[HP] Secret Love Diary

I had rehearsed the scene where Snape and I met again countless times during the holidays after the trial, and even thought out what to say and the facial expressions to do.

"Professor Snape, I have read countless men, you don't have to worry about your integrity and chastity anymore!"

"Professor Snape, can you tell me how on earth you found out about me...what about you?"

"Professor Snape..."

But when I really saw him again, the expression on my face was only stiff and embarrassed.

What a useless Lily Rose.

I stopped eating immediately when I saw him appearing on the teaching staff seat, for fear that he would see me, but it was too obvious to leave the seat now.There weren't many people in Slytherin, and the students who came back this time were barely more than half, and many seats on the long table were empty.

Having said that, it seems that he didn't even look this way at all, so I'm still nervous.

So I pretended to be calm and continued to eat with my head down.

No. 13 days after the crush was exposed.

Response from crush: None

Personal reaction: I really want to humanely destroy Professor Severus Snape right now... Stop it!

After the meal, Dumbledore got up and announced that Snape had become the official head of Slytherin. Few people applauded, even the students from the Slytherin house were very indifferent.

——If Severus Snape is a traitor among the Death Eaters, then who am I who testified for him?

Deciding not to ask such profound questions for now, I calmly finished my meal, walked back to the dormitory, and looked at the class schedule calmly...

Second Olympics.

Can I ask for leave for the first class tomorrow morning?

——*——*——

I walked into the Potions classroom as vigorously as if I was going to the execution ground, and arrived at my seat without squinting, and then greeted Ryan with great enthusiasm: "Hello!"

Ryan: "...Lily Rose?"

"Please call me Liliana." I corrected him.

"what?"

Of course I wouldn't tell him how much I feel repulsed by the name Lily now, but just explain that I suddenly decided to change back to my real name.

"Oh, does Professor Snape know?" he asked inferences.

"Why should he know?" I asked back with a tinge of self-consciousness, and Snape probably wished I wasn't called Lily.

"Because you have to write your name when handing in potions and papers..." He looked at me carefully, "You have to tell every professor."

Seeing his expression, I suddenly lost my temper, and the two of them started making medicine in silence.

Although I had done countless times of mental construction for myself before coming here, in this classroom, my sensory radar seemed to be magnified countless times-as soon as Snape started passing by within ten feet, I wanted to hide from him. Go behind the stupid lion.

Can't you be a little promising!

While processing the material, I simply couldn't help but wonder: what should Snape think of me now?He must have thought I was a bad student, after all, what student would like his teacher.

But when I fell in love with him, he had just graduated...

My body was pulled away abruptly, and the materials on the table exploded the moment I left. I stayed aside for a long time before I could react.

"Miss Rose, don't you have the brains to check the materials before you process them?" When he raised his eyes, he saw the sullen Professor Snape.

The surrounding Gryffindors burst into suppressed laughter, and I looked blankly at the material that had turned into a mass of ruins—there was a wreck of a magic firecracker inside, and I don’t know who put it in.

He let go of my wrist, stepped forward and picked out the firecracker with his magic wand: "Next time this kind of thing happens again, all the students present except the person concerned will go to collect their own labor services for a week."

This sentence was obviously not meant for me, and the laughter suddenly subsided.I was still in a daze until Ryan handed me the materials he had cut. I didn't realize it.

"Are you okay?" He looked at me worriedly.

"Oh." I replied absent-mindedly.

Snape pinched my wrist...he pinched my wrist...wrist...

The red ones should be the wrists, why do I feel like my face is burning too?

——*——*——

The disaster in the Potions class was not the worst. In the following day, after I experienced all kinds of magic traps, tricks from Peeves, and stolen schoolbags, I finally realized a problem:

I must have been excluded.

Why would anyone be willing to crowd out a piece of trash like me?

But I’m only reacting now, so don’t be too slow ==

After dinner, I finally found my schoolbag in an abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor. The books inside had been soaked in water for a long time.I patiently took out the books one by one, cast the Drying Charm, and stuffed them back one by one.

"Is the little girl being bullied?" A pearly white girlish ghost emerged from the toilet and circled around me excitedly.

"...Are you happy?" I didn't understand her brain circuit at all, and I frantically flipped through the books in my schoolbag.

— Something important is missing.

I softened my tone: "Senior sister, have you seen who left the schoolbag here?"

"Why, you start talking nice things when you need me? Tsk tsk, the current students..." Seeing my suppressed eyes, the ghost shrank its neck, "It's just a group of Gryffindors, how would I know they are who."

"Did they leave without a notebook? This big, black leather book," I gestured at it.

"Probably so," the ghost said evasively, "I was secretly crying in the toilet, so I didn't pay attention."

……

I left the bathroom alone with my schoolbag in my arms.

The sense of panic that the newspaper clippings might be exposed swept through my body. I don’t really care about my reputation. After all, as a low-key Slytherin student, no one will pay special attention even if I am deceived.

Not so with Snape, what if he got dragged in because of me?

I dare not continue to think about it.

"Annabelle, Annabelle, where are you?" whispering, I feel like I've never been so alone.

It was just after lunch, and there were still many people in the stair corridor.I dragged my wet robe and floated through the crowd like a ghost, not paying any attention to the strange eyes cast on me by the crowd.

Today is December 1981, 12, nineteen days before Christmas break and two and a half years before graduation.

But I just want to go home now.

The author has something to say: Life's choice: If the heroine's first love was given to the stupid lion of Gryffindor, would you kill me?In fact, Liliana is a very lonely little girl, although this may not be obvious under the No.1 narrative.So Gryffindors who want to vent after Voldemort's fall will of course target someone like her.So far, all the plots have been sorted out, and I can write three long reviews after analyzing each character (is this really good?!) I even thought about a few episodes of HPlay, but there is one problem : Wo... I can't imagine how the heroine and Snape will be together!According to this trend, Snape will not fall in love with my good-for-nothing!ah? ! (Friends: Huh? This is really a big problem...) [Isn't it a little late for you to write this now?] So if the plot unfolds next, everyone has to believe that it will be fine after graduation... right? ...