[HP] Squib Prince

"Damn..." After the muffled groan, Snape cursed, "Get your feet off, Mr. Prince. Otherwise, I don't guarantee that you can walk out of this office in one piece."

During Snape's speech, Brian raised his feet sensibly, and he said that the carpet should not feel like this.

"I'm really sorry!" Brian quickly apologized, and then explained, "It's really too dark here, so..."

"In that case, you should leave now."

Brian had gradually adapted to the dark room. When he lowered his head, he saw that Snape was lying on the ground now, and he didn't have the slightest intention to stand up and sit on the sofa.This is simply not right.Brian didn't continue to answer Snape's words, he proved his determination to stay with his actions - he quickly walked to the place where the oil lamp was, and lit the oil lamp.The entire office was suddenly filled with warm yellow lights.

"Oh, my God, Severus." Only then did Brian see how bad Snape's situation was.His usually unhealthy face is now as white as a piece of paper, but his lips have turned dark purple uncharacteristically. His robe, which has been black all year round, is soaked through. It is not known whether it is blood or cold sweat, and there are various scratches on the robe. , and the feet of the robe became tattered.However, it seemed that Snape had taken the right potion himself, and the smell that Brian smelled when he entered the door was a mixture of potion and blood.

"How did you get into this?" Brian quickly bent down, helped the person lying on the ground up, and supported him with one hand, trying to put Snape on the sofa.

Snape just stared at Brian with a white face, without saying a word.Of course, Brian didn't expect to get an answer from Snape. After putting him on the sofa, he went into his bathroom without Snape's permission.

Probably after putting the water in, Brian came out again, crossing his arms and looking down at Snape.He hadn't noticed at all how much his current posture resembled Snape's habitual movements.

"I guess you won't tell me how you got yourself into such a mess." Brian said, "but the main task now is to clean up yourself. You seem to have trauma on your body, I think you need to Clean the wound."

Snape glanced at the other party, but said nothing.After a while, he slowly got up and walked to the bathroom alone.During this period, Brian once suspected that the other party wanted to kill him with his eyes.

"I think some of your wounds should be on your back. Don't you really need my help to clean them up?" Brian looked at Snape's back, and finally decided to ask out of a friendly spirit.

The only answer to him was "Roll", which was simple and powerful enough although he lacked energy.

Brian curled his lips, estimated the time Snape needed, and decided to go to the kitchen to get rid of the house-elves and prepare some easy-to-digest midnight snacks for Snape, and one for himself by the way.You know, he didn't eat much at the Slytherin ball tonight, and he felt a little hungry after being tossed about like this.

When Brian returned to Snape's office with food, Snape was still in the bathroom.Brian waited for a while, but he still didn't see anyone coming out, so he was a little worried.

"Severus?" Brian yelled, knocking on the door.

Repeated this several times, still no one responded to him.Brian hesitated for a moment, and then decisively pushed open the bathroom door. In the dense water vapor, Brian saw Snape standing against the wall. He was only wearing shorts at this time, and he couldn't tell. He usually looked thin His body is so muscular and well-defined, even his skin that is too fair doesn't compromise his thin and powerful body in the slightest.Brian smacked his lips jealously, then stepped forward and patted Snape: "Severus, are you feeling better?" Perhaps it was because of the fresh wash, Snape's skin was a little slippery, Brian put his hand down embarrassingly, rubbing his fingers uncomfortably.

Snape didn't seem to have the energy to respond to him, he just waved his hand.It was such a movement that allowed Brian to see clearly the hideous wound behind Snape.Not just new wounds that seemed to have cleaned up, but old ones running across his body that left only beige marks.

Brian pursed his lips and said nothing with a wink.He just stood there not knowing what to do. The small bathroom and the steaming water made him feel a little hot.Brian couldn't help tugging at the collar, the stand-up collar of this robe made him a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Prince," Snape said suddenly, "you can go. Tonight is obviously not a good time to talk." After speaking, Snape ignored Brian who was standing aside as a pillar, and began to wear clothing.

Brian's eyes would always sweep to Snape's back unconsciously, looking at the wounds that had been treated, he couldn't help saying to the slow-moving Snape: "I'll go right away. You have a wound on your back. , it’s better not to get dressed right away. Shall I help you with a bandage?”

"Hasn't Mr. Brian seen the effects of potions?" Snape's voice was low, and he could see that he had no strength, but he sarcastically mercilessly.

When Brian was told this, he nodded in understanding, and then told him: "Then I'm going first, you should have a good rest, there is a supper I ordered from the house elf outside, you need to replenish your strength. Remember to go to Pang Let Madam Frey have a physical examination, and I will tell Madam Pomfrey."

"You don't need to tell Madam Pomfrey." Snape resolutely refused the physical examination, and then stopped talking.

Looking at Snape's appearance, Brian could only shake his head helplessly and waved his hands as a farewell.After leaving Snape's office, he felt that the heat on his body had faded a lot.Brian walked slowly in the empty corridors of Hogwarts, carefully recalling Snape's attitude today.

He wanted to find Snape these days because he wanted to talk to him about whether his memory could provide more clues, but now it seemed that Snape really didn't want to talk to him about this issue.Moreover, the wound on Snape's body was also very weird, it was really not a good choice for chatting today.However, why Snape rejected those memories so much, Brian never understood.Maybe I can ask Madam Pomfrey tomorrow when I go to see her.

Because it was so late today, and because he was busy with Snape, Brian fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.

Brian only felt that he was in a bathroom full of steam, and the surroundings were filled with pleasant and bitter fragrance.He couldn't see his surroundings clearly, and everywhere he looked was hazy fog.

"Hey, anyone?" Brian called, only to hear a hollow echo.

He walked aimlessly, but suddenly kicked a slippery body, followed by a muffled groan.

Because of the moisture, Brian couldn't see clearly, so he could only squat down to check the person's condition.As a result, the moment he squatted down, he was suddenly pulled by that person, unable to maintain his balance at all, and fell to the ground.Brian was horrified to find that he was not wearing any clothes, and besides the pain from such a fall, it turned out to be a cold touch.He had no way of judging the material of the floor tiles under his body, he just felt that it was cold and comfortable.

The person pulling him took this opportunity to sit on top of him, condescending, but Brian miraculously still couldn't see the other person's face clearly, as if the other person had been covered with an invisible veil.But where he touched the opponent's skin, Brian felt as if something had been ignited, which was in stark contrast to the coldness of the ground below him.As if possessed by a demon, he tried to touch the other person's face. The skin touched by his fingers was like the finest silk, not as delicate as a real person.

The next development seemed to be beyond Brian's expectations. The other party not only condoned his unruly touching, but also reciprocated courtesy.The already warm and humid air suddenly became sticky and ambiguous.The two seemed completely unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment, still immersed in each other's body temperature.From the initial tentative stroking to the violent storm-like action in the back, the whole process was full of masculine strength. This burst of male hormones made Brian completely let go of himself and completely enjoyed it. endlessly.

Just as he was gradually entering a better state, the man whose face could not be seen lay beside his ear, his voice was low and melodious like a cello: "You are so beautiful, Mr. Prince."

Brian woke up suddenly. He sat up from the bed and rubbed his ears that were still red. The magnetic voice just now was still lingering in his ears. Just thinking of the owner of the voice, Brian couldn't help shaking, and then cursed Said: "Damn it!"

He looked at his watch, it was eight o'clock in the morning.Brian got up decisively, packed and changed the sheets and covers, along with his wet pajamas and underwear.Our Professor Prince will never tell others what kind of embarrassment he encountered in his dream.

The author has something to say: Haha, is this a big leap?