HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Mr. Potter."

Harry stopped and turned to look across a corridor at Artes, who was almost blending into the darkness.

"I hope you remember that during this special period, everyone is doing their best to protect you from Blake's clutches, and you... every reckless action will create opportunities for Blake to hurt you."

After saying that, Asseth's figure completely merged into the darkness and disappeared from the eyes of the two people.

Lupine sighed and left with Harry.

Before Snape could get far, Artes quickly caught up with him and soon saw the Potions Master's black robe flying high in the air.

"Sev?"

Asses didn't dare to speak too loudly, so he could only call softly behind him.

Snape ignored it, pushed open the cellar door and walked in.

Ace followed closely behind.

"Sev?"

Snape stopped and looked back at him.

"What you just meant is that you have seen this map before. Do you have anything similar?"

The potion master's black pupils locked onto Asseth.

Aces didn't know why, but he still took out the map from the alchemy ring.

"Have."

"In other words, this is how you used to avoid me before?"

Ace's face froze.

No, why did he forget this?

"Sif..."

Artes smiled guiltily and took two steps forward, but was blocked by Snape with his quill.

"Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"Is it fun to watch me miss every time?"

When Snape said these words, the cellar suddenly fell into silence.

After a long while, Asseth's hoarse voice broke the silence.

"It's not fun. I want to see you. Even...I can't even imagine how you feel when you fail."

Snape's rising anger slowly dropped, and he frowned and looked at Arthas, who had his head drooped.

"Next time, give me a copy of the map."

Aces raised his head and looked at Snape with surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"How long do you want to stand here?"

Snape urged, and Artes immediately reacted and followed Snape into the bedroom.

……

Late at night, Hogwarts fell into a deep sleep.

In the cellar bedroom, the two of them closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Suddenly, the breathing rhythm inside changed, and the voice of Asseth mumbling something came from the silence.

At some point, Asseth, who was sleeping peacefully, frowned, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and wetted his broken hair and stuck it to the side of his face.

His breathing became increasingly rapid.

"Sif!"

Aces finally struggled to open his eyes amidst the blood.

"Sev."

The first thing he did when he woke up was to look at Snape beside him, and he felt relieved when he saw that he was still sleeping soundly next to him.

The two were not far apart, and Snape was drowsily disturbed by his movements. His breathing rate became faster, and he showed signs of waking up.

Aces reached over skillfully and patted his back comfortingly, again and again.

Soon, Snape's breathing returned to regularity and he fell into a deep sleep.

Aces retracted his hand, covered the potion master with the slipped quilt again, and stared at it for a long time.

His current nightmares are just pure nightmares. Without the reality of the prophecy, he is no longer prone to illness, but he still wakes up from time to time.

Do you want to try medication?

After he threw away the medicine before, he never found a chance to buy it again.

As he was thinking about it, Asseth remembered that he was still living in the cellar. According to the acumen of a double agent, he might not be able to hide it if he took medicine.

Forget it, that medicine has quite a lot of side effects anyway.

It’s okay not to eat…

Unknowingly, Ass's consciousness gradually blurred, and he closed his eyes while staring at the Potions Master.

Not long after, he fell into sleep again.

……

early morning

Artes opened his eyes, and Snape, who was held by him, also opened his eyes almost at the same time.

"Good morning, Sev."

Snape half-raised his eyelids and said lazily, "Hmm."

The two had just woken up, and Artes hadn't had time to let go of Snape's waist.

So they are very close.

As soon as Snape responded, his hot breath hit Artes' face.

Suddenly, their breaths intertwined.

Aces' originally confused brain quickly woke up, and something strange in his body fed back to his brain.

He immediately backed away, stood up and left.

Aces moved so quickly that Snape had already disappeared in front of him before he noticed anything.

"Wow--"

The cold water poured down from head to toe, and the coldness invaded the whole body, suppressing all impulses in an instant.

Asseth's expression remained unchanged, he was used to taking cold showers early in the morning.

No matter how cultivated he is, he can't control his body's instinctive reaction.

The challenge is still a bit too great when the person he admires sleeps next to him.

Aces sighed softly.

Standing under the water with eyes closed, letting the water wash away, the thick eyelashes are stained with water droplets, sliding down the body, collarbone, and waist, and finally the water droplets hang precariously on the abdomen, trying not to fall.

After a brief wash, Asseth put on his bathrobe and walked out.

Snape hadn't gotten up yet, and was leaning on the bedside with a book in his hand to read.

He has no classes this morning, so he doesn't have to get up early.

"Sev, get up and have breakfast first."

Aces yelled, not shying away from Snape, and changed clothes directly in the bedroom.

Putting on a well-tailored shirt, a strong and powerful waist is faintly revealed in the white color. A ravine extends from the neck to the waist, making it look very sexy. Even the scar across the middle does not destroy this sexiness, but adds a touch of sexiness to it. wild.

Snape accidentally looked up while turning the page, and saw the raised shirt... and the scar.

The area around the scar looked like it had not been treated at all, and the shape was hideous and scary.

But such scars should not appear on Asseth, who has been pampered since he was a child.

"What's with the scar on your back?"

"scar?"

Asseth buttoned up his shirt, touched his back with his backhand, and felt a raised scar, which was clearly visible on his face.

"This was injured during a close fight with Grandpa Joel. He said he left this scar in order to let me remember this lesson."

Snape frowned displeased, extremely disdainful of Joel's method of remembering lessons.

"I think you should learn to distinguish what words you should listen to and what words you shouldn't listen to."

"Such a stupid method..."

After all, Snape didn't finish his words, but his eyes were still so disgusted.

"I won't do it next time. I was really careless at that time. If it were an enemy, I might have died."

Snape put down the book in his hand and walked out silently.

Aces was stunned for a second before he realized that Snape cared about him, but he just didn't make it clear.

He laughed and shook his head, his eyes gentle yet firm.

How could such a potion master give up?

Asseth thought as he speeded up, changed his clothes and chased after him.

"Sev, I suddenly feel that it's really not good to have a scar on my body. Can you please help me find a way to remove it?"

"If... our stupid alchemy professor could stay away from his colleagues now." Snape said slowly, pushing away Artes' approaching body.

"of course."

Aces stepped away from Shan Ruliu and looked at Snape expectantly.

Snape was satisfied and took out a bottle of potion.

"Three times a day."

Asseth was also satisfied after getting the potion.

Today is destined to be a successful day.