Professor HP is not a pedophile

The King of the Gold Cup was dead, and most of the Death Eaters were arrested, and the Ministry of Magic's trial soon began.In order to improve his reputation, Fudge made this matter a top priority, and the "Daily Prophet" was full of related reports for a while.

As the "great hero who killed the Dark Lord", Severus was also invited to attend. Of course, people from the Order of the Phoenix were also going, not to mention the Lockharts.

So some Death Eaters started biting and throwing dirty water on people in the Inquisition, and even Sirius got involved because his surname was Black... But the Wizengamot wasn't stupid enough to believe this.

Severus was the worst bitten of them all.

That Dolphin Rolle pointed out that he too had been a Death Eater during his trial.

"Snape! You bloody traitor! Do you dare to let the Wizengamot see your Dark Mark?!" The man yelled frantically, "Don't think you can be cleansed! Back then It was you who told the Duke of Darkness the prophecy about the savior! Do you think no one will be able to expose you by sending us all to Azkaban?!"

The reporter from the Daily Prophet pointed the camera at Severus, and the strobe flashed wildly.

Severus turned serious and was about to speak, but Dumbledore held him down.

The old man stood up with a righteous face, glanced around the courtroom, and cleared his throat, "Here, I want to explain one thing to the Wizengamot. Severus Snape has always stood by justice. On the other side, he was never a Death Eater, please look at his arm!"

He lifted up Severus' left sleeve, and everyone could see that the white arm was clean, there was no Dark Mark at all!

The flashlights of the reporters flashed wildly again.

"Where's the other hand?! It must be in the other hand!" Dolphin Rolle couldn't choose what to say.

Severus gave him a contemptuous sneer, and rolled up his right sleeve, his right arm still clean.

The Death Eaters were yelling "impossible" crazily, but the facts were already in front of them.The Dark Mark is impossible to cover up with any magic.

People in the Order of the Phoenix who didn't know about it also looked at each other in blank dismay.Although they had never seen Severus' Dark Mark with their own eyes, they had always known that Severus was a Death Eater, and seeing this scene now, they were still puzzled.

After the judge of the Wizengamot ordered the crowd to be silent, he added another charge to Dolphin Rohr: defamation of another person's reputation.

The next day's "Daily Prophet" reported this: In yesterday's trial court, the Death Eaters told our war hero - Europe's youngest Potions Master Severus Snape - Slanderously, according to Dolphin Rolle, Snape was a Death Eater, and it was Snape who told You-Know-Who the language of the Savior.Our hero fights back emphatically, showing the court his clean arm, which does not bear the Dark Mark!The conspiracy of the Death Eaters failed in the end...

Severus knew it was going to be bad as soon as he saw the paper.He couldn't imagine how Harry would react when he saw the sentence "Snape is the one who told You-Know-Who the language about the savior", although the "Daily Prophet" made him hype, but Harry knew he was a Death Eater.

He waited anxiously for Harry to rush over from Black's old house to question him, and he was even ready to confess to Harry, taking out all the memories of his previous life and putting them in the Pensieve.Even if he had to expose his scars, he still didn't want to lose his little lover.They once imagined their future life together, which was warm and happy.How could he let himself fall into the hopeless, gray life of his previous life again?

But Harry didn't come.

He waited two days without seeing Harry.The little thing didn't even write a letter, as if he didn't want to contact him at all.

He was in a great panic.

When Sirius stepped out of the fireplace, he saw his nemesis staring at a pensieve with a pale face.He had never seen Snape look like this before.

"Hey, if Harry doesn't come to you, you won't explain to him yourself?" Sirius said angrily. He felt that he was really a great godfather, even if he didn't like Severus no matter how much he didn't like it, he would teach his son for himself Fortunately, he still came. Although he wanted the two to separate at first, but after such a long time, he has no objection, "I said Snape, why are you always like this? Nothing will happen You took the initiative to fight for it! You don't know what Harry has become now!"

Severus looked up sharply, "What's wrong with Harry?"

"He hasn't said a word for two days!" Sirius rolled his eyes at him, "Why? The trouble you caused yourself is still waiting for him to come to you? What can't be said? ?He's been sitting in front of the fireplace for two days, waiting for you to come, but you're a good guy, huddled here by yourself and sad. There's a fart for being sad!"

Sirius nonchalantly scolded his deadly enemy, this kind of opportunity is really rare!He could actually scold his deadly enemy so confidently one day, and the other party couldn't refute it...

"Let me tell you, if you don't explain to Harry, you will have no chance in the future. Sooner or later, I will introduce many famous ladies to him!" He said triumphantly.

Severus' eyes immediately shot death, and he said coldly: "You should try it!"

"Hmph!" Sirius snorted disdainfully, "Then what are you still doing here?"

Severus ignored him again, but quickly put his memory into the crystal bottle, strode to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of Floo powder and sprinkled it in, "NO.12, Grimmauld Place! "

Sirius wrinkled his nose unwillingly, "Hmph, it's cheap for you!" Then he also followed him into the fireplace.

As soon as Severus stepped out of the fireplace, he saw his little lover. He was sitting on the sofa and looking in the direction of the fireplace, but his eyes were out of focus. Bloodshot.

His heart ached immediately, and his eye sockets felt a little hot.

"Harry." He called out in a low voice, not daring to make it too loud for fear of scaring him.

The little thing stared at him blankly, tears streaming down his face.

"Hey, don't get in my way!" Sirius came out from the fireplace and pushed him complainingly.

Severus suddenly came back to his senses, turned and ordered him: "Give me a Pensieve!"

Sirius muttered and called Kreacher to get him a Pensieve, and then watched him hand the Pensieve into the hands of his godson, and carried him upstairs.

"Bastard! Don't touch my godson in front of me!" the big dog roared angrily.

Severus didn't care what he said, he just hugged the silent little lover and went into the room that he had visited once but remembered clearly.

Until being hugged and sitting on the bed by him, Harry still wept silently holding the Pensieve without saying anything.

"Harry, don't cry." He sighed and wiped away the tears of his little lover, took out the crystal bottle in his pocket and poured his memory into it, "You read this first, after reading it, no matter if you want to scold me Anyway, I'm up to you, just don't leave me, okay?"

Harry looked up at him, bit his lip and nodded, then looked into the Pensieve.

Severus held him, feeling mixed feelings.

After a long time, Harry withdrew from those memories, put the Pensieve aside with tears on his face, hugged his neck and burst into tears, kept calling his name, but a word of nothing else Can't tell.

The things he saw in the Pensieve were far darker than he imagined. He saw the dark childhood of his lover, watched the gloomy and pale boy grow up rough, and watched him and his His mother broke up, watched him join the Death Eaters, watched him struggle desperately after his mother died, watched him walk in black and white as a double agent, watched him die alone in the screaming shack , watched him get reborn, met himself, and then slowly became warm...

His heart seemed to be tightly squeezed by a hand, the pain made him breathless, the pain made tears flow down, he didn't think about anything, he just wanted to hug the person in front of him, hold him tighter, tighter a little.

"Siv...Siv...Sev..." Apart from calling his name, he couldn't think of anything else to say to make his chest less painful.

Severus sighed and asked him in a low voice, "So, are you leaving me?"

"No! No, no!" He hugged his lover's neck tightly and shook his head desperately.

"Sorry..." Severus apologized with a sigh.

Harry cried and shook his head, "Don't...don't apologize...it hurts..." He couldn't breathe from crying, and tremblingly held his lover's hand and put it on his chest, "It hurts..."

Severus hugged him tightly, sad and happy at the same time, unable to speak for a moment.

After a long time, until he realized that the little boy's eyes were red and swollen from crying, he wiped away his tears in distress, "Okay, don't cry anymore, if you cry any more, you will go blind..."

"No way..." The little thing rubbed his hand embarrassingly, sniffed, and asked him in a nasal voice, "Why are you here now!"

"I'm sorry," Severus apologized sincerely, "I won't keep you waiting so long next time."

"Do you still want to have a next time?!" The little thing stared at him, trying to look fierce.

"Well, well, there will be absolutely no next time," Severus smiled and kissed him, "forgive me, little Mr. Snape?"

"Hmph!" The little thing bit his chin angrily, "It's Mr. Potter!"