Trouble with hp love at first sight

The snow is getting heavier.

Snow piled up outside the house as thick as the calf, so white that everything became one.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Harry looked at the snow that washed the whole world into white through the frosted glass.

"Don't you need to shovel snow?" Harry turned to look at Snape.

Snape put the received letter into his pocket calmly, then raised his head to meet Harry's question.

"No," he said, his tone becoming hard and stinking. "Are you still thinking about taking to the Muggle streets to use up your excess energy?"

"No, it's cold outside, I'm not going out." Harry shook his head, "And no broom." He muttered, but Snape heard the mutter, and he got a cold snort .

"I'll save my own money to buy a broom, you can't take away my right to a hobby, can you?" Harry stuck out his tongue at Snape, he walked towards Snape, put the teacup on the table, and rubbed his hands .

"Is it a new order?" His gaze pointed to Snape's side waist pocket, and he saw that he had put the letter into his pocket, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

"You meddle too much." Snape stared at Harry blankly.

"Okay." Harry shrugged, he did seem too close to Snape.

But after so many days together—they still kiss, they hug, they share the same bed, it gives him the illusion that they are friends.

He should have found the correct distance to get along with Snape instead of letting himself be here—Harry couldn't help but glance at Snape again—until now he still felt that this young man was so special, like It's the only walking hormone that's been made for him, and it's hard not to focus on him.

It's miserable-wake up this is the old bat, just think of that lifeless and sarcastic face!Harry took a deep breath, feeling much better now.

He feels so good, at least he doesn't see that face and want to kiss it.He can't get out of control anymore!

"By the way, happy birthday." Harry remembered that today was a special day, and he grinned at Snape with a smile like the sun warm enough to melt the snow.

"I have a present for you."'

"You said it." Snape said, he finally raised a little bit of interest, after all, Daniel was still wearing summer clothes when they met, and he knew all about the things he went shopping the day before yesterday, so what would Daniel's so-called gift be?

"First of all, I want to explain that I don't have any extra money, so I can't buy you gifts." Harry licked his lips, clasped his hands, and subconsciously snapped his fingers because of nervousness.

"The thing I want to give you was given to me by my friend." He said quickly, and at the same time looked at Snape's expression.

"This is not perfunctory! I promise, because I don't need it, and we just happened to meet——I want to give it to you, and I hope you will be safe and sound."

Before Snape's face darkened, Harry pulled the talisman he had kept so well from his pocket.

This was specially made by Hermione before the final battle, referring to the ancient Anglo-Saxon tradition of weaving ropes and related blessing effects to the warriors on the battlefield.

This is an amulet entrusted with blessing magic, which can resist the damage of the guardian.Of course it didn't protect against the Death Curse, so he didn't use it.

"I think you should be able to use it." Harry handed the diamond-shaped amulet made of multicolored twine to Snape.

He really hoped that Snape would be fine, that he would be the old bastard he knew in years to come.

Oh, he didn't want the healthy young man in front of him to turn into an old bastard who was lying on the bed and dying at any time.

Harry scratched his hair in embarrassment. "I know it's weird to pass on something that someone gave me - but it's the best wish I can give." He said, placing the amulet on Snape's Throw it in your hand.

Snape snorted coldly, "So you know." He clenched the amulet in his hand.

This is the second person who gave him a gift.

And—Snape looked at that annoyingly typical Potter face, a young man so hot that he burned the hearts of those who looked at him.

Unfortunately, his hard armor is also easily melted by its light, which is not good news.

So warm, so unguarded and foolishly open to him, so warm, he'd want more, and he could have it with a reach.

No, he was really corrupted by these days.

He can't have too much, he doesn't have the ability to keep it all.

A caveman who has been in the dark for too long, the moment he looks at the sun, he will lose his eyes and never have light again.

If it is for swearing to death without regrets, I am sorry that it is not him.He was a lowly seeker of the light who would only drag this stupid Potter into his turf, and then everything else would follow his rules.

"You still owe me a gift." He said nonchalantly putting the amulet in his pocket.

He began to look forward to Daniel's next step, and he had a hunch that today he would get something beyond his expectations.

When this young man broke into his life, he had already exceeded expectations.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let me make you a cake, if the order is not urgent - how can there be no cake for your birthday?"

Oh, he remembered the cake that Hagrid gave him when he was 11 years old. Although it was squeezed out of shape, it was the first cake he got, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Birthdays should have cake!