HP Winter Memories

"Memory is the scratch of the soul. Memory is the scratch of the soul."

Oh, what a beautiful statement, I can't help but suspect that this Aristotle is also a great wizard.Besides, witch doctors and witchcraft were very common in those days, and there was no need to hide them at all, so no one could tell.Of course I won't discuss such an academic issue, let people like Hermione do this kind of research.I'm planning to start writing my travel books. Of course, this is due to the encouragement and help of a friend. She said that I can try to write guide words first.That opening sentence is from one of the books she once lent me.The atmosphere in her study reminded me of a Hogwarts library, except that there was an "administrator" who was particularly unwelcome to me.

—— "My Journey and Memoirs"

After getting Potter away, facing Liesel who was lying on his side with his back to him, Snape couldn't think of the beginning of the topic for a long time, and the words "please bring your partner" were wandering in front of his eyes. There is nothing else that people like to do analysis, whether it is personality or professional habits, in short, it is clear that it is a challenge, or maybe it is a temptation.

"If you can't sleep, you can read a book. Tossing and turning is not the best way to show your existence." Liesel said from his back.So Snape stopped turning, and he looked at Liesel's hair in silence for a moment.

"Did the previous invitation say that you would bring your partner to attend?" Snape finally spoke.

This time Liesel stopped talking, but she didn't turn around either. In fact, she was still awake in the dark.Thinking she hadn't heard, Snape repeated it to her.

"What do you care about?" Liesel turned to face Snape, but neither of them could see the other's expression clearly in the darkness.And their tone seemed to be talking about tomorrow's weather and then deciding how to dress.

Snape didn't know how to answer, and Liesel wasn't really asking him for an answer.She said: "It's not that you don't know that this is a polite statement, like a greeting on a greeting card and the ending of a letter. You think they don't know that most cohabitants are not married, especially artists. So sleep Come on, dear." Liesel tugged at the quilt, seemingly unintentionally brushing over Snape as a reconciliation, including the whole day.

"So you just happened to go alone? And you already know the organizer very well, and you stand together cordially, so you can even omit the introduction?" Snape sat up.

Liesel had no choice but to sit up, "You were the one who said you would not participate in any activities, but now it seems that you are accusing me of deliberately concealing the two of us. In addition, you insist on pretending that you don't even know me in public. The faces of strangers. Are we together or are we not together now the primary question?"

"It's never a question of whether we are together or not. Since we have connected our hearts and shared our lives, we are already one." Snape grunted, turning his head to the other side.

Liesel didn't hear the second part, she thought Snape was looking at the invitation letter on the hall table directly outside the bedroom door.The provocative thing had been bothering them all day, so she raised her left hand and used her wand to summon the letter in her hand and directly lit it.This startled Snape.

"You? What? I'm not..."

"Can I sleep now, Snape?" Liesel lay down heavily.

"No." Snape groaned strangely, "I mean we can get married, just use the identity of Septimus, get some documents, I can cut my hair short or grow some beard, and be an ordinary person, It's been a long time since no one recognized me..."

But Liesel's sudden and violent cough interrupted him, and the people next to him had already curled up, and even buried themselves in the quilt, they couldn't hide their heavy breathing.Snape turned on the light first with a silent spell, and at the same time fished out Liesel who kept pushing him away from the quilt.Finally, Liesel gradually stabilized in his arms.

"What's wrong with us? It shouldn't be like this, it's never been like this." He said sullenly, he felt Liesel's silent tears running down his chest and across the scar on his heart.But Liesel made a heavy decision about this, it was time for her to make up her mind and do something irreversible, both to herself and to Snape.

On the other hand, Harry woke up refreshed the next morning, thinking that he must have slept really well last night, as Liesel said, drinking some red wine before going to bed is really good.There is still a third of the red wine bottle and a few books on his small coffee table. It seems that he packed something before leaving yesterday.Harry tidied it up, took out his wand and tapped it on the cover of the black diary, and it immediately became a best-selling memoir.He planned to speed up the progress in his free time today, and it was vaguely as if Snape had mentioned Polyjuice Potion to him before leaving.So Harry walked down the stairs with his notebook in his hand to start his day in the service industry.

Winter of 1980

"When I got home in the afternoon, the moment I entered the door, it was like a mess that had been ransacked by robbers, but this didn't give me too much of a shock. Instead, I felt a sense of fear: Snape was missing. I threw down my painting tools and ran outside. , but when I came out, I found out where I could look for this person who should have never appeared before. In such a cold weather, there is snow everywhere and even ice, and he has just recovered. If he goes into the woods Or the valley can only be frozen to death. After wandering on the street for a long time, I finally met my father who was already freezing enough. He saw my anxiety and the inquiry in my eyes, but he just shook his head and led me home first. "

In fact, there was a fight at home, but the person who came was not targeting Snape at first.Some Death Eaters escaped the tracking of the Ministry of Magic. These "loyal" people were not reconciled to the disappearance of the Dark Lord, so they hibernated and searched around secretly.And his father recognized one of them as the executioner who killed old Mr. Prince and his mentor, so when the other three drew their wands on the porch of his house, they fought.Snape heard the news and made a move, but unexpectedly the other party had companions, so they split up and led them into the forest.Snape was still injured after solving one, and he had been living in the cellar, cold and weak, lost on the mountain.Liesel's father had been searching for the whole afternoon after eliminating the traces of those Death Eaters, but there was still no trace of Snape, so he had to come back, hoping that Snape had already returned, but he met the same person who came out to look for him Only then did Liesel know that Snape might be in danger.

"No, father. Snape must have lost his way in the woods. It's not easy to tell, especially with the heavy snow, and it won't take a quarter of an hour for those footprints to be covered. I once told him that in the depths of the valley There's a hut in the woods for a hunter, and he'll go there if he can't find his way." Liesel decided to go out and continue looking for Snape as soon as he got the whole situation.

The sky was getting dark, and the heavy snow continued to fall. The snow in the woods had reached knees. Liesel held the lantern in one hand and the magic wand in the other. His face and hands were flushed from the cold.The thick snow bent the branches, some of them could not bear the weight, and poured down from among the leaves, hitting Liesel's body heavily like a cannonball.She walked with difficulty, calling Snape's name over and over again, and praying in her heart that Snape was still alive.She had promised to give Snape the picture of Hogwarts she had secretly copied for him, and Snape had promised to concoct paints for her with professional potions.The premise was that she would definitely find Snape, but several hours had passed since Snape disappeared.

When Liesel searched half of the woods and left the empty hunter's cabin, her heart was going to be cold.After several hours of getting nothing, her father half hugged her to keep her warm. The two of them had already walked into the depths of the forest, and they were terribly cold.Maybe Snape had gone elsewhere because he was afraid of being exposed, maybe Snape was too tired to hide and missed them and now he was home, but if not, if he was injured and passed out in the snow, What if he fell into freezing water.There seemed to be a thousand bad possibilities beating in Liesel's head.

"It's Snape's robe!" Liesel suddenly found a torn strip of black cloth in the undergrowth, she was excited, she broke free from her father's warm arms, and rushed towards the scattered hope.

The strip of cloth was tied there purposely, because the darkness and the surrounding shadows almost merged together.But Liesel looked around and didn't find Snape himself.His father also came over at this moment, probing with his wand.Sure enough, not far away, Snape's wand responded to the call of the detection spell with a faint light.And the thick snow had completely buried Snape underneath.

Liesel swept away all the snowdrifts with her frozen hands regardless of the cold, and finally Snape's blue face was exposed, and her hot tears dripped on Snape's already purple lips.Liesel's father immediately checked Snape. His limbs were already stiff, but fortunately he was still breathing weakly. Without saying a word, he picked up Snape and walked back quickly.

But obviously due to the fact that he hadn't fully recovered before and the fight, Snape's condition was even more severe than when he first arrived, especially after being frozen in the woods for several hours.What was more frightening than frostbite was that Snape's heart was also frozen.

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