Trouble with hp love at first sight

C.19

"Well."

Harry babbled in his sleep. The nearly 20-day review life had made him develop a biological clock for getting up early. He had to open his sleepy eyes under the temptation of the sleepy god, and looked blankly at the black gauze bed curtain.

Then I remembered yesterday's absurdity - he really did it!He is really a bold and lucky guy, he was really guessed right!

"I knew..." Harry was startled by his hoarse voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

He closed his mouth, scolded the old bastard who disappeared when he was asleep, and pulled the quilt slowly - the room was quiet, and there was no light, and he could only hear himself in the darkness There was a heartbeat, and there was no one in the bathroom.

It seemed that the breath about Severus on the quilt on his body was gradually disappearing, and Harry, who had been lying on the bed for a long time, finally lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He summoned his wand and lit the lights in the room, looked down at the black silk pajamas on his body, he stretched out, there was no stiff neck, no back pain or leg pain, maybe it was still a bit strange-but it was totally possible ignore it.

And his clothes were neatly folded and placed on the single sofa in front of the fireplace. Harry took off his pajamas and put them on directly. The spots on his chest quickly disappeared into his shirt. Finally, he picked up the glasses on the coffee table and put them on. superior.

After washing up, Harry opened the door and walked out.

"Ah!" Harry leaned back against the closed door panel in shock as soon as he raised his head, and he let out a strange cry.

"Your performance started early in the morning." Snape stared coldly at the young man who started making noises that disturbed his life early in the morning.

His eyes shifted from the obtrusive mess of hair to the ridiculous round glasses, and finally stayed on the plump rose-colored lips for a few seconds.

"You scared me," Harry complained in his crow's voice as soon as he recovered, pointing at Snape with his finger.

"Looks like you didn't scream enough yesterday, that's why you got up so eagerly to harass your professor." Snape sneered, squinting his eyes and looking at Harry, forcing the young man's entire back against him When the door was closed, he took a step back and threw the potion bottle in his hand to the rash Potter.

"What is this—" Harry unscrewed the bottle cap curiously. After he sniffed and found out that it was Golden Throat Potion, he happily took a big sip. The peppermint shot through his throat in an instant, and he was so comfortable that he wanted to scream immediately.

"Severus." Harry grinned and looked at Snape, but after meeting that displeased gaze, he remembered what the old bastard said yesterday, and couldn't help scratching his head to change his words, "Professor, we're going back Is it in the past?"

He thought very simply, as long as he slept with Snape, it would prove that the old bastard forgave him and let the past go.So he'll be able to move in, have his family back, see his baby Alexis when it's time for the holidays, and the family will never be apart again.

"I don't remember any kind of 'once' with the famous savior." Snape snorted, and turned to his desk.

But he didn't forget Harry who was stunned, "Come here."

So Harry frowned, his face was full of frustration, but when he came to the desk and saw the two breakfasts on it, his mood was like seeing the bright and warm sun when the clouds were lifted.

"It doesn't matter if you forget, I just want to stay by your side, Professor." Harry pulled out his chair and sat down happily. He smiled at Snape, not forgetting the green tea he learned and sold yesterday remarks.

Anyway, as long as he can rely on this old bastard—he managed to catch Snape when he was most relaxed, although he didn't understand why Snape let him sleep so half-heartedly, but he couldn't deny it after eating it all. Bar.

The old bastard shouldn't be such a bastard—no, Harry held his chin, thinking that the young Snape didn't want to admit it, and he still wanted to sleep for nothing!

"So apart from that bottle of potion, your purpose is to stay by your professor's side, elope with him, and never look back." Snape picked up his cup of black coffee, and blew the froth in the cup After taking a sip, "If you get pregnant with his child again, you won't even think about that poor wretch you left behind, Potter."

Harry froze, "I don't know what you're talking about."

He had a bad premonition, from last night when Snape grabbed his arm and pressed him to the ground, and those rough movements, the force with which his wrists were clenched red, and those words—— this old bastard Shouldn't he think of him as a bottle of broken potion and commit himself to him, and after getting the potion, kick him away to elope with the older him-wait, elope, why is he so familiar with this story?It seems that Alexis told him a similar story about Daniel eloping with his teacher.

"Are you kidding?" Harry looked at Snape in astonishment, completely unaware that Snape's imagination would be so rich, and he still insisted on his story until now.

Although this story can not be wrong.

Snape put his coffee mug on the table blankly.

"Didn't you think of seducing your professor yesterday, didn't you say that you wanted to be by his side, didn't I say what was on your mind, Daniel?" Snape bit that hateful name, in this For 16 years he hated the bastard who left him.