Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Sirius narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth unconsciously, and made a huffing sound in excitement.

His tail was swaying and flapping behind him.

He is very happy.

Even though he knew it was wrong.

What's wrong? He felt the soft touch on the top of his head, that's not the bad thing about animagus.

Dogs only have a small brain and it is difficult to think about complex problems. As a species that has been domesticated for thousands of years, dogs can hardly restrain their friendliness towards humans.

Albert giggled as the fur of the wolf and the dog rubbed against her. Only at this time, she looked like a little girl.

What's wrong?

A dog that has been wandering for a long time, cannot find its owner, has no fixed place, and no one loves it, finally found its own home. Is this a wrong thing?

After a while, the hand rubbing the mane on his neck moved away.

Sirius returned to his original appearance, with messy hair and clothes, a wide open collar, and a cheerful and violent laugh.

This time he was more awake.

There's nothing wrong with that. His smiling eyes were still focused on the person in front of him.

Sirius is such a person, he is casual and does things only based on his own preferences. He likes shiny things and the feeling of being watched. I hate the feeling of being tied down by others.

But he thought he might be able to accept this restraint. It is completely different from the sticky bonds of the Black family that are bound to be entangled by blood.

He could leave at any time without getting bad curse words and painful responses. If he comes, he will be accepted as such.

He felt loved, a love unlike anything he had ever felt before.

Is it a bad thing to feel like this? He didn't think so.

Decades of captivity have driven him mad, and this is the first person he meets who speaks to him, lighting up his entire life. Will accept him regardless of past grudges, accept his dirty and messy appearance, and love the person he loves. Isn't this bad?

He felt that having such a person in his life would make people happy.

At least at this moment, he felt that the irritability of the past few days, the anger of not tracking Peter Pettigrew, and the illusion that the world was upside down and messy were all smoothed away by these gentle touches. He's no longer just a vengeful ghost.

But he is still himself.

The moon soon passed over the branches, and Claonia was the first to stand up.

"?" Sirius enjoyed this time, doubts clearly hanging on his face.

"I'm on duty today," Claudia replied, "so I have to do night patrol today."

"Oh, night patrol." Sirius patted the dirt on the back of his butt. He had spent too much time in confinement, and naturally he had never experienced the activities that only prefects could have. But Remus got that badge.

Maybe they would have more in common, Sirius thought casually.

What else? He always felt as if he had overlooked something.

Night is also the time for wolves. If the weather is not very cold, they will occasionally go out in groups at night. This is even more true in the mountains and forests.

The wolves walked towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

The lights outside Hagrid's hut illuminated the exposed earth. Mr. Black meets the last person he expected to meet at Hogwarts.

A dark, swarthy snot-nosed creature.

"I think if you haven't forgotten..." Severus Snape crossed his arms and stood alone in front of Hagrid's hut. The light made his shadow long, almost in an instant. spread under their feet.

"No, so I'm coming out now." Claudia looked down at the time. It was still almost half an hour before the night patrol actually started. Even if you walk slowly, you still have enough time.

Although usually she would come much earlier and wait at the door first, or sit obediently in the lounge.

But since her head today was filled with Emilia's disgruntled hums of various tones, she felt she needed a little private time.

She vaguely wanted to look back - even though her private time was taken up again.

"What are you doing here?" Blake's tone was very bad, but fortunately he still restrained his urge to rush forward. "Snape?"

"I should be asking you this, Black." Snape returned viciously, "What are you doing here?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Blake took a step forward and blocked Claonia behind him. Harry told him a lot about recent events, including the professor who was always targeting him. Although he has restrained himself recently, it is obvious that Harry's selection in the Triwizard Tournament has caused this hidden volcano to erupt again.

Severus Snape was always looking for trouble for him. Because of this incident, he even became unhappy with Claudia Albert.

——Everyone can see that from the beginning of this semester, their relationship is no longer what it used to be.

Sirius thought this was normal, no one would like a dark, disgusting Snotlout. But he hates people like this getting involved in what he likes.

"What does it have to do with me?" Snape sneered, "I am the Head of Slytherin, what do you think this matter has to do with me?"

"Of course, a creature like a sea cucumber cannot understand the relationship between this. Black, I forgive you." Severus Snape also walked forward. Neither of them gave way to the other, and the cold air was almost being blown away. The look between them ignited.

The distance between the two of them was a little too ambiguous. Clonia thought that if they were closer, they could kiss each other.

She was amused by her imagination. It's hard to imagine what the expressions between the two of them would be like if such an accident happened. But having said that, she still didn't understand why these two adults who had no entanglement would suddenly fall out over such a trivial matter.

Coming out from behind Blake, Claudia patted him on the shoulder and interrupted him.

There was a strange expression on her face: "What are you talking about?"

"The one who is on night patrol with me tonight is Professor Snape. He is here to see me, right?"

Snape snorted and nodded.

Claudia, who didn't understand what the dispute was between the two, shrugged and walked ahead. The walk to the castle is not long, but it is not short at all. Snape and Black followed one after another, keeping a certain distance between them, and the atmosphere was not as tense as before.

Farewell at the foot of the castle's spiral staircase, Sirius finally chose to leave a smile to Claudia: "Good night, Claudia."

"Good night, Sirius." Claudia nodded.

After a while, all the big lights in the castle were extinguished, leaving only the wall lamps fluttering in the winter draft.