happy life?strange

Abraxas and Rossini didn't step forward, they just watched Voldmort's abnormal anxiety and sudden forceful kiss to the young man.Too much uneasiness, too strong affirmation, like wanting to be guaranteed every minute and every second, to ensure that the people around me can live and accompany me by my side.This kind of emotion is so strong that it explodes like gunpowder. That young man is like the thin and fragile rope that maintains Voldmort's sanity and madness in the wind. On a certain day, if the young man is taken away from this world, then All of Voldmort's former sanity and warm feelings would go with him, destroyed forever with the man's departure.Well, now, as Voldmort's friend, all I can do is hope that the pale and fragile young man who looks like a drop of water in the wind can stay by Voldmort's side longer and longer, accompany him, walk down, and hold his hand. Hands, watching all the flowers bloom and fall, the snow is flying and the snow is melting, and walk slowly.

Although Severus knew that there were people watching around him, although he felt embarrassed and uncomfortable, the strong uneasiness in Voldmort's eyes, the anxiety like a small animal who was afraid of being abandoned, the kind that seemed to see a complete The desperation and despair in his eyes made him gently hug Voldmort back, hugging this person who was taller than him and stronger than him, hugging this person who had gone to great lengths to tie him to death beside him, let him Voldmort's aggressive movements and the strong confinement hoops hurt his body and he tried not to tremble, allowing Voldmort's long kiss to make his heart ache as if he was about to suffocate.Severus is distressed, really distressed and distressed for Vidi, such a strong person, such a person who is so radiant in himself, shouldn't squander all his feelings on him, shouldn't Keep all your hopes on him alone, you shouldn't just look at him and isolate everything in the world.He felt sorry for Voldmort's little Viddy who had never grown up in the deepest part of his body, and felt sorry for his unchanging restlessness and dark closure.

"Severus, are you alright?" Voldmort, who finally recovered from the panic of the illusion, realized that he had exerted too much force, and Severus' face was even paler, and even his lips were about to lose their color and turned pale. Finally let go of his hand quickly.

"It's okay." Severus took Voldmort's hand instead, looked at him seriously, and whispered, "Viddie, I'm here. I'm here."

--As long as I am still alive, I will always be by your side, always, always...until...

"Yes, you are by my side. Severus, promise me that you will never leave me." Voldmort also focused on the young man's pale and thin face, as if, as if what Severus said would become Reality will truly become a future scene, as if, he will never leave himself and stay within his reach forever.

"I won't leave you." Tightly holding Voldmort's hand, seeing Voldmort still showing uneasiness like the autistic child back then, Severus smiled faintly, "I will always be here, Stand by your side, Viddy."

---Vidi, I will try my best to live, I only hope that my words will not become empty talk in the end.

Abraxas and Rossini stepped forward, and tried their best to create an atmosphere that should have been there on this occasion that was supposed to be joyous and noisy but suddenly sad and anxious. "Voldy, congratulations, then, what should we call Mr. Snape? By the way, it should be Mr. Voldmort now."

"Abraxas Malfoy, nice to meet you, honorable sir." Abraxas bowed gracefully.

"Rossini Zabini, nice to meet you, Mr. Voldmort."

"Ah" Severus was only fully aware of the change of his surname at this time. He was not used to it, very not used to it, and had a subtle and strange feeling that he was married. He frowned and looked at him, still unwilling to let go Voldmort opened his hand. Instead, Voldmort directly wrapped him in his arms, and his thin and emaciated body was completely embraced by Voldmort.Seeing Voldmort tenderly treating Severus, who was as pale as a thin sheet of white paper in his arms, and still looked like a boy, the uneasiness in Abraxas and Rossini's hearts became more and more intense. They always felt that this faint A person as quiet as a waveless lake will suddenly turn into dust in Voldmort's arms one day, no matter how much you search and how much grief you can't restore his breath and existence.However, the education and etiquette of the nobles still allowed them to maintain a perfect smile, and it seemed that they were wholeheartedly happy for the combination of the two.

"My friends, Abraxas Malfoy and Rossini Zabini. Friends who have been together since school." Voldmort simply introduced his friend and subordinate to the cramped Severus.

"Zabini?" Severus suddenly thought of the long time ago, as if he had heard this name at a certain point in time, this name made him feel a little dazed now, kind of brought him back to a certain place The feeling of being willing to recall the scene. Voldmort keenly noticed his strangeness, and immediately changed the subject.

"Sev, I want to take you somewhere."

"Hmm? Hmm." The young man nodded.

"Voldy, what about us?" Hearing Voldmort's words, the two nobles became restless. For the important matter of Voldmort's marriage, although they did not tell others.But the two of them were still deciding to hold a small and exquisite banquet at Malfoy Manor, the venue banquet was already prepared, and even the bedrooms for Voldmort and Severus were arranged properly, without any flaws.Although after seeing Severus' appearance, he found that many arrangements needed to be revised, but how could he not even have a banquet?

"Voldy, your marriage is a major event. At least hold a small banquet." Seeing Abraxas' fleeting expression of disappointment, Rossini jumped out.

"Sev, do you want a banquet?" Ignoring the two shining nobles in front of him, Voldmort directly lowered his head and asked the young man in his arms.

Shaking his head, Severus didn't want any banquet at all, he didn't want the British wizarding community to know the fact that he and Voldmort were married, he didn't even want the British wizards to know his existence at all.What the British magic world brought him was not the memories that could make him smile, but the past that he wanted to avoid and forget as much as possible. What he brought him was only a thin and unhealthy body that was forced to grow up.

"Severus, I promise to return to the United States within two days. We won't stay in England for a few days." Voldmort knew that even if Severus was tolerant and satisfied with the free and unfettered life now, he would not be ashamed of the past injuries. It is not so easy to completely forget the absolute calmness, especially when returning here.

"Abu, Rossini, you can handle the banquet by yourself. We don't need your bright light bulbs to be an eyesore. Let Abu handle the affairs of these two days first, don't be lazy, understand?" Voldmort rubbed his chin, "Yes Now, what about your congratulations?"

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Abraxas kept staring at the figure that seemed to disappear at any time, without saying anything.

"Abu, what should we do? His body..."

Abraxas shook his head, "If even Voldy can't help, what can we do?"

---Yes, if even Voldmort's ability and madness can't save Severus' life, what can we do?

Severus couldn't believe what he saw.Originally, in his imagination, the house in Spider's End Lane, which lost its owner and care, should be dilapidated to the point of collapse. It should be overgrown with weeds, the windows should be knocked down, and all the memories and joys of the past should be gone like running water. Down to the empty and deserted present.

But now, in front of him, the green lawn is neatly groomed, and the white swing is as quiet as if a child was pushing his younger brother to play just a moment ago.The windows are bright, the paths are neat and clean, and even the green mailbox at the gate of the yard is stuffed with the day's newspapers and mail.

"Go in, here, I have been waiting for you for more than ten years." Voldmort took Severus' hand, and walked into the house in Spider's End Lane that carried the memories of the two of them.

The door opened lightly, as if it had been inhabited all along. Although he thought that the memory of the past was blurred, but when he saw the living room, Severus found that even if he closed his eyes, he could put the furniture back then where it should be. place.Those furniture, those furnishings, are actually in perfect agreement with the memory, it seems that those ten years are just an illusion, he is still standing in this room, and the little Vidi is sitting on the chair obediently, the next moment will smile at him.

He felt a burst of sourness in his heart that was almost overflowing.All of this should be just an illusion, but the person around him doesn't know how to keep the long-term memories forcibly. As a figure in the upper class of the magic world, he can completely abandon this humble house and give up. Get rid of this memory, or even, the best choice, forget your own existence.

"I remember very clearly that five steps up from here is the door. Your footsteps are always soft, as if you are afraid of disturbing others, but jumping like a deer with a trace of optimism. I can hear the footsteps of many people. When you reach the door, you will open the door on the count of five, you will call my name on the count of six, and you will come to me on the count of ten Hug me. Sev" Voldmort hugged the thin young man into his arms, with emotion and nostalgia in his tone. "Sev, the sound of your footsteps scares me now, it's too light, so light that I can't catch it or detect it."

"Sev, I will never leave you again. I regret it, regret it like a piercing heart, regret that I left back then, regret not being by your side when you needed it most, regret not being able to protect you .And then, you don't need me anymore."

"When I can't find you everywhere, I can only hide here to find your breath, to find the memories that belong to you and me. I hide here and become a little child, touching everything around me, and stretching out my hands to look forward to Your hug at the next moment. Sometimes, I will have the illusion that I am just having a nightmare, and you are still by my side. Sometimes, I even want to exchange everything I have for you. Even if I can’t see Even if you are a waste without speaking, you are much happier than living in a world without you."

Many, many times, a little child stays in an empty room, everything around is stained with someone's breath, every step is hurt, every step can step on the memories of the past.How many times, I closed my eyes, stretched out my immature hands, stretched out, stretched out firmly, until... I was powerless and helpless; how many times, I quietly closed my eyes and sat in the terrifyingly quiet living room, listening intently , listening to the sound outside the door, listening, waiting all night, but there was no familiar footsteps outside the door.The familiar touch finally failed to appear again, and the familiar care finally failed to be possessed again.The little child hugged his knees, he was just Viddy, a helpless child who had lost the only thing he loved and lost the most precious thing.Even if he becomes the pinnacle of the magic world again after dawn, even if he is powerful and rational and cold during the day, in the lonely night, he just wants to hold someone's hand, just want to fall asleep with the familiar warmth.

He hugged the thin young man, and the person in his arms was so light that it made people flustered as if Voldmort's hands were useless. Voldmort whispered, as if asking for a promise or pleading.

"Sev, don't leave me."

The young man in his arms just raised his head, and kissed Voldmort with cool lips.

--Sev, when I finally get you completely, don't, leave me.

--Don't leave me, don't leave me alone.

--Don't let my hand touch your breath again.