Professor HP is not a pedophile

Severus spotted Harry the moment he entered.He wasn't annoyed by today's love letter incident.Although he also knew that what Mrs. Lockhart said was right, but sometimes emotions would surpass reason.However, apart from being annoyed at the fact that "someone dared to covet his things", he was not very worried about whether Harry would accept that lame confession. If the little thing had that concept in his mind, he would not As for holding it in for so long...

But this does not prevent him from using this matter to seek some benefits for himself.

Seeing the little thing blushing in embarrassment and moving in, Severus raised his eyebrows and teased him slowly: "What? Mr. Potter is finally willing to come back? Didn't tell the one who confessed to you?" Are the brave going to spend Valentine's Day together?"

"Of course not!" Harry denied, only to look up and see him, then lower his head so low that Severus could only see his limp, shaggy head.

The little thing stood ten feet away from the sofa where Severus was sitting, moved his toes uncomfortably, and muttered: "Well...well, professor...actually, that person seems to be playing tricks on me , it's not a confession, and I don't like it either..."

"Come here," Severus beckoned to him, "what are you doing standing there? Aren't you cold after coming back from outside?"

Harry sneaked a glance at him, then slowly moved over with his textbook in his arms, and sat on the other end of the sofa, at least two people away from him-he usually wouldn't sit so far away.

Severus felt strange, "Why are you sitting so far away? Afraid I'll laugh at you? Come a little further."

The little thing moved over silently again, blushing unusually.

Severus rubbed his head, "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you, why are you blushing? There's nothing embarrassing about it."

"Hmm." Harry felt that even the top of his head was getting hot after being rubbed by him, and buried his head lower.

Seeing him like this, Severus suddenly felt something was wrong, the little thing wouldn't be stimulated so much that he wanted to find a girlfriend instead? !

He hesitated again and again, and finally asked with a touch of probing: "You face is so red, do you like a certain girl?"

"No!" Harry shook his head in panic.

Severus narrowed his eyes, the little thing's eagerness to deny it was so suspicious!

"Could it be some boy?" He leaned closer to Harry. "Draco? Or Longbottom?"

"No, no!" Harry forgot his embarrassment for a moment, and looked angrily at this person who doubted his pure friendship, "They are my good friends!"

"Oh, well, sorry," Severus smiled reassuringly, "Who is that?"

"No one!" Harry turned his head away awkwardly and looked away from him angrily.

Severus smiled and reached out to hug him into his arms, "Well, I was wrong, there is actually one person I didn't say," he lowered his head and asked softly in the little thing's ear, "Is it me? "After careful analysis, it seems that there is really no one other than him. The range of friends that the little thing makes is not extensive. There are only a few very good friends. In addition, he has lived with him for a long time and wants to make friends with other people. Huo Huo is really unlikely, not to mention that he often blushes at him in a daze these days.

Harry froze for a moment, and the phrase "Is it me?" played back and forth in his mind, making him feel as if his whole body was going to burn.

Severus could tell from his reaction that he was right nine times out of ten.A surge of ecstasy caused his breathing to become a little short, and his heart beat like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He unconsciously hugged him tightly and asked anxiously, "Is it me?"

The little thing blushed and stuck his head into his chest, unable to speak a word.

"Harry..." Severus sighed with relief and cupped his face, looked down at the eyes that were darting all over the place but didn't dare to look at him, and carefully pressed his lips into a line The straight pink lips seemed to be touching a peerless treasure, and they were tenderly touched, and then asked him softly, "Do you find it annoying?"

The little thing's eyes widened in shock, and before he could react for a long time, he subconsciously replied: "It's too fast, I didn't feel it..."

"Heh..." Severus was amused by him, so he lowered his head to bite his lips again, his eyes met his big clear green eyes tenderly, outlined his lips with the tip of his tongue, and then poked in into his mouth, hooked the tip of his soft tongue and tasted it all over.

The little thing's face was getting more and more red, almost smoking, and Severus could feel the rising temperature in the hands holding his cheeks.

In the end, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't remember to breathe, Severus would have been reluctant to let him go so soon.

"Teacher, professor..." Harry stared blankly at his professor.

"Well, what's the matter?" Severus asked him with a smile, "Do you feel it this time?"

"Ah—" the little thing screamed, buried his head in front of his chest like a little ostrich, and never dared to lift it up again, and the two ears protruding from the gaps in the messy hair were so red that they almost bleed Come.

Severus patted him on the back, and asked him softly: "How is it? Do you hate it?" The warm breath that spewed out while speaking was blown directly into his ears, making the little body in his arms tremble sensitively one time.

The little head buried in his chest shook from side to side against his chest, but made no sound.

"Hehehe..." Severus laughed happily, and a low and gentle voice coaxed in his ear, "Don't hate it? Then stay with me, okay?"

The little thing grabbed his skirt tightly, and after a while, he nodded his head gently.

Although he already knew that the little thing had feelings for him, Severus still felt a little dizzy with excitement when he saw him nodding, was this a success?He thought he would go through many twists and turns!Regardless of whether Harry really liked him or mistook his dependence on his elders for liking for a while, he decided to seize this opportunity. Relying on everything becomes favorite!

"Professor..." Harry looked up at him timidly, and muttered, "You, you don't think I'm a child, too naive? And I always give you trouble..."

Severus couldn't help but kissed the pink lips again, and answered him with a smile: "Then do you think I'm an old man in his 30s?"

"I don't know how! And the professor is not old!" The little thing answered energetically, and then realized that the redness on his face that had just subsided a little deepened again.

"That's right," Severus was in a good mood, "and have you forgotten? I said I liked you last semester."

"Huh? When?" Harry's eyes widened in surprise.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember," Severus held him on his lap, tucking his whole body into his arms, "I'll say it again now. Harry, I like you."

The little thing blinked in a daze, lowered his head and nervously snapped his fingers and remained silent for a long while before replying in a voice like a mosquito gnat: "Mm, um... me too, that... um..."

Severus tightened his arms happily, and teased, "Then you can't accept other people's love letters anymore, huh?"

"I, I never accepted it..." Harry retorted in a low voice.

"Okay, you'll have to call me by my first name later on," Severus said.

The little thing raised his head and looked at him, and worked hard for a long time: "Xi, Xi, Xi... No way!" He lowered his head in frustration, "I can't scream..."

Severus was annoyed and amused, "Okay, okay, the professor will be the professor..."

"I'll do my best!" Harry puffed his cheeks and said solemnly.

However, they have been together for several days, and the little thing still can't scream. Every time "Xi" ends, he himself will stop in embarrassment...

Severus looked at his tangled little appearance, really dumbfounded.However, this small inconvenience did not affect his good mood. For a while, the little animals in Hogwarts seemed to have ushered in spring. During the Potions class, they didn't feel so cold anymore!The temperature in the Potions classroom can actually become similar to that of other classrooms!Especially the second-year Hufflepuff badgers, no one in their Potions class was yelled at by the big devil Snape!What an unbelievable miracle!

The always shrewd Mrs. Lockhart quickly saw the clue from Severus's unchanging face.During dinner, she secretly asked Severus for a thank-you gift, "Don't you think you should thank me? Seeing how proud you are, did you get it? If I didn't make such a move, I'm afraid you Not so fast yet!"

For the first time in history, Severus did not speak coldly to her, but instead asked calmly, "What do you want?"

"Hiss—" Mrs. Lockhart gasped, "You actually succeeded?!"

Severus raised an eyebrow.

"Then I want Malfoy's standard beauty potion!" Mrs. Lockhart smiled.

Severus nodded.

Dumbledore, who was sitting on the other side of him, approached him with a smile, and asked mysteriously, "Severus, are you in a good mood recently? Did something good happen that I don't know about?"

Severus glanced at him and said flatly, "It's okay."

Mrs. Lockhart winked at the old man: "That's the thing, oh, you understand." Her eyes wandered to Hufflepuff's long table.

"Oh, I understand..." Dumbledore nodded, "Well, to celebrate this, I decided to have another blueberry pie! Severus, would you like to join me?"

Severus gave him a cold look.