[HP]Two Snape

This semester passed in Da Da (Little V) and Nao Nao (Hogwarts).

Most of the children passed the final exam under the deliberate efforts of the professors.

It just takes time to accumulate high scores.

While Harry and Ron cried with joy holding the report card that just happened to pass all the passing marks, Hermione sighed at the report card missing an O.

This time, even Snape, who was picky, selfish and discriminated against Gryffindor, gave Hermione an O, but the flying lesson...

You can't ask a girl who can barely reach O in flight lessons, but she just recovered from the petrified state and her limbs are still a little stiff, but she can still get it from Mrs. Hooch, who is known for her fairness and seriousness. an O.

But fortunately, due to various reasons, Miss Granger's biggest competitors - Malfoy, Parkinson, did not pass the exam this time.

The culprit, of course, may be credited to the man whose name cannot be named.

The vicious fight that day caused damage to the load-bearing wall of the Slytherin dormitory area...

On a certain afternoon of intense review, with a "bang", the Slytherin dormitory, which had been in use for thousands of years, officially collapsed.

The little snakes want to cry but have no tears, what is the matter!

Snape and Snape's offices and the professor's dormitory were not spared either.

Dumbledore came forward to adjust the accommodation issue. Everything is on a voluntary basis. You can stay with any classmates you know in other courtyards, as long as both parties are willing.

If you have no one to...

That can also be arranged by the dean.

Just this... Does anyone remember who the dean of the hapless little snakes is?

Asking Lord Snake King to arrange accommodation is such a small problem. First of all, they will be despised as a necessary skill for a Slytherin-connection.

Secondly, don’t you think you want Lord Snake King to find someone for you to take you in? In a way, it’s like a first-year and second-year Slytherin loli who came to her aunt for the first time and cried to find her Dean... is the same.

Then, Snape and Snape entered the headmaster's bedroom at Hogwarts with their bags in their hands.

The deans of Slytherin urged the headmaster of Hogwarts to repair the Slytherin dormitory with practical actions.

For example, don't eat sweets after [-] o'clock in the evening.

A cup of indescribable tooth potion every night at nine o'clock.

"..." I am the principal... I am really the principal... Can you all have a little bit of self-awareness that I am a big boss?Dumbledore burst into tears.

But it’s okay, everyone is just a few days before the exam, as for Hermione and Pansy’s secret rivalries when they live together, Draco, Harry, Zabini, Ron’s dormitory making a big noise in the palace, don’t worry. Pay attention to these details.

Well, kids, making a fuss helps bond.The headmaster was still smiling.

Otherwise, the Slytherin dormitory will not be repaired, and the children in the other three houses will all be disrupted...

Of course, this whimsical idea was severely rejected by the dean of the Fourth Academy.

The reason is very simple, it's hard to manage these brats living separately, living together...

Merlin!It would be better for them to resign together.

In short, when the Slytherin dormitory, that is, the cellar, was half repaired, Hogwarts just sent these bear kids away.

Snape returned to Malfoy Manor with Draco.

Narcissa looked normal, but Lucius' eyes were a little dodged.

"Lucius, shall we talk after dinner?"

"Is it necessary?" Lucius put down the cutlery, "Narcissa, serve Severus for me."

"It seems you know what I want to ask." Snape's tone was flat.

"I have my reasons." Lucius didn't turn his head, but the hand on the back of the chair was so hard that it turned white.

"Your reason?" Snape sneered disdainfully. "Your reason puts your only son in danger at all times."

"...You promised me to protect Draco." Lucius replied embarrassedly.

"Mature, Lucius. The past is in the past." Snape frowned.

"I... something." Lucius didn't want to answer this question.

"..." There was silence at the dining table.

Obviously, this dinner did not end happily because of the host's departure.

"You should persuade him." Snape looked at Narcissa.

Narcissa smiled wryly, just lowered her head and cut the steak on the plate.

The drooping bangs dangled, blocking Narcissa's eyes.

"It's been so many years, he can't always live in the past." Snape took a sip of his black tea.

"You once persuaded me with this sentence." This sentence is very light, like a memory, like a sigh.

But Narcissa didn't hear it.

"He only has one thought left..." Narcissa replied in a very soft voice.

"That man, he'll be back." Snape said calmly, as if he was just saying that today's dinner tasted good. "What about you? Will you let him go back?"

"..." Narcissa was silent.

It's not a question of whether she will.

It's a question of whether he wants it or not.

After a while...

Snape closed his eyes, waiting for no answer, and prepared to leave.

"I won't." Narcissa said suddenly.

"Pleasant to work with."

Before leaving, Snape suddenly remembered something, turned to Narcissa and said, "By the way, your savior cousin wants to ask you for a house-elf named Dobby."

"..." Damn, where's the cheap cousin!

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Said that there was something to do, but Lucius didn't go to the study, but went back to the bedroom directly.

He heard about it and knew it all.

That person is coming back.

It's strange in my heart, obviously I can't wait to welcome that person's return, but when it comes to the end, I suddenly feel extremely afraid of that person's return.

All the lights in the bedroom were turned off.

Lucius curled up in the blanket with his familiar smell, the reassuring scent of the two of them mixed together on the pillow.

That person was coming back... But he suddenly began to doubt himself, whether he had made all the preparations, whether he was ready to sacrifice everything to welcome that person's return.

That youthful love was too heavy, too tiring, and too painful.

Because of the weight, he longed for a reunion.

Because he was tired, he hesitated to meet again.

Because of the pain, he vaguely resisted the reunion.

When Narcissa returned to the bedroom, she was sensitively aware of Lucius' presence.

This is a habit, or a kind of ability, a tacit understanding that has lived together for more than ten years.

There is a special perception.

Narcissa didn't make a sound, didn't turn on the lamp in the bedroom, just went to take a bath quietly, and then Lucius felt the side of the mattress sink.

This is a kind of silent thoughtfulness and tacit understanding.

I know what you're thinking, who you're sad for, who you're embarrassing for...but I won't say it, because you know that I understand, and I understand that you understand.

Needless to say, what we can give each other is warmth and companionship.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

You are all poor people, why should I comfort you.

It's just that what you don't know is that I have invested much more than you think.

A thin blanket conveys the body temperature of two people who are not hugging each other.

They're all such restrained people, aren't they?

Narcissa felt the silk pillow rubbing against her face, just like the gentleness she could never expect, everything seemed to be that night 13 years ago...

Even though she was carrying that shameful and heavy secret, she was looking forward to the wedding night after all. The powerful enchantment spell would do great harm to the body, but...

She lay on the newly made pillow, the pillow surface was cold, and the silky touch touched her face, and her face suddenly became hot.

Anyway, she got married.

She used to think that she would be alone for the rest of her life, but now, no matter what, she had a home that belonged to her.

In her heart, she was secretly looking forward to the future, lest she be found out.

However, she waited for a long time, and when the silk pillow was stained with her temperature, and then gradually lost her temperature and became cold, the person she had entrusted for the rest of her life did not appear.

She sneaked out the door.

The guests downstairs had dispersed, and several important people were able to stay overnight at the Malfoy Manor.

One of them was the great dark wizard, whom her husband followed.

Only one of the guest rooms on the second floor was still lit.

Narcissa cast a few silencing spells on herself, peeking at the ajar door.

She had never regretted it so much.

If she hadn't seen this scene, she would have deluded herself that she was very happy, that she had a husband who would have a good impression of her, and even produce the feelings she wanted...

She knew that this kind of thing was really rare in their kind of marriage, but before this moment, at least she had hope, didn't she?

It's just that when she saw it, she couldn't forget it.

That man, Lucius, her new husband, was suffering from that man's spell from time to time, but stared at that man obsessively.

The infatuation and love that go deep into the bone marrow cannot be mistaken.

He humbly kissed, licked, and bit that person's feet, calves, and then...

That is their joy and sweet punishment.

Narcissa trembled and bit her lower lip tightly, unable to let out a scream.

That kind of intimacy, sensuality... made her despair.

What can she do?

Quietly back to her and his new house, she was waiting.

Both he and she are smart people, and there is a link that must be carried out tonight, which is related to the future alliance between the Malfoy family and the Black family.

Sure enough, another hour later, Lucius was covered in the strong fragrance after bathing, and he didn't know what to hide. When he entered the room, he didn't turn on the light, and she wouldn't ask for it.

It's just a necessary part.

She knew he didn't want her, and it was difficult for him to still be gentle, soft-spoken, gentlemanly, and polite.

That night, she was in pain and uncomfortable.

Be it body or mind.

At night, when he thought she was asleep, he murmured another man's name.

Narcissa's out-of-focus eyes slowly gathered, and Lucius, who was sleeping well beside him, had fallen into a deep sleep, perhaps because he missed him too much, even in his dream, he whispered the name he called that night 13 years ago.

Narcissa gripped tightly the blanket that carried the warmth of the two of them.

It's a pity that she can't hold her happiness tightly.

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