[HP]Two Snape

Back in time to last night, Draco was drunk and brought back to Malfoy Manor by Snape, and all the house-elves who heard the sound were chased away by Draco angrily.

Snape looked coldly at the drunk and dazed little platinum, he was about to say something but was interrupted by Draco who suddenly struggled to stick it up, he paused, closed his mouth and put his arms around the boy to steady him body shape.

"Godfather..." Without the noisy house-elf, Draco laughed again. He looked up at the tall potions professor, his blurred pupils reflected a bright expression under the light: "Malfoy You can find all your favorite red wines in the estate...I would like to share your hobbies!"

Snape frowned, but he still didn't let go of his arm around the boy's waist: "I thought, as a Malfoy, he should behave properly even when drunk?"

"I'm not drunk—" Draco yelled after hearing the words, but the ending gradually weakened: "—I'm just, very unhappy."

Snape hummed a syllable noncommittally from deep in his nose.

The platinum boy pressed his face against the black robe, secretly rubbed against him with an infatuated look that he didn't know about, and then took a step back to leave the man's embrace.

"Then I'll pick my own. Nick!"

Snape looked at the boy in front of him with a dark face and quickly called out a series of names to the house elf, he grabbed Draco's wrist and said angrily, "You still want to drink?"

The boy shook off his hand in dissatisfaction: "I'm not drunk!"

"I'm assuming you're not drunk." Snape raised his chin. "But what you should do now is to rest, not drink like a faux Gryffindor!"

While talking, Nick had brought an open bottle of red wine into Draco's room. It seemed to sense the tense atmosphere between the two of them. After saluting to the little master, it disappeared almost like lightning, while Draco was his companion. With an indescribable anger, he strode forward, picked up the bottle and drank it directly!

Snape was stunned, a Malfoy!

Rao, the best double agent, didn't know how to react at this time, and Draco was already approaching him with a bottle of wine.

"Godfather," he said, "you see, I get what I want."

The boy's cheeks were flushed from excitement and alcohol, he was speaking arrogantly like a pompous peacock, but his expression was like he was about to cry.

Snape looked at his drunken and volatile godson with a complicated expression, and slowly pulled the spoiled bottle of red wine out of his hand and placed it on the bedside table.

"Draco, listen to me." The man spoke in his rare, slow and quiet tone. He pressed the boy's shoulders and exerted some force towards the bed: "Don't drink any more. I'll stay here You, go get some sleep, huh?"

The young man was at a loss for a moment.

He turned his head to look at the bottle of wine that he had been obsessed with just now, then turned back to stare into Snape's eyes, and asked hesitantly, "Will you stay with me? Here?...always?"

Snape didn't speak, he just unbuttoned the boy's robe silently.

Draco's eyes slowly lit up from the chaos, but his cheeks turned redder.

Draco stepped back a few steps after the robe came off and sat on the bed, looking expectantly at his rarely gentle godfather with outstretched arms, with no intention of doing it himself.

Snape only felt that the little platinum in front of him caused headaches to an unprecedented height after being drunk.But obviously there was no reason to argue with the drunk, so he could only resign himself to his fate and take off the rest of his clothes, and said coolly, "Mr. Malfoy can't even change his own clothes anymore. I really Worried about the future of this family."

Draco fell on the bed behind him with a silly smile, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Snape's neck. Snape leaned forward unexpectedly, and kept his hands on the side of the boy's body so as not to fall. He said angrily: "Draco you..."

The young man raised his head, and sprayed hot breath on the man's only naked skin, "Godfather..." He reached out and unbuttoned Snape's tight and ascetic neckline, and put his lips on the man's Adam's apple: "Godfather will sleep with me ,OK?"

An unfamiliar warm touch came from the sensitive neck, Snape's back muscles stiffened, and he pushed Draco away without thinking!But the young man stuck to it reluctantly, and unbuttoned more buttons with his hands at a speed that could not be called elegant. Feeling Snape's strong resistance, he said a little aggrieved, "Don't the godfather like dragons?"

The hidden thoughts that had been buried for a long time were nakedly revealed, and Snape knew that most of the teenagers were not sober at this time, but he still couldn't help but panicked, and said with an indistinct trembling voice: " ...I am your godfather. Your elder and mentor."

Malfoy's social experience from childhood to adulthood gave them the subconscious ability to see through people's hearts, even the drunk Draco knew how to use his best advantage.He stared into Snape's dark eyes and licked his lower lip.

—————The N word is omitted here—youknowwhyandwhere————

When Draco woke up in a daze, he felt as if he was pressed by something, he couldn't move his hands and feet, and there was a hard cylindrical thing stuck behind his waist (don't think about it...).

My head hurts like hell, countless pictures are unfamiliar but familiar, scrambling to emerge from the depths of my mind, Sh*t!

Draco frowned and groaned. With a push of his arms, he finally broke free from the confinement on his arms. Draco rubbed his head and brushed away the hair sticking to his cheek for some reason...Damn it Yes, didn't he take a shower last night! ?

Draco Cleaner Malfoy jumped up, then his feet were weak and he couldn't stand firmly, and he fell back again, but what greeted his tummy was not the specially treated soft mattress, but the warm mattress. It's hot, but a bit chilly...

Draco looked back, brain froze.

What's going on, why is Snape in his bed!Still shirtless!

oh!It turns out that the godfather still has pectoral muscles... Hey, when did he exercise?

Draco shook his head violently, damn it, what's the point now!

However, when he was horrified to find that there were wine stains and wine bottles on his bed, his key point was inevitably killed again.

"Nick!" Draco was furious, and the house elf responded, "Clean up this place for me! Immediately! Immediately!"

"But, but..." The house-elf named Nick timidly pointed to a certain pad under Draco's buttocks.

Draco looked in the direction Nick pointed... Merlin, how did he forget this again? !

Snape wasn't a dead person either, Draco made such a fuss, maybe the dead would be awakened too... However, when Snape woke up, Snape suddenly wished he hadn't woken up.

He, what did he do last night... Did he mess around with Draco? !

Snape looked expressionlessly at Draco's disheveled body, but he had quickly armed himself with Occlumency, trying not to reveal any emotions, did he do it last night...?His brain was running at high speed, but obviously he couldn't figure out anything now.

"I was just drunk last night..." Snape's voice was cold and serious, however, his eyes dodged, there was shock, there was escape, Draco's age, and if Lucius knew, maybe Lucius would Completely pushed to the opposite of himself, and Narcissa, if let him know that he did...

Damn it, didn't he do it a long time ago, what are he afraid of... Now is not the time to think about this, no, no, what should he think about now? !

Here, Draco is also in a mess, just drunk?What does it mean?Also, could this tone be Snape's attitude towards himself?Draco, who suddenly felt that he was insulted, was trembling with anger, his mind was full of thoughts, and a picture suddenly broke into his mind, and he had confessed to him——

"Godfather, I like you." I was nervous and pretended to be indifferent.

"Oh." Snape responded dryly.

The mother said that the godfather had a relationship that never let go, and Scarhead said that the godfather always loved his first love—Ms. Potter, Lily Potter.

Now, with Snape's obviously frightened look... or rather, the expression of regretful, anxiously thinking about countermeasures, Draco suddenly felt chills, his thinking, his thinking, in Snape's eyes, is it just a A joke, a child's joke, never seen by him?

The pain of hangover tossed his brain nerves all the time.

Draco stepped forward, and Snape immediately took two steps back reflexively, but the two of them were still on the bed...so Draco literally pushed Snape to the bedside.

Snape was still stepping back unconsciously, it's just that the two of them were thinking about completely different things now... Of course, no one knew about this.

Snape was more concerned about what would happen to Draco's reputation, his self-esteem, and the family's reputation if this was leaked?What will Lucius' reaction and the corresponding treatment bring to the Malfoy family...

Narcissa's attitude, what will it be, the matter between him and Draco, he was going to go on and on, and slowly convince Lucius and Narcissa, not now...

"Don't say it, Draco. Forget about it, just pretend nothing happened last night." Otherwise, what kind of eyes will you be looked at? !After all, there is still the identity of godfather and son between the two, which is not tolerated by the world.

Snape's expression was serious and serious, beyond doubt.

However, Draco was choked by Snape's strong commanding tone, and the coldness and anger that spread from the bottom of his heart almost destroyed his sanity.

Draco raised the corners of his mouth, with the most formulaic smile, with Malfoy's arrogance and coldness, raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly in a disdainful and vaguely angry tone: "Then, as you wish, My venerable godfather."

Snape seemed relieved, turned around, got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom, "Well, wash up quickly, I think your parents will be back soon. I don't think you should go to them smelling of alcohol. "

"Of course." Draco bent down, picked up his clothes, pulled out his wand from his pocket, and aimed at Snape's back.

A white light shot from the tip of the wand, straight at Snape.

"Obliviate!! (Obliviate)"

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