[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

The key was caught, and Harry shrank his toes unnaturally. The current situation was not very interesting. He thought that there seemed to be a pile of papers waiting to be corrected on the desk below him...

"Concentrate on it. (Read the novel net)" Snape lowered his head and found the right position to cover the lips of the little savior. This was a very provocative kiss, and he didn't let the savior sink right away. But he slowly painted his pink lips with the tip of his tongue, and when he couldn't wait to stick out his little pink tongue to actively seek his desire, he slowly gave a little response... But, this is Without hindering the movement of his hands - Snape teased little Harry skillfully, which made the Savior even more unbearable!

"Bastard!" Harry murmured, sending little Harry into his hand, the tip of his tongue chasing after him—yes, he longed for a kiss, a real kiss, not a soft temptation , he craves this!

Seeing the eruption of enthusiasm from the little troll below him, Snape couldn't help but smile, and rewarded his lion cub with a kiss - hot and aggressive.

The unique medicinal scent of a man and the musk when he was in love surrounded Harry, which gave him the illusion of being dragged into hell—maybe it was heaven?Oh, wherever it was, it was his favorite place!Harry moaned uncontrollably, he wanted to be possessed, to be hugged, it was driving him crazy.

Maybe a man is a devil, but he is a mortal who is willing to be seduced by the devil; maybe a man is death, but he is a sacrifice willing to sacrifice his life for death; maybe a man is a sin, but he is a criminal who is willing to let sin choke his throat .

Harry straightened his back, his whole body trembling and venting...Of course, he knew what was coming, but he was looking forward to this-"Ah...Sev..." He called his name, the whole body All softened.

Very well, Snape was very satisfied with the sight before him - the upper half of the body was well dressed, although...it was a bit untidy after the two of them rubbed each other...the bottom was bare, with two slender The muscles of the little white legs are well-proportioned...the skin on the inner thighs is like a newborn...

"Bastard! Don't... stop touching!" Harry couldn't bear his dawdling, "Hurry up!"

It has to be said that this is a very tempting invitation.

Snape was not a saint, nor was he good at being too critical of himself, so he accepted the invitation.

Really exciting!This was the last image in Harry's mind while he was still thinking, and then?Then his mind was confused - what else did he remember but up and down?Nothing to remember!

Because the worries in his heart were removed, or because he suddenly found that he loved the golden lion of Gryffindor more, or because he let go of his hands and feet completely... Snape developed a new project for the use of the desk — the desk was just the right height, and Harry could lie down or lie on his stomach, which was wonderful — especially after the Cushion Charm.

It was really a sleepless night... Prince stared at the door of the small study for a long time, and finally decided to go and play with Percival... He didn't want to lose sleep all night-two terrible fathers didn't remember to make it What a silent spell!This is so annoying!Prince pursed his lips and ran towards the principal's office with a few toys in his arms.Please remember our website (read Kankan Novels.com)

The principal's office is still full of chaos.

Because Percival is the fusion of the main soul and two Horcruxes, he has both the memory of Voldemort and the memory of the Horcrux. The most incomprehensible thing is that although he has the memory of the main soul, his emotions are completely different. Because of Voldemort—the positive emotions in the Horcrux made him desperately long for family affection. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes after fusion was to find his two old fathers. Of course, he didn’t want them to worry too much. Was it to create a little chaos with the abundance of magic that would amuse him - presumably Dumbledore's blood in his veins, making him a bit of a Gryffindor brain-knot?

Anyway, Percival was still a baby and Voldemort's memory was like a book to him, the intensity didn't affect him at all, he just "knew" the man and "understood" It's good that this person, that's all, won't let this person erase his family affection.

In fact, even Voldemort, how could he not desire a better life?He had nothing in his previous life, but in this life, he has everything, maybe this is Merlin's compensation for him.

Tired of playing, Percival finally started eating with his pacifier in his mouth. He was so glad that he didn't have a "mother" and didn't need to drink breast milk.

"Oh, how does it taste?" Dumbledore was holding honey in his hand, and was directing a teacup to add a little tea to it with the other hand, "Is it sweet enough, dear? If it's not sweet enough, let's put some more Honey?"

"You'll make him cough!" Rolling his eyes aside, "Albus, you mustn't give him your drink."

"But I think sweet things are very suitable for children..." Dumbledore turned to look at his wife.

In fact, this question is the same for everyone.

Grindelwald coughed awkwardly, then walked over and added a slice of lemon to Dumbledore's honey tea: "Al, actually... children will get tooth decay if they eat too much sweets, you know, although there are potions, But that taste is not pleasant."

This reason is really very good.

"Pfft—cough cough cough..." Percival couldn't control his choking state at all—it wasn't that he couldn't control this, but that he was really choking!Yes, anyone who listened to the conversation between these two old guys would be like this, it's not his fault at all!Thinking of this, Percival wants to grow up quickly, so that he doesn't have to watch the two old dads like this, he can learn from Prince - run out!

There was another rush.Finally appeasing the milk-choking Percival, the two old guys are back together, talking about retirement - maybe a sunny beach vacation?Or is there a better trip?Anyway, for wizards, it's just a matter of transnational fireplaces.

Listening to the two old fathers talking, Percival's heart felt as desolate as being trampled by 1 Death Eaters... the rest of his life... his life... his poor little heart ...To give him such parents...

"Don't be sad." Prince patted the baby's belly, "My fathers are also quite worrying, alas... just get used to it." He thought for a while, then whispered to Percival, "They're still busy now, can you imagine, oh, you're a baby now, it's so nice, you know I'm a pure and kind little boy, oh, I'm going to be 11 soon, Merlin, my dads are like this Anxious to roll the sheets... oh, no, not the sheets, but the desks - oh my god, I'm so glad they're wizards, parchment can be turned into sheets, right?"

At this time, the little prince completely forgot that he was in a hurry to send his baby Harry to find his father who had turned into a satyr.

But these words were obviously agreed by Percival, who spat out the pacifier and split his mouth, exposing his toothless gums.

Well, maybe kids are better suited for a little closer.

The old dads resigned themselves to their fate. Apart from helping hand over toys, they basically gave each other sweet words without money.

Now, the cellar.

The two people who had not been too close because of preparing for the war finally stopped entanglement, and at this moment, Harry realized that he had made out with his potions master several times in the study!This is really too... His face instantly turned red like a sunset, and he didn't know what to do—a pair of big emerald green eyes looked at the sky and the earth, but he refused to look at the bastard who was holding him in the bath.

That's the study!

And...he hadn't taken off his clothes... well, he hadn't taken off his shirt!

Harry tried hard to shrink himself, he felt that if this happened again next time, he should refuse him more forcefully, at least...go back to the bedroom...and...and the little prince is still in the living room!oh!What did he forget!The little prince is still in the living room!

Harry's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Oh! Prince is still in the living room!" Well, his voice is really not that good now, it's just too hoarse.

"He's gone to Albus." Snape took one of his lion cub's arms and began massaging it gently.

"How do you know?" Harry rolled his eyes and glared at him.

"When I carried you out of the study, I found that there was no one in the living room." Snape replied seriously, "And there is no sound of game consoles in his room."

"Oh! Merlin!" Harry felt ashamed to see the child!It's all Severus' fault!He glared at him again, but it was a pity that he had just gone through an exercise that made him too comfortable, and his eyes were only wet with a little coquettish laziness, which did not serve as a deterrent at all.

In fact, it was really a mistake this time, and Snape himself was very annoyed.Because Harry didn’t go in until a long time after he entered the study, he thought that Prince had already returned to the bedroom, but it seems... that’s not the case, and the Harry who apologized to him was so delicious that he couldn’t stop it, so he couldn’t stop. Not paying attention to the external problems... Well, this is probably just an excuse, Snape despised himself in his heart, but he still felt that his savior lover was too delicious.

After taking a bath, he put the lion cub on the bed and took care of those muscles on his body and a part that should still be in pain - at this time, he was very grateful that he was a master of potions.

"Phew... that's great..." Harry drowsily closed his eyes and enjoyed his partner's service - Voldemort disappeared, the mark on Severus' arm disappeared, and most of the Death Eaters were caught Oh... such a day is simply beautiful!

In a beautiful dream, Harry saw himself, the 13-year-old self, dragging his luggage on the empty street in the dark night, and then a tall figure appeared in front of him and stretched out to him. The arm - it was Severus!He threw away his luggage and threw himself directly into his arms.And then fireworks went off in the sky, and he was huge all of a sudden, and his Severus in the most beautiful dress was holding his hand... so beautiful... wait!Why is he wearing nothing? !

"Harry!" Feeling a cold sensation on his face, Harry opened his eyes - which was fine, he was still in his pajamas, and Snape wasn't in his prettiest gown.

"What's the matter with you?" The sun shines into the cellar through the lake, and the water in the Black Lake is also magical, so the sun can penetrate well, but it won't be too dazzling.

"No... I'm fine." Fingertips slid across the air, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, "Oh, my History of Magic class!"

"Your history of magic is over," Snape told him congenially, "actually your lessons for this semester are over."

"But I have to go to class, oh, I don't really want to use the privilege of the Triwizard Tournament to skip the exam, it will affect Prince too badly."

Indeed, Snape agreed so much with this statement that he had to reward his boy by kissing him again.

Since Harry Potter has been absent from his classes lately, Dumbledore had to find all kinds of excuses for him-in fact, he couldn't help but make these excuses, after all, no one can make an evening pay. The energetic young man drags his waist that can't be straightened before going to class during the day, isn't he?But if he doesn't hurry up to catch up with the class, he will definitely be left behind.It was a headache for the old Headmaster - even though he trusted Severus.Likewise, there's one more person to worry about - Miss "Know It All" from Gryffindor.

"I said, just worry about Harry!" Hermione glanced at Ron, wishing to kick him, "I can't talk about boys, you know."

"Nothing to talk about..." Ron bit into a large piece of steak. "He doesn't look at pretty girls or talk about girls' boobs, so I don't think it's a problem...well, maybe he should have a relationship?"

"Oh! I'm an idiot for talking to you about this!" Hermione kicked him decisively, and turned to Draco.

Because of the war, the matter between her and Draco didn't involve Lucius Malfoy too much energy, and after the war, because the theory of pure blood was not so popular, he didn't want to trouble her too much , so now Hermione's situation is not bad, but she knows that this does not prove that she can do nothing.

"Don't worry about Harry." Draco raised his eyebrows, "Min, I think, he should be in love now."