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Snape broke with the raid team.

They used to go on night trips together, violate school rules together, spend festivals together, and celebrate birthdays together.

From the fifth year to the first term of the seventh year, the two and a half years were the happiest that Snape had ever lived.But the day of parting ways came so quickly and so naturally.

Lily occasionally looked at him with sad eyes, as if complaining and accusing.

She is a person who can distinguish between black and white, and there is never a middle ground in her eyes, right is right and wrong is wrong.She didn't mind that he was a Slytherin, she didn't mind his slovenly appearance and eccentric temper, but she couldn't tolerate any darkness and evil.And the Dark Lord represents the heinous crime.

The Dark Lord is indeed not a good man, but in the struggle for power, no one's hands are clean.But Slytherin has been criticized, and the rise of the Dark Lord seems to confirm this view even more. Everyone thinks Slytherin is evil, like snakes and scorpions.

And now, in front of him, there is only one way to join the Death Eaters.

But this road he had to take has become the reason for his friends to leave him.

"Severus...why? Are you really going to join the Death Eaters?"

"No, Severus, stop it...we grew up playing, I really hope we can stay friends, really..."

"Maybe we're really different. I'd never join the Death Eaters! Never call my friends a Mudblood! Severus, you've let me down..."

Harry pushed the invisibility cloak in and sat on the edge of the bed. He took off the schoolbag that was slung across his body, and began to dig things out of it.

His dark gray unremarkable little shabby schoolbag was like a black hole, and Harry kept reaching in and taking out things, as if it were endless.He piled the food at the end of Snape's bed, "These are from Mom, and there were some snacks and whatnot, but... you know, it's not very easy to store, so I ate them all." Harry revealed She put on a silly smile, "But I'll save all the candies for you."

"Ah, as compensation, I decided to give you the sweater my mother knitted for me. I haven't worn it! It's new, and I haven't worn it all the time. You can keep it and wear it in a few months..." Harry spread out the sweater and picked it up, "...uh...it's not bad for a short style?"

Harry was still digging out something, "I found this from... somewhere else, I don't understand it at all, so give it to you. But give it to me after you read it, and I'll return it." Harry took A huge potion book was published, about one meter long, which could be regarded as a murder weapon for murder.It was thrown on the bed by Harry, and even the bed trembled twice.

Snape looked at Harry, feeling suddenly dazed.

He stood at the door without saying a word, watching Harry silently, watching him fill the bed with all kinds of things.Snape's mouth twitched, and he walked over to sit on the chair.

Harry finally stopped digging out his schoolbag, he looked at Snape who was sitting across from him, "You...uh, don't you say something, like thank you or something?"

Harry had always looked so awkward, especially around Snape.

Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Even after being friends for a long time, Harry and Snape didn't get along well.Harry would always feel awkward and awkward, and then use his not-so-clean tongue to find something to say, and then inadvertently make the atmosphere even more awkward.

Harry was terrified of being alone with Snape.He always remembered Snape, who became a professor many years later, and always remembered Snape's famous poisonous mouth, of course, it was quite poisonous now.Always remembering how much Snape hated him and had to put up with him, and how much they hated each other.

"...Snotlinger! Can't you just say something?" Harry let out a long breath, and he thought helplessly that maybe only this tit-for-tat posture could make him more comfortable when facing Snape.

The corners of Snape's mouth turned down, and he looked critically at Harry Potter, as if he had saved a lot of sarcastic remarks, but he still held back.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just came to see you and bring some gifts by the way. What's the matter?"

Snape was silent for a while, "...Thank you."

Harry looked at him in surprise, and stammered, "Uh...you're welcome."

Harry put his hands on the bed, tugging at the sheets boredly.Whenever he was bored or embarrassed, he always made these little movements, and even his wand was covered with scratched fingernail marks.

He looked at Snape's expression, then at the things he had brought, and said, looking for words, "I heard that you and them... er, I mean, you will attend Lily's wedding, right?"

Snape glanced at Harry, but said nothing.

Harry opened his mouth, finally realizing that he had screwed up the atmosphere, even though it was already too bad to screw up.

"Actually, Lily has always attached great importance to you," Harry said quickly, "You and her have been friends since childhood, and you are her only childhood friend."

Snape let out a short laugh, his expression became mean and his tone was sharp, "What do you want to say? You want to say that I am Miss Lily Evans' most important friend, she values ​​me and cares about me, Treat me as your closest confidant, but the premise is - I'm not a Death Eater!"

"...no...that's not what I meant—"

"Perhaps anyone who is not a Death Eater can be your good friend! Your friendship... can be cheaper, cheaper."

The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, these two organizations are themselves opposites.One represents evil and radicalism, and the other is the embodiment of justice. No matter from the perspective of human nature or politics, it is impossible for them to coexist peacefully.

For a while, no one spoke again.

"We...we are friends." Harry's shoulders slumped, and he sat on the bed with a hunched body. "I said we are friends, and you have been to my house. Let's have dinner together..."

"Enough!" Snape stood up like an angry dragon, looking down at Harry Potter, "We are different! What I want is power—strength, power, wealth , I'm a Slytherin, and the Dark Lord, he promised us, he promised us a status commensurate with his abilities, and more—"

He looked at Harry Potter as if at a joke, "And you - Gryffindor - in your noble spirit - get out of my house...!"

Harry's face suddenly became ugly, and he looked up at Snape: "...what's the difference between us? We're all the same! Why do you always bring up those spoilers? We can—we can keep doing it friend!"

Snape suddenly growled: "Do you think I want to mention it?!" He looked at Harry with a gray face. He stood, angry, but looked even more embarrassed than Harry.

Snape turned his head and looked at the blindingly white wall, "No, Lily was right. We've all made up our minds, we've all taken a step forward, and we... on my graduation day, I will Will be a Death Eater. There's no regret drug in the world."

After a moment of silence, Harry suddenly said: "...So—you'd better take back your words now, and then restore me. You said it. There is no medicine for regret in the world." Harry breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, relying on Laughed twice on the bed, but the laughter was not bright and light, "I am friends with you because I want to be friends with you, not because you are Gryffindor or a member of the Order of the Phoenix." .”

Snape froze, staring at Harry with wide eyes in surprise.And Harry Potter, this time he really couldn't help laughing.

Had it not been for Snape standing in front of him, Harry would not have dared to say that.

Because he was Snape, Harry dared to continue to be friends with him, and he dared to sneak into his dormitory so shamelessly and stalk him to persuade him to continue to be friends with him.

Because he was Snape, because Harry knew, he knew how awkward and lonely Snape was, and how much he cherished his rare friendship and love.

Snape was an evil Slytherin, and he had a contempt for justice, both now and in the future.He joined the Order of the Phoenix and became a double agent, not for justice, just for Lily.

He was suddenly a little jealous of Lily.

However, something has changed, Snape and Lily were just friends when they were students, and the person he likes has become Harry.

Harry suddenly felt a little mean, but he planned to keep being mean: "I don't care if you're a Death Eater." He added, "So Gryffindor friendship is never cheap."

Snape seemed to have lost the battle. He looked at Harry Potter in frustration, but found that there was nowhere to vent his anger.

"You, how could you..." Snape stammered.

"Why not?"

"...I'm a Slytherin, I'm a Death Eater! Sooner or later, we'll be enemies!"

Harry listened calmly, "I know." Suddenly, he smiled at Snape, and continued to ask cruelly, "Then will you choose to be my enemy? Will you curse me? "

Snape seemed to be strangled by someone, unable to speak a word.He looked at Harry, moved his lips with difficulty, looking painful and helpless.

"you will not."

The blood on Snape's face quickly receded, but immediately rose.

"I know you won't." The corners of Harry's mouth turned up slightly, and he couldn't help it.The uglier Snape's face was, the more pained and helpless he was, the more secretly pleased he was.

Harry looked at Snape, and his tone became serious, "I wouldn't either. Even if you really joined the Death Eaters."

The expression on Snape's face was suddenly removed, he was in a trance, and there was a little hesitation in the trance, as if he was a little surprised, but the expression softened his face.

He was only young, and his heart was still immature, and Harry's few words could easily touch the softest part of his heart.

His heart was pounding, and he looked at Harry and felt as if he had come to life again.

Harry had just said that even if he was really a Death Eater, he wouldn't be hostile to him.

Snape's heart jumped for joy, he was vaguely looking forward to Harry's next sentence, and he couldn't help wondering what Harry would say next.He might say...would say...

Harry smiled at Snape again, stood up, and walked over to Snape.His eyes are so bright and clear, even more gentle and beautiful than Lily's eyes, his hair is still messy, a little playful, never obedient.

Snape's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his mouth was even dry.Then, he watched Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak and disappear in front of him, and then he heard the sound of the door opening and closing...

What did he say... what the hell did he say? !A fluttering goodbye!

Snape stood blankly in the dormitory, looking at the already empty room, his hands clenched into fists, cursing Potter frantically in his heart!

Harry Potter!How dare he... how dare he seduce him so meanly, cunningly, and shamelessly, but leave with an innocent look... knowing that he likes him.

The young Snape squatted on the ground, and it was the first time he experienced this feeling, the restlessness that scratched his heart and brain, anger and pain, but it seemed to have some sweetness.