[HP] bad romance

Chapter 11

Recently, Harry has been immersed in a trance of happiness, like countless happy elves surrounding him.He was sure that he seemed to be in a strange state of love.Harry had a hard time saying no to that.It wasn't quite right, he was falling even deeper, but Harry didn't care, he decided to let himself sink a little longer.

Even at Hogwarts, Snape still had a stinky face and wouldn't give him any good looks at all.And Harry was still being deducted maliciously by Snape, which made him unhappy anyway.Harry decided to ignore Snape like this, he would always get back with revenge.

Why did Snape not know who he was?

And ah, Harry's bottom line was warning him, him and Snape?Him, Harry Potter is just a one-sided love, what does it matter?

Putting everything to death, Harry's rationality was criticizing all his actions, but at this moment Harry still didn't make a break.However, this week, Harry didn't see Snape much, the only time he could see Snape was at the dinner table and Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Snape didn't seem to pay much attention to him, and Harry didn't think it was strange, they were not really familiar with each other.

That day at the dinner table, Harry saw Snape leaving the table early again. Harry watched carefully, consciously or not, and the back of Snape who was going away looked like a huge bat. Harry thought to himself, it was really eerie. It looks boring, what is his heart beating?Oh shit, he's been paying too much attention to this obnoxious figure, enough of it.

"... I've had enough!" Ron continued to complain beside him for a long time, and continued to mutter, "Why are girls so affectionate after all?"

"Girls have their standards of judgment," Hermione raised her voice, raised her chin and looked at Ron, and said contemptuously, "You should think about yourself, maybe you express it wrongly."

"Oh, I've heard enough of that." Ron turned to Harry. "What about you?"

"Huh?" Harry came back to his senses. He pulled his attention back, Snape had gone away, and he asked Ron, "What?"

"Your girlfriend." Ron tried to find some experience from him, "By the way, she shouldn't be from Hogwarts?"

"Hmm, um." Harry replied vaguely, Snape was not his lover.

"How did you catch him?" Ron asked positively. He had been complaining for a long time since he was rejected yesterday, and Harry was also a little annoyed.

"Um..." Harry wasn't sure what to say.

"How's she?" interrupted Hermione curiously. "What's her personality? What does she look like?"

"Hmm." Harry hesitated, thinking for a while, "Black hair, shoulder-length? Tall, with a thin body, occasionally a little silent, and a bit mean-speaking..."

Before he finished speaking, Ron looked at him with a little sympathy.

Harry thought about it, and his description seemed a little lacking.

"That doesn't sound very flattering, and she's taller than you?" Ron muttered under his breath, and Hermione gave him a glare.

"I don't think it matters," Harry said.

"What do you like about her?" Ron wondered.

Yeah, what did he like about Snape?Harry pondered the question.

Snape's personality is gloomy, his appearance is not attractive, and he doesn't even have a good personality as a lover... Besides, can he be satisfied in bed?Harry sneered inwardly, didn't he?From the very beginning, he had had a desire for Snape's body.

The problem was - Harry wavered a bit, but he still didn't want to admit that he was... no, Harry told himself to stop, don't admit it.

Why?Harry tried hard not to remember, the gloomy professor and the harsh gaze had always made him uncomfortable.

He was only confessed by the boy once by chance. At that time, he was uncomfortable, but he noticed Snape.

Harry still remembers his panic at that time, the burial later, and the calmness afterwards...but that has been a long time ago.

He avoided this answer for a long time, until he couldn't hide his dirty thoughts, and he took an opportunity to approach Snape with malice—

"Harry?" Hermione called him, surprised by Harry's distraction.

Harry said indifferently, "Perhaps, I prefer 'her' body."

Hermione blushed, Ron stared at Harry with admiration, and asked mysteriously, "How does it feel?"

"Very good." Harry paused and smiled.

Ron asked hurriedly, "So...how?"

"It's charming, it'll take your breath away, when you're all entangled," said Harry, shrugging after a moment's consideration, "I suggest you find one yourself and try it out."

"That's enough!" Hermione blushed angrily and scolded, "You shouldn't try this kind of thing with just any girl!"

Harry shrugged and shut up.Hermione looked at him annoyed, obviously thinking that was what Harry was up to.Harry shrugged, too lazy to deny it, which he and Snape did.

Ron said, "Oh, well." He nodded again and again, and didn't ask any more, but he didn't know what to think.

Hermione was speechless with rage, blushing completely, and she stared accusingly at Harry all night.

During the day on Saturday, Harry wandered around Hogsmeade with Hermione and Ron, and Hermione was still resolutely ignoring him.

Harry was thinking erratically, if he saw Snape at night, what gift should he prepare for him?Hmm - what did Snape like?Potions?Spellbook?Harry, who was a Muggle, couldn't give these things.

Harry was staring at the beautiful windows of the candy store when a strange thought occurred to him.

What if he gave Snape something he didn't like?

Oh, like making Snape lick a lollipop?Harry laughed the hell out of it. He saw himself giggling in the glass window, and Harry blinked, suddenly making a decision.

The starry sky is clear at night, a rare good weather.

Harry stood by the door of the bar, squinting at the twinkling stars in the sky.

Not long after, the person he was looking forward to appeared in front of him.Harry ignored the weirdness he should have noticed, that Snape had appeared out of nowhere.

He's a Muggle now.

Harry smiled, walked up to Snape, took his hand, and kissed the back of his hand like a princess.

Snape's hand caressed Harry's cheek, and he said calmly and gently, but with strange danger, "A hand kiss? You think I should accept this? Rather, it seems you are more suitable."

Harry felt the skin on his cheek go numb from the touch, enjoying the closeness in admiration, and snorted, "Because I'm sure you wouldn't do that to me, and rather than let it be a pity, I might as well do it." He tore off Snape's hand, took the dry hand that was comfortable for him, and Harry led Snape past the door.

"Where are you taking me tonight?" Snape asked him, trying to shake his hand away.

Harry gripped hard, but Snape's struggle was unsuccessful.

But Harry noticed a little strangeness, Snape seemed a little too cold... Is he finally bored?

"You came a little early tonight." He ignored the question in his heart and asked another question.

It's only less than eight o'clock, and it's actually not the best time for Harry to show up.But he slipped out early anyway, even though he wasn't sure Snape would show up.

But the result now made Harry happy, and it also made him suddenly wake up a little bit.

Snape didn't answer Harry, he turned his head to look at Harry's smug expression, those flexible eyes looked at him with a bit of profound curiosity.

He didn't deny Harry's guess, he denied it coldly, "Don't think you are very important, I—"

"I thought you were going to make me more important." Harry interrupted Snape and continued happily.He didn't decide to continue thinking about long-term things, but for this moment, he would make it impossible for Snape to leave him.

Snape stared down at him, and Harry smiled, leading Snape quietly across the brightly lit square.

They walked to an ordinary shop on the side of the square. The transparent window was filled with all kinds of beautiful Muggle-style desserts and chocolates. Snape looked around, and Harry asked, "Do you like this?"

"No." Snape glanced and turned slightly, ready to leave at any moment.

"Let's go in," Harry patted Snape, he decided on this shop, "I'll send you some presents."

Seeing Snape's uncompromising expression, Harry added, "Of course, I'd love to try it too."

Snape didn't speak, and Harry guessed that with Snape's personality, these sweet and greasy things would never be in his consideration.Of course, since Harry is here, he won’t give up on playing around with Snape at this moment. This is simply a rare entertainment item, let Snape suffer, aha, for Harry, everything Anything Snape didn't like was worth trying.

"What do you think of this?" Harry pointed to the window, through the transparent glass, golden heart-shaped transparent candies shone.

"Oh, um," Snape said with a sideways glance, obviously not comfortable with being in this situation, and he spit out quickly, "very Gryffindor."

"What?" Harry pretended to ask, "Gryffindor? What?"

"Nothing," he said, "some stupid thing that likes to show off... humans." Then he glanced at Harry beside him.

Harry didn't bother to pay attention to Snape's description, he took Snape's hand and walked in.

"Really? But I think it's pretty! I've decided, I'll buy one for you."

Snape was glaring at him, and Harry smiled deliberately, "It's very bragging, stupid, for you." He was triumphant, feeling the dull Snape dryly accepting his ' kindness'.

Harry turned his head and looked around, bought a large pile of chocolates he liked, then turned his head and stroked his chin, staring at a round box containing honey.

"I want this," said Harry.

Snape watched Harry buy candy for half an hour, and wasn't impatient with Harry tugging at his hand.

"You bought enough sweets to fill your belly," he reminded Harry.

"For you to eat." Harry curled his lips, and finally, under Snape's disapproving gaze, he bought those beautiful boxes full of candy.

The waiter in the small shop carefully packaged the various styles of candy Harry had selected, and put them into a paper bag of solid color.

It all fits just right into a tote bag.But these candies are enough for two people who are not addicted to sweets.

Harry led Snape slowly out of the shop, and they continued to stroll around the square.

The night here did not fall into complete silence, the lights made it shine, and some people even performed street music performances.There was an oddly relaxed atmosphere about them, but the momentary silence made them both feel good, and Harry could even feel the relief from Snape holding his arm.

They remained silent, as if they had fallen into a sudden silence.

As Harry walked, he suddenly felt a little funny.

He was walking around with Snape... the main street?This approach seemed really stupid enough, Harry turned his head and pulled Snape, and decided to sit and rest by the fountain in the square.

There were other people around, Harry found a spare place, a tramp not far away was playing the guitar, and the fountain behind him was spraying beautiful arcs.

Snape followed Harry's lead and sat down next to him. Harry couldn't hide the smile on his lips. He just felt that sitting in the fountain made Snape a little... stupid.

"Obviously you're laughing at me," Snape said quickly to him, scowling. "It's funny that I'm sitting here."

"Yeah," said Harry happily.

Snape frowned, he moved his lips, but he looked into Harry's shining eyes, and he swallowed the usual mean words in silence.

Harry moved against Snape's side, his thigh pressed against Snape's, which made Snape even more speechless.He squirmed at Harry, who swayed his calf lazily.

He picked up the bag from the candy store, Harry rummaged through it, took out the bottle of honey, unscrewed the lid, put his fingertips in, stirred it, and the sticky silk thread was drawn from his fingertips.

Harry poked his head carefully, opened his lips and licked his fingertips, the sweet taste made him narrow his eyes.

And Snape, who was beside Harry, looked at him helplessly, he slightly tilted his head, showing more indifference.

Harry tilted his head, ignored Snape, picked up more syrup with his index finger, licked his finger clean with a taste, and satisfied enough to taste the sweet taste.He turned to look at Snape, and Harry blinked at the expressionless Snape.

His body leans slightly forward.

Snape actively moved closer, he lowered his head close to Harry's cheek, Harry raised the corners of his mouth cryptically, and smoothly pressed Snape's lips, and opened his mouth to get a comfortable kiss... wet and hot Soft and overly sweet.