacock like Lucius had taught him.

Lucius expressed his disappointment with him, so he began to think about a question: Should he change his personality for Harry?

But until Sirius took Harry back to Black's house, he never figured it out.At this time, the summer vacation has only passed for about a month, and there is another month before leaving school. Before that, if it is not an accident, he will not see his little things.

After moving a large pile of books from Malfoy Manor without Harry back to Spider's End, Severus completely stayed home until the morning of the last day of July, when he received an invitation from Malfoy Manor—— The Malfoys and Sirius will be there to celebrate Harry's 12th birthday.

Although it was only two or three days since I saw him, Severus had to admit that he really missed that little thing, just seeing the little thing's signature on the invitation would make his whole heart full of longing up.

He found several bottles of high-quality Felix Elixirs, thought about it, and took out the only photo of Lily he had collected, packed them all up, and stepped into the fireplace impatiently.

Harry hadn't even come when he got to Malfoy Manor.

Narcissa and Draco were busy directing the house-elves to decorate their small banquet hall for family dinners, and simply greeted him.He didn't mind, and sat down in the living room where the traffic fireplace was, just waiting for Harry to come over.

When it was almost noon, the little thing staggered and fell out of the fireplace, Severus was in a state of suspense, and hurriedly stood up to catch him.But he was confused because he was concerned, the fireplace was three or four meters away from him, and if Harry really fell down, he wouldn't be in time.

The little thing stood on his own after a few strokes, raised his little face covered with ashes, and rarely turned around and ran away when he saw him, but greeted him politely.

Severus nodded, and said flatly, "Mr. Potter, maybe you should wipe your face, there's ashes on it."

Harry blushed from embarrassment, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it.Because he couldn't see it, he wiped it several times but failed to wipe the place covered with furnace ashes.

Severus stepped over, snatched his handkerchief, held his little head with one hand, and gently wiped the ashes on the tip of his nose with the other.

The little thing was stunned.

Severus looked at his blank expression with amused expression, and asked in a low voice, "Where's your trainer dog? How did he let you use the Floo network by yourself?"

Still in a daze, Harry replied subconsciously: "The godfather said he has something to do, and he will come here in the afternoon..."

Then he woke up suddenly, realizing that he was standing so close to Professor Snape, and Professor Snape was still wiping his face!The little thing instantly felt that his scalp was about to explode, and his curly soft hair seemed to stand upright.

"Professor Snape..." he called incoherently.

"Huh?" Severus responded casually, wiping the last bit of ashes from his forehead, and letting go of the little furry head.

The little thing snatched back his handkerchief, shouted "Thank you", and then rushed out of the living room door.

Severus froze for a moment, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief when he ran out of the horrible living room.Thinking about the scene just now, the child couldn't help shaking, and then he found Draco non-stop, grabbed him for comfort: "Draco! I seem to have done something terrible just now!"

Draco let go of a house elf who was being directed around by him, and began to comfort his friend: "What's the matter? Did you duel with my godfather?"

"How is it possible! Then I wouldn't be standing here properly!" Harry said, "I came out of the fireplace just now, and my face was covered with ashes, and the professor wiped it off for me!"

"And then?" Draco knew there must be more to come.really……

"Then I actually snatched the handkerchief and ran out!" Harry looked terrified, "Do you think the professor will think I'm rude, and then..." The child fell into all kinds of terrible imaginations—such as being caught by Stove Professor Nepe boiled a pot of potion or something...

Draco looked at the sky speechlessly, and then comforted Harry perfunctorily: "Don't worry Harry, the godfather is not that stingy, you really think too much..."

Fortunately, Harry was easy to coax and believed him easily.

Patting the rejuvenated little thing, Draco suddenly felt that he had a great responsibility - to be such a child's friend, one really needs a very mature heart!

At this time Narcissa came over.

"Oh, my dear little panda~Happy Birthday~" She hugged Harry, kissed him hard on the cheek, and turned her cheek away.

"Thank you, Aunt Narcissa." The little thing returned the kiss with a smile.

Severus, who walked over from the living room, saw this scene, and his face turned black.But he couldn't do anything, because he was quickly kicked out of the banquet hall by Narcissa.

"Go, go, don't get in the way here," Narcissa thought he was useless, "You don't know how to do this, why are you here, hurry up and go away."

This sturdy woman pulled Harry to her side, "Come on, little panda, let's see where this colorful ball looks good. You are the protagonist of today, please give me some advice!"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, happily hugged his Aunt Narcissa's arms and started discussing with her.

In the afternoon, Sirius came over with Neville, because the old lady Longbottom didn't like Lucius very much, so Sirius went to the Longbottom's house in person and lied to her that Harry's birthday party was in Black at home before getting Neville out.

Neville was frightened to death when he saw Severus, and Harry even fueled his fire by telling him about Severus's "weird" behavior a while ago, which made Draco take a lot of effort to save him. After learning a little about the image of my godfather and coaxing them for a long time, the two children were not so afraid.

Not long after Lucius returned from get off work at the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore came over, so after a sumptuous dinner, people began to officially celebrate Harry's birthday.

The little thing received the most birthday presents in his life, and he was so happy that he couldn't speak, but he just kept thanking everyone, and even Severus received a smiling face.

Seeing the little thing laughing and bursting into tears suddenly, Severus's heart twitched violently, and it hurt violently.

Narcissa hugged her little panda anxiously and began to smooth her fur, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I know you were wronged before, from now on we will celebrate your birthday every year, okay?"

The child let out a sobbing "Yeah", and his two friends leaned over to pat one of the shoulders, and patted the head of the other.

Severus looked at them hugging each other, wishing that he was the one holding the little thing...

At night, except for Dumbledore and Sirius, who often had to stay up late and work overtime to deal with family affairs due to lack of business acumen and management experience, everyone else lived in Malfoy Manor.

Severus couldn't sleep at night, so he couldn't help but walked outside Harry's room, only to hear the sound of three children playing inside.

"Haha, Neville, look, Harry looks so funny when he's drunk!" Draco laughed wildly.

"Draco...if your mother finds out that you secretly gave Harry a drink..." Neville said worriedly.

Draco didn't take it seriously, "Don't worry, I let the house elf secretly take it, only this small cup, doesn't it mean that the wine can make people forget their troubles, Harry thought about his parents just now and wanted to cry, you Now, isn't he too drunk to think?"

Severus remembered how cute the little thing was when he was drunk, and his possessiveness came up again - how could these two little trolls see it!

He decisively pushed open the door.

"Little Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Longbottom, can you tell me what you are doing?" he said in a low, silky tone.

Draco was so frightened that he pulled Neville to jump up, stood up straight and replied loudly, "We didn't do anything, Godfather!"

"Oh?"

Little Mr. Malfoy looked at his godfather's black face, hung his head in frustration, and dared not speak. As for Neville...he wished that Professor Snape could not see him.

Severus snorted coldly, "In that case, why don't you go to bed?"

Draco cast a guilty and sympathetic look at Harry who was sitting on the floor giggling like a pardon, and pulled Neville away.

Severus closed the door before looking helplessly at the drunk, mumbling little thing.