[HP] Started by accident

At No. 19 Spider's End Lane, a tall black-haired man—Severus—suddenly appeared in the quiet and dim living room.Snape stood still, and slowly checked his surroundings. Snape raised his foot, but frowned because of the pain coming from the secret place and the severe soreness in his body, and walked straight into the bedroom with no expression on his face. With a bathroom attached, I took off my clothes neatly and used one to clean up.

Seeing the clothes he was wearing 2 minutes ago disappear without a trace, he turned around, saw the traces all over his body from the mirror in a daze, and smelled the light and unbelonging breath from his body, his face paled. Qing suddenly bent down and retched while holding the vanity table.

But yesterday he hardly ate anything, and the wine he drank had long since disappeared. Apart from making himself more sad, he really couldn't vomit anything. A few minutes later, Snape raised his head, and his forehead was covered with Sweating slightly, he turned around and waved his magic wand. In an instant, the steaming water filled the originally empty bathtub.

One second before stepping in, the tip of the wand uttered a spell to himself, and the mottled and ambiguous marks on his body slowly disappeared, and his body was completely immersed in some scalding water, the soreness and tingling all over his body were relieved, and he kept wrinkling The frowning brows slowly opened, and amidst the rising heat, a trace of pink slowly appeared on the pale and lifeless cheeks.

Lying quietly in the bathtub, with his eyes closed, Snape began to recall what happened last night, and learned that Lily's child—his sin, was going to enter school this year, thinking about the imminent start of the established destiny and what he would get In the end, I had a sudden impulse to indulge myself, so I took out all the wine I could find at home and drank it all.

Not drunk, but drowsy, he was a little dissatisfied with the feeling of not being up and down, relying on his super self-control and vigilance, he decided to go out to find a drink, found the nearest bar and walked in casually, I ordered the strongest drink recommended by the strange waiter, and slowly poured it myself...

Raising his hand and rubbing his forehead, Snape cursed in a low voice, damn Merlin! !How careless! !He didn't expect that the so-called strongest wine actually lived up to its name. After drinking it to the end, it was weird. Although his mind still knew the surrounding situation, he was completely unable to control his body's reaction. It is expressed faithfully by the body!

He clearly remembered the man's approach and the words he said. When his body followed the man away, his head kept clamoring to stop, and even tried to use apparition, but it was not until he was hugged by the man He hadn't been able to sit up on the bed.

Next, he 'watched' himself drinking the wine that he didn't know what it tasted like in the man's hand, watching the kiss that the man imprinted suddenly, watching himself being laid down on the bed to be caressed and branded, watching He watched how his legs were spread wide, his cheeks flushed, panting and trembling, grabbing those powerful arms, and wriggling under the man's body.

Seeing the tenderness and madness in the man's purple eyes, the sweat dripping from that barely handsome face fell on him... The throbbing pain in his stomach made Snape strictly forbid himself to continue thinking, But in fact, after that, he completely lost consciousness, and it will be morning when he wakes up again...

Gritting his teeth, closing his eyes, Snape clenched his fists, and after a while he slowly relaxed, his expression turned blank again, got up from the bathtub, picked up a towel on the side to wipe his body clean, walked out of the bathroom, and took out a towel from the closet. Putting on the nightgown, he froze in mid-air while moving his hair, turned his face stiffly, looked at the inconspicuous, simple earring with no pattern on his right earlobe, and pulled it hard with a wooden face—the earring Stay firmly in place.

He walked into the bathroom again, and turned to the potion room after a while. Three hours later, Snape looked at the unchanged earrings stubbornly stuck on his ears with a distorted expression, and began to consider whether to use a more intense magic. At this moment, like a warm and peaceful feeling pervading from the depths of his soul, Snape stopped trying to separate the earrings from his swollen earlobes.

After being stunned for a while, he slowly picked up the wand, cast a little magic on his ear, and watched the little thing disappear from his earlobe, but, Snape knew, it was just invisible, it was still there There!

Walk to the cabinet in the living room filled with various locking spells, warning spells, and defensive spells, open the door, take out a delicate crystal bottle, pull out the silver memory with a magic wand, and put the bottle back again After closing the closet, he turned around and returned to the bedroom, and plunged his extremely exhausted body into the black soft big bed.

Everything last night was positioned as an accidental mistake, and it was over, he would no longer have any intersection with that damn Muggle man who had forgotten everything, and tomorrow, he would go back to Hogwarts to continue his work Potions Professor, and after 7 days, he will meet the child who determined his fate, carried his hatred and love, and was destined to protect and die for him-Harry.Porter...

Seven days later, at the opening dinner, sitting on the professor's chair, Snape looked at the boy sitting in a golden red, with messy short black hair, and a thin figure that did not look like an 7-year-old boy at all, staring at Those green eyes, the same color as I remembered, were hidden behind ugly glasses.

Guilt, despair and pain engulfed him like a sudden darkness, until the child looked at him with bewildered and frightened green eyes and touched his forehead in pain with a face that was extremely similar to the person he hated and hated. , pulled Snape out of the emotion that was out of control, and at the same time, a faint warmth came from the right earlobe, permeated through the blood vessels to the heart, and then - directly to the soul, and on the back of the hand, faintly appeared A purple star pattern...

Suppressing the shock at the pattern that suddenly appeared and disappeared quickly, cleared his mind, and endured the pungent smell, Snape turned his head and chatted bluntly with the weak and stuttering Quirrell, while his right hand unconsciously explored The upper earlobe, gently rubbing on the hidden little thing...

Removed his hands from the typewriter, Jack, who had completed the task of writing the manuscript, turned to pick up the materials he asked a friend to get two days ago, leaned back on the back of the chair, picked up the coffee on his right hand, and looked at it. A short and vague description on the paper with only a few lines of writing: Severus.Snape, born on January 1960, 1, the real estate under his name, No. 9 Spider's End Lane, parents - Tobias.Snape, Irene.Snape, had passed away many years ago, and for Severus.Snape's records were blank after his parents passed away.

Putting down the things in his hands, Jack stood up, stretched his waist and walked towards the kitchen. It was already dinner time, and he needed to calm down his stomach that had been protesting for a long time. Move, stroke the earring on the left ear.

That's right, his 'lover' who ran away when he was 'full' had disappeared for 7 days. On the day after getting the information, he went to Spider's End Alley, but strangely, he didn't find the so-called On the 19th, I tried to ask the neighbors, but I got nothing. In that chaotic neighborhood, the residents change quite frequently, and not all people are willing to associate with crime, pollution, and filth every day.

Simply made a piece of pasta, holding a cup of re-brewed coffee, Jack walked to the study where he was working, anyone, looking for it, let him listen to what the guy said, it will be sent back to him automatically, he would rather try it himself Try to work hard, whether it's a companion or a marriage contract partner, this man is the first person he wants to take seriously over the years.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his heart, which made him almost throw away the dinner in his hand, frowning, Jack didn't think there was anything wrong with his heart, but the next second, the feeling of depression and irritability made him feel terrible! !At the same time, the earrings on the earlobe started to heat up, and a faint pattern appeared on the back of his left hand. Just as Jack was staring at the pattern with great interest, waiting for any surprises to happen, soon, the starlight disappeared, and everything went back to normal. Return to calm.

Thinking about returning to the typewriter with dinner, Jack put the food aside, and began to quietly look at the back of his left hand, rubbing it with the fingers of his right hand, and soon, from the back of his hand, a warm current slowly passed through his arms and reached He raised his eyebrows in his heart, and he had a faint idea in his heart, but he needed to confirm some more, put down his hands, and happily ate his dinner. He was looking forward to it, and there was no so-called 'preferential treatment' that that guy left him.

Time passed day by day, and when Halloween came, the weather was getting colder and the morning in London was filled with fog. In the past two months, Jack would visit Spider’s End from time to time. House No. 18 circled around. Although No. 20 was not found, but based on the row spacing and intuition of the house, he believed that the house existed, but it was hidden by some things, so he came here often to find a house ' became Jack's only pleasure besides coding...

On Halloween, open the door and distribute delicious candies to the cute little monsters dressed outside the door. Watching the little monsters leave with a smile, Jack turned and went upstairs to the bedroom, half lying on the bed watching those funny programs on TV , The right hand unconsciously rotates a small knife with a handle that is only about one and a half finger wide, and the length of the handle and body is no more than 3 inches, between the fingers.

The sharp double-sided blade reflected the cold light under the dim light. Suddenly, the sudden irritability and extreme anger made him frown. Seconds later, a person with a faint smell of blood suddenly appeared in his arms.

Instinctively, Jack clasped the stiff and sensitive body in his arms that also reacted quickly, turned over suddenly, pressed his legs against the leg sockets of the person under him, grabbed the person's left wrist with his left hand and pressed it against the head of the bed, and pressed his right elbow against the bedside. On the right shoulder of the man, the sharp knife was aimed at the neck artery covered by some greasy long black hair. While the bitter herbal smell that he had often recalled in the past two months entered his nose, he held the knife in his right hand, Controlling the right wrist of the person below who was trying to move, he squeezed hard on the pale and thin wrist bone, a small black stick slipped from between the slender fingers, rolled along the pillow and under the bed.

Not daring to be careless at all, maintaining the force of suppression, Jack slowly turned the man over, and pressed the two arms wrapped in long black robe sleeves with his left hand on the top of the black-haired man's head, fingers and the man's Fingers crossed, ignoring the temperature from the back of his hands, he exerted all his strength on his legs, pressing down the legs of the man who was completely controlled under him, trying to resist, looking at the pale face engraved deep in his memory, the pair of black eyes After a momentary flash of surprise and anger, it became empty.

Curling the corners of his mouth, he lowered his head and kissed lightly on the tightly pursed thin lips. He was satisfied to see the black eyes showing emotion again, so close that there was almost no distance. Jack was happy. Whispering by the earlobe: "Hey~ dear~ welcome home~"