Trouble with hp love at first sight

A.5

He had to get this done.

Harry felt a sense of unease. Since he returned from St. Mungo's, the time that had been stagnant due to time travel seemed to move forward again. He returned to the time after the war, filled with the choking potion smell of St. Mungo's, closed his eyes The one who didn't wake up seemed to be the dead Snape, and his dream—the death of so many people, the sound of shouting, crying, and the blood on his hands, which belonged to Snape.

He can't save anyone.

Harry broke free from the nightmare, gasping for breath.The silent tears on his face stung his skin coldly, but the indescribable warmth permeated the coldness brought by the nightmare——

"Having a nightmare?" A warm hand kissed his cheek, taking away the cold tears, "I didn't expect you to be a crybaby, Daniel." Snape's hand twisted the water stain on his thumb, and he clicked his tongue. With a sound.

"Severus." Harry sniffed, and he touched the tip of his nose that was chilled from nightmares, obviously summer nights are not suitable for entanglement, but he loves this embrace now.

He wasn't alone, he had Severus too.

Snape curled his mouth slightly under Harry's initiative to hug back, his hand stroked Harry's hair soothingly, and he bowed his head to kiss his lover.

"If it's not an emergency, I can sacrifice a little and comfort you in another way." He touched Harry's butt suggestively, and kissed those lips at the moment his partner was stiff.

So the night returned to the quiet, dreaming until dawn.

Harry held a Potions Journal in his hand, and there were only potions books in Severus's bookcase, and maybe there were a few books on the Dark Arts among them—but he definitely wouldn't even read those .

Potions were only interesting when he was with Severus, and if it wasn't for killing time, he wouldn't be reading these boring and difficult books.

Harry looked for Severus' paper in the Potions Journal - that's what motivated him to flip through the Potions Journal - and kept his eyes on the fireplace.

Severus still won the teaching position, and today he was invited by Professor Dumbledore to Hogwarts. Before signing the contract, they still need to discuss the salary package - Harry is still a little curious about this , but he also knew he had no time to waste on it.

Ah, he flipped over!Harry stared at Severus's paper in the Potions journal, the one where Severus had earned the title of Potions Master - and where St. Mungo's healer had found the snake venom to cure Nagini The provenance of an improved broad-spectrum snake venom antidote.

Harry couldn't help but think about the recent nightmares, if he doesn't go back, does it mean that Snape will die eventually - a potion master who invented an improved antidote for snake venom died of snake venom - when he thought of this haha Leigh couldn't sit still.

He flipped through the paper carefully, it was far less long than the confinement homework Snape assigned him, and it was so profound that he didn't understand it at all.The only thing he could read was the formula, which was exactly as it had been written to him by the therapist.

But even if he could help Severus now, he couldn't make this potion by himself.

So, sure enough, there was only one way left - he had to ask Severus for help.

Just when Harry's expression became a little sad, and he put down the potion journal in his hand, the fireplace suddenly lit up, and the young Snape came out of the fireplace with an expression of displeasure.

"What's going on?" Harry immediately threw away the journal in his hand, and very proactively stepped forward to take Snape's coat with an obvious ingratiation, which made Snape take a few extra glances at Harry.

Perhaps it was Daniel's obedience that played a role, and the gloom on Snape's face suddenly dissipated a lot.

"The headmaster didn't approve my marriage leave." Snape couldn't help gritting his teeth when he said this.

"Professors at Hogwarts don't have marriage leave, do they?" Harry asked in surprise, which made him look so ignorant that he was being stupid again.

"Why do you think the professor shouldn't have a vacation?" Snape glared at his partner displeased. "I'm married, so I should have a vacation."

"But—the other professors don't have marriage leave." Harry looked for what he thought was evidence, and it was true that he had never seen professors take marriage leave.

"That's because none of them are married." Snape raised his chin as he said, "And I'm married." But he soon became gloomy again, gritted his teeth, and expressed his expression of the old headmaster's oppression on his face. employee resentment.Originally, he could have enjoyed his wedding leave before school started, and took Daniel out for a trip—maybe his partner would be able to forget about his teacher, think about him wholeheartedly, and conceive them safely child.

But now because of Dumbledore's refusal, it's all gone!

He had to waste time preparing the lesson plans for the start of school, and it was too late to give him time to adapt to the teaching job. He had to learn to be a qualified potions professor and concurrently head of Slytherin in less than a month .

When Snape thought that his time would be occupied by that group of brainless and noisy irrelevant people, his mood was as bad as the heavy rain outside the window, which would only make the air more sticky and humid, without bringing Any comfort.

"Ah." Harry snorted, and then he realized that the professors at Hogwarts rarely got married.

And he was indeed married to Severus, there was no wedding and no honeymoon, everything was the same as usual, which made him forget-he was already married.

"If you want to make up for your honeymoon, there will always be opportunities in the future." The second half of the sentence was a little vague because of guilt, "It's better to get familiar with the work as soon as possible. Let me help you sort out the lesson plans."

Snape's lips moved, but in the end he swallowed what he was about to say, and handed Harry the briefcase very simply, "Then let's get started now."

He has lesson plans for seven grades to prepare, and there are only 25 days left before leaving school.

The author has something to say:

Harry: Another day without a mention of snake venom antidote.

Kindness is a sign of procrastination, Harry hhhh