Trouble with hp love at first sight

Branch line B.72

"You actually have free time to learn how to fish." After Snape waved his wand to change the operation of the boat to automatic control by magic, he crossed his arms and looked at Harry, whose face was full of excitement while holding the fishing rod.

"No, of course I don't know how to fish. In addition to studying in school, I was fighting wits with Death Eaters. It was the first time I even touched a fishing rod-but fishing should be very simple, it's not a magic spell. We also need to control the angle of the stick, we just need to hang the bait on the hook and throw it out, isn’t it all right?” Harry’s face was determined, as if fishing is so simple that even a novice can easily learn it , he said and handed the fishing rod in his hand to Snape, and then stood by the side of the boat. He looked down and found that the sea water was so clear, as the waves rolled, the white froth was rising and falling. In the distance, you can also see a milky white flower-like jellyfish stretching its flower bones softly, floating up as if it is going to bask in the sun, and constantly stretching with its body shrinking and stretching. The direction left behind circle after circle of translucent bubbles.

They gradually sailed away from the port, and the market on the coast has become a necklace of multicolored stones strung together, falling on the curving coastline.

Harry withdrew his gaze from afar, and looked at Snape, who was studying the fishing rod close at hand. His back was facing the sun, and shadows fell on his face from the half-long hair hanging on his cheeks, but his expression It was much gentler than he had seen before, without any gloom.

Harry couldn't help reaching out his hand towards him—

Snape narrowed his eyes and stared at the hand in front of his eyes, and then looked at the owner of the hand, only to see the boy looking at him with a smirk, and put his hand behind his back.

He snorted, bent down and passed the bait through the hook, and after checking the line and reel, he swung the rod with his back to Harry but didn't cast the line, just tried the fish. Rod deformed, and then he gave Harry a look with the adjusted fishing rod, "Come here."

"Are you going to teach me how to fish?" Harry grinned, and he happily walked over, surrounded by those arms, and the prepared fishing rod was right in front of his eyes.

It's not bad to learn to fish now, he thought, and saw Snape put the fishing rod in his hand, and then put one hand on his shoulder, pointing at the fishing rod on the other hand. Those parts, and those lips were close to his ears carefully telling him the composition of the fishing rod, the world was so vast under the same color of sea and sky, but there was no one around, just him and this old bastard.

And his voice was so low, obviously serious teaching, and they still had the sun on their heads, but Harry just thought the old bastard was so damn sexy and charming.

Maybe he should give him a kiss.

"So what to do next?" Quick, tell him to throw this fishing rod!Then he can throw away the broken pole in his hand and grab the collar of this man covered in hormones, and give him a dizzying kiss!

Harry thought about how sexy his Adam's apple was moving when Snape was talking, he should have bitten it, and Snape was speechless, the old bastard was too old for him to lie down.And he is so young and full of energy - why can't he control this man?

"Throw it as hard as you can," Snape said, and he took Harry's hand and showed him how hard to swing the rod.

They stared at the fishing rod thrown out, "Don't move now, you just need to watch it quietly, don't use your incurable ADHD to do unnecessary things." He said and saw the reel stop After the line, he let go of his hand, and let go of his embrace.

He picked up another fishing rod, put on the bait and started to spin the fishing rod, and put the fishing rod on the side of the boat after the spinning.

Harry followed his example, but instead of playing with the fishing rod and walking away, he sat on the edge of the boat, took off his shoes and socks, pulled up his trousers, and put his feet in the water Li——The sea water, which has been exposed to the sun all morning, is very warm. He swayed his feet back and forth comfortably. The gentle sea breeze suddenly became violent, so his messy hair became more messy, and even bangs fell into his eyes. In the process, he had to take off his glasses.

Then his wrist gripping his glasses was caught, and Snape leaned over, his other hand from Harry's back to his chest, wrapping around his waist, throwing the boy backwards. With a pull, he fell back on top of him.

Harry raised his head to meet those black eyes, "What's the matter?" He grinned, the corners of his mouth widening.

His feet were still in the blue water, and he looked like a seductive siren—although the reckless mess of hair could not add to the charm, but in Snape's eyes, such a golden sun was not as good The splendor of this Potter in front of him.

"Do you want to tread water too? It's very comfortable, and you can also bask in the sun." He said, his eyes drifted to the protruding Adam's apple, and then the more serious chin under the gloom, and the thin lips Squeeze it tightly, as if pulling it until it is rejected casually.

Harry really couldn't resist the temptation, his tolerance threshold had always been very low, so he grabbed Snape's clothes, pulled him hard, twisted his waist to the maximum, and aimed at those thin lips.

But he bit on the chin where the jawline was so sexy that he couldn't help sighing, and then he stuck out his tongue and licked the lips he had been thinking about since morning.

"It seems that you don't want to fish anymore. You really can't expect a Potter to learn from beginning to end." Snape mocked.

"Don't try to catch the bloody fish! Am I not more interesting than fish?" Harry muttered, leaning back, trying to change his position to hug his Severus, forgetting that he was sitting On the edge of the boat, the feet are still in the sea!

Without paying attention, he fell backwards and fell into the sea.

Snape had only time to reach out and grab Harry's hand, and the reckless boy was still in the water, and he grabbed the boy so hard that he floated on the surface instead of plummeting out of sight.

"Pfft." Harry spat out the salty sea water pouring into his mouth, he wiped his face, shook his wet head, and looked at Snape pitifully.

"Tsk, you can't catch fish, so you can't wait to dive into the sea and become a fish yourself, wanting to be caught ashore?" Snape looked at the boy who became wet in an instant, his two hands They all grabbed Harry's hand, and although his mouth was still unrelenting, his movements still pulled Harry up quite gently.

"Don't think I don't know you're mocking me—I've seen mermaids, they're so ugly!" Harry, who was pulled up, glared at Snape dissatisfiedly, how could he be dry all over, only the cuffs were slapped Wet a small piece, and his whole body turned into a drowned rat?The more Harry thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable.

So he hugged Snape immediately, and the constant tick-tock on his body soon wet Snape's robes - but now no one cared whether the clothes were wet or not, Harry kissed eagerly Lips that I hadn't been able to kiss before.

His tongue invited Snape to dance with him, share the wet slime.

Harry cupped that face, his fingers lightly touching what he imagined to be the jawline, then the sexy Adam's apple, but as his kiss deepened, the initiative was soon taken over by the owner of the more flexible tongue. Mastering, he grabbed the boy who kept teasing him, and then attacked his most sensitive palate, taking his oxygen, swallowing the moisture in his mouth.

It didn't take long for all the strength in Harry's body to be sucked away, his hands were grabbed, and his whole body was turned over and pressed against the plank of the boat, facing the boundless blue sky.

It wasn't until his trousers were pulled down that Harry finally remembered that this was not a good occasion, that any moment a ship would pass by and see what they were doing - so he shoved Snape who was on top of him.

And at this moment, he saw the fishing rod on there moving, and he had a ready-made reason, "The fish is hooked, Severus--aren't you going to teach me how to fish?" He said angrily , so confident that Snape lost interest.

So Snape let go of the rowdy boy, who squeezed his hand, pulled him up, and put the glasses back on his eyes.

They returned to the fishing rod, "Watch my movements."

He picked up the fishing rod on the rack, and his posture was standard like the illustration in a fishing book. He pulled up the fishing rod, and the force of fighting with the fish was so urgent that it seemed that the two sides were in a stalemate tug-of-war, causing the fishing rod to bend and appear. The arc was like a crescent moon, and Snape's hand was constantly spinning the reel, and the tightened fishing line made the fishing rod stretch as if it would break in the next moment.His arm muscles were all tense, and suddenly he lifted the crescent-shaped fishing rod forcefully, his jaw tightened until the fish got out of the water, and he saw that the end of the raised fishing line was biting a fish less than half a meter long. A blue-gray sea bass, he swung the rod back and the fish fell to the planks of the boat.

"It's really caught!" Harry picked up the fish in surprise, and almost hit him in the face with the lively flapping tail, so he uttered a petrification spell, and threw the frozen fish into the wood. in the barrel.

He began to gear up and look forward to his fishing rod, maybe he could catch a bigger fish than Snape's.

"Do you like wearing wet clothes, or do you think you can dry your clothes by standing here?" Snape grabbed Harry's arm and dragged the boy, who was still looking forward to fishing, towards the trapdoor. .

"My fish!" Harry was still yelling, and Snape dragged him into the bathroom in the room in the ship, stripped him of all his clothes and even his underwear.

The walls of the bathroom are also transparent, allowing you to see jellyfish and schools of clownfish passing by.

Although there was no one else here, the shyness still overflowed, and he looked up at Snape, only to see that the old bastard was just chanting drying spells on the pile of wet clothes.

Harry turned around, what a shame!With a cold face, he turned on the shower and couldn't wait to wash off the salty smell of sea water on his body with hot water.