Professor HP is not a pedophile

The little thing sat cross-legged on the floor, with a small wine glass at his feet, and there was still half a glass of wine left in the glass.He pulled the long hair of the carpet again and again, muttering in his mouth.

Severus walked over, sat down next to him, and listened carefully...

"Draco... Do you think your godfather is weird? He's nice to me at times and then he's mean to me... hiccup... what the hell is he trying to do..."

Severus was annoyed and amused, patted his head and asked, "Want to know?"

"Think about it..." The little thing raised his head, looked at him expectantly, suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, stared at him for a while, and smiled silly, "I remember you...you are that long A good guy like Professor Snape..."

He crawled over, hugged Severus' arm, smirked a few times with satisfaction, and then began to mutter: "I tell you, I was very unhappy a while ago... Professor Snape, you know Right? He is my mother's good friend. He saved me and took me to see my parents. When I, I was young, he was still very good to me..."

"Yeah, and then?" Severus patted his head reassuringly.

The little thing's face wrinkled all of a sudden, tears came as soon as he said it, and the speed of emotional transformation was really amazing.He looked at Severus with an aggrieved face, sniffed, "Later, for some reason, he suddenly became very fierce, scolding me every day..."

The more he talked, the more uncomfortable he was, and he threw himself into Severus's arms and cried loudly, "Why do you want to do this... If you hate me, don't treat me well in the first place, I, I thought, I can get along with my mother Friends get along well…”

Severus patted him on the back to comfort him, but his heart was filled with bitterness.How could he forget that Harry has never been treated with kindness since he was a child, his experience is almost the same as his own, the only difference is that he occasionally gets a little care from his mother, but his little thing has no parents at all Anyway, I still have Lily as a friend, and Harry, no matter it is the one in the previous life or this one, because of his cousin before the age of 11, he didn't make any friends at all.In this case, he attaches great importance to the kindness others give him. From previous observations, it can be seen that this child is simply the kind of fool who treats others ten times better if others treat him better.So it is conceivable that the little boy must be very sad when he suddenly treats him so badly.

The little thing in his arms was still crying, hiccupping from crying, "If I do something wrong, you have to tell me where I went wrong... hiccup... I will definitely change it..."

"You're right, Harry, you're right..." Severus hugged him in his arms distressedly, and naturally called out his name, and at the moment the name came out, his heart suddenly surged There was a sense of satisfaction for a while, and then I realized how much I liked this child.

The little thing hugged his neck obediently, rubbed his furry head on his neck, and said aggrievedly: "Then why is Professor Snape so fierce to me all of a sudden..."

"You're right, he's wrong," Severus coaxed him nicely, "It's him who doesn't understand, don't be angry."

Harry shook his head, his tone was very low, "I'm not angry, I'm just sad..."

Severus sighed and asked him in a low voice, "Harry, do you hate him?"

Harry looked up at him and asked dazedly, "Why should I hate him?"

Severus froze for a moment, then raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his blushing little face, with a complicated mood, "He treats you so fiercely, don't you hate him?"

The little thing hiccupped, shook his head, and said dazedly: "No...he saved me in flight lessons, took me to see my parents, took care of me, and helped me make potions ..."

It's just two or three things, and he has said it several times.It's really... He takes every little bit of kindness from others to him so seriously in his heart.

Severus was stunned, staring blankly at that little face, his heart was instantly filled with a soft emotion, and he felt sore and painful for a moment.He suddenly thought of the time he met Harry for the first time at the end of July last year. That night, when the little thing was handed over to him by his aunt, the sadness and distress he endured, and the tears in his eyes when he faced all kinds of troubles at the end of the semester The appearance of silently enduring.He seemed to be used to enduring all kinds of harsh treatment, but after enduring it, he still remembered the little bit of kindness that those who made things difficult for him once gave him, and then he clumsily and hard-workingly returned it.Maybe I was attracted by his appearance?How can there be such a warm person... like a small flame, timid, not bright and dazzling, not particularly enthusiastic, but it just makes people feel that the whole heart is warmed up.

He couldn't help sighing, "I'm sorry..."

Harry looked at him suspiciously.

He lowered his head and kissed the little thing's forehead, tenderness came out naturally, "I'm sorry, Harry, Professor Snape will never be so fierce to you again, I promise."

The little thing smiled stupidly, and didn't know if he understood. He tilted his head and thought about it for a long time, and finally he suddenly realized that he kissed him back big on the face, and then seemed to find it very interesting, hehehehe laughed.

Severus froze, then kissed his forehead again.

The little boy was excited, giggled silly, and kissed him back several times in a daze, like playing a game.

It wasn't until he was about to kiss the corner of his lips that Severus reacted and covered his mouth.

His big green eyes were covered with mist, and he looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

"Okay, don't kiss..." Severus suddenly felt guilty. Although it is a very happy thing to be kissed by someone he likes, he always felt a little guilty when the person was unconscious. And he didn't want his first kiss with the little thing to happen at this time, after all, his little thing was only 12 years old.

Seeing that the little thing stretched out his little paws and tried hard to break his hand, he sighed helplessly, hugged him tightly, and coaxed him along his back, "Stop making trouble, it's late, go to bed soon. "

The little thing buried his head in his arms and babbled a few words, then slowly fell asleep under his pat.

Gently put the person on the bed, took the blanket and covered it. Although it is summer now, it is still a bit cold in the middle of the night.

He sat on the edge of the bed and traced the little thing's eyebrows and eyes over and over again with his hands. After a while, he placed a soft kiss on the man's forehead before returning to his room reluctantly.

When eating breakfast the next day, Severus found that something was wrong with the little thing, and he always sneaked hesitant glances at himself, and would blush when he caught his gaze.He was startled, does he still remember what happened last night? !It's over, what if the little thing thinks he is a pervert who loves children!

Severus suddenly couldn't eat.

After breakfast, he hurried into the study of Malfoy's house. Unexpectedly, after a while, Harry, who always regarded him like a scourge, came to him.

Although still looking cautious, the little thing moved in front of him, "Professor Snape...um...that..."

Severus forced himself to be calm, and asked flatly, "What's the matter?"

"That... last night..." Harry's little face flushed with embarrassment, "I seem to have been rude to you..."

Severus denied it, "Mr. Potter, what are you talking about? I didn't see you last night."

"Huh?" Harry looked at him in surprise.

Severus' venomous tongue popped out again habitually, "Mr. Potter, did you have any dream of being rude to me? You should be glad you are not at school now, otherwise I will ask the professor silly questions because of you Deduct ten house points from Hufflepuff!"

Harry shuddered and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry Professor!"

Damn, I said the wrong thing again!Severus was terribly annoyed.With a blank expression (in fact, his expression was frozen, because he didn't know what to do next...) he turned around and walked to the bookshelf to make a statement.

"Teacher, professor..." the little thing called out timidly.

Severus didn't look back, "What's the matter?"

"That... I might really be dreaming, I'm sorry Professor, I won't bother you anymore!" Harry finished speaking in one breath, and fled away as if flying away.

Severus stared at the bookshelf in front of him, hating himself for being weak.