John Snape of HP

But the next time, the professor's mood was not so good.

Whatever Voldemort said to Harry—

"Your parents were very brave back then. I killed your father first, but he would rather die than submit, and fought me bravely... Your mother didn't need to die... She desperately wanted to protect you."

——Or the last conversation between Dumbledore and Harry:

"Is it true that Quirrell said—Professor Snape hated me because he hated my father?"

"Well, they did dislike each other. Then your father did something Snape could never forgive him."

"what's up?"

"He saved Snape's life."

Snape's face became terribly indifferent.

The Dark Lord had listened to his entreaties and had wanted to spare Lily.It's just that she can't leave her son and escape alone.

No idea...Albus told Harry about it.

John looked at Snape again, feeling sorry.

That's the way it is, it can't be changed.

But things weren't quite like that back then.

It's true that James saved Snape from the Screaming Shack from being bitten to death by Lupine who had turned into a werewolf.

——Maybe Dumbledore revealed that fact to Harry for one reason, and another reason, and it was also to cover up that Snape wanted Dumbledore not to tell anyone that "his actions are all for Lily".

But before that, it was Sirius who lured Snape to the Shrieking Shack on purpose.He tried to scare Snape, but almost killed him.

The matter was finally settled, and Sirius was not severely punished.

This made John unable to swallow his breath.

After the movie ended, there was a flood of applause in the cinema, which lasted for a long time.People blushed with excitement and clapped their hands vigorously, very satisfied with the viewing.

While John was relieved, he was worried about Snape's mood, after all, he had been gloomy since he saw the ending.

"Shall we go back? Perhaps Mrs. Laws has left some warm soup."

After he walked to the entrance of the cinema, he asked quietly.

Snape scowled, not looking at him.

There was nothing John could do to comfort Snape, and Snape had no access to the real thing.Everything he is familiar with does not exist in this world.The only familiarity is his dark and painful experience.

Then...

John thought for a while, looked around, and then ran towards an alley.

"Severus! Come on!"

Snape froze for a moment, his face darkened even more: "Don't call me Severus!"

While speaking, he couldn't help but float towards John, towards the alley that John just rushed into.

The streets that had just snowed were still white and full of cold air.People walking on the snow made a creaking sound.

The alley is long and dark inside, no one dares to cross such an alley, especially during such a holiday.

John pulled out his wand excitedly, and greeted Snape who had just been dragged in: "Professor, look good."

He waved his wand casually, and the tip of the wand immediately burst out colorful sparks, shooting out like fireworks.

In the alley, the faces of the two were illuminated.

Snape watched silently with a dark face.

His wand, never... hadn't been so childlike.Send out sparks of celebration like a child.It is really--

John looked at Snape's face, tried his best to fix his wand, and then laboriously controlled Mars to change its shape in the air.

——The red one was still burning, and it grew two big wings in the air, flashing, flying back and forth, and it looked like a big bat.

The big bat wobbled around Snape, then flew towards John, and after a circle, it split into two. The two bats circled in the alley, accompanied by splashes of colorful lights. Mars, nice and soft.

Sparks illuminated John's face in the alley. He was wrapped in a large scarf and mask, but he took off his gloves and held up his wand, looking at himself expectantly.

This ordinary scene moved Snape.

During Christmas when he was a child, at most, he only sneaked a few glimpses of other people's houses laughing and laughing, tall Christmas trees, and jingle bells ringing all over the street.

Growing up by myself, whether it's Halloween or Christmas, I'm not in the mood to go to these festivals.Not to mention the fun things like dressing up the surroundings and even setting off fireworks.

John's behavior touched some memories in his heart, and he still vaguely remembered the longing mood when he was hiding on the street corner when he was a child.And the present fireworks are blooming only for him - Snape is very deeply aware of this fact.

"Merry Christmas, Severus."

John watched Snape's expression from time to time, and congratulated him when he finally relaxed.

"Is Mr. Snape's ear not working? I need to repeat that." Snape lowered his voice and spoke softly: "Our relationship is not close enough to call each other's names. No, call Me, Severus."

Although his threatening words were very shocking, John could subconsciously feel that Snape was in a good mood at the moment, and his expression could be called gentle, so the deterrence was not very strong.

So he didn't care, and asked with a smile on his face: "Then...Mr. Snape, may I have the honor to invite you home together?"

He puts emphasis on "Mr. Snape".

Indeed, when two people have Snape's surname, it's a bit strange to still call each other's surname.

Snape naturally felt it too.

But want Snape to change his mind first?This is probably impossible even if the stars are falling!

John pretended to be surprised: "It sounds really weird. Why don't you call me John, let's exchange names now. This way we will be intimate."

Snape looked at the bat in the air.In the darkness, I saw two bats with a faint fire, still flying crookedly around them, round and round, bringing a faint temperature.

"Let's go," was all he said at last.

The author has something to say: Thank you Lan Tiao for catching bugs~ The previous logic was really not right, so I modified it!