[HP]Two Snape

Another year passed, and Harry still hadn't made any progress.

Snape's attitude towards him had reached a new extreme.For a whole year, the two people who went in and out at the same time exchanged only a handful of sentences. Harry still catered carefully to Snape, but all he could get was Snape's helpless and impatient roar, "You still How long will you be here with me!?"

Harry answered silently in his heart, nine more years.

This Christmas, Snape decided to have a calm talk with Harry.

But inexplicably, when he saw Harry busy in the kitchen, Snape felt restless from the bottom of his heart.

"Enough, Potter, I don't need you as a house-elf here!"

"Oh, professor, okay, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Harry automatically ignored Snape's words, extinguished the fire on the stove, came to the dining table with hot soup, and waved his wand to direct the rest of the meal. The dishes floated to the table.

"..." Snape sat down speechless.He should be used to it by now, shouldn't he?No matter what he says, this splendens-brained troll won't change his darn gentle and patient face, as if... he's a childish quarrelsome brat!

"How does it taste?" Harry looked at Snape appreciatively.

The corners of Snape's eyes twitched violently, he had the feeling that there should be a wagging tail behind Potter.

"Not bad." Snape rarely made a more pertinent evaluation of Harry's workmanship.

However, when he looked up and saw those green water eyes full of expectation, he thought of something again, knocked on the table unconsciously with his left hand, and said, "Potter, when can you go back to your old Black house?"

"Hey, Professor, don't talk about that, here, try the salad!" Harry said to him in a hurry.

"Potter, you are already an adult, don't be so naive anymore! Yes, you like me, even what you call loving me, but there is no reason in this world that I must love you if you love me, do you understand? Don't waste any more time on me, I can't..."

The tableware fell and fell on the thick carpet without a sound.

Snape's eyes widened, in disbelief, perhaps out of shock, that he didn't push the daring Potter away in time.

However, the moist heat on his lips finally brought him back to his senses. Harry was pushed by the angry Snape and fell to the ground, "No, want, let, I, evil, heart, Potter!"

Snape turned to leave, and the door of the potions laboratory was shut with a bang.

Harry gasped, well, he was lucky enough to land where the fork had just dropped.

The sharp fork pierced his... er, buttocks.

Harry smiled wryly, he was too anxious, and limped back to his storage room, holding his wand and aiming with difficulty... Well, you know, this position is more difficult, heal yourself.

Kreacher appeared again, "Little Master Potter..." Kreacher saw Harry's healing area, obviously misunderstood something, his voice was full of expectation.

Harry shook his head, Kreacher looked in disbelief, but left first.

On the other side, Snape sat silently by the bed, maybe he should make a potion to calm down?Maybe.

For that kiss just now, his first reaction was not disgust and rejection, but warmth?Maybe he was lonely for too long, but, as if the action was delayed, the disgust that arose immediately couldn't be ignored, how could he have feelings for that giant monster, it was Lily's son, Lily and James Potter's son.

He must be lonely, but even so, there was no way he would have chosen the troll.

The third year, the fourth year, the fifth year...

In a blink of an eye, it was already the eighth year of Christmas, and Harry still had two years left, but he couldn't do anything.

However, Lucius Malfoy has started to arrange blind dates for Snape in the past two years. Even if there is a savior as the suitor, this cannot be used to question the ability of a Malfoy to find a girl from abroad to give a blind date to his friend .

This Christmas, Snape was forced to meet the woman Lucius had sworn to promise would satisfy Snape.Yes, several years had passed, and Lucius hadn't been able to find a suitable candidate for his friend.

Harry huddled in the corner of the room by himself, turned off all the lights, and let the silent darkness wrap himself, heartbroken and almost suffocated.

Lucius Malfoy, Draco, Hermione, Ron, Professor McGonagall, they all persuaded him to give up directly or tactfully, but perhaps Lucius' method was the most thorough, I heard that this This time, he found a woman for Snape who was very similar in appearance, shape, height and personality to... Lily back then.

The last thing Harry wanted, and the last thing he dared to face, was that no matter how hard he tried, he was no match for his deceased mother, Lily Evans Potter.

Yes, even though his mother was married to his father, Snape still loved her.

For the first time in the past eight years, he felt such a strong sense of hopelessness. Facing death, he was not indifferent enough. He would still be afraid and unwilling. Perhaps this is the most frightening thing about the black magic, which makes people fall into despair gap between expectations and expectations.

Dumbledore once said: "It really is like going to bed after average, very long day. Afterall, to the well-organized mind, death this but the next great adventure." Just another great adventure.)”

However, he was so afraid that after this adventure started, he would never see the person he wanted to see again.

Kreacher's times have become more and more frequent over the years, and there are still two years left. Is he going to watch his little master leave again like this?Subconsciously, the old Kreacher has gradually confused Harry with Regulus, no, he must protect the little master!

Kreacher searched hard in the old house, and finally found what he wanted, magic herb, a medicinal herb that emits a colorless, odorless smell when ignited.

function...

After the blind date, Snape, who was full of impatience, barely fulfilled his duties as a gentleman, and sent the woman who was too gentle, too docile, and even whose green eyes were a bit like that Harry who was equally obedient to him, to send him off. went back.

Yes, he didn't like this woman, and he didn't even want to stay with her for a while longer. When he walked out of the bar, he saw the decorations like Santa Claus everywhere, and he remembered that today...it's Christmas again.

Snape belatedly remembered, oh, it's time for him to have a good talk with that troll, this is the eighth year, Potter is 25 years old, he really shouldn't waste time on him Yes, these years, Snape has been used to trying to persuade Potter once on Christmas Day.

Although it has not been successful, but... ahem, you can also understand this as one of the Christmas traditions of these two people.

Habit was a terrible thing indeed, and even though he had always had an unreasonable distaste for the troll, he was used to it, hated, but didn't really resent Potter's company.

It's strange, isn't it?But this is such a contradiction.

After all, it took 17 years to protect this kid... Ah no, maybe, it should be 25 years now?

Snape, who was in a complicated mood, found that there was no light in the house when he apparated back to Spider's End.

Total darkness.

Potter... gone?not at home.

This realization instantly made Snape's heart stop, oh, should he be happy?He didn't need to persuade him this time, this kid finally got out of the way!

This is good for everyone!That's right!

Opening the door, Snape didn't want to turn on the light, and walked straight to his bedroom based on his feeling.

Originally, if he was alone and didn't make potions, he naturally didn't need to turn on the lights in the house where he lived here since he was a child.

Ha, is this what Gryffindors call love?But that's all.

Snape snorted disdainfully, but it's... the eighth year?In a blink of an eye, it has been eight years?Snape suddenly felt as if his throat was blocked by something, a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know why, it had been eight years, and he still hadn't fallen in love with that kid...but now that the kid is gone, he...

Unconsciously, Snape, who was emotionally unstable, took a few more breaths.This is, the sudden hotness under his body made Snape alert, no, someone has been here.

Snape hated that his vigilance had become so low. He was hit. He cautiously touched the wall and followed the wall to get to the corner. He couldn't leave his defenseless back to the enemy. However, Snape Nep heard a suppressed gasp.

"Luminescence!" Snape raised his wand, only to see Harry who he thought had left just now.

I don't know what mood I am in, but there is a feeling of relief, gratitude, and relaxation that I can't restrain.

Harry fell powerlessly on the black low-carbon floor, pulling his clothes uncomfortably. His fair skin was shrouded in a faint halo of fluorescent light, and Snape squatted involuntarily. Lower body, stretched out his hand, tentatively touching Harry's hot cheek.

Harry, who is in the sea of ​​desire, touched this coldness, just like a dying traveler in the desert encountered an oasis.

Harry murmured Snape's name uneasily, his weak and hoarse voice was uniquely alluring, Snape clearly heard the sound of himself swallowing in the dark, the feeling was familiar to all men, he could not be wrong recognize.

After all, before Sirius appeared, the Black family was also known as "forever pure Black". The power of the magic vanilla picked out from the collection by Kreacher, who served three generations of patriarchs, should not be underestimated.

Everything, everything that followed, happened naturally and logically.

The author has something to say: This article...is relatively slow?Uh, I just won’t be as anxious as when I was writing Gongshou. Well, good writing can only be written if you are not in a hurry. Now, looking at Gongshou, I really missed a lot of things I wanted to express... Well, these should be I will make up for it in this article~

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