HP trickle down

Severus sank himself to the bottom of the tub in silence, rising to the surface just as he was about to suffocate.After cleaning up, I put on my bathrobe and went to the basket where I put my change of clothes to get ready to put on my pajamas.

The fact that there was nothing in the basket made Severus's temples burst into veins, and suppressing his beating heart, Severus tried his best to come out without any change in expression.

When Bert saw Severus, he came out wearing a black silk bathrobe, the water dripped from his hair, and the water from his chin flowed along his neck, past his collarbone, and sank into the skirt, his long white legs flickered in and out of the bathrobe .His throat moved, Bert closed his eyes and opened them again, with a perfect smile on his face, he said, "Sev, do you have anything to say to me?"

"No." Severus replied sullenly.He had to find some clothes to change quickly, and he felt very uncomfortable standing in front of Bert.Moreover, even if Burt is not acting abnormally now, the scorching sight when he came out was so hot that it almost made him burn, except Burt, he didn't think about anything else.

"Okay then," Bert took his own change of clothes and was about to take a shower, "I think we can have a good talk when I come out." Leaving a meaningful smile, Bert walked past Severus Si's side, into the bathroom.

Severus quickly found out his pajamas, changed them in twos and twos, wiped his hair twice, and got under the covers.During the day, he had clearly thought of a speech, but now he was forced to speak out by the strange atmosphere.What Burt wants to hear is definitely not rejection. Although what he wants to say is not rejection, the nature is actually similar.

Bert showered slowly, relaxing his body, it's not good to get too excited in some places.Bert hadn't touched a part of himself, was almost washed, dried, and changed into pajamas.

Bert's hair was also dried after coming out of the bathroom, his face was flushed, and his black eyes were rippling with water.Seeing the lump on the bed, Bert couldn't help laughing.

He went to bed gently, lifted the quilt, and saw Severus nestled on the bed, his brows and eyes were softer: "Sev, your hair is not dry, you will get a headache if you sleep like this."

"I don't care," Severus said firmly.

Burt knew that Severus was getting a little anxious by him.As a result, Bert was even more gentle, hugged Severus into his arms, and could hear Severus' violent heartbeat.

With a sigh, Bert called for a dry towel and gently wiped Severus' hair, while on the other side, a silent spell dried the wet sheets again.Severus wanted to break free from Bert's arms, but Bert's gentle movements made him unwilling to refuse.

Severus's face was pressed against Bert's still slightly thin chest, Burt's heartbeat was slow and powerful, and Severus' flustered and bewildered heartbeat gradually calmed down, and he slowly and Bert heartbeat frequency synchronization.

At this time, Burt had already stopped moving.Magically returning the towel to its proper place, Bert pulled Severus deeper into his arms.Severus was in a mess right now, his reactions had become sluggish, and he didn't even think about breaking free, nor did he think about mocking Burt.

'It seems that I was very stimulated by myself. There was a hard object between the tight chest, and Burt knew it was his heir necklace.Severus couldn't take it off, and Bert didn't need Severus to give it back to him anymore.Bert wanted Severus to wear this forever, preferably never to take it off.

"Sev, don't run away." Their faces were touching, Burt's voice was very soft, as soft as the drizzle in early spring.

"No matter what you decide, I will never leave you. Of course you have the right to choose, don't be nervous. If you fall in love, it's not terrible; if you want to wait...of course I can wait. So, Don't put yourself through too much..." Burt refrained from kissing the tip of Severus' ear.

Severus stiffened, then softened.He was under a lot of pressure, because he knew Bert would never ask for a negative answer, and now he couldn't tell what he was feeling, so he couldn't speak.If you refuse, does that mean you can't even be friends?He has a stinky and stubborn temper, but everything about him is seen by the person in front of him, and he tolerates everything about him.Severus also saw everything about Bert, which was already uniquely intimate in the world, and it seemed logical to be even more intimate.

"Then...try...try..." Severus forced himself to say the words.The broken tone gave Bert the best answer right now, and Bert didn't show much excitement.He had known for a long time that Severus would have this choice, but it was definitely very difficult for Severus to say it.

To get Severus to say something like that was to pull the thorn out of Severus right now.For Severus to fully open up to him, he had to strip him of his last defenses.This was of course cruelty to Severus, but also a kind of persecution.

Burt is also betting, using his position in Severus' heart to gamble, if he loses, he will only be a stranger in the future.But now, it is clear that he has won.

"Good night, Severus." Burt's soft brows and eyes came into view, and soft kisses fell on Severus' eyes, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips.Severus closed his eyes nervously, and he was also relieved when Bert made no further movements.Then Bert took Severus to bed and covered himself with the covers.

Burt wrapped Severus in his arms contentedly, closing his eyes and preparing to fall asleep.Severus hesitated for a long time before saying "good night" silently.

Although there was no voice, Bert seemed to have felt it, and the arc of the corner of his mouth widened.

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In Voldemort's manor, Voldemort was lying alone on the floor of the basement, his eyes closed, and his face seemed to become more twisted, with a sense of gratitude.

Sleeping on the floor, he was breathing very weakly, and his chest barely rose and fell. If anyone saw him, they might think he was dead.

The big black snake was entrenched at the door of the basement, guarding Voldemort with all its devotion. The snake spit out letters from time to time, sensing the smell of other people.

And the Death Eaters still don't know what happened to their king, they only know that Voldemort seems to be conducting a very important black magic experiment.They did have important matters to report to Voldemort, but Voldemort never showed up.

Orion Black couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to knock on the door of Voldemort's basement, but the black python Nagini would never let go.

"I want to see the Lord, I want to see him, the Death Eaters have something very important to report!" Orion and Nagini shouted after a long confrontation.He was in a very bad mood, which was fully reflected in his total loss of patience and a snake yelling and losing his grace.

Nagini is a snake, but she can't understand human language, so she has been entrenched at the door.When Orion tried to step over her to knock on the door, Nagini almost bit Orion.

Nagini narrowly avoided Nagini's fierce bite, and Orion was about to go crazy with anger, but even if he gave him a few hundred more guts, he would not dare to attack the snake, so he only chose to calm down his dantian, and added a snake to himself. Loud voice: "Lord, something happened!"

Voldemort in the room suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils were even more red like blood.Rising from the ground, Voldemort silently made himself look fine, and then the door blew open with a glare.

"Boom!" The loud noise made Orion cover his ears, the wizard robe on his body was blown, and his hair was even messed up by the wind.

Voldemort walked out slowly, saw the embarrassed Orion, raised his lips, and ordered: "What's the matter, tell me."

Orion hurriedly knelt down on the ground, kissed Voldemort's toes before getting up and said: "Dumbledore has already prepared to deal with your organization."

Nagini crawled over and bared her fangs at Orion.

When Voldemort changed hands, Cruciatus fell on Orion's body, and Orion rolled to the ground, so painful that he didn't even have the strength to scream.After a full 5 minutes, Voldemort stopped.

Touching Nagini's cold and slippery snake head, Voldemort said casually: "It's just an organization, you're afraid of becoming like this, Orion, you let me down."

"Lord, all our influence in the Ministry of Magic has been cut off by Dumbledore..." Orion endured the pain and continued to report.

Voldemort snorted coldly and said, "It's just a Ministry of Magic. As a nobleman, are you still afraid of this?"

Infected by Voldemort's calmness and indifference, Orion also calmed down, but many of their forces are under siege. Although they have not yet reached the point where they are hurting their muscles and bones, ants are killing elephants. If this continues, they will not pay more attention to it. , will fail!

"Let's go." Of course Voldemort couldn't be as indifferent as he appeared on the surface. Dumbledore has always been an opponent he is very afraid of. If he made a move, how could he be indifferent?But as the leader of the Death Eaters, how could he be as flustered as Orion at this time?It's the most stupid thing to do at this time.

It seemed that it was time to wipe out these damned neutrals one by one. Under the policy of iron and blood, Voldemort couldn't think of anyone who would not surrender!

The hall was in a mess, and the noise kept going.

Voldemort didn't speak, he sat on his throne silently, watching the noise of the people below with cold eyes.

All the Death Eaters fell silent for a moment, like ducks being strangled, afraid to say anything.

"This is my elite," Voldemort sneered, "the elite who are so panicked that they can't say anything when they encounter things, they can only bicker."

"Lord, we..." A Death Eater couldn't help but argue, but as soon as he said it, Voldemort was a Cruciatus.The rest of the people can only be more silent.

"Boom", the Death Eater lay on the ground like a dead dog, trembling involuntarily.

"If I keep you, you can only make noise like shrews like you are now, what use would I want you to be?!" Voldemort thought of Abraxas' framing again. ah!"

Everyone could only kneel down immediately, not daring to speak much.

"I have heard the report from Orion about the specific situation. If any of you have come up with a solution, you can talk about it now." Voldemort looked at the Death Eaters below indifferently.

Orion bit the bullet, stood up again, and said: "Now that the public opinion is not good for us, we should first control the direction of public opinion in the wizarding world, and let the public believe that we can bring them..."

Hearing what Orion Barabara had said a lot, Voldemort squinted his eyes, stroked Nagini lightly, and said, "Then what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you go soon?!"

If there is a plan and there is no immediate response, are these people a waste of food?

"Yes..." A group of Death Eaters responded and went to do it immediately.

Orion was left behind by Voldemort.

Cautiously glanced at Voldemort's face, but couldn't see anything at all. Orion was also trembling now and didn't dare to speak.

"I heard that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts is about to retire, and many people are still staring at this seat. I think you know what to do?" Voldemort had already been staring at this seat.

Cold sweat dripped down his back, and he said, "Yes, MyLord, this subordinate understands."

"Olan, I hope you won't disappoint me." Voldemort said softly, that smooth voice was like the "hiss" of a snake.

"Of course, my subordinates will definitely complete the task." Olaen is relieved to receive this task. After all, the cycle is relatively long, and he just needs no one to dare to apply for the job.