Trouble with hp love at first sight

"Wow, your office is much better than I imagined."

It hadn't been a week since school started, after breakfast, Harry pushed Snape into the fireplace one after the other, and Snape's office came out from the fireplace.

Harry looked at the newly furnished room in surprise, it was not the same as he remembered, except for the dark desk, which was as cold and hard as he remembered, like a tabletop for dissecting a corpse.The place where potions ingredients in those scary bottles and jars that I remember filling the walls was empty except for a champagne-colored rose in a flask on a low cabinet—perhaps Snape still Didn't have time to arrange it, but Harry wasn't sure, living with Severus for so long, he really didn't see him put those things outside his private research room, the blistered white toads he remembered □Fucking with a hideous lizard, he didn't even see it at all.

There are not many furniture in the office, and the decoration is a bit warm - there are orange candlesticks everywhere around the ceiling and corners, illuminating the room brightly, and the warm sun light is very warm, without any gloomy atmosphere.

The dark green carpet is a little dark under the light, but when you step on it, you will ignore its cool color, and it feels very soft to the touch. There is also a green couch that looks very comfortable facing the fireplace, Harry Sit up on it and it's really comfortable - oh, and there's a footstool, which is really nice, he'll be able to lay there all day on that alone!

"These were arranged by that fussy house-elf who made the whole room look like it was going to be a Christmas party for dozens of people, I removed it all, and I can make it up again if you like Set it up again." Snape walked up to the young man who was lying comfortably on the sofa, he squatted down, and stroked that soft belly.

"It's still a month before I can hear the fetal heartbeat." Harry looked at the listening head leaning on his stomach in surprise, "You can only hear my stomach growling." He said and stroked Snape's semi-long hair made fingers run through the smooth black hair.

Sure enough, as long as this guy washes his hair every day and makes less potions, his hair won't be oily enough to drip out.

This guy's hair is still pretty good, easy to touch.Harry couldn't help grinning secretly, thinking for a moment of that gloomy old bat with a long face all day long.

"I think it's a bit empty-how about a bookshelf?" Harry thought he wouldn't be with Snape to class all day, he still had to find something to pass the time without letting Dumbledore see him .

Oh, that was too bad, how could he be at Hogwarts so that Dumbledore couldn't see him - maybe he should get a wig.

Snape's ears moved away from his big boy's belly, he leaned against the boy's warm shoulder, clapped his hands and called to the house-elf who was good at stacking things, "Lucky, this Mr. Potter What you say is equivalent to what I say, when I go to class, please take care of him for me, it is your task to make him happy."

"Okay, honorable Professor Snape, I will take good care of you—husband." The house elf immediately threw his head on the ground, and when it was thinking about how to address Harry, it sensed the connection between the two Marriage in the body, so it changed its mouth in a very good way.

"Oh." Harry blinked, this was the first time he felt that he and Snape were really married, and even the house elves knew the secret.

"Isn't it time for you to go to class? What grade is the first class in?" Harry patted Snape on the arm and pushed him up again.

"It's just the first-year class you were looking forward to, the first potions class for Gryffindor and Slytherin." Snape reached out to a certain Potter who was still lying on the sofa and was too lazy to stand up. .

Harry's eyes lit up, he gripped the hand tightly, and almost jumped - Snape's stern gaze stopped his excitement, and Harry spat at his worried Severus. I stuck out my tongue.

"I'm going, I swear I won't make a sound—I'll just sit there in the cloak and watch you in class."

Snape looked into those bright eyes bursting with anticipation. The big boy was just short of his ass and had a big fluffy tail wagging wildly.

It is indeed an ADHD patient who cannot calm down.

"You swear you won't leave your seat, Daniel - Potions is no place to play, and it's far more dangerous than you think."

It wasn't that he was alarmist, he had already dealt with a potion accident in less than a week, and the potion level of this group of students was really eye-opening to him.

Now he knew that the old chameleon didn't retire in this position and left, maybe he really couldn't continue teaching.

What this group of students needed was an IQ test, instead of continuing to waste time in Potions, a class that required superb skills, turning the class into a blasting scene.

"Oh, Severus, don't worry, I can help you if there is any accident, I don't need someone to take care of you, you know I can help a lot." Harry looked at Snape, he smiled Got up, and then took out his precious invisibility cloak from his pocket.

It is because he knows that Daniel has this ability, and he has such a restless personality.Snape could only press his throbbing forehead, picked up his briefcase, and glanced at the stubborn young man who was hiding his body under the invisibility cloak.

He strode out of his office and walked down the dark cellar corridor, his steps rustling, as if a gust of wind could be blown behind him to wind the tail of his robe.

But Harry noticed that Snape had slowed down, as if he was waiting for him, he immediately trotted after him wrapped in the Invisibility Cloak, and took Snape's hand, Snape squeezed his palm, So Harry stopped laughing, adjusted his expression, and followed his Potions professor into the classroom.

Compared with the Potions classroom he remembered, it was a bit cruder, with fewer ugly and disgusting specimens, and the classroom looked empty.There is only one set of utensils used in potion teaching, tall, short, fat and thin potion bottles, beakers, droppers, crucibles of various styles, a whole set of scissors and knives of different specifications, and simple metal scales and tape measure etc. Tools with potion ingredients.

"Would you like to add something, Severus, your classroom is too spacious - what about taxidermy? Some anatomical diagrams of frogs or snakes?" Harry whispered into Snape's ear as he hugged him. Saying his suggestion.

He didn't realize until now that even though he didn't like the old bastard's Potions class, when he stepped into the Potions class in the cellar again, he missed the one he remembered most, the one that came out of the boiling cauldron. An indescribably bitter mist, and a dark old bat that satirized him with a gloomy face all day long.

"You like those?" Snape looked at it in surprise—although it was just a cloud of air, he waved his wand and moved a chair against the wall facing the podium, away from the area where the students were.

He pulled Daniel and guided him to sit down.

"Just so eager to carry out your prank?" Snape tapped Potter's forehead, his hand falling with perfect precision.

Harry yelled, but there was no follow-up.Some students have already opened the door and entered.So Harry shut his mouth and patted Snape's hand.

He looked at Snape and coughed lightly. He recovered his indifferent face and walked back to the podium, opened his briefcase and took out the lesson plans of the first lesson.

The students entered the classroom one after another. They looked curiously at the young professor who arrived earlier, but when they saw that indifferent face, they shrank their heads and rolled to their seats without saying a word. An Jing Quiet like a timid quail.

Harry stared at this group of immature freshmen through the invisibility cloak. All the Slytherins raised their heads high and stared at their headmaster with sparkling eyes. There were also one or two students who were not so used to Snape's indifference. , they hunched their heads, trying to reduce their sense of presence, reminding Harry of Crabbe and Goyle, although of course they didn't look alike.

The Gryffindors, on the other hand, were much more lively. Some chattered endlessly, pretending that no one was whispering, throwing balls of paper to harass the traitors among them who were studying and studying hard.

Snape approached the rowdy group of students who thought they were alone.

"In your opinion, the classroom is a place for you to chat?" His voice was deep and deep like a snake gradually approaching, and the tail sound was like a snake's tail slapping, slowly and softly penetrated into the ear, carrying the moisture in the water pipe, It made these students tremble suddenly.

"10 points deducted from Gryffindor." He deducted points blankly, "Stand up, and let the big guys admire your endless friendship."

Loud laughter erupted from the Slytherin side, and the Gryffindors blushed, hesitating like mushrooms after the rain, and stood up one after another, five of them , I am afraid it is not a dormitory.

Snape strode back to the lectern. He turned and looked around the room, taking one last look at the empty chair closest to the lectern.

"You have come here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion preparation." He said, his face was so severe that everyone held their breath subconsciously, his voice was soft and like a whisper, but everyone Can hear clearly, as if this is also a magical magic.

"Many of you won't believe it's magic, as there's no foolish wand waving here. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron with its white smoke and fragrance, You don't really understand the liquid that flows into people's veins, the magical power that makes people's hearts swell and their minds blurred...I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death-but there must be one thing, that is, you are not Just the kind of dumbass fools I've come across all the time."

Severus.

Harry was thinking his lover's name in his mind, and he covered his mouth, thinking of so many things in an instant, just picking them up from his mind and leaving them like gravel through his fingers.

He just felt that this young man had changed, he was gradually growing into the appearance he remembered, whether it was his broad shoulders, his tall and straight body, or even his sense of intimidation standing on the podium, he was overwhelmed. The memory flashed back to his first class in Potions.

But with another glance, this young man is still the lover he is familiar with with whom he gets along day and night.

What kind of magic is fate that can make a gentle young man look like that, but where did he go when he was supposed to be by his side?

No - he won't stay here, there is already a Harry Potter in this era, he is not Daniel Potter, the fictional name is still false, how long can his lies last?

With something on his mind, Harry looked at the young man standing on the podium explaining the first simple potion. He watched Snape order a few students to answer the questions, as he should have known, Snape Pu found fault with Gryffindor, deducting points and punishing cleaning the cauldron.

After writing the main points on the blackboard with magic, the students were asked to get the potion materials to make potions.

Then came the frantic production process. These children were exposed to potions for the first time, and they did not know professional techniques.

Harry recalled himself, he couldn't remember what he looked like at the time, only Neville blew up the cauldron.

So he stood up and walked towards Gryffindor, especially those students who were punished to stand at the beginning of class. He cried out when a student grabbed a porcupine quill and wanted to put it into a boiling cauldron.

"That's not possible!"

So the student was so frightened that he held on to the porcupine thorn tightly, while his companion quickly removed the boiling cauldron from the flame.

"What did you hear?" the fat, freckled man tremblingly asked his companion.

"I didn't hear anything, just put the porcupine quill in." His thin companion, who was staring at the blackboard wholeheartedly, shrugged and lowered his head to write down the main points in his notes.

"Oh." The little fat man nodded, and threw all the porcupine quills in his hand into the cauldron.

Harry was just happy to be grabbed by the arm just as he had avoided a catastrophe.

"10 points deducted from Gryffindor, you're cheating, Potter." Snape said, glaring at the two frizzy platypus that almost caused a mess, he couldn't refuse and tugged at the naughty Bobby. Go to the podium.

After grading the potion, assigning homework, and completing the daily tasks, Snape packed up the lesson plans and walked back to the office. After closing the door, he faced the troubled man who had lifted the invisibility cloak expressionlessly. Porter.

"As you can see, classes aren't fun." Snape crossed his arms.

"You're awesome!" Harry hugged Snape excitedly, giving his pissed young bat a kiss.

"I especially like you standing on the podium, it suits you very well," Harry said, letting go of Snape, and couldn't help looking at him again, kissing that handsome hooked nose.

"You like it?" Snape asked dryly, as if he hadn't expected Daniel's enthusiasm to be so eager and gushing.

"Of course, you did a great job." Harry kissed his professor, from his cheek to his neck, not sparing his Adam's apple, just short of ripping off his clothes.

Are all Gryffindors this sticky?Snape embraced his enthusiastic big boy and walked to the sofa. He could only be with Daniel for a while - he still had to correct his holiday homework, and the job of a professor was not easy at all.

"If you can take less Gryffindor house points." Harry said the point when he sat down, holding Snape's hand and looking at him expectantly.

"No." Snape, who had benefited, dismissed Daniel's request without blinking his eyes.

"Need I remind you that I am the professor. My deduction of points is well-founded, even the Hogwarts scoring system is accepted. You should know that your attention can only be given to your partner. If you stay in the It's been too long in other places, I can only assure you that it will be farther away from your expectations." He narrowed his eyes with a casual threat in his tone.

This small-bellied bastard!Harry sneered, he could only wish the Gryffindors a lot of blessings in his heart, and looked forward to the old headmaster stopping some bastard who had just become a professor and was partial to lawlessness.