HP: Embrace the Darkness

Snape sneered, "Because of his stupid desire to win, he ignored his aging body and drank with young people. Stupidity is not enough to describe his behavior."

Aces and Draco nodded in unison.

Well, Sev/Dean is right.

Seeing that Grindelwald was still drinking, Dumbledore waved his wand, bound Grindelwald's limbs, and took the wine jar away by force.

The other two people looked at the tied up Grindelwald in bewilderment, and a little fear suddenly appeared in their dazed minds. They would be tied up after drinking! ?

Rowena looked down at her hands.

Good she wasn't tied up.

The Ravenclaw lady, who was no longer elegant, threw herself into the chair with satisfaction and continued to taste the wine.

Susanna drank the most. She waved away the unicorn who tried to drink and got up in a staggered manner.

"You tied it wrong, it wasn't...Hiccup tied it like this, you should...should have tied your neck first..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she stumbled, lost her balance and fell to the side.

Unfortunately, that direction was Rowena.

Rowena closed her eyes and was hit by her.

"boom--"

The two fell to the ground in embarrassment, and Gulu rolled around.

Asseth silently put away the hand he just raised, and turned to touch his nose.

He was not drunk, but his reaction was a little slow. The two of them... probably didn't suffer from the fall.

Dumbledore pushed the tied Grindelwald aside and hurriedly helped Rowena.

Aces wandered over to Susanna and squatted down, "Cousin? How are you?"

Susanna sniffed the fragrance of the grass, and Asseth's words flowed into her left ear and out of her right ear, leaving no trace.

"Cousin? Susanna?" Artes called out patiently twice, but when there was still no response, he pretended to be surprised and raised his eyebrows, "Grandpa Joel, why are you here?"

who? !

Suzanne opened her eyes alertly.

Uncle Joel? ! She was caught drinking again!

Aces had enough time to cross his arms and watched Susanna get up and sit upright, looking around with confused eyes.

"Stop looking for it, I lied to you."

Susanna's chaotic mind caught the keyword and turned to Asseth resentfully.

"You lied to me."

Asseth raised a smile and said, "I call this a white lie. Please standardize your wording."

Susanna didn't care about any rules or regulations. After confirming that there was really no Joel behind Asseth, she fell to the ground again, holding the wine jar in one hand.

"Here, drink."

As if some switch was turned on, Rowena, who had just been helped up and sat back in the chair, and Grindelwald, who was tightly tied up, lit up at the same time.

"drink!"

"drink!"

Asseth watched helplessly as Susanna, who was already drunk, held up the wine jar, took another big gulp, and sighed deeply.

"Cousin, do you remember that you are going back to Cavendish Manor? Do you remember who is there? Now, do you still want to drink?"

Hearing this, Susanna's eyes straightened and she stared at Asseth with a horrified expression.

Aces thought she was frightened, but as he watched, he suddenly realized that Susanna was not looking at him. To be precise, Susanna was looking behind him.

What's behind him?

A sudden chill ran down his back. Asseth calmly raised his fingers and turned his head sharply.

However, what he saw was the Potions Master holding a bottle of wine and drinking one mouthful after another, and Draco who was at a loss as to whether he should stop him or not.

Panic spread to his pupils in an instant, and he walked over quickly, "Sif!? What are you doing?"

Snape said nothing and drank to himself.

Aces had no choice but to grab it.

While grabbing it, he said to Draco: "Go and see your cousin, and help Principal Dumbledore by the way."

Draco didn't dare to look any further and left quickly.

Arthur never expected that after Dumbledore, he would also have to rush to snatch the wine jar, and the snatching process would be much more difficult than Dumbledore.

In the chaos, the wine jar slipped and was caught by Susanna who rushed over quickly.

She hugged the wine jar and muttered: "A bunch of bastards who don't know how to cherish this wine are rare."

Two bastards who don't know how to cherish are confronting each other.

Aces sided to block Susanna and the wine jar, his eyes fell in midair, trying hard to ignore Snape's slightly dazed eyes, "Sev, how do you feel?"

Snape blinked, his pupils that would only light up at certain moments when he saw potions in the past were filled with warm water, and he looked directly at the man in front of him quietly.

"Aces." He looked at it for a long time and confirmed.

"I'm here." Asseth raised his hand, touched the corners of his eyes soothingly, and wiped away the wine stained on his eyelashes, "Sev, I'm here, what do you want to say?"

Snape pursed his lips, but they still trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing something, and as if something was breaking free.

Aces was not in a hurry, waiting for Snape to speak with a smile on his face, and took the time to lift Susanna up and throw her to Draco as she tried to get close to him.

After doing all this, Snape also made his choice. He slowly grabbed Ass's sleeve, pulled him over, and leaned his head gently against it.

"She's lying, I'm not her."

Artes didn't understand Snape's rambling words, but that didn't stop him from holding the person in his arms, hugging and comforting him.

"Okay, she lied, and you are not her either. I understand, is there anything else?"

Snape was suffocating on a familiar shoulder, and most of the alcohol was taking effect, quickly blurring the sanity in his brain.

After hearing what Ass said, he instinctively rubbed the crook of Ass's neck before starting to think about what Ass said.

Finally, he found a question that had been hidden in his mind for a long time and had never been asked to Asseth in his muddy brain, "Am I... going to die?"

Hearing this question, Artes' blood immediately flowed back from his body. He held Snape's hand and froze in place, unable to believe what he heard in his ears.

"Sev, what did you say? Can you say it again?" His voice became hoarse and he asked again.

Snape raised his head slightly and rested his chin on Artes' shoulder. He looked beyond Artes toward the constantly moving bonfire, and his eyes became clearer.

"I said, am I going to die?"

"I swear, you won't... die."

Artes's hand was changed to a hug, and he hugged Snape tightly, as if he was holding some rare treasure. He was restrained but couldn't help wanting to possess it. The two completely opposite emotions impacted him, and he couldn't help but step in. Great strength.

"Sev, trust me."

Comforting whispers came from the man's mouth over and over again, and the gentleness was mixed with a little bit of undetectable tension.

Snape turned his head, imitating Arthas' previous actions, and kissed him gently.

A warm kiss fell on the left side of the neck.

Aces' comforting words were stuck in his throat, and all the body's senses were concentrated on his neck. Even his breathing became minimal. Only the speed of blood flow did not slow down, but accelerated a lot.

The blood vessels were beating violently under the impact of blood, and Snape could clearly feel the vigorous vitality of the blood vessels under his lips - the thumping beat was almost at the same frequency as his heartbeat.

This kind of synchronicity was fascinating, so he got drunk and did something that was not considered rational.