[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

Snape, who didn't have a good face towards Harry when Prince couldn't see him, didn't reject his weird proposal this time, instead he stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture, which made Harry His eyes lit up, and he put his hand in his.

None of them spoke, but slowly danced to the soft and cheerful melody.

Little Gryffindor can't dance, but his body coordination is very good. As long as someone leads him, he can quickly learn how to move his feet.

In fact, ever since he found out Prince's identity and joined this family that could barely be considered a "family" at present, Harry had always been apprehensive.Except for the Dursleys and the Weasleys, he has never been in contact with other families, let alone a family composed of two men. Just because he has never been in contact with them, he really doesn't know how to integrate into this family... Although he knew that Snape had to pretend to be on good terms with Prince for Prince's sake, yes, who would have thought he would get on well with the Head of Slytherin? !However, now, Harry didn't feel how difficult it was to get along with this man... He stepped on his bottom line step by step, and then got the current treatment, didn't he?

Harry looked down and smiled.

Snape dances very well and is very good at leading people, so even though Harry is completely out of proportion to his height, he doesn't feel very hard. It's just that he can dance with his family-future family at Christmas. It really makes people feel happy to dance, maybe, becoming a family member with a Snape is not so scary... However, at this moment, Harry has no idea what the calm-faced Snape is thinking, and he doesn't know if he will be in the same place as usual. According to his habit, Snape would never teach him to dance, so the Gryffindor boy, who tended to ignore the details, missed the most wonderful explanation.

Rewind three hours - Snape, who had just returned to the cellar, checked Harry's drawers in the short time Harry helped Prince pack - actually since the green-eyed Gryffindor Living in, he felt that there was no trouble. The savior knew his position very well, so the Potions professor didn't intend to make trouble for himself, so he just classified all the Christmas gifts he received——Mar There is no doubt that the gifts from the Fuji family are relatively expensive jewels; the old bee gave candy, which can be given to the little prince; the stupid dog and the stupid wolf also gave things, but in his eyes, those things are very stupid. In the corner; Claire’s family sent more practical things, which is really pleasing; the little prince gave a painting, which is very well painted and very talented, and will be framed when I have time... No The gifts from the important people were stuffed into the corner... Then, he picked up the Christmas present that belonged to the savior...

A black cloth bag containing... what appears to be a book?

Snape raised the corner of his mouth, well, he thought Gryffindor's IQ would let the savior give him something strange... It turned out that it was a book... which is very good.He carried the bag to the study, maybe he could read it carefully before the two green-eyed boys came back - it was probably a book about potions, but... looking at this kind of bag, it could also be related to black magic ...

A master of potions is also a master of the dark arts.

Under the light of the unobtrusive yellowish magic lamp in the study room, he opened his pocket, and then... saw that book - "The Boy's Secret"! ?

Snape's eyes widened suddenly.It’s not that he hasn’t seen this book before. When he was in the fourth grade, Lucius once gave him this book mysteriously—this is a book used by nobles to enlighten adolescence, and it is expensive. The biggest advantage is that... the person who reads the book, that is, the owner of the book, after touching the title of the book cover with his hand, the content in the book will display some... content according to the owner's wishes.Snape remembered that he was holding the book at that time, and stroked the title reverently with his hands - he didn't understand anything at the time, all he knew was that Lucius said that this book could let him see the desire in his heart, and he I just believed it, followed what that damned platinum peacock said, and then opened the book... At that time, there was nothing but strange content in the book... Lucius, who was watching from the side, felt very surprised...

If a person opens the book that belongs to him, there will be some moving images of him and his sweetheart, such as kissing...such as...a deeper understanding...but when Snape opened the book, he saw Only myself was there, and the other person...was blank.

In fact, that would be the best, Lily couldn't be desecrated by a book in his heart.But that's why Lucius introduced him to the Dark Lord on the last day of fifth year... isn't it?

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched - Gryffindor's golden lion cub actually gave him such a book... Could it be... implying something?He narrowed his eyes, and then shook this magical thought out of his mind - it is absolutely impossible, that little green-eyed lion...has no such profound thoughts at all!Or... who is playing tricks in the middle?

The callused big hand brushed across the title of the book unintentionally, maybe he was bewitched by something... maybe...just bored, he opened the book...the first page...just some simple introductions, and then...turned over again one page...

Merlin's corset!

Snape closed the book immediately.

Merlin's corset!

Snape opened the book again, staring at the animation on the page seriously... His eyes seemed to be fixed on the book... But maybe he was attracted by the content of the book?No!Damn he wouldn't be attracted!This... This is simply... It's just a joke!

However... no matter how much he laughed and sarcastically, Snape couldn't deny his heartbeat at the moment... and that inexplicable trace of joy?

In addition to a photo-like Snape, there was another... green-eyed, matted-haired... Potter? !

Damn Merlin!

Snape tremblingly turned the pages of the book - without exception, every page featured him and that loathsome Gryffindor golden lion cub...every page!

Should he scold Merlin or should he scold himself?

Severus? Snape!How can you do this! ?Obviously it's just a stopgap measure!Obviously...that's Lily's child...it's James Potter's child...the one you should protect...not...damn it!He thumped his head - maybe the whiskey at dinner had clouded his mind to make this kind of speculation... maybe... it was just a... no, it wasn't his illusion... knowing the book What is actually reflected is the fictional story of the owner of the book and the "sweetheart", isn't it?It's a thing called... Desire...

Maybe... he needs a mirror?

He closed the book and stuffed it into his pocket. Feeling unsafe before leaving, Snape took the book with him, and then went out to find the mirror—the Mirror of Erised, a mirror that can reflect your wishes .

"Severus...magic doesn't lie." Standing beside him, Dumbledore, in the Mirror of Erised, reflected both hope and despair.

Snape closed his eyes, he couldn't believe that he could change everything just by being together for four months...

"Actually, Severus, I think you should think about it carefully." Dumbledore said while still smiling, "Harry asked me what I saw when he was in the first grade..."

"What? Ha...Harry..." Snape said dryly, and then realized that Harry was not the subject of Dumbledore's words, so he shut his mouth and said no more.

"Yeah, Harry asked me what I saw...to be honest, all I saw in this mirror was a pair of thick woolen socks until last year...but now it's different..." He laughed Very happy, as if I own the whole world, "I am in the mirror now, and I only see myself."

"Then you... are happy now?" Snape stared at the magic mirror.

"Yes, I have never had such a happy moment... Severus, in my whole life, I never knew that I could have so much happiness, and truly have happiness, even if it is late, but I have it." The old headmaster He stroked his beard in satisfaction, "What do you think I shaved my beard? I think I should look younger!"

"Whatever!" Without even bothering to roll his eyes, Snape turned around and threw off his robe and walked quickly back to the cellar, leaving Dumbledore standing cheerfully in front of the magic mirror.

"Are you prodding him," a brisk voice sounded, with some teasing, "Al?"

"I think I'm helping him." Dumbledore's voice became lighter. "Hey, how's the potion stuff for Harry going?"

"It's said that it's not very easy to assemble, but it's not a big problem."

"That's good, it's better to get rid of that thing on his forehead earlier... um... let's go to Little Hangleton together?"

"Of course, you plan to leave me?"

"Of course not! Together!"

"Together!"

The two talked happily, and when Snape returned to the cellar, he was asked by the little savior to learn to dance—this is what happened during the three hours that Harry was touched by the letter.However, Harry didn't know what happened to Snape at all, he just felt that he was touched, and wanted to hug Snape very much, but the sudden hug would definitely be angered by his potions professor After scolding, in order not to accept the venom spray, Harry chose a very Gryffindor way-learning to dance. This excuse is not very good, but it is better than going directly to give it a hug, isn't it?

So, about 10 or [-] minutes after getting into position and "learning" to dance, Harry bravely hugged Snape—not a rude hug, just wrapped his arms around his waist, gently A hug, the same way he usually hugs Molly.

However, Harry obviously underestimated Snape's anti-stimulus ability. His hug obviously made the Potions Professor's body stiff, and then he pushed him away suddenly——Snape stared at him firmly, and used a This kind of frightening look in the eyes made Harry frightened, he looked at Snape with a pale face, wringing his fingers, not knowing what to say.

yeah, say what? !Say—professor, I'm so touched by you that I want to give you a family hug before Christmas? !Merlin!Do not make jokes!It's not funny at all!

Harry lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Snape anymore, he didn't know how much his impulsive hug would make the Potions Master hate him...

"It's too late, go to bed."

"Uh..." There was no familiar sarcasm in his ears, and Harry had a feeling of difficulty responding. When he opened his mouth, he could only utter a single syllable, and he couldn't even utter a complete vocabulary... What should he say?

"I said, you should go to sleep." Snape said dryly, grabbed the savior and threw him into the bedroom, "Pack yourself up and go to NO.12, Grimmauld Place tomorrow!"

Well, it must have been a sleepless night - at least for Snape, so he wasn't planning on going back to his bedroom - and if he didn't understand what was going on, then he wasn't Severus Snape Nape, but Severus? Fool? Snape!In bed with the savior? !ha!What are you kidding? !When he had that kind of... that kind of fantasies about this little green-eyed lion, when he couldn't smooth out his feelings, when he couldn't... get out of the prison he built for himself... . . . and on what grounds—on what grounds was he happy? !And... on the happy side, there is still a boy named Harry Potter.

Walking into a small bathroom in the corner of the living room, Snape washed slowly, stimulating his brain with cold water... yes, Occlumency, a perfect disguise, a good magic...he had to use on this!

"Father..." The bathroom door opened, and Prince stood in the doorway.

"What's the matter?" Using Occlumency, Snape was able to cope again.

"It's like this...about Claire's family...and Dad...and Albus and that Voldemort-oh, sorry-that is, the mysterious man, I want to talk to you again, okay ?"

"Yes, of course, I'm assuming how important it is for you to know?" Snape nodded, knowing that Prince would know all that he told Harry in the future.

"Of course I know," the little prince nodded. "I told Albus part of it, but I must tell you the whole thing. Of course, what Harry should know is up to you, father."