[HP] Subvert Fate

Severus Snape, the youngest master of potions in the history of the wizarding world, the youngest member of Sir Merlin, was sleeping peacefully while staring with a dark face at this moment, occupying his own comfortable big bed The little troll, I wish I could use my icy eyes to pierce a few holes in this kid's body, but unfortunately, with the protection of that bastard old man Dumbledore, this wish is impossible to come true, even though he is that damn bird's nest head Potter's son.

Severus stood against the wall, thinking bitterly, if it wasn't for the sudden riot of this damned bastard kid's magic power, how could he have given up his precious sleep time in the middle of the night and rushed ahead of those idiots in the Ministry of Magic, Run to number four, Privet Drive, and take this little trouble back to your own residence - Spider's End.Merlin knew that there had never been a Gryffindor in this place (Black Dog Godfather: Hey, Sev, you are lying, I am Gryffindor; Professor: Stupid dog! Black Dog Godfather pounced: Sev, dear one).

What's worse, he is a dignified potion master, a dignified head of Slytherin, and a black-faced professor whom all Hogwarts trolls avoid, but he is called "Daddy" by this little green-eyed troll. "!"Merlin's torn stockings, this is really scary enough, but, thinking about it now, this feeling is actually pretty good.

The potion master lowered his head and looked at the little monster carefully, his beautiful eyebrows furrowed more and more, wishing he could pinch a mosquito to death.If he remembered correctly, Lily's green-eyed little monster should be nine years old, but when he just picked up the boy, the kid's weight was frighteningly light, not up to the standard of a healthy nine-year-old boy.Coupled with the mottled scars on his body, Severus knew without any investigation, that he must have had a terrible time at Petunia's house all these years.Damn Muggles!Damn Petunia, how could they torture and abuse Lily's child like this?Just because he's a little wizard?

Just as Severus was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the fireplace in his living room. The Potions Master rolled his eyes upwards regardless of his appearance and cursed, Damn Dumbledore!Damn old bee!Can he stop for a while and give himself a moment of purity.

Cast a few silence spells around the big black bed, turned off the light at the head of the bed, and then walked out in billowing black waves.Seeing the two figures in the living room, the potions master frowned again, and when he closed the door, Severus placed an anti-disturbance charm on the door to prevent them from talking too loudly. Wake up the little troll in the bed.

"How is he? Severus." Albus Dumbledore, who was wearing a bright purple robe, saw Severus coming out of the bedroom, and quickly pulled the anxious Mi Leva McGonagall went up to meet her. "Is he all right? Nothing serious?"

"It's just that he fell asleep. I gave him medicine, and it's fine."

"Then when will he wake up?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I'm not the almighty Merlin, Minerva. When he wakes up depends on when he's had enough sleep." Severus sat on the black leather sofa with a dark face, and gently tapped the phone next to him. On the coffee table, three cups of steaming black coffee immediately appeared on it. "You're not going to stand by my bedroom door forever, are you? Until that little bastard wakes up?"

"Severus, little Harry is not a little bastard. He is Lily's son, the only child of your best friend. You shouldn't be hostile to him." Dumbledore stroked his white beard and sat down. Facing Severus, he took a sip of the coffee his master had prepared for him. "Oh, Merlin's ripped jeans, this coffee is really bitter! Dear Severus, don't your family eat sugar?" In order to eliminate the bitter taste brought by the black coffee in his mouth, Dumbledore quickly took it out of his pocket. He took out a piece of lemon candy and stuffed it into his mouth. "Oh, I'm finally saved!"

"Dumbledore, allow me to remind you that if you continue to eat this kind of sweet and greasy stuff without restraint, no amount of dental potion will stop moths from eating your teeth, and it will not stop these things from sticking to your brain." .”

"Hehe, dear Minerva, thank you for your reminder."

Seeing Dumbledore stuffing candy into his mouth for the third time, with a satisfied smirk on his face, Professor McGonagall knew that his persuasion was in vain again, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"That poor boy, what are you going to do? Magic riots are no small matter, especially for underage wizards. Moreover, it is impossible for him to live with Muggles, whether it is for Harry, Or for the Dursleys, it's very unsafe."

"I know, so, I plan to make Severus his guardian, and let our potions master adopt Harry!"

"What?!" Severus and Professor McGonagall yelled at the same time, and the Potions Master's face was darker than before the conversation.

"Why me? Dumbledore, aren't you afraid that my former Death Eater will secretly kill the great savior, the golden boy of the wizarding world?"

"You won't, Severus. You just said that you are a former Death Eater, and you have long been out of Voldemort's grasp, haven't you? Besides, Harry is Lily's son, and you are her best My friend, how could you not agree to adopt him? And..." Dumbledore's ice blue eyes hidden behind the half-moon glasses flashed an unknown light, "Harry's only godfather Now imprisoned in Azkaban, there is no way to raise Harry until he enters Hogwarts, the most suitable person is you, Severus. You are one of the people I trust the most and the most Someone who can take care of him and keep him safe."

"Dumbledore, are you so sure that I will agree to your request?"

"Dear Severus, it's not a request, it's a request."

Severus stared at Dumbledore for a while and was silent for a while. He remembered the little bastard's underweight and the many scars on his body, and sighed softly. It seems that he must live with him Otherwise, the damned old bee wouldn't let him fetch this little bastard here in the middle of the night.Thinking of this, the potion master nodded silently at the old headmaster, as a consent.

"Since you have blocked all my escape routes, Dumbledore, I have no choice but to agree."

"Oh, thank you, dear Severus. I will notify the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible to change the custody of little Harry, and I will have to trouble you to bring Harry with me when the time comes."

"understood."

The three of them chatted for a while. To be correct, it was Dumbledore who chatted happily with Professor McGonagall, while Severus sat on the sidelines and closed his eyes and fell asleep. There was an extra person in the family, so he had to think about the future. How should life go on, maybe he should go to Malfoy Manor, find that flamboyant platinum peacock and ask for a house elf as the price for brewing beauty and hairdressing potions for him for a long time; The bastard prepares a bedroom suitable for a nine-year-old child, and puts some items in it that a boy with an empty head at this age likes. This probably has to be learned from the platinum peacock.Severus rubbed his swollen temples, hey, you bloody bastard, what a mess.

At this moment, Severus opened his eyes, and inadvertently saw that the door of the bedroom was gently pushed open, and the troublesome little bastard he was thinking about just shyly shyly stood at the door of the master bedroom.

【small theater:

Harry, who had been adopted by Severus for a month, heard from the nosy, gossip old headmaster with white beard that dear Severus called himself "little bastard" when they met for the first time, The first time he returned to Spider's End from Hogwarts, he ran into the study to harass his guardian.

"Sev~~" threw himself on the guardian who was reading a book on the large recliner, Harry pouted dissatisfiedly: "Sev, when you first met him, why did you insist that he was a kid?" asshole?"

"Hmph, everyone in the Potter family is an out-and-out bastard! James Potter is an old bastard, and as his only son, you are a little bastard!" Catching the little meat ball, Sev Les placed him by his side.

"Sev~~" Little Harry pouted reluctantly, tugging at the sleeve of the Potions Master's robe, "Don't call me a bastard, I'm not!"

"Quiet! Take your nap and don't disturb me!"

"Oh~" Harry nodded obediently, found a comfortable position in Severus' arms and fell asleep deeply.

Severus lowered his head and stroked Harry's black hair that was no longer frizzy. Hearing "Sev, I'm not a little bastard" muttering in his mouth, the potion master showed an imperceptible smile . 】