[HP] Shh, it's a secret

"Principal, principal, are you listening? Oh my God—principal!" Snape's silence made the witch in the portrait cry out from the initial begging to the present come out.

In a blink of an eye, a blue light flashed across the portrait and then bounced back as if hitting some barrier, hitting the opposite white wall.The witch's eyes widened, and she suddenly lowered her head. The pendant hanging on her chest disappeared, leaving only a wisp of white smoke slowly spreading upwards.

"Disposable defense pendant?—Interesting." There was a sound of footsteps coming from the corner, and then Amycus appeared.Carlo had a grinning face.

"Oh—Slytherin! Evil, vicious..." The witch in the portrait finally recovered from the blow of the pendant being destroyed, and began to howl with her cheeks covered, but her howl this time was immediately overwhelmed. He was stopped by a deadpan glance from Snape.

"Get out of here," Snape told her.The witch blinked in disbelief, then lifted her skirt and swished away from the frame at an extremely fast speed as if riding the latest Firebolt, leaving only two adult Slytherins facing each other.

The atmosphere was a bit cold, and there was a meowing sound from a far corner, followed by the babbled curses of the school administrator.Immediately afterwards, a light appeared in the darkness, and getting closer, it was the lantern that Filch was holding in his hand.

"If I catch some little bastard... Hey—you two!" Filch squinted his eyes while holding up the lantern, "The principal and Professor Carroll? Ahh... sorry, I didn't notice, didn't Watch out..." The Squib Master stepped back with a bow to them, then turned and stepped down the stairs.

It was dark again.

"I saw Draco a few minutes ago." In the silence, Amycus spoke first.

"Confinement, or point deduction?" Snape asked solemnly.

Amycus's cheek twitched. "I thought you understood me very well. I want to know the portrait." His wand snapped to the center of the blank portrait. "What is it. According to me You know, that ridiculous rumor just came out of its mouth."

Snape glanced at Amycus: "Out of revenge... Draco jinxed it, twice. So—"

"So, as the principal, in order to protect the safety of the portraits, you specially gave one of the portraits a defensive pendant." Amycus continued, "Severus, you are so fond of all the portraits... "He frowned as if he was choosing his words carefully, "...is it a big deal, or is it just for this one?"

Finding that Snape didn't say anything, Amycus raised his eyebrows: "Guess what I heard just now, 'I didn't say anything, I really didn't say anything', gag order, why? Don't say anything It's to stop rumors, I'm not Draco, I'm not so easy to fool."

Snape still didn't speak.

"Can't answer, or don't want to?" Amycus looked at Snape's face scrutinizingly, "I'm actually curious about Severus, you and Draco have been on good terms for a while. Makes me jealous, and now... I can see that Draco is hostile to you, very hostile. What's going on between you, Severus?"

Snape's mouth finally moved: "I just want to say that I'm doing it for his own good."

"For him..." Amycus knew immediately who this "he" was referring to, and with a flick of his wand, he drew a gray/area around them, which he would have recognized if Draco had been around. A sealing spell that can only be used by Malfoy's direct bloodline, "You said you were doing it for his own good, but I never thought that the Potion Master, who has always cared only about the savior, would start caring about others. As a father, I should replace De Can Raco say thank you?"

After a long silence, another sentence finally came out of Snape's mouth.

"I am his godfather."

"Godfather? I think we've discussed this issue more than once, Severus. Stop talking to me about godfather and son - you and I both know it's just a mutual compromise under special circumstances, Malfoy." Need shelter and Dumbledore happens to be using you for surveillance. You tell me Severus what you did to Draco, I'm sure Draco wouldn't do anything to you after all he loved you since he was a kid .”

The word "like" was like a spell, and Snape immediately turned pale.In Amycus's eyes, such an obvious expression of emotion is a kind of proof. If it weren't for the good upbringing that was deeply rooted in his bones, this man might have just pulled out his wand.

"So Severus, what did you do to him, Draco, my son?" Amycus raised his chin, squinted his eyes and looked up and down Snape's face.

Snape wanted to say that he hadn't done nothing, but in the end he just kept his mouth shut.

He knew that if he wanted the man in front of him to believe his words, he only needed to use his words, and with his ability, it couldn't be easier than eating and drinking.

"Is your silence a reminder that it's time to put an end to our friendship?" Amycus said softly.

A huge silence lay between the two of them.

Snape felt a little smothered and turned to Amycus.Carlo's face of Lucius.Today, at this moment, Malfoy has caused him an unprecedented sense of oppression.

What should he say?

Because your son his godson fell in love with his nominal... so he put an Oblivion Charm on him?

So what will greet him?

Another punch?Or Avada Kedavra?

Snape vaguely felt that it would be the latter, if the man opposite knew that he and his son...kissed—the entanglement of limbs...suddenly realizing what he was thinking, Snape froze, He immediately lowered his head to cover his expression.

"I won't hurt him." After a long time, Snape raised his head, "absolutely not."

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

In the blink of an eye, the gray closure fell apart.

"Principal, what should I do if I caught a Gryffindor wandering at night?" Amycus asked.

"Confinement," Snape said.

……

In the basement of Hogwarts, in the current headmaster's exclusive potion refining room, the cauldron was emitting white smoke as always, but Snape, who was bound to appear in front of the configuration table like the cauldron, was not where he should be.

The flames of the fireplace swayed gently in the corner, and under the red firelight, Snape sat on the sofa with his arms folded, his face was blocked by his drooping hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly.Opposite him, on the coffee table was an empty bottle of red wine and a goblet with only a few drops of liquid left.

There was a sudden sigh in the long silence.

Snape closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa.The firelight reflected on his face, which flickered on and off, just like his mood at the moment.For the first time in so many days, he removed his Occlumency in such a dead of night, and the result——Looking at the wine bottles and glasses on the coffee table, Snape hooked his lips in self-mocking.

The next moment, a face came to mind, he belonged to Draco.Malfoy.

Snape squeezed his eyes shut, and when he opened them again, they were cold and lifeless.

Occlumency, can't get rid of it.

How absurd and ridiculous.

It took him 15 years to learn to forget Lily's face without Occlumency; so what is he doing now?Take a few days, years, or ten years to forget about Draco.Malfoy's face?

The former is because he loves her, what about the latter?Because of being loved?

to be loved.

Snape's body trembled violently, and he seemed to hear the young man whispering in his ear again - Ilovesomuch, butit'sasecret, and the thick and hot Severus.

Never, ever.

Attractive, deadly.

Snape thought he was like a thirsty traveler in the desert, and youth was a spring of clear water.

"Severus, Severus, Severus..."

Snape closed his eyes again, he would have closed his ears if he could, closed his mind!

but!

He should shut up!

his brains!

Damn it, Occlumency!

Does it work?

No, of course it works.

But when you actively and urgently want to remember, how can the spell play its due role? !

On the one hand, they want to keep him away, and they will not hesitate to use magic spells to make him stay far away. It is best to never see him forever; on the other hand, they long for being loved and embraced, and even vaguely look forward to a certain moment when they are both confused... …

No——Stop!

Snape's face turned blue. He had never spurned himself like this.The soft armchair transformed by the young man is still quietly placed beside his configuration table, laughing silently——

mean.

hypocrite.

coward.

coward……

Lips pursed tightly, Snape flicked the wand in his hand as hard as a whip—

"ExpectoPatronum -"

A silver shadow jumped out from the end of the staff, and fell to the ground and quickly condensed.

A doe.

It stood on the floor, jumped to the opposite sofa, looked back at Snape with its beautiful eyes, and then quickly became blurred and disappeared.

Snape's mouth moved as if to laugh.He lowered his head, letting his hair cover his face.

You see - he didn't do anything, it disappeared, the time became so short.

But there was one thing he never regretted, never—promising Dumbledore to protect Lily's son for him, and forgetting about it, letting him abandon those small but dangerous fragments.

The author has something to say: I read the comments and some girls said they wanted to watch the professor's side story, so let's barely count the later part of this chapter, just to tell the girls that Draco is definitely not a hothead.

Ah!

Thank you Tanzi for the grenades and the pie mines.