Stepfather of HP

It made him blush for ten seconds, but the behavior was still unforgivable.

Therefore, for the first time in his life, he lost his temper with his father. He was not the opponent of his father who was famous for his poisonous tongue at Hogwarts, not to mention fighting. The way Harry lost his temper was to fight coldly with his father, without saying a word to him explain.

No matter what, you must let your father know that Harry Potter is very angry, and the consequences will be serious.

But his father was actually busier than he imagined, he went out early and returned late every day, and his cold war plan didn't seem to have any effect on his father.

This made him so angry that he wanted to throw things. The books in his father's bookcase were his father's favorite things. The potions in the medicine cabinet were all brewed by his own hands. The ingredients for potions in the storage room were collected by his own hands. The tea sets in the office It was his Christmas present for his father, and it took him a day in Muggle London to pick out such a set that he liked and his father liked.

The stationery set on the desk was a gift from his mother to his father. After much deliberation, he came up with a sissy pounding on the pillow, and Harry didn't have a single thing he was willing to destroy to vent his anger.

Hissing, "Human beings are so strange." Xiaozhu has been in this English-speaking foreign country for more than a year, and he still can't figure out these strange-looking humans, hissing, "Harry, do you recognize a surname? Zhang's girl?"

"Shut up." He was so annoyed that he didn't have time to chat with the snake.

Hissing, "I heard that she is a traditional oriental beauty, I really want to see her." Xiaozhu started talking to himself.

"boring……"

Hissing, "Actually, it's time for little Harry to find a girlfriend, and the boyfriend is not bad. That fierce man already has a boyfriend." In his office, even his only chat friend, Harry, was rarely seen. Eight times out of ten times when we met, Harry did not chat with him.

Hissing, "What boyfriend?" Harry always knew that his father would occasionally go out for a one-night stand, but he always thought it was with a woman. When he heard that his father had a boyfriend, Harry overturned the five-flavored bottle in his heart. He didn't know what it was like .

Hissing, "It's just a man, he still spent the night here." After Steven came to see Snape, because it was already late, it was not easy for Hogsmeade to find Muggle transportation, Snape They stayed with him for one night, of course, since they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the two of them were just chatting under the quilt.

Spending the night in dad's office?Harry almost spat out a mouthful of blood, he was tossing and turning there, not knowing how to break his father, and someone got there first and succeeded?

He knew his father, and he was the most stubborn about feelings. However, back then, his father only had his mother in his heart, and he had loved him since he was seven or eight years old. If someone walked into his father's heart, he could simply announce that he had lost his love for life.

Harry buried his face in the pillow that he had been beating hard to vent, thinking that he would be suffocated like this.

When Snape returned to the office, he saw his stepson curled up on the black leather sofa, his snow-white feet were set off by the black sofa, his toenails were a healthy pink, and he was wrapped in red and blue checked cotton pajamas. Because of his dense body, his kneecaps are extremely prominent because of his posture, and the shoulder blades are also angled at the back. Holding a black pillow of the same color as the sofa in his hand, he looks cute with his face buried in the pillow.

He sat next to Harry and hugged Harry with the pillow in his arms, "You don't have to suffocate yourself when you're angry with me." He shook Harry like he did when he was a child.

But Harry broke away from him as if he had been stimulated by something, and stood barefoot on the white wool carpet, glaring at him like a kitten that was furled, "I'm not a child anymore."

"Well, yes." Snape nodded, only a child would keep emphasizing this.

"I'm not a little girl, so don't coax me anymore." Although no one dared to call the nickname Harry's little girl in person because of Snape's strong and bloody suppression, it has always existed among the students. There is no way, if Snape If it wasn't for a semester, the students might lose their enthusiasm, but Snape's suppression made the nickname deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Well, you're not a little Harry, you're a man Harry."

One day I want to let you know that I have grown up!Harry knew that the louder he was, the more he would be treated like a child, so he flung his sleeves and ran back to his room to continue sulking, but he didn't expect that his cold war plan would come to an end because of this "quarrel".

Both Ron and Hermione are committed children, but Hermione is always too busy with homework and doesn't have enough time. Ron spends most of the time with Harry.

Harry couldn't hide his unconcealed indignation until the first class of the next day, and Ron thoughtfully asked Harry what happened.

"I'm so sick of being locked up, I don't know why they're so afraid of Peter Pettigrew." Naturally, Harry wouldn't say that his father had a boyfriend, he was jealous, and just picked up another reason for his anger.

"I heard Peter Pettigrew is an Animagus." The gossip among the students was somewhat accurate.

"What? He is also an Animagus?" Animagus is too difficult to practice, and it is very easy to have accidents during the practice. The Ministry of Magic has made strict regulations on this, requiring all Animagus Shapeshifting animals and traits must be registered with the Ministry of Magic's Misuse of Magic Office.But many people didn't register after practicing, and as far as Harry knew, the Godfather was one of them.

I didn't expect Peter Pettigrew to be the same. So, the four of Jiedao back then, apart from Remus who was a werewolf, were they all Animagus?So what is Papa's Animagus?What is Pettigrew's Animagus?

"Who do you say is an Animagus?" Hermione, who was elusive, sat behind them at some point.

"Huh, scaring people will scare people to death, okay, can you say hello in advance before you show up next time." Ron was so scared that he patted himself on the chest.

"I've been there all the time, you didn't see clearly." Hermione glared at him.

This section is Professor McGonagall's transformation class. When Professor McGonagall's avatar cat walked into the classroom, everyone was quiet. McGonagall was very satisfied with the effect he created, transforming from a cat to a human form.

She is the most famous of the seven Animagus registered with the Ministry of Magic in the 20th century.

Before she could open her mouth to say what she was going to learn in this lesson, Harry first raised his hand.

"Mr. Potter." McGonagall nodded.

"Excuse me, what is an Animagus? Is there a spell that can force an Animagus to take human form?"

"Well... well, this class we will talk about Animagus, Mr. Potter, I can only say that even after 20 years, your father and his friends still surprise me .”

McGonagall was already the dean of Gryffindor when the robbery group was at school. The robbery group almost made her gray hair. She didn't expect that after 20 years, she knew these four people. He actually became an Animagus during his school days.

"Animagus is a combination of Latin magus (wizard) and English animal (animal), Animagus (Animagus)." McGonagall conjured up the word with a magic wand on the blackboard.

"It refers to the transformation of a wizard into an animal form through complex spells and persistent practice. What I want to point out is that this transformation is extremely dangerous. Some people have transformed into animal claws but never returned. In the process of returning to human form, the intestines were gutted, and some people were confined in the form of animals all their lives until they forgot that they were human beings. Because of the danger of this transformation, the Ministry of Magic has formulated a number of rules for Animagus practice. Strict standards, unfortunately some people don't like following the law."

If the robbery group of four stood in front of McGonagall now, Professor McGonagall really didn’t know if he would scold them severely and praise them for their outstanding talents. James and Sirius would be fine. Extremely smart and talented in transfiguration, the inconspicuous Pettigrew Peter also practiced successfully, which was beyond McGonagall's expectations. They simply ignored Pettigrew Peter from the beginning. If there were more Pay attention, are some things just not going to happen?

When she found out about this, she had already raged at Sirius Black immediately, but he had graduated for many years. Could it be possible to report him to the Ministry of Magic and send him to Azkaban?

"What is the Animagus form of those who don't obey the law?" Hermione pressed.

McGonagall glanced at Harry's trio, "I only know one of them is a mouse."

"When a wizard is in the form of an Animagus, will he show animal nature? Will he retain his sanity? Or simply animal thinking?" Hermione continued to ask.

"When a wizard is in the form of an Animagus, he will show a certain animal nature. For example, after I become a cat, I like to stay alone in a high place, but my consciousness still exists."

"The Animagus who turned into a mouse, in order to avoid being tracked, has always been in the form of a mouse? Or..." To be able to avoid the net of the wizarding world and the tracking of Sirius, Peter Pettigrew probably has always been in the form of a mouse Surviving, such a person, how much humanity is left?In his character, is the mouse character more or more human character?

"As far as I know, he has been hiding in a certain family in the form of a mouse for ten consecutive years." Professor McGonagall said, "It also makes him more dangerous."

"If we see a mouse, how can we make him appear human?" asked Ron, raising his hand.

"The spell I'm going to teach you today is to deal with this situation—show your true form." Mag left this spell on the blackboard, "This is an advanced spell that is above the seventh grade, and there are not many opportunities to use it in normal times. , but because it is a special situation now, please memorize this spell."

For two whole classes, all the students were practicing this spell, but the success never happened. The cat that Mag transformed into was hit by countless spells, but still maintained the cat form.

Mag returned to her human form before get out of class was over, "I didn't expect you to learn such a complicated spell in two classes, go back and practice more."

Within three days, the entire Hogwarts was in a frenzied practice of showing your true form, and every animal that passed by was stung.

Hermione's Crookshanks was hit at least 20 times, and even Hyde Micro and Little Raindrop were not spared.

66. Mind

The high-level executives are happy with this situation. When the whole world is flying to show your true form, Peter Pettigrew will pay more attention to the actions of Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius Black, who has been in a frantic mode of hunting down enemies since hearing the news about Pettigrew, finally had time to sit down with his godson and have a good talk.

"I heard that you learned to show your real shape?" Sirius Black looked at his godson intently. The older Harry grew, the more he looked like James.

"Well, I just don't know if it will be successful." Harry nodded, looking at Sirius' red eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, forget it, the previous generation's affairs are the previous generation's affairs, and they will solve it by themselves , he only needs to selfishly enjoy the love of his father and Sirius.

"You just have to practice against me, and you will always succeed." Sirius said with a smile, but Harry noticed a slight wrinkle at the corner of his eye.

"Sires, if my mother is dead, no one will testify to you, and everyone will say that you killed my father and mother, will you defend yourself?"

"It depends."

"Ok?"

"If Peter Pettigrew dies, I will go into Azkaban, because I am also responsible. I persuaded James to let Pettigrew Peter be the secret keeper."

This is why Sirius in the dream would willingly stay in Azkaban for 12 years, refusing to defend himself or ask for help?

He was so silent, maybe even Headmaster Dumbledore couldn't be sure that he was innocent. After all, Peter Pettigrew was so inconspicuous, no one thought that the Potters would choose him as a secret keeper.

But why did Sirius escape from prison in the dream?

Harry thought of what McGonagall said about Peter Pettigrew hiding in a certain family as a mouse, and the mouse Scabbers who did not "die of illness" in Ron's house in the dream.

Hasn't Scabbers the mouse lived in the Weasleys' house for ten years?Its "disease and death" was just after his father went to Weasley's house with him as a guest.

So - "The Weasley mouse, Scabbers, is Peter Pettigrew?"

"I only found out recently that that bastard Snape can't even hold a mouse." If Scabbers hadn't escaped, Snape, who was naturally suspicious and selfish, would never have told them that Peter Pettigrew had been caught.

Harry bit his lip. How much did his father hide from him?

Sirius misunderstood the seriousness on his face and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we will catch him, and we will never let him escape this time."

A guardian guardian in the shape of a large dog flew in from the window, opened its mouth and spoke in Lupin's voice: "I found Pettigrew. Pot, you guard Harry. Snape and I will catch him."

Sirius jumped up, and sat down again when he saw Harry sitting alone in the library.

"I'll go with you." Harry stood up.

"You are indeed the son of James and Lily." Sirius patted Harry's head, "With me here, no one can hurt you."

When he and Harry rushed to the scene, they saw Remus holding the Marauder's Map, and Snape was throwing some kind of potion around.

"He's near here." It was clearly marked on the Marauder's map.However, there are many secret passages in the castle. There are only abandoned or infrequently used sewers and cracks formed at some time. Now they almost overlap with Peter Pettigrew on the map, but he is completely invisible shadow.

After sprinkling the potion, Snape took out a piece of cheese from his pocket and placed it in the middle of the corridor.

"He's not a real mouse, he won't come out and eat your cheese." Sirius said sarcastically.

"So what you call looking at Harry is to drag him to take risks with you." Snape sneered back coldly, "He will definitely come out if he smells my food-attractant." Going into the trap to catch Pettigrew. Peter thought for a long time, and finally thought of the food-attractant that Muggles would put in pet food, and improved the food-attracting potion after research.

"But it's not the only mouse in the castle." Harry walked quietly to his father.

Sure enough, one, two, three, four... The mice began to run towards them from all directions. Perhaps the magic power of the attractant was too strong, and they were not even afraid of the four wizards standing here.

Screams began to be heard from all over the castle. The little wizards were frightened by these crazy mice. They formed a group of two, one group faced east, and the other group faced west. Casting a spell: "Total petrification!"

The rats started to freeze in piles of petrification, but more and more rats rushed over. After throwing off No. 20 petrifications, Snape finally cursed "shit!" The loose food attractant and the cheese soaked in the food attractant all disappeared.

In a corner they didn't see, a mouse with a missing toe forced its paw into a tiny crack in the brick, using pain to resist the temptation of its animal instinct.

His eyes were fixed on the four people standing side by side. The older Harry grew, the more he looked like James. No matter what the situation, Sirius Black was the most handsome and dazzling one, and Remus Lupine was still Peaceful and handsome, the years have given the werewolf a calm and gentle temperament, while the snotling who was humiliated by them in the past exudes a different kind of brilliance like a carefully polished gem.

Only him...Only him hiding in the gutter, hiding in the cage, hiding in the dark corner...

Uncontrollable hatred filled his whole body again.

Why, why is each of them so dazzling?Why isn't he the one with tall stature and handsome looks?He is obviously equally smart and excellent, why no one can see him?

Now they are all still amazed by what he did, they were looking for him, he Pettigrew. Peter finally got the attention he wanted, and the most enjoyable moment of his life was when Sirius Black pointed at him and asked, "Why? ?"when.

Such a proud man like Sirius actually has such embarrassing moments. It is really worthwhile for him to join the Death Eaters and betray James and Lily.

When the smell of the attractant dissipated and the mice left one after another, he heaved a sigh of relief, pulled out his paw, and ran away without looking back.

When they said they needed a small animal to press the knots on the Whomping Willow, did they ever think that they would bring them so much trouble by becoming an unremarkable dirty mouse?

Sirius has been dreaming a lot lately, dreaming about the events of their youth. At that time, they were high-spirited and fearless. They stood up for people from other houses to trouble the Slytherins. At that time, he was simple-minded and only passionate. James is deeply in love and often does some stupid things, Remus is gentle and silent holding books all day long, Pettigrew... Sirius always forces himself to wake up when he thinks of Pettigrew.

He opened his eyes and looked at Remus who was sleeping on the bed next to him. It was already autumn, and the Hogwarts Castle in the middle of the mountain was bleak and cold. Remus was wearing a dark red coral fleece pajamas, with the quilt It was tightly covered, with only the head sticking out.

There was no shortage of vacant rooms at Hogwarts, and he, a member of the Order of the Phoenix who came to help, would naturally have a place to live, but when Dumbledore wanted to arrange a room for him, he directly said that he would live with Remus.

Turning a chair into a simple bed and getting a brand new bedding set, he settled down in Remus' room.

There are only the two of them left in the foursome...

But in this room, the two of them were silent most of the time. When they were students, the two of them were in the next bed, and they often chatted until midnight, but when they returned to Hogwarts, the distance between the two of them It's closer than when I was studying, but I have nothing to say.

Remus was avoiding him. He didn't return to his room until midnight. When he got back to his room, he put on his clothes and went to the bathroom. He went back to the bedroom in pajamas wrapped like a monk's. He snored in bed and fell into a deep sleep.

As if by a strange coincidence, he got out of bed and sat on the edge of Remus's bed. Remus's brows were tightly frowned while he was asleep, his chestnut hair was a little withered and yellow, because he had to experience the torment of turning into a wolf every month. Always pale and unhealthy looking, he looked thinner than the last time the two met.

He stroked Remus' dry and chapped lips with his fingers, and pity was about to overflow in his eyes. He didn't know when this werewolf walked into his heart, occupied his heart completely, and there was nothing else. Space can put others down.

Remus cooed in his sleep and turned over, Sirius withdrew his hand and went back to his bed.

He often had another dream recently. In the dream, he pressed Remus on the bed regardless of Remus' resistance, and kissed the lips that ravaged Remus vigorously. After Remus struggled a few times, he fell silent, This quietness encouraged him in the dream...

After waking up, Sirius looked at little Sirius who had set up a tent under the blanket with a wry smile, but the bed that Remus should have been on was now empty, and the sheets were neatly laid out, as if no one had ever lived in that bed.

If the things in the dream were true, Remus would have given himself a killing curse long ago. No matter how gentle a werewolf looks, it is not easy to provoke a stubborn temper. Back then, Moody confronted him in the Order of the Phoenix. The werewolf spoke poorly, and Remus ran away in anger. If James and Lily hadn't died, Remus probably wouldn't have come back.

Over the years, he has been refusing his own help, even if he was fired again and again by those unscrupulous bosses, no matter how tight the economy is, he would not accept his funding.

Speaking of him, he would like to thank Snape... If he hadn't hired Remus, Remus might not be what he is now.

As for Snape, not only was he unable to say his thanks, he also couldn't say his sorry that he owed for 20 years.

Looking back, when I was young, the band of robbers did some things too wrong, and it couldn't be covered up by a young and frivolous sentence.

In the Hogwarts cellar, Harry was also struggling on the bed, and his father was asleep in the next room, but he couldn't ask whether he really had a boyfriend or not.

He was afraid that the answer would not be the one he wanted to hear.

Throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed, Harry walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The warm water washed over his body, the faint scent of medicine and the smell of his father, and Harry touched his own with trembling hands...

The water washed away all the evidence. Harry dried himself off, put on his pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. His father was already grading homework in the office.

"Good morning." Harry said as naturally as he could, he didn't want his father to know that he had just reached □ within two meters of him saying his name.

"Morning." Snape looked up at his son, "dry your hair." With a wave of his hand, a dry towel flew out of the bathroom cabinet and onto Harry's head.

Harry wrapped his head in a towel and dried his dripping hair, "I want to participate in a Quidditch match."

"No." Snape directly vetoed it. He remembered what happened when Harry participated in the Quidditch match in the third year in his last life.

"Professor McGonagall said that the guardian's signature is not required to join the Quidditch team." When Harry mentioned Quidditch, he knew that his father would not agree, and he would do it to announce to his father that he had grown up.

"No."

"I'm starting to participate in the team training this afternoon." Harry's tone was just informing rather than asking.

"If you don't listen to me, go back to your lion's den!" Snape, who was so resisted by his son for the first time in his life, was furious. He didn't know that he would get used to this kind of anger in the future.

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Harry has officially entered the period of youth rebellion.

67. Quidditch

Snape told Harry to roll off, and Harry did roll off with his schoolbag in his arms, back in his own bed in Gryffindor Tower.

Harry really likes Quidditch, which is different from his fondness for football when he was a child. Football is just a hobby, but Quidditch makes Harry feel like he has found himself.

Flying through the sky on a broomstick, chasing the Snitch, he is no longer Professor Snape's stepson, the son of Gryffindor's former Quidditch captain, he is himself.

Whether the people around him cheer for him or scold him for his failure, it all depends on his performance and nothing else.

Returning to the Quidditch team is not only because of these reasons, but also because he doesn't want to be the good son who tried his best to please his stepfather. The little boy in the robe.

Only in this way will the father face up to his own existence, and there will be a glimmer of hope for his hopeless feelings.

The players of the Gryffindor Quidditch team are extremely excited about his return, especially the captain Wood, who will graduate next semester, and this year is the last chance to win the Quidditch Academy Cup, isn't Ginny Well, it's still a little worse than Harry's.

Ginny was even relieved when she handed over the position of Chief Seeker, always blushing when she looked at Harry.

Maybe it's because there are dementors around, this year's late autumn came earlier, the weather was colder, and it rained even more than last year. When I stepped on the grass in the morning training, I could even step on ice.

There was an extra cheerleading squad during Harry's Quidditch training, and Sirius Black appeared in the stands regardless of the weather, cheering Harry up, but Snape never showed up, and he was covered in cold air during Potions class. The little animals trembled all over.

If someone mentions Quidditch in the corridor, they will immediately feel the murderous and invisible knife from the head of Slytherin fifty yards away.

Harry held on this time. He didn't cry because of his father's cold treatment like he did in the first grade, but chose to face him with a more indifferent attitude. Speaking of which, he is also the son of James Potter and Lily Potter, Stubborn as much as Snape.

The match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff came on a stormy day, and someone pointed out to Harry Hufflepuff's captain, Diggory, a handsome brown-haired boy who looked better than him. Harry wasn't too tall, but he was tall and strong like an adult. Seekers were generally lighter and more flexible. Digory's body had a unique advantage in strong winds, at least he wouldn't be controlled by strong winds. Can't hold the broom.

Although Harry had participated in many Quidditch matches, he was still nervous about this game. He simply drank some pumpkin juice, but couldn't eat toast.

The other members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team also arrived. Wood was as nervous as Harry and couldn't eat, but the twins ate a lot heartlessly.

"It's okay, such a little rain is not a big deal." Angelina said.

But the truth is that it is not just a little rain.

Quidditch is the first sport at Hogwarts. Although it was raining outside and the team flag was blowing fiercely in the cold wind, it still failed to keep the students in the castle.

Their robes were blown up, and the umbrellas were useless. They had to wrap their scarves tightly and walk forward in the wind and rain with their heads down.

The situation is even more serious for the Quidditch players who play high in the air. They have to devote half of their energy to controlling the broom so as not to be blown away by strong winds.

After playing for 5 minutes, Harry was drenched and completely frozen. His hand holding the broom was red and numb. He stared hard to look for the Snitch in the wind and rain.

The cheers of the audience were blocked by the sound of rain. He subconsciously looked for his father, but the seat where his father usually sat was of course empty. He vaguely saw Sirius waving his arms and watching, and the person sitting next to him seemed to be Lime. s.

It was getting dark, and Harry didn't even know what the score was, and when he saw Wood gesturing for them to come down, he flew down from the sky.

"What's the score?" Harry wiped his face.

"We're leading by fifty points," Wood said, "but we've got to get the game over quickly before it gets dark."

"Yeah." Harry nodded, he believed that Hufflepuff thought so too, it was too difficult to compete in this kind of weather.

After returning to the game, Harry saw that Digory was looking for the Snitch more intently than before.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the dark auditorium. Harry saw his father in black robes standing in the lower corner of the field, and his heart tightened suddenly...

At this moment, a corner of the stands suddenly fell silent, and the originally lively cheers disappeared, and Harry felt a bone-chilling coldness... It was different from the coldness of the weather, this time the coldness seemed to come from his body. The coldness radiating from the body...

A silver doe flew beside him, enveloping him in its warm silver body, and Harry was jolted, much better than before.

A silver phoenix rushed to the sky, broke through the haze, and spread to the entire stadium, everyone was shocked.

Snape and Dumbledore looked at each other from a distance, and nodded slightly at each other.

There was a cheer from the Hufflepuff stands, and Harry saw Diggory holding the Snitch aloft.

Gryffindor had lost, Harry's first real loss on the Quidditch pitch, and he looked down at where his father had been, but it was empty.

Remus Lupine mail-ordered a Sinkpunk as a teaching tool, and it arrived today. He can no longer stay in his room because of business, monitoring the Marauder's Map, etc. After the Quidditch match, he will Back to the castle with his head bowed against the wind and rain, he knew Sirius was walking in front of him, but deliberately slowed down.

When he returned to the room, Sirius had opened the mail-order package, bent over to look at Sinkpunk in the glass case, Sinkpunk looked harmless, with only one leg that seemed to be made of smoke, but A nightmare for anyone traveling in swamps.

"This little thing, huh? When I was tracking Pettigrew Pod, I went to the swamp once, and almost fell for his tricks, and was lured into the swamp by his light." Sirius knocked on the glass box.

"Anyway, it's good for the children to learn more, and I'll tell them your story." Remus laughed, but what happened next made him unable to laugh.

Sirius took off his robe in front of him, revealing the same upper body wrapped in a soaked white shirt and woolen black trousers that were already soaked.

"It's really cold, I don't remember when we played Quidditch, we never encountered such bad weather... Well... That freezing rain was quite strong." Through the chest.

"I...I...I'm going to see Harry...he lost..." Remus stammered, he looked away, and turned to leave the suddenly hot room.

Just as he was about to open the door, a strong arm pushed him down on the door, turning him over forcefully, "You have feelings for me too, don't you?" Sirius trapped him between himself and the wooden door middle.

"I..." Remus closed his eyes.

With his free hand, Sirius stroked Remus's hair that was stuck to his forehead from the rain to one side, revealing his smooth forehead. Remus' lips trembled, and his pale cheeks became pale from the cold. Red enough to bleed.

"Push me away if you don't like it?" If it wasn't for worrying about gains and losses and caring too much about Remus, no matter how clever the werewolf was, he couldn't hide his thoughts from Sirius, who had read thousands of sails and experienced in love. Sirius scolded himself until now Only then did he realize that Remus wasn't indifferent to him either.

Remus put his hands on Sirius' chest and pushed hard, "Let me go."

Saying how dare you push him away, Sirius pulled Remus back, "You didn't fall asleep at all that night, did you? Why did you avoid me? Am I that unbearable?"

"Sirius, don't be like this, you deserve better..." Remus tried to persuade his impulsive friend.

"What's better? I come from a family full of scandals, and I've made a mess of emotional statements. If you look down on me, just say it."

"I... Sirius, calm down! It's better for us to be friends!" Don't end up not even being friends. Some shortcomings can be tolerated as a friend, but not as a lover. This is very important to each other. Same.

"Fuck your friend, I don't want to kiss my friend and strip him and fuck him until he's passed out." Sirius said so, and he did it, kissing Remus' lips hard, with all his might The techniques he knew knocked out the obvious jerky werewolf kiss, carried it on his shoulders, and threw him onto the bed.

Harry walked around outside Snape's office with some hesitation, every snake on the head of Medusa who was guarding the door laughed at his timidity.

Just when he decided to leave, the door was opened from the inside, and Snape looked at him coldly with a straight face.

"Father……"

"Come in," Snape said coldly.

Harry's soaked shoes stepped on the white wool carpet, leaving black footprints one after another. Snape frowned and glanced, "Go and change."

"Yes, Father." Harry rushed back to his room, and chose pajamas between pajamas and school uniforms, but he did not choose warm coral fleece, but chose pure cotton, between cotton bed shoes and ordinary slippers I chose plain slippers. .

When he went out, the fire was already lit in the fireplace, and his father was sitting on the sofa by the fireplace reading a newspaper, white wool