[HP] Secret help

People stopped and listened, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

His own voice above his head said in the usual tone of class: "Harry Potter - alive, skinned, washed, shaved..."

Snape was silent.

"Flour, egg yolk, cream 4:1:2, wrap it on the prepared Harry Potter, push it into the oven at 210 degrees, 30 minutes..."

Snape remained silent.

Some houses suddenly appeared in front of them, some dirty and dilapidated old houses, they gathered together in twos and threes, forming the very familiar to Snape - Spider's End Alley.

What is strange is that they seem to have been sprinkled with holy light by the Virgin Mary, shining brightly under the thick fog, as if every piece of wall skin that is about to peel off will turn into gold foil after landing.

Snape walked into the alley calmly, and found his house. The old wooden door exuded a nice woody smell under the sun.Snape was surprised that his house should have been such an impression in Harry Potter's dream.

The door opened by itself when Snape was in a daze, and there was a sweet smell like biscuits coming from the crack of the door. Snape pushed the door open, revealing the small living room, without the shadow of Harry Potter.

It was a relief that nothing had changed in the living room, except that the midday sun shining on Harry Potter's light-colored plush carpet made it look like a warm home.

"Severus, are you back?" Harry's voice came from the kitchen, and at the same time, the voice outside, repeating how to bake Harry Potter biscuits, stopped.

Snape didn't answer, and soon, a figure appeared from the kitchen, it was Harry Potter—— right?

Snape frowned, the young man in front of him looked bigger than the one living in his house, maybe even two inches taller (Snape sneered, how tall should a 20-year-old Harry Potter be? It's just how tall, how could it be possible to grow), he was wearing... wearing Snape's shirt, which was too long for Harry to cover most of his buttocks, and there was nothing underneath except a pair of underwear.

Snape stood in the doorway and said dryly, "Ah - this is really... impressive, Mr Potter."

He bet that Harry Potter would die of embarrassment when he recalled this scene, and Snape decided to pull out the memory of this scene as a 21st birthday present for the kid.

And the former savior with bare legs in front of him seemed unaware of Snape's stiffness. He was wearing a pair of heat-insulating gloves and holding a baking tray in his hand. The sweet smell wafting from the door came from here. originated.

Harry smiled at Snape, who seemed to have never moved a step since entering the door, and raised the baking tray in his hand: "Don't you want some?"

Snape's gaze shifted from Harry's face to the tinfoil-lined baking sheet, on which lay a dozen or so little golden biscuits, all of whom seemed to be modeled after Harry himself, with the same messy hair. blond hair and goofy round glasses.

Suddenly, the arm of a small figure in the baking pan moved, and then all the small figures started waving their arms.

Like a pile of chocolate frogs or cockroaches or something, all the Harry Potter biscuits jumped to their feet as they scrambled towards Snape who was just a step away and climbed up to him while he was staring horribly. yelling, "Severus, Severus, Severus, Severus—!!"

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There is nothing more spooky than having a dozen Harry Potters in the world, and if there are, it must be a dozen Harry Potters hanging on you.

However, Snape seemed to be mentally prepared for this. He grabbed Harry One who was on top of his head trying to braid Snape, pulled out Harry Two who tried to get into his pants, and used a He said to the oldest one on the opposite side in such a terrible tone that students would be terrified when they heard it: "Harry Potter——you'd better explain to me—"

Harry Potter shrugged: "I just made them out. Just bite off their heads, just like eating chocolate frogs. Speaking of which, have you ever eaten chocolate frogs? Sorry, I didn't offend you." Meaning, really, you don't look like someone with a sweet tooth."

"Actually I have—" Snape said through gritted teeth, clawing all over his body, and those Harry Potters, they really had the flexibility of Harry himself, the one who was once a professional Quidditch player Boy, these little biscuits shuttled between Snape's fingers, as if he was very reluctant to be caught by him.

"I'd hate to be eaten by Severus!" said one Harry.

"Neither do I!" said another.

"I want to be with Severus, I can read with him and eat with him..." Another said.

"I can still sleep with him!"

"Hahahahahaha—!" All the Harry Potters laughed together, including the biggest one.

"You see, they all like you as much as I do," Harry said with a smile.

Snape raised his head abruptly: "What did you say?"

"I said..." Harry said, blinking his green eyes, which were still big and round even as they matured, "I like you, Severus, is that what you want to hear?"

"Do you know what you're talking about, Potter?" Snape asked with a frown, no longer caring about the golden boys on his body.

"Of course, it's no joke, is it?" Harry said in surprise, "Or, do you just want to hear me say it a few more times?"

Without waiting for Snape to answer, Harry said to himself again: "I like you, Severus, sincerely, sincerely, I like your birch-like fingers, I like your deep black eyes, I like you Your unforgiving mouth, oh yes, and your big nose."

Harry giggled: "I heard that people with a straight nose are very human/functional. I really want to have a try with you."

Snape didn't speak, Harry approached him, those golden boys giggled and gave the biggest one the best place on his chest, Harry put his mouth close to Snape's ear and whispered: "I think I'd like to Will love to be fucked by you."

All Harry Potter covered their mouths together and sniggered.

"Really, I'd love to experience it too," said one Harry.

"Back then I would have wrapped my legs around Severus' waist, oh look at my legs, they're nice and strong, aren't they?" said the other Harry.

"Maybe Severus likes to come from behind? I have a great back too, and Quidditch pilots have a nice little ass," said another.

"But we're just cookies—"

All the Harry Potters sighed together, except the biggest one this time.

"Great, they've said all I wanted to say," said Harry cheerfully. "Do you want to hear it again?"

"I think..." Snape slowly opened his lips, looked at Harry with lowered eyes, neither retreated nor took a step closer, the young man's breath in his ear just now was blessed by the mist of dreams, and now there still seems to be something Itching like nothing, "I have no intention of knowing about the savior's—ah, ulterior interests."

"Terrible way to ask, Severus." Harry laughed. "If you went to a normal Muggle school, you must be the kid in the class who never got a candy from the teacher."

Saying that, Harry walked forward, and the original baking tray and oven mitts in his hand had disappeared at some point—this is not surprising, after all, it was in a dream.He wrapped his arms around Snape's neck and moved closer to those tightly pursed lips.

In an instant, all the surrounding noises disappeared, and their lips were tightly pressed together.

Vaguely soft, moist, even sweet.

This was the first time they kissed, maybe the first time in every sense for Snape, the master of the dream was omnipotent, Harry attached feelings to him in the dream, he put all the good All feelings and fantasies endowed this kiss with candy, cheese, honey, chocolate, or something else, and Snape could even feel Harry's joy and sweetness.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 10 minutes, maybe only a second, Harry backed away, and the feeling of a hundred Sorting Hats singing in Snape's head also disappeared, and he subconsciously covered himself lips, and when he looked up again, Harry in front of him had disappeared.

No, it wasn't just Harry, his house was gone too, along with the noisy Golden Boys.But there was no fog anymore, just darkness, and Snape knew that Harry was here, beside him.

Suddenly, like a box with the lid lifted, sunlight poured in, illuminating the area around Snape. This place was no longer Spider's End, the sunlight moved inch by inch into the distance, reflecting a stretch of golden yellow. ground.

This dream is bigger and more complete than the one Snape experienced at noon. I don't know if it's because of the short nap time and the inability to fall asleep deeply. Now he is standing on a beach that can't be seen as far as the eye can see. The waves, the translucent blue water sparkled, and the breeze brought a unique salty smell of the sea.

"Severus." Someone called him, Snape turned around quickly, and saw Harry Potter wearing a pair of beach pants and lying lazily on the fine sand on the beach not far away, surrounded by four The little Harry Potter biscuits lying sprawled on the ground saw Snape coming, those little biscuits jumped up from the ground, and happily climbed up along Snape's toes.

Yes, toes.

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