[HP] look at you

Seeing Snape unconsciously revealing his fragility, Olivia suddenly felt tenderness, went to kneel on the carpet in front of the sofa, touched his head and face, and dried all the moisture.

"Sev, are you okay? Do you have any potions for hangovers?" she asked as she untied his tie.

Hearing her voice, Snape opened his eyes and tried to focus before he could locate her face.

Olivia asked again, and he thought for a while in a daze, "Yes? No, no, there shouldn't be... no danger?"

Well, really drunk.

Olivia was funny and distressed, "Yes, there is no danger. You lie down first, and I will make you a cup of honey water." It should relieve the discomfort of drinking too much.

Just as she was about to stand up, the man on the sofa grabbed her wrist.

"Where are you going?" He barely sat up.

"I'm going to the kitchen."

"Where are you going?" He didn't seem to hear, looking straight at her.

"I..." Understanding something in his eyes, Olivia smiled lightly and shook her head, and sat down next to him again, "I'm not going anywhere."

She knew very well not to reason with a drunk.

Satisfied, Snape wrapped his arms around her and hugged her like a child hugging a teddy bear.

The effect of the aging agent has not yet passed, and Snape's broad and warm chest and firm and powerful arms made Olivia feel fresh and strange, and there was also an inexplicable secret stimulation.

Well, it seems to be stealing love.

She put her ear against his heart, and could feel the heart beating violently inside.

Snape rubbed his chin lightly on the top of her head, mumbled her name, "Ollie..."

Compared with when she was a teenager, her mellow and magnetic voice made her ears tingle from time to time.

"Ok?"

"Olly." He suddenly sighed, seeming a little lost.

"Hmm." She said softly.

"Oli." He was a little happy for some reason, and chuckled twice as if secretly delighted.

"I'm here." She responded tirelessly.

"I like you." He said slowly in a breathy voice, as if sharing a secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Really should find a video recorder to record this scene.

Olivia touched his hair with a smile, "I like you too."

"Very." He emphasized his tone.

"Ah."

"I love you."

"……Um."

"Very."

"I know." She always knew.

Snape let go of her, looked at her face seriously for a while, like a mathematician studying a difficult problem in the world, and then said from the bottom of his heart: "You are so beautiful, I want to kiss you."

Olivia suppressed a smile, "Okay." She closed her eyes.

A moment later, a kiss landed on her forehead.

Olivia opened her eyes, and stared at the black eyes that were close at hand, and found her own shadow in the other's eyes.

A butterfly-like kiss landed on the tip of her nose again.

Further down, is the lip.

The strong smell of wine passed into her mouth, making her feel a little tipsy.

However, the cautious movements at the beginning gradually became intense after constant entanglement and deepening, and even began to feel a little out of control.

Olivia felt a tingling pain in her lips and tongue, and the arms around her waist became tighter and tighter, and the tightly pressed bodies clearly felt some kind of drastic change.

But she didn't push him away.

An ambiguous atmosphere that seemed to have a viscous essence enveloped the two people who were quietly crossing the line, making their breathing quicken at the same time.

"Ollie, I..." Snape gasped in her ear impatiently, his fiery breath burning her face and heartbeat, "I think..."

Olivia put her arm around his solid back, she knew what was going to happen, but she didn't resist.

"What are you thinking?" she asked softly.

"I..." He buried his face on her shoulder, and licked her neck vaguely.

"Hmm..." Olivia couldn't help but let out a light gasp as the electric current passed by.

Snape's movements stopped suddenly.

As if waking up from a big dream, he let go of his arms and moved back like a snail, "No." As if to convince himself, he shook his head vigorously.

Olivia was stunned for a moment.

Snape was still muttering to himself as he stepped back, "I can't do this, I'm drunk, I can't, I'm drunk, this can't be..."

Olivia watched helplessly as he retreated to the edge of the sofa as if avoiding a scourge, then sat up for a while, fell to the ground, and let out a muffled grunt.

"..."—she was so surprised that she forgot to catch him with a spell.

Snape seemed a little more sober after such a fall.

He stared fiercely at Olivia, and the remaining rationality in his mind suppressed the desire for commotion with a force that could not be resisted, then stood up unsteadily, covering his face with his hands in embarrassment.

"Sorry, Ollie, I might be a little out of my wits... I think I should go to bed, good night."

He stumbled back to his room, hit the wall twice, and finally slammed the door with a "bang"—it was Olivia's room.

"..." Olivia stared at the closed door wordlessly, and touched her neck that was still numb and wet.

She had the urge to rush in and grab his collar and ask loudly, "Can you bear this?"

But after sitting for a while, she couldn't help laughing in a low voice again, and buried her face in the pillow on the sofa, laughing foolishly like a girl who has been dazzled by love.

"This guy……"

Olivia felt that her heart was thickly smeared with melted butter, it was so soft that it was full of fragrance and sweetness at the same time.

At this moment, she realized soberly that she really fell in love with someone.

She has the most beautiful love in the world.

the next morning.

Bryce, who had returned to his normal attire after the aging agent expired, lingered in the corridor for a long time, wondering if he should knock on the door.

He had obviously angered two people yesterday, if he interrupted their rest today, would he be buried in place?

Just when he was debating whether to leave a note and go home first, the closed door finally opened.

"You don't have the money to take a taxi home?" Olivia was wearing a cashmere skirt and a bohemian-style knitted shawl, and stared at him dissatisfied, "Staying at the door for half an hour and still not leaving? "

Bryce couldn't believe it, "You know I waited for half an hour and didn't open the door?" There was no heat in the corridor and he was freezing to death.

Olivia, who was woken up by the reminder of the warning spell triggering, was a little annoyed, and said coldly, "Should I welcome you in my pajamas and my messy hair?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Bryce smiled coyly, "Then now..." He looked at Olivia who was blocking the door, as if he still didn't intend to let him in.

"Go to the bakery downstairs and buy some bread and cheese, and bring two cartons of milk." She threw him a wad of money, and closed the door without hesitation.

"...Okay." Bryce shrugged, taking this as a way of apologizing.

When he came back with big bags and small bags like a housewife who finished shopping, he smelled a strong smell of potions.

Olivia was staring intently at the potion boiled in the cauldron, observing the heat and changes.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Anti-alcoholic medicine."

Thinking that Snape fell asleep without eating anything last night, waking up in the morning would definitely be uncomfortable, Olivia deliberately dug out his potion book, found the prescription and ingredients, and followed it step by step—— Slughorn would have given her an O with tears in his eyes if he had known that she could still have such intentions.

Bryce, who was also a little uncomfortable, tentatively asked: "Is there any part for me?"

"You can be the first to drink it." Try the medicine.

Bryce: "...Okay, thank you." He turned his head to search, "Where's Severus?"

"Take a shower in the bathroom." Olivia carefully stirred the potion, confirmed that the color was exactly the same as that in the book, and quickly poured it out.

At this time, the door of the bathroom opened, and Snape in pajamas came out, wiping his hair with a towel.

Seeing Bryce waving at him, his first reaction was to frown, showing an undisguised expression of displeasure.

Then he nodded coldly and went back to his room to close the door.

"...Does his expression mean to tell me to hurry up?" Bryce, who has excellent psychological quality, is also a little embarrassed at this time.

"He didn't target you." Olivia put the potion in the window to cool, then took out the bread and cut it into small pieces. "It's just that outsiders who invade your private space are an eyesore."

"...Understood." He left after drinking the potion.

Snape came out of the room quickly, wearing an unwrinkled white shirt and a dark gray cashmere vest, as if ready to go out at any time.

He walked up to Olivia, took the knife from her to spread cheese on the bread, "I'll do it."

Olivia dropped her hand and went to get the potion, "You drink some milk first, warm it up a little, and then drink the hangover medicine."

Snape subconsciously sniffed the smell in the air, but his five senses were still a little dull after being drunk, and he couldn't analyze it for a while.

Olivia squinted at him, "Why, do you want to rate me?"

Snape lowered his head without saying a word, and carefully held the cup to heat the milk in it.

Oh, I'm scared.Bryce was inexplicably a little dark, and then felt that there was nothing to be happy about. These two people almost regarded him as air.

After drinking the potion, he ate a few slices of bread with the cheek to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his body that could be seen by the family, and Bryce left immediately.

Snape's expression immediately eased a lot.

"How is it, are you still uncomfortable?" Olivia asked.

Snape shook his head, and praised with a little exaggeration: "It's a perfect antidote." After a pause, he raised his eyes and glanced at her expression, hesitating, "Last night..." He thought Ask him if he has done anything offensive.

"Huh?" Olivia smiled half-smile.

Snape's heart skipped a beat.

When he woke up in the morning and found himself lying in Olivia's room, his heart beat instantly like a racing car soared to [-] mph. He checked up and down and found that although the clothes were twisted into a mess, they were still completely worn on the body, and the pants were sticky and wet. One piece but the belt was still buckled tightly, and he let out a sigh of relief.

But after holding his head and thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember what happened after he came back last night, and his consciousness seemed to be blacked out the moment he entered the apartment.

There were only a few fragments of imaginative images scattered in his mind, and he was not sure if this was another unspeakable imagining in his evil fantasy.

"You still have the nerve to talk about last night!" Olivia's face turned cold, and she said angrily, "Do you know what you did last night?"

What did he do?

A series of atrocities of Tobias when he was drunk when he was a child flashed through his mind, Snape's expression was frozen like plaster, and his whole body was so stiff that he didn't even seem to be able to blink his eyes.

Olivia hated the accusation: "You actually ran into my room, occupied my bed, and asked me to sing you a lullaby. I sang you warm kitty soft kitty all night. Do you want to listen? I will sing you again once?"

"..." Snape couldn't help but fell into strong self-doubt.

How could he show such an ugly face when he was drunk?

It wasn't until he met Olivia's narrow expression that he realized that he had been teased again.

"Ollie!" he called out, half annoyed, half relieved.

Olivia smiled and kissed him, "Don't worry, you didn't do anything, just fell asleep obediently like a docile little sheep."

Snape snorted, "You should be glad that the Midnight Roar that the goblin gave you has enough alcohol." After drinking one cup, half of his body felt numb.

He secretly decided to get rid of his aversion to alcohol because of Tobia, and he must find an opportunity to exercise his drinking capacity in the future - such an uncontrollable situation must never happen again.

"But—" Olivia dragged her voice out, "You've been saying something, do you remember?"

Snape warned: "What?" He didn't intend to trust her easily.

"I love you." Olivia chuckled, "Say it."

"..."

"I love you too, I said," she continued.

Snape believed the first sentence, but didn't know whether to believe the second sentence, but even if it was a harmless lie, he was willing to believe it.

Until he entered the grave, he hoped to sleep forever with this lie on his head.

The author has something to say:

I did my best, pawn.

This is today's update, there will be no more updates during the day, please wait for tomorrow for the next chapter.

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The car turned off in the middle of the drive, after all, the professor's character would not let him drive on the road in a daze.

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Forgot to mention, the stalk of warmkittysoftKitty comes from The Big Bang Theory, everyone should have heard of it?

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感谢在2020-08-2918:31:56~2020-08-3000:14:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 78 bottle of M1 Nebula First Rabbit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!