[HP] This deer is not a deer

The door of the dormitory was smashed open, and Harry rushed to the head of the bed angrily. He took a deep breath for a long time, and even drove away Hideaway who was annoyed by him.It took a long time for Harry to realize that he was flustered. He fell into regret and kept praying in his heart that Snape would not find anything unusual, even though Snape could tell that it was a love letter.

He's bored in Gryffindor Tower because of this, he doesn't want to go out again, he doesn't want to meet any Slytherins, he bets that by dinner time, he can hear all kinds of sharp and terrible words from Slytherins rumors.

Harry tried hard to distract himself with homework, and it wasn't until 07:30 in the evening that Harry remembered that he seemed to have been sentenced to detention by Snape.

Before he could decide whether to go or not, a junior student brought a message telling him that Snape had postponed his detention time, which meant that he didn't have to go.

Harry was relieved, he didn't know how to face Snape.

He began to regret why he ran away in a high-spirited manner. He should have stalked, even if it was a robbery, and Snape punished him in the end, he should have gotten the things back.Harry sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to cheer himself up by telling himself that Snape didn't know exactly who the letter was from, or to whom.

So it doesn't matter, Harry convinced himself silently, but he couldn't tell whether he wanted to be discovered, or didn't want more...

Harry was in a cloudy mood. He touched his cheek and suddenly realized that he was thinking about the consequences after Snape found out.He collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling of Gryffindor Tower, eyes wide open, dismayed to realize that Snape might not bother with this small, yes, small problem.

Surely Snape didn't think it had anything to do with him.

So, what should he do to make Snape find out... Harry froze for a moment, covering his face, powerless to stop his wild thoughts.

He lay in bed in a daze for a long time, until people in the dormitory came back one after another, Harry made up his mind.

For several days in a row, Harry behaved normally, he didn't even become absent-minded anymore, but was always trying to study the screaming golden egg, although there was still no result.Hermione had carefully asked him what happened at the door of the classroom that day, and Harry didn't hide them. Anyway, the Slytherins knew it, and Harry would never hide it.

Although he didn't tell Hermione and Ron, the love letter was actually addressed to Snape.

Harry didn't dare tell them either, Harry was 100% sure it would scare them too much if he told Ron and Hermione.

"So, do you want to confess?" Ron asked in his first reaction after listening.

Harry was slightly uncomfortable being asked, and Hermione glared at Ron secretly.

Ron stammered, "Sorry, uh, I..."

"It's okay," said Harry, as if suddenly discouraged. He raised his head and summoned up the courage to ask, "but I don't know, how..."

"Confession?" Hermione took up his words.

Harry nodded quickly, so fast it almost seemed like he couldn't wait.

"Or can you say it to your face?" Hermione tried.

"Hermione," Ron reminded her, "that 'could' be a Slytherin."

Harry looked frustrated at this, and Hermione hesitated and asked, "Aren't you going to write a... letter to him?"

"Let's not talk about it, let's talk about it after the Christmas party." Harry seemed absent-minded.

"Okay then." Hermione didn't continue to ask, but instead talked about what was supposed to happen on Christmas Day, and she told Harry that he should think about how he would dress that day.

Speaking of Christmas, Harry was reminded of something, and he turned to look at Hermione.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"It's all right," said Harry immediately, turning his head and continuing to stare at the golden egg again.

He suddenly remembered a very important thing - Christmas presents.

What should he give Snape?

Harry even suddenly thought of a crazy thing.

—Maybe, he can confess?

Christmas is just around the corner.

Harry secretly counted the days.

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Friday is here again.

He had thought that he should have given away the Christmas presents, but—Harry hesitated.

He held the small gift box in his hand, and carefully inserted a neatly folded letter into the bottom. Harry took a last look at the contents of the gift box, closed the box carelessly, and wiped the satin on the box. The straps are tied.

He checked back and forth to make sure the little envelope inlaid at the bottom wouldn't fall off, but that didn't make Harry's uneasy mood any better.

This idea repeatedly surfaced in his mind, constantly urging him to act quickly.Because, Harry vaguely realized, he was running out of chance.

Never had the chance to have much contact with Snape again.

Dumbledore told him that the spell on him was about to wear off, and he might not be able to wait for the next time. Dumbledore had already told him that he hoped he would stay with Hagrid for the next few weeks, Instead of wandering around alone, even if he was still at Hogwarts.

Harry tightly held the gift box in his hand, took a deep breath, stood up slowly, put the gift box away, and walked out the door with some determination.

On the other side, on the third floor of Hogwarts.

There were students coming and going around, Hogwarts was over-decorated for the upcoming grand ceremony, full of bells and all kinds of shiny icicles, which made Snape hasten the pace of leaving here .

The cold wind was howling outside the window, and the icy wind blew past the window. Snape glanced at it. The transparent window was covered with frost, so hazy that people could hardly see outside.That gave Snape a pause in his heart, and he walked downstairs. Although he thought it was strange for him to do so, Snape didn't think too much about it, and let his body respond first.

He probably shouldn't have any unusual behavior at this time, especially when he was being watched by Moody, but Snape still walked to the auditorium. There were not many people in the auditorium at this time. Looking through the door, he saw a familiar figure.

The door was closed quickly, and the annoying boy completely disappeared from his sight.

Snape walked forward slowly, quickly opened the door, and walked out of the castle.Snape casually scanned his surroundings, but he didn't see Harry Potter.His purpose is not here.This is the last time, he thought.He couldn't keep wandering around like this, he would be suspected by Moody, and he would cause trouble.

Especially when the competition was getting tense, Snape didn't think that his random actions would be a good thing.The most obvious consequence is that after being discovered, he will be caught in the investigation of the Ministry of Magic, be dismissed, and disrupt the plan.He didn't need to add unnecessary trouble.

Snape walked slowly towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest. When he arrived, there was a slight wind and snow blowing around, not strong, but still freezing cold.Snape felt that his hands were gradually freezing, but he didn't care, he stared straight in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, his eyes blurred to capture everything around him.

He waited for a while, but it still hadn't appeared, Snape was not in a hurry, but continued to stand there and wait.

After a while, a small change was caught by Snape immediately. Snape turned his head and looked at the snow-covered branches that trembled a little. Stepping in small steps, he ran towards him briskly against the wind and snow.

Snape's eyes focused on his feet.

Those four light hooves stepped on the snow all the way, leaving small footprints all over the ground. The scattered steps told Snape that the little guy was running towards him staggering like a drunk man. How can the little idiot who can control his hands and feet.

It wasn't until the little guy ran in front of him, the deer's round eyes still the same as before, wet with joyful anticipation, that Snape suddenly noticed that it looked a little different from usual.

It's not the same, but it doesn't come from him. Snape's gaze fell on its neck, where a delicate gift box was hanging. It slowed down, shook its ears, and slowly approached Snape. Pu, hold your head up.

Snape looked into its eyes, those innocent eyes were flawless and beautiful as always, but there was a 'gift' of unknown origin hanging around its neck.

He stared at the gift box slowly, and asked slowly, "Whose is that?"

He asked, as if he thought it understood, but it just twitched its ears, blinked its eyes, tilted its head, and continued looking at Snape.

There was a small note hanging from the bow of the gift box, and Snape reached out and pulled it out.

There was one sentence scrawled across it: To Severus.

Snape moved his eyes slowly, and he looked at it carefully.

The deer opened his eyes wide, and those round eyes innocently observed Snape with an expressionless face. After a while, he tilted his head, as if he was puzzled by why Snape remained motionless.

It looks innocent and clean.

Snape stretched out his hand, and unconsciously poked his fingertips toward its ear, he paused slightly, before his hand touched the soft ear tip, the deer shook its ear, turned its head to interrupt his harassment, Snape stretched out his hand firmly Carefully pinching the tips of his ears, he looked down at the gift hanging around his neck.

He took the gift, and the deer stood still obediently and knowingly, and even stared at Snape with a little expectation, which silenced Snape who had been observing him.

After a long while, Snape stared at the gift box, and asked it softly, "You want me to open it?"

Fawn blinked his eyes and tilted his head as if he didn't understand Snape's words at all.

Snape stretched out his hand to untie the bow on the top, he lifted the lid, and there was a sentence written messily on a white note inside: Merry Christmas!

He tore open the note and saw the gift inside, but it had nothing to do with Christmas—it was a chocolate heart.

The weird gift made Snape pause slightly, his expression became a little strange, he looked down and then at the fawn in front of him, but it was still pretending to be innocent, even tilting its head cutely, wagging its head and tail at him.

Snape wasn't stupid, if he couldn't see such an obvious flaw, then the past 30 years would have been in vain.

But the little idiot in front of him didn't seem to know what happened, Snape looked down at him, maybe he should reevaluate...how much threat is this lurking dangerous person, but Snape bowed his head, he just Looking at the little guy who came up to rub his palm affectionately, he looked at him expectantly.

He reached out and touched the little idiot's furry head, the little idiot shook his head, his ears trembled and moved closer together, looking a little happy.

Snape was thinking silently, but his hand was still poking his fur lightly. Before Snape could speak, the fawn stopped suddenly, and stopped rubbing his palm affectionately.

Harry took a step back suddenly, and Snape noticed his abnormality immediately by his sudden break free, but Snape didn't seem to understand what was wrong with him.

Harry gave Snape a final wistful look.

He didn't expect the time to change back to come so quickly.

Harry felt subtle changes in his body, he turned his head and left suddenly and quickly, Snape, who was left on the spot by him, was slightly taken aback, and quickly rushed out with big strides, closely following the direction where Harry disappeared. go.