[HP] Started by accident

At 7:[-], Lucius came to visit on time. After enjoying the dinner carefully prepared by Jack, they moved the cradles of the little ones to the sofa. Hughes smiled, but that smile made the platinum noble a little uncomfortable.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Snape looked at Lucius, who looked comfortable, and narrowed his eyes. Since it was already known, escaping was not an option, and for the nobles, as long as they had relative interests, then there was nothing wrong with it. Guaranteed!

"Tell me why you came, Lucius, I believe the tea in Malfoy Manor is far more mellow than mine!"

Raising his head, Lucius took a glance and finally took his gaze away from him, and turned to look at Snape's Jack, put down his cup, leaned back on the back of the sofa, folded his hands, and tapped his thumbs lightly on each other hit.

"...Severus, I saw your death..."

The body stiffened instantly, and the murderous aura suddenly exuded from Jack sitting beside him made Snape unconsciously grasp the hand that was placed on his knee.

"Lucius, I don't know, when did Malfoy have this ability?"

Stretching his body because of Jack's murderous intent, Lucius looked straight at Snape with a stiff smile on his lips.

"I'm pretty sure the Malfoys don't have any 'special' abilities, but, Severus, I 'see' everything! It took me nearly a year to be sure!"

Snape was surprised by Lucius' emphasis on the word 'see', but seeing the somewhat anxious expression of the platinum aristocrat, the originally tense and apprehensive mood relaxed a little, and he frowned slightly.

"what happened!"

Half-closed his eyes, Lucius looked at the teacup on the table, platinum blonde hair slipped from both sides of his cheeks, covering most of his expression.

"Severus, I can't believe I spent 6 years on one night of sleep last Christmas! 6 years! I look at everything I do since 1992 and see One thing after another happened, watch—the Dark Lord is resurrected! Look at you and me, we prostrate at the feet of that monster!"

He raised his head, his gray-blue eyes were full of anger and uneasiness.

"I watched Narcissa beg you for the dragon, I watched my dragon suffer so much! And you, Severus, I watched you protect the Savior, for your damn 'sunshine' in the Dark Lord Walking between the Order of the Phoenix! Watching you kill Dumbledore! Watching you get pierced by Nagini's fangs! Watching the Savior do it all! And watching myself being imprisoned in Azkaban , and then - lose everything!"

His face was livid, and Snape's body stiffened every time Lucius uttered a word, until Lucius yelled the last word almost crazily. Cold sweat soaked his clothes, and his body was trembling slightly.

Shocked by Lucius' words, no one knew what he had promised Dumbledore!No!Then, what Lucius said is probably true, his friend experienced a strange trip, and for some unknown reason, he 'saw' the future!

The body that had almost lost all consciousness was gently embraced into a warm embrace, without any rejection, Snape took a deep breath, held Jack's hand covering his icy fingertips, straightened his back, and watched calmly slowly recovering Calm nobility.

"...tell everything you 'saw', Lucius..."

After regaining his composure, Lucius took out an old diary from his pocket. Calling it old is already a compliment. The book seemed to be corroded, with large and small holes. On the yellow parchment, there were burnt holes one by one, exuding a faint strange smell. With just one glance, Snape knew what caused all this, that bottle of poison!

"Well, Severus, do you know what happened after I poured that bottle of poison on it? A cloud of black mist made a scream that made people want to go crazy, and the ink, gushing out like blood, came from In those holes! And this, is a 'little thing' that the Dark Lord asked me to keep! And in those I 'saw', this 'little thing' once tried to absorb the life force of the Weasley family's youngest daughter ! And almost succeeded!"

"This makes me sure of everything, of course, there are other things, and this year, Severus, if you don't believe me, you can pay attention to the savior, hehe, he has a skill that can surprise everyone !"

Pupils constricted, Snape stopped looking at the tattered diary, and stared at Lucius who became relaxed again.

"What's the meaning!"

Shrugging, Lucius obviously didn't intend to continue this topic, but started to talk about something else he 'saw', and everything he said moved Snape, if, if this guy said It's all true, so...

Time passed slowly, as if he had finished what he wanted to say, Lucius moved his fingers to make the already cold tea steamy, took a sip, frowned slightly, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to drink, and put His eyes fell on the children who had been sleeping quietly.

"However, Severus, I'm sure that in those things, there were no these two little guys, let alone the man next to you! So, I'm not sure if those 'things' of yours would still happen , Of course, regardless of the present matter or not, originally, I intend to tell you all of this."

Without doubting Lucius' words, Snape believed that even without Jack, he would eventually be informed by the nobles. If those things were true, as a potion master with good fighting ability, his ability, Not to be underestimated!Maybe, you can also add a little friendship...

"Hmm! So, Mr. Malfoy, are you finished?"

Thinking was interrupted by Jack who had been quietly listening to them, and seemed to realize that the man was always by his side. Snape clenched his fists nervously, his eyes fell on the cradle, he could completely feel the anger under Jack's calm surface , in his mind, the anger kept rising.

Gently picked up the little guys who opened their eyes, stuffed one into Snape's arms, watched the people catch the patting subconsciously, slightly hooked the corners of their mouths, and patted the arms gently to close their eyes again The dazed little princess bared her teeth at Lucius, who was staring at him with scrutiny.

"It's amazing, er, experience, of course, I'm not denying your world, Dark Lord? Death Eaters? Order of the Phoenix? God, you have a savior! I'm curious, what you said, a, um , The process of cultivating a hero! Tsk tsk, what a selfless dedication!"

With one hand free, he pulled Snape's chin, leaned over, looked at the pair of black eyes hiding his emotions, Jack licked the corner of his mouth.

"I'm not interested in your black and white, and I also don't care about the life and death of those who have nothing to do with it. Of course, it seems that the savior has a wonderful relationship with you, my dear Sif, and I can ignore all of these. There is only one thing, Malfoy What Mr. said is the reason why you reject me, push me away, and hide me? You don't seem to understand, my Sif!"

The hand that was originally holding Snape back to the slightly pointed chin after drawing a small arc in the air quickly and with delicate movements, so fast that Snape thought that the hand that was pinching his chin The hands never left at all!

'hiss! The inhalation sound from the platinum nobleman made Snape turn his head, and saw that the long golden hair that his friend was so proud of had all been cut off, and it was on the back of the sofa less than half an inch away from his friend's head. On it, tremblingly, there is a long and narrow dagger sticking out. Of course, Jack called that sharp little thing—a flying knife. He learned a few tricks from an old oriental man in four years. one.

"Hehe, of course, this is just a small trick, if I want, Sev, then..."

He didn't continue to speak, seeing Snape's tightly pursed lips, Jack knew what it means to stop.

Looking at the few strands of hair that fell on the ground, Lucius got up calmly and patted the robe.

"It seems that you have some family matters to deal with. So, take your leave. Of course, Severus, you know how to contact me. If you think about it, I think we can have a more detailed conversation!"

When the aristocrat left the gate with enough graceful and smooth steps, Snape got up, put the contented little guy sleeping in his arms into the cradle, watched Jack put their little daughter beside his son, and then drew out his wand, Pointing to the teacup on the table, there was a soundless shattering, the cup exploded with a bang, and then was blocked by Snape's magic circle and scattered on the table.

"This kind of attack, just like you asked me, the kind we have experienced, can you escape? There is no sound, no warning! And this is just the simplest one, those who are ignored by you, yes , wizards, can kill you silently from dozens of yards away! Jack, Raymond! Muggles are different from wizards! You don’t have the right to underestimate magic and do what it can! I can’t let My children are in danger, anything!"

Jack looked at Snape with an empty expression, for a long time, walked over, stroked that pale cheek, and looked into the black eyes without a trace of emotion, inside which was his small reflection.

"...So, when things have developed to this point, after the little guys appeared, you insisted not to tell me everything, let the children follow me, stay away from that world, and then, you can do it for that savior without any worries. Devotion? Becoming a spy, as Malfoy said? Well, a spy! Finally, for what you consider to be an absurd goal, a cornerstone for a hero? Severus. Snape, should I say Are you brave and great?"

With a pale face, Snape looked at Jack, stepped back slightly, turned his head, looked at the most important being in his life in the cradle, and bit the tip of his tongue forcefully. , this man should have taken their children to another place, safe, a place that won't be known by those wizards, and Severus.Snape, no connection at all.

"I thought, Severus, having children would give me a reason to expect you to stay by my side, but now it seems that I was wrong, Severus. Snape, answer seriously Me, without them, on Christmas Eve, you wouldn't show up again?"

Turning his head suddenly, looking at Jack's calm face that made people feel panic, Snape's lips twitched, but he couldn't say a word. He could calmly speak the art of language to anyone, but now, facing Looking at those purple eyes with too many complicated emotions, he didn't have the courage to speak.

Jack looked at Snape silently for a while, then nodded: "Very well, I see...it's getting late, go to bed..."

In a daze, Snape followed behind Jack, watching people carefully put the children beside the bed, watching people enter the bathroom, watching people stuff the pajamas into his hands...

With the steam after bathing, he walked back to the bed. Snape stood there, staring at the man in his pajamas leaning against the bed and reading a book. Before, since he stepped out of the fireplace on Christmas Eve, that strong and warm His body, on the bed, has always held him in his arms without any cover. He has never seen an inch of fabric besides his underwear being stuck to his body by a man.

Not knowing if there was room for him in that bed, Snape just stood there until Jack put down the book, walked over, pulled him to the bed and lay down, silently letting the man cover him with a thin Blanket, eyes closed, before, his clothes would always be gently taken off, and then he would get a kiss. At that time, he seemed to be avoiding.

The light was turned off, and a few seconds later, the bed beside him sank slightly, and his fingers touched the edge of the cotton fabric that Jack had always liked, without being approached, hugged, or kissed.

Throughout the night, Snape listened to Jack gently getting up when the children were just crying, and returning to lie down next to him after the children were quiet, watching from his half-closed eyes pretending to be asleep Under the dim light, the figure was busy with light hands and feet until dawn...

From that day on, for a whole week, Jack didn't say a word of teasing to Snape or something that could arouse his anger or embarrassment. Although he still took good care of him and the children, he didn't have the hugs he had in the past. Or provocative gestures, and at night, there was no gesture of holding Snape in his arms.

Sitting on the sofa, watching Jack type on the typewriter, while the children were sleeping soundly beside him, with a faint milky scent in the air, Snape was silent, watching Jack's fingers moving quickly on the typewriter.

He could still feel the warmth by his side, and he could still see the man dangling in front of his eyes, but Snape began to feel restless, which should be the result he wanted!However, what is this feeling of being lost, like a hole in the heart!

Jack is doing everything he wants this man to do, taking care of the children, loving the children, and when he has to leave in the future, he will protect the children and continue their lives!

At the same time, what Lucius told him made Snape even more irritated. No one would feel relaxed and comfortable after being told his intended ending!He knows everything now!Although that damn platinum peacock must have concealed some, but enough!

That demon will come back, and he will make a promise... wait... Lucius is trying to change!The contact with Muggles, getting Draco close to the Savior, and that diary are proof of that!Then, why did he succumb to those already known trajectories and let himself walk towards death step by step?He now has an important existence that he wants to protect, and a companion...

Looking up, Snape looked at Jack's slightly frowning and thinking face, the sudden relief and small grievances made him clenched his fists, got up silently, picked up the children's cradle, just took two steps, but Being taken over by the outstretched hands at the side, staring at Jack leading the children up the stairs step by step, the little grievances turned into anger...