When the savior is no longer the savior

The day finally came when Harry insisted on going to St. Mungo's himself.I think he didn't want me to see his weakness, and he didn't want me to wake up and wait for my child to die just one door away.

He has always been the gentleness that has never been expressed in his mouth.

I think we have the same heart for each other, just like he would rather face it alone than wait outside for me, just like I would rather choose a more tormented distance than a distance that can be directly touched for him .

I agreed to his request, and I couldn't refuse such tenderness.Even if I will definitely regret it...

I just didn't expect that the regret would come so violently.

Almost after Harry left, I fell into a state of uncontrollable anxiety.At first I was able to distract myself with potions, but after an hour, I started making mistakes and finally blew up the cauldron... I was almost at a loss.

I can't stop thinking about the roads he's been through, what he's been through, and I'm starting to think my decision to stay is absurd and ridiculous, and I think I should go to St Mungo's right away and find him, I can't leave him alone - lonely —take on these, I—

...But it was me who made him have to bear this.

I don't know how I got through this whole day, but when I saw him again - when I got the news from Draco and actually saw him - I felt a sense of relief inside.

I took him back to Spinner's End, he hesitated and said he wanted to keep the child, and I agreed without hesitation.

He opened his eyes wide all of a sudden, looking very surprised, did he think my attitude changed too quickly?I think I just suddenly understood that no matter how much danger there is, no matter how afraid of losing, I can't force him to make such a cruel choice: Voldemort or the child, there is only one.

As for what if it was really unlucky... I remember him saying in a casual chat that in his last life, Potter stood in the way of him and Lily?

How could I lose to a deer?

Harry was seen by Skeeter on his way to St. Mungo's.It didn't matter, although it caused a little commotion-but it really didn't matter, even when we first got together, he and I were already prepared for this.

What caught my attention more was actually Lucius' invitation.As my friend, a successful Slytherin, I think he has touched the truth of the matter through those ridiculous words in the Daily Prophet.

As I expected, he invited me to persuade me to join Voldemort's side.Lucius' choice is not surprising. He is the owner of Malfoy Manor and an ambitious man. As long as there is an opportunity to strengthen Malfoy, he will definitely not let it go...he can only choose Voldemort.

But I'm afraid...his choice was wrong.

The dialogue between Slytherins doesn't need to be too straightforward. I mentioned some veiledly, and he thought about it, but he didn't care too much.Malfoy never lacked confidence.

At the end of the conversation, we can say that we broke up on bad terms.At the moment when I walked out of Malfoy Manor, I was a little sad. I think from this moment, my friend and I took different paths.Maybe we will gradually drift away, or maybe we will meet each other in battle.

But I don't regret it.Even if that road was once an inseparable pursuit in my youth.

I just have something more important.

Many, many things are more important.

Harry is missing!

I was still hosting the Triwizard Tournament when I got this news.The unease that had been vaguely all day exploded at this moment. I followed Potter back to Potter Manor and learned what happened from Draco.

Bloody Merlin!I don't know if I should curse myself or that brat, why can't he think more about the child in his stomach?Why can't he think a little more about himself! ?

But it's pointless to think about it now... yes, pointless.I think I should go... yes, I'm going to Voldemort, I have to.This is my best chance to fulfill my promise.

But Potter rushed to stop me, and I didn't bother with him, and I didn't give each other any room anymore—if it wasn't for Harry, wouldn't I have spent even a second for him?

But this time, things turned around again.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds - Harry's there!

Ecstasy and fear rushed into my heart at the same time, and I had no strength to differentiate them. I only knew that when I woke up again, I was already standing beside the child, holding his cold hand firmly.

Then someone asked me if I wanted kids or magic.

I almost laughed out of place when I heard this choice.

Children or magic?How could these wizards, who knew the pain of the Squib, ask me that?How dare they—how dare?

I made a decision without hesitation, there is no need to hesitate at all, I am only glad that I made this decision, if the pain can be transferred, I hope I am the one who bears all, even if the pain will be caused by it. Magnify several times, dozens of times, or even countless times.

The treatment went well.An hour later, Harry woke up.

He looks the same as ever.

He just told me to separate at the end.

Let's part.

I don't know how I reacted when I heard this sentence.I only know that every time since then, as long as I think of this sentence, my fingers will tremble uncontrollably.

I can't take it.

I can't afford a world without him.

It is he who makes my world from barren and bleak to vibrant, and if he really leaves me one day...

I'm afraid that my world, even ashes, can't be left.

Since then, I haven't seen him very often, and the situation has become more and more dangerous.But I know everything that happened to him, the day after he woke up the magic rioted, he secretly went to see the child placed in the box...

Then we chose a tombstone for the child and buried him together.

I think that's the only thing we can do with that innocent life.

He left shortly after the burial, and I received a letter from Dora?Augustus, she told me...my child is not dead! ?

What is she rambling about?If it's really nonsense - I swear, I'll make her regret it!

Thanks Merlin...it's not a hoax, my boy, my boy and Harry's are fine...he's fine...

I quickly calmed down from the excitement, or pretended to be calm.It's not too difficult, and I've always been good at it.

I quickly reached an agreement with Dora, the position of the child's godmother, no matter what her original intention is, I am very grateful to her.

So now, there is only one thing left, and everything can go back to the way it was before.

Those quiet, peaceful lives...

Lord Voldemort.

As long as Voldemort no longer exists.

All the undercurrents are concealed under the calm appearance.

Voldemort's actions became more and more frequent. He started from the Ministry of Magic, and with the help of the old family, he quickly gathered a group of useful forces. These forces repelled dissidents, strengthened themselves, and did many illegal things.

To be honest, I didn't pay much attention to these things.My task is to boil potions, the research on the potion subject I mentioned to Dumbledore, the potion of "All wishes come true".

Things are going pretty well, whether it's my research or their arrangement.

But Harry... As long as I think of those dangerous missions that Harry has undertaken, I start to feel restless. Every time I desperately hope to stay by his side, and even ask Dumbledore to arrange it after getting the news I'm with him... I don't know how long this is going to last, I just hope it's not too long, not too long.

I don't want every meeting between us to be accompanied by a spelled green light or a ridiculous potion...like an Animagus potion?I don't know why he thinks I won't recognize him as a cat, but if that's the only way he wants to see me...it's all he wants.

I think maybe I can configure a bottle of potion that turns into a bat, at least he will not be able to recognize it, after all, cats are animals that have different coat colors.

Danger always surrounds him.

When I was next door and heard the mission that Dumbledore gave Harry, I just wanted to shoot an Avatar at Dumbledore, how could he give such a dangerous mission to a student, to-ha profit?

yes harry.

Dumbledore was right, I was so excited not because he left the danger to the students, but because he left the danger to Harry.

I can't stand it.

But Harry...

Maybe it's like what he said, if I can't understand what Harry is fighting for, if I really stop him, I will go further and further away from him.

Isn't that why I never stopped him?

I already knew all this, and I had no choice but to accept it.

I can't understand the noble sentiments of Dumbledore and Harry, Harry said that I did my best to protect the students at the end last time... If it was really me, I was not protecting the students.

I'm just protecting my word.Or Hogwarts, my home.

I'm not one of those great people, but I'm at least a man.

If the people I care about would rather die for those things...then I guess I have no choice but to fight with them.

I am willing.

Everyone is working hard.

Combat is restrained within a small area.Not only us, but even the Death Eaters have consciously refrained from calling things righteous. Is it because Voldemort has not fully mastered the wizarding world, or is it because Voldemort has changed?

It doesn't matter because the two have been completely opposed.

After the Ministry thing, Harry finally came back to me, and I hugged him, and I could hardly let go.But it's not over, things are far from over.We must work on it, because we will not find true peace until it is truly over.

That's probably why Voldemort was bound to fail, he destroyed something dear to many.And those people, many, many, everyone, would rather sacrifice everything for what they truly value.

The battle ended on a rainy night.

In those last moments, there were members of the Order of the Phoenix and Death Eaters who fell; in those last moments, countless spells shone in the dark night sky, like a grand sonata; For a moment, silver-blue lightning pierced the sky and pierced the darkness.

We finally won.

When cheers came from the windows on the second floor, and when Dumbledore appeared in the courtyard, all the Death Eaters who were still fighting scattered away.

Next, treat the wounded, appease the masses, and collect evidence... I didn't take part in all the actions, I just looked around for Harry, I didn't see him——I didn't expect that at the last moment, he would return to the spider tail lane!

Can I guess that he has made a choice that really matters?

But in the end we didn't talk much, unlike the cold war of the previous few days, we were just too tired, followed by a sense of relaxation that quickly fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't see him when I woke up the next day.I don't deny that I was a little disappointed, but this mood didn't last long, and soon I saw that kid appearing in front of my door with a group of reporters and knocking on the door——

Damn, what does he want to do?

I opened the door, and as soon as I made a sound, I saw——

He knelt down on one knee, held a bouquet, smiled at me, or laughed, and asked me, would you like to be my partner?severus.

Do you want to?

—Will I?

I didn't answer, it wasn't anything else, it was just this...unexpected...it was like my childhood dream...

Those pure white dreams hidden deep in memory have only light and warmth.

It was my deepest secret and longing for many, many nights when I was young.

Angels have embraced me.

"I would love to be a partner with whoever is in front of me."

"Whether you are happy or poor, rich or poor, good or bad, healthy or sick."

"I respect him, care about him, help him, love him with all my heart, and be loyal to him all my life."

"What about you, Severus Snape?"

—I would.

--I love him.

—for eternity.

The author has something to say: ——TheEnd——

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As mentioned above, in my opinion of the original book, Severus Snape only loved Lily in his life, and the final ending was the best ending for him.

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Severus?Snape and Severus?Snape met.

You read that right, they met - no, of course it wasn't a sex split, it was just two people - yes, two different people.

Severus? Snape, a half-blood wizard, has a timid wizard mother and a rough Muggle father.Tortured by poverty and domestic violence in his childhood, he was obsessed with Lily and chased power in his youth.But Lily turned to the arms of others, and the only power she could rely on was the ultimate murderer who destroyed his emotional sustenance...

He has no choice.He fell down alone in a dark and dirty house, at the age of 37.

Severus?Snape, a half-blood wizard, had a timid wizard mother and a rough Muggle father.Tortured by poverty and domestic violence in his childhood, he was obsessed with Lily and chased power in his youth.But Lily turned to someone else's arms, and he walked down alone in silence, stayed in school to teach, researched potions, until he met a man named Harry?Students at Ravens...

They become companions, and they live together, peacefully and lovingly.

Fate has turned a turning point, and the life of the same person has undergone earth-shaking changes.The contrast between misfortune and happiness is so extreme and sharp that even the wisest wise man can't help but sigh softly.

And now, they can sit together, staring at each other face to face.

For the sake of distinction, let's call them Snape and Snape.

Snape and Snape sat at a table.It was a closed, gray space with only the two of them, a table, and a few chairs.None of them knew how they got here.But this does not prevent them from figuring out what is going on with the person sitting across from them who looks exactly like themselves in the shortest possible time——

They quickly learned about each other's lives.

This is an embarrassing story, but neither of them showed much expression.After a brief silence, they both spoke at the same time, asking almost the same question: How did Snape say Lily was doing?

Snape said how was Harry doing?

An indifferent face is facing an indifferent face.

Snape sneered and said I really don't know what you're thinking, don't you realize that Harry Potter is just as pompous an arrogant asshole as his asshole dad?

Snape quickly sneered back that I don't need to tell you what I think about Mr Snape, and that his last name is Ravens, not Potter.

Snape's sharp piercing illusion You're only deluding yourself, Harry Potter is James Potter's child!James Potter has taken Lily!

The corners of Snape's lips twisted, he said that it's time for you to come out of the past, don't hold on to memories like an unreasonable child.

Black eyes look into black eyes.

Snape sneered, did Harry Potter give you a love potion?he asks.

Snape said indifferently that you are completely addicted to the past and cannot extricate yourself.

Snape pointedly said it was none of your business!

Snape sneered, stupid.

There was silence again.

Snape said you betrayed yourself, you betrayed your feelings.

Snape said on the contrary I am true to myself, I am true to my feelings and my heart, I love him and I will be with him forever.

He's just a pompous idiot! Snape said he was just James Potter's son, he was just - just Lily's kid...

He is nothing, he is just my partner.Snape said, and can you really do better than him?You said he was a fool, but what did you do at that time?You betrayed Lily and Voldemort at the same time, you begged Voldemort for forgiveness, but privately told Dumbledore to be careful; you wanted to protect Lily, but you dared not oppose Voldemort openly—

I've been working for Dumbledore! Snape snarled, I'd even go back to the Dark Lord and spy for Dumbledore—

That was after Lily died.said Snape grimly.Before that, when you promised Dumbledore to do anything, you just took chances. On the one hand, you expected Voldemort to let Lily go as promised. Possibly defeated...you hesitate, waver, and you hope that everything will turn out for the better - but things only turn out to be the worst.

Snape's lips twitched, and he sneered that you really know me Snape.

Snape said coldly that I just know myself.

They were all silent.

... Is Lily okay?A moment later, Snape asked the original question again.

She was fine and happy, Potter had always loved her, and they had a child named Il.said Snape.

Their child's name is Harry. said Snape.

Are you concerned about him?asked Snape.

of course not. Snape sneered, I just could totally see what that idiot would do.

Snape said you knew Harry very well.

That's just because he can be seen through at a glance. said Snape.

You took care of him for so long.said Snape.

Then what? Snape asked, are you going to say those self-righteous things like Dumbledore, saying that I like him and care about him?He smiled indifferently, waved his wand once, and the silver doe jumped out.

Snape looked at the doe.He said you love Lily.

forever. said Snape.He looked at the person across from him.

Snape waved his wand silently as well.The Patronus also jumped out, only this time it was a stag.

The two deer approached curiously, touched, and soon played together and sat down snuggled up.

Two people who know almost all of each other's secrets are in the same place, sitting at the same table, and can talk without interruption.

But they have nothing to say.

Even if they are essentially similar, they are almost the same.

Snape stood up first, and he walked towards the gray border.

Snape's voice sounded too.He said go all the way Snape.

Snape didn't pause, the moment his body touched the icy gray mist, a voice sounded in his ear, like a male voice, or a female voice, like Snape was asking, or Lily was asking ask.

Does it say you regret it Snape, your life, your ending.

I love Lily, I only love her, and I'm sorry for her.But it's the best ending. said Snape.

This is the best ending.

Snape woke up.He noticed that he was in the potion workshop in Spider's End, next to a pot of potion being boiled, but judging by the color of the potion, it was obvious that he had failed to boil it.

Snape glanced at the clock on the wall, it was 4:30pm.He drew out his wand to clean up the potion in the cauldron, got up and went to the living room——since just now, the sound of banging and banging in the living room has been heard endlessly.

More than ten years have passed, although Snape still lives in the same place, but the original desolate and gloomy house has long since changed its appearance: the old walls have been repainted, the moth floors have been replaced, and the dark and dilapidated furniture It has become a new thing with bright colors, and even the area of ​​the house has expanded a lot as if it has been cast with a traceless stretching spell.

"Father?" A head covered in white powder emerged from the kitchen.

Snape glanced at Al, but did not answer, but first went to the little girl who was sitting on the sofa, who looked only two or three years old, looked at her neatly written potion homework with satisfaction, and then asked: " What are you doing, Al."

"Make a cake." Al patted the flour on his face, walked to his little sister, ignored the other's serious stare, pinched the baby's fat face and teased her with candies, "Today is Daddy's Father, you won't forget your birthday, right?" He opened his eyes wide and looked at Snape innocently.

The corner of Snape's lips twitched subtly: "I haven't forgotten, if I remember correctly, according to the habit of previous years, we will go out."

Al shrugged noncommittally: "And let Dad be recognized by the fans and surrounded by fans and then use Apparition to escape?"

After a brief silence, Snape asked, "What about your results?" He acquiesced to Al's move.

Al suddenly showed a smile, and excitedly ran back to the kitchen to offer the cake he made himself as if offering a treasure.

Snape stared at the pitch-black cake for a long time.

Then he went into the kitchen.

At six o'clock in the evening, Harry returned to Spider's End on time.

He picked up the sofa and waved his fat arms at himself, babbling daddy's little girl, and catching Al's Quaffle, and raised his eyebrows in surprise as he passed the kitchen: "Oh, what a nice dinner, Sis Forrest, what's your name?"

Snape snorted noncommittally.

Harry glanced at Snape, then grinned broadly: "Professor—you did it?"

Snape ignored Harry, and he said to Al majestically, "Take your sister and wash your hands."

Al curled his lips, muttered "How awkward", and obediently picked up the child from Harry's arms, and walked into the washroom.

A good dinner is one that satisfies the heart.

After the meal, Harry had just cleared the table with magic when he saw Al bring out a beautiful big chocolate cake from the kitchen.

Harry cut a piece and ate it with gusto.

A brief pause.

He took another bite.

There was still a brief pause.

Harry really raised his eyebrows this time: "Very delicious cake, where did you buy it, Professor?"

Alwan Snape.

Snape sat down on the sofa with a sullen face and crossed his chest.

Harry didn't notice, he looked at the cake and said, "What's the address Professor? I'll make a copy for Lily and Dora, they like this... eh?" He saw Snape's face, "What's wrong? Al ?” he asked Al, who was also eating cake.

Al looked at Snape again, and fed a morsel of cake to his sister who was sitting in his arms.

Harry followed Snape's gaze, and then raised his voice in disbelief, "Wait, Professor, this...you made it? A cake? A beautiful - creamy - cake!?"

Snape's mouth twitched.

Al finished his food in a hurry, and took his sister upstairs—he was afraid that he would not be able to help laughing if he stayed any longer.And once the joke... oh, Merlin, he really doesn't want to suffer from a bucket of sticky slugs anymore...

Harry and Snape were the only ones left in the living room.

Snape finally spoke. "What made Mr. Ravens think his professor would be stumped by a cake? One," he said in a tone of unbearable contempt. "Little, cake?"

"Oh... well, Severus, I certainly don't think you'd be stumped by a small cake," said Harry sincerely, "I just don't think you'd be able to make a cake—wouldn't want to Make a little cake."

"Of course I won't," Snape said dryly.

"Then this one?" Harry held up the chocolate cake in his hands with green eyes open.

"It's only because Al's cake was a total failure," Snape went on dryly.

"You could buy one." Harry pointed to the most mundane way to go about things.

Snape fell silent.

Harry glanced at the other, and then at the other, then he smirked and slid up to Snape's side, feeding him a mouthful of cake.

Snape ate the cake with a frown.

"Thank you very much," Harry laughed. "Professor, this is the best birthday present I've ever gotten."

Snape snorted softly and said, "...is the best."

"Huh?" Snape said so quietly that Harry didn't hear clearly for a moment.

But Snape didn't repeat himself, he cut a small piece of cake and tasted it slowly with Harry.

Orange light flows quietly in the living room.

No one spoke.In the slight sound of the knife and fork touching the plate, Snape thought that this was really the best ending.

It was the best ending he could have had.