Trouble with hp love at first sight

"...You know how to choose. If you complete it first, the Duke will remember your name." Lucius slowly told Snape the main points of this mission, and he folded a sheet three times and applied it. The parchment with the specific opening spell was handed over to Snape.

"I see." Snape accepted the parchment, unfolded it and lifted the opening spell, and carefully read the contents of the letter. As Lucius said, this is indeed a very tricky potion.

The banned potions of the British Ministry of Magic that may not be available on the black market—and those who can brew it must be at the level of a potion master.

"I can try." Although he used the word "try", his expression was very determined - he was ninety-nine percent sure that he would be able to complete the potion.

He originally specialized in poisons and antidotes, just to be favored by the Duke of Darkness one day.This is where he is better than other pharmacists, and he will definitely become a master of potions.

"I'm looking forward to hearing good news from you." Lucius put his cane on his left hand, patted Snape's shoulder with his right hand, and then bowed his head and whispered something in his ear.

Harry was too far away, he couldn't hear, and he didn't move because of it, standing there like a statue, not even breathing irregularly.

After Lucius finished speaking, he glanced around, and he paused on the sofa repaired with magic, "When you finish this task, you can change the sofa and change all the furnishings once."

He returned his cane to his right hand, and looked at the old Muggle furniture with restrained disdain. If it weren't for Snape being his apprentice and someone he strongly recommended to the Dark Lord, he would never have come here at all. .

He turned and went into the fireplace.

Snape folded the parchment and stuffed it in his pocket, then turned back to Harry's direction.

As usual, he added a bit of caution, he frowned and saw Harry lift off his invisibility cloak, and then he was back in Snape's field of vision.

"Did he find me?" Harry wasn't sure about Big Malfoy's last sentence, he was already very cautious, he had sneaked into the Ministry of Magic with Hermione before, they were not found at that time, and they got the puppet Minister's hand letter, thus disguising handwriting to destroy several Death Eaters' plots.

"No, he was just surprised that I fixed the sofa, but that doesn't mean anything. I'll also invite the healers I know." Snape said.

Although he never invited him once, Big Malfoy didn't really know about his friendships.

Slytherin already pays great attention to personal privacy, and the sense of territory is much stronger than that group of lions who are so reckless that they don't distinguish between you and me.

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that the invisibility cloak in your hand?" Snape asked, he stepped forward and took the invisibility cloak from Harry's hand naturally, the silky touch made him feel the invisibility the moment he took it Clothes are different.

"James Potter has one too," he said slowly.

"Ah——yes, every member of the Potter family has one. This is a specialty of our family." Harry's eyes were flowing, and he started talking nonsense. Anyway, what he said was correct. This is the ancestral invisibility cloak of the Potter family. ——Who can guarantee that there is only one of these things?

Anyway, Snape wouldn't go to James for proof!

Harry raised his eyebrows at Snape again, "Don't look away—I saw it! Malfoy gave you a mission, what bad thing does he want you to do?"

"You even know Malfoy." Snape raised his eyebrows, he was very curious now how much Daniel knew.

"Don't change the subject!" Harry yelled, stepping forward to snatch the stationery from Snape's side pocket, even pulling out his wand.

"Quick imprisonment."

Snape sidestepped away from the spell, "Disarm." He drew his wand as well.

Harry's movements were much quicker. He threw himself at Snape, then on top of him, knocking him down, but it only made him stagger, and Snape took a step back to stabilize his body. , he grabbed the hand that was reaching for his side pocket.

"Let go!" Harry gritted his teeth, both of his hands were grabbed, he recited the No Wand Charm without giving up, and Snape quickly cast the Reverse Charm.

The spell bounced and shattered the window behind Harry, and the wind from outside came in through the crack, the chill of early spring like dew on a young leaf.

Harry shrank his neck unexpectedly, and his hands were cut behind his back when he didn't notice him for a moment.

"Have I been so nice to you that you think you can meddle in my affairs?" Snape narrowed his eyes, looking into emerald green eyes that were sore and wet from the exertion.

Harry's glasses were about to fall off, and he quickly chanted the Needling Charm, which finally pricked Snape's hand, and only then did the snotluck's grip on his wrist be released.

He hissed, and rubbed his wrists with both hands, and there was a circle of red marks on them.

"So that's how you repay me - with violence?" Harry choked back.

"It seems that your memory can't even be kept for a minute, and you need me to help you recall—it was the spell you used first." Snape accused back.

"It was Big Malfoy who came to get you first—" Harry shouted.

"Big Malfoy? Are there any other Malfoys in this world?" Snape caught on to a word.

"He—" Harry choked, and he quickly remembered the face of his old classmate Draco with the upturned nostrils, "Isn't his son about to be born? That's Little Malfoy, so he's Big Malfoy .” His excuse was quite perfect, and he almost praised himself!

"Don't try to change the subject!" His attention returned to where it started, staring at the stubborn Snape who tried his bottom line again and again.

"Are you really going to accept this mission?" he asked.

"Of course, you heard it too - as long as I complete it, then I will be rewarded by the Duke of Darkness, and in time I will be able to enter the center of the Death Eaters." Snape opened the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of pride The smile, the words are completely ambitious.

"No—you can't." Harry shook his head, and he went forward to want that piece of paper again, but it was all in vain, "I will never let you fall."

He lowered his head, as if he had made a decision.

Then quickly, he picked up his wand again, silently recited an armor charm, and then quickly shot the spell at Snape. His speaking speed was very fast, as if he had undergone rigorous training, and he even relied on Combat experience fumbled for Snape's possible actions, and cast the spell before he could act.

Snape also threw spells at him, one broke the armor spell on him, one was dodged by Harry's head, and then the third - before the spell reached Harry, he fell into the calculation The petrification spell from his actions.

"I said you can't, I'll do everything possible to stop you, use all my methods." Harry panted, his first four spells had failed, he even thought about taking Snape's soul .

But he couldn't do it, he couldn't really use the Dark Arts, let alone throw a jinx at Snape.

"You—" Snape glared hard at Harry, "if you're trying to piss me off, then congratulations."

He saw his Daniel walking towards him with his own eyes, and this kind young man who dared not even cast a curse took the letter from his pocket.

Harry didn't pay attention to that sentence, he opened the letter and saw what it described.

"This is really a vicious potion." He closed his eyes and opened them again, just like the previous time—no, his expression was more serious, without laughter and warmth.

"You can't make this potion, Severus, and if you do—there's no chance of us going on." He looked at Snape. "Perhaps you haven't realized how much I've used Saying this in a strong tone, this is not a request, Severus - I really can't stand you becoming one of those villains who take pleasure in hurting others."

"I hate Death Eaters, and I don't want you to be like that, but if you insist—then we'll have to say goodbye forever." He told Snape clearly how he felt.

Those black eyes were fixed on Harry and didn't miss any slight change in his face.

What he said was the truth.

Snape moved his lips, he didn't speak, his eyes fell on the paper, as long as he made this single potion - the Dark Duke would summon him himself.

Power and status are all at your fingertips.

Even boys and girls who are much more beautiful than Daniel will be given to him by the Duke of Darkness as playthings to vent.

But there is only one Daniel in this world, why does this stupid Potter live in his house, and throw magic at him to petrify him here.

Why should he—"You don't have the right to force me to give up." Snape said coldly, "Why should I give up what I'm about to get? Or can you give me this?"

"I can't." Harry shook his head. "Damn it, because I don't have everything you need-if I had, I would give you all the wealth or status, but I don't." He grabbed himself messy hair.

He bit his lip, his face flushed from the rapid emotional changes, as if he was about to cry, but he didn't.

He was not a crybaby himself, on the contrary his character was quite tenacious, even though he was emotional now, he still remembered to put a petrification spell on Snape to prevent him from breaking the spell.

"I love you." Harry blinked his eyes as clear as washed emerald green gems.

"This is the real reason why I can't give up on you until now - I really don't know if you drugged me! If it wasn't because I love you - otherwise I would have left long before you chose Death Eaters Not my time."

Snape opened his mouth, and he stared blankly at Harry who spoke those magical words.

It was the first time that he showed such a silly expression, and was confessed unpreparedly—it was the first time he was confessed.This was Daniel, and they'd had so many sexual encounters that he thought it was just the teenage hormones.

Maybe Daniel had nowhere to go, maybe he was looking for the Potions Master - no, what else?He was neither a potion master nor penniless. He was so poor that he was struggling to make ends meet.

But Daniel stayed.

"Don't say those words—" Harry gave Snape a Silencing Charm so that no more painful words would come out of that cruel mouth.

"I'll go crazy if you insist on siding with the Death Eaters again." He looked at Snape, then stepped forward and gently cupped that face he loved and hated.

For the first time he didn't think of his Potions professor, he looked at the face he had been with for more than three months, and then tiptoed to kiss him.

"I'm leaving." He stepped back and smiled in relief.

"Severus, who doesn't want to do multiple-choice questions? But life is always like this, there are only multiple-choice questions waiting for us." He said, his expression turned serious again, "So you should know, this time it's impossible .I won't forgive you."

"I will never watch you make this potion, I will do everything possible to stop you, and I will also want to hurt you."

"But I can't do it, and it's going to hurt me—so the best thing I can do is, I leave," he said, and let out a breath.

"Goodbye, then, and I think you'll be glad there's no more Potter here." He said with a deep look at Snape, and then averted his eyes from those black eyes burning with anger.

He deepened the petrification spell again, walked towards the stairs, went downstairs after 10 minutes of fiddling, and left the house where he had lived for more than three months with a small suitcase.

He has nowhere to go.But the world is full of people with nowhere to go, and life goes on, in all its forms and possibilities.

Just find a place to stay—get a job, he can live alone.

When Snape broke the petrification spell, he ran out and searched all over the Spider's End, but there was no sign of Daniel.

He really is gone.

gone.

He said something like that, just patted his ass and walked away!Leave him alone!

He didn't even have a chance to defend himself.

Snape returned to his house, which was cold again and looked far from a home, just a makeshift place to live.

He pulled out his chair and sat there, breathing in the air that still contained the air of that cruel youth.

He waved his wand to make the cup Daniel had used float over, and he pulled himself together and started looking for what Daniel had left behind—no, he should put it back where it was.

Daniel will be back.

His Daniel, that hateful thief! ——"He hasn't found the master of potions yet." Snape fell silent, and suddenly, as if he had found his target, he hurried back to his research room, found the thick stack of research materials, and started to complete his thesis.

The experiment was over, and he was just about to sort out and send this paper. He didn't even eat food or drink water, and sat there concentrating on sorting out the research materials.

The only sound left in the room was the rustle of quills on parchment.

And when he finished his thesis, it was already a day and a night later, when he just stood up, his eyes turned black, he was dizzy and hungry and almost fell down.

But his Daniel is still waiting for him!

Snape braced himself and went back to the living room. He found the hard bread, made himself coffee again, and took the cup Daniel had used.

He'd get him back - Daniel had said he could do anything as long as he met a potions master.

Snape's eyes were submerged in the magma of the deep sea, and the waves of ambition and desire were rolling, and finally collided into a vortex that was determined to win.