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Harry rummaged through the pile of flavors and fragrances they bought in the old city of Damascus, found a copper plate, and placed amber-like milky white grains in irregular shapes that seemed to be solidified wax. Frankincense was mixed with stone-shaped special incense and placed on it. He waved his wand to ignite it, and the strange aroma brought by the smoke rising could not help but make people feel hot all over. Maybe the effect of the medicine is not so fast, but two people will always be together. It's embarrassing.

Snape cast a sound-proofing spell on the baby room, then put down his wand, he came to Harry who was hesitantly clutching the exotic Middle Eastern witch costume, and bit his ear, "Tsk, don't you Are you timid?"

Harry shrugged, glaring at the old bastard who was actually laughing at him, and covered his bitten red ears as he picked up the suit and walked to the bathroom.

"Why don't you change here?" Snape asked, his hand wrapped around Harry's chest, taking off his coat for him, those slender fingers seemed to be enchanted, making the body warm wherever he went. amazing.

"I just want to go to the bathroom and change!" Harry yelled, clutching the brand new suit in his hands and glaring at Snape.

Yes, his professor wouldn't do that, but his husband would—Harry didn't know for a moment whether to swallow the tone and let the harassment continue, or throw away the women's clothes in his hand, grab the old bastard and give him a courteous return. The clothes were stripped—the clothes were so in the way.

"Wait for me." He thought for a while and decided to continue his promise, so he rushed into the bathroom with this suit as if his feet were burned.

Snape sat on the sofa, he brought the red wine on the wine rack, and two clear semicircular wine glasses, he opened the wine, poured two glasses of red wine, the liquid danced like flames in the glasses burn.

He took the small finger-sized potion bottle out of his pocket, and waited for his boy to appear before him in exotic attire, with his sun-burning love and heat.

Hesitating, Harry opened the door after taking two deep breaths.This dress was not as unacceptable as he thought—the only bad thing was that there was too little fabric, and the upper body covered his chest with only a thin piece of silky emerald fabric wrapped around the back of his neck. A knot, he could feel something strange—it’s all because he rubbed the creaking hole and the side of his waist, and his whole body was hot and sweaty in just over a minute, and the purple lantern trousers could still cover his body. The body is abnormal, but the waist of these trousers is too low, especially at the back waist.The sea-blue translucent veil-like gown that he was wearing couldn't cover him at all, and the hazy light on his body seemed to add a touch of ambiguity.

Harry couldn't help panting, the corners of his eyes were dyed with love because of emotion, his cheeks were as red as rose petals, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, the veil covered his eyes, making those eyes The eyes full of spring water are greener, and the strong tide of emotion is cut in his eyes, as if the touch of emerald green refracted by Alexandrite in the dark night, and once it is illuminated by the sun, the emerald green will turn into the fiery passion of passion , burning in his palm.

"What do you think?" Harry said, his voice was hoarse and trembling, his shoulders were trembling slightly, when he was still standing there with force - a big mistake, he should have sprayed the fragrance on Sne Instead of smearing himself on Pu's body so that now he's almost watery, unable to walk, just waiting to become Severus's cup of wine that has been tasted countless times.

"It would be even more perfect if you add an anklet." Snape said as he took out a golden chain studded with opals from his pocket. He walked towards Harry, ignoring the young man's unsteady state, and bent over Leaning down to fasten the anklet around Harry's ankle, he kissed the bare foot.

When he raised his head, the heat in those black eyes seemed to swallow Harry instantly.

Snape took out the potion he had prepared and unscrewed the bottle cap, "Just like what you promised before the journey started, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Harry opened his eyes wide and stared at the medicine bottle the size of a thumb, and saw Snape involuntarily pressed it against his lips, and Harry's lips trembled - he knew the medicine, sweet as honey , and the effect of it - damn it is so sweet.

He opened his mouth to say something but was poured down by the hard-faced man, and Harry had to swallow the precious potion - so sweet that his heart was shaking.

"Good boy." Snape grabbed his Potter, who was always obsessed with running away, kissed his ear and then the messy hair that was disturbing to watch.

He carried his boy to the sofa, stuffed the glass of red wine into Harry's hand, and they drank together a glass of red Bordeaux that was as strong as their love.

……

……

Everything, whether sticky or enthusiastic or crying, sad or even missing all these things, all of which carried Harry Potter for the first 20 years and the second half of his life belonged to him.

And this is it.

They are complete.

When Harry opened his eyes, his eyelids were so heavy that he didn't even want to think, and he closed them again and fell into sleep—and this sleep was at sunset.

"You should have given me the Vitality Potion by now," Harry muttered as he wolfed down what was supposed to be breakfast or lunch but actually dinner - which was his first meal of the day before going back to sleep. It was time for his stomach to protest.

"I can't think of a day when I would be grateful that my husband is my Potions Professor." His voice was so small that it seemed to be in his mouth, and then he stuffed the baked butter and rosemary that were melted just right into his mouth Together make just the right amount of potatoes.

"There are three days left in the vacation, and you must not want to miss our last trip - to explore the ruins in the desert." Snape said, he looked as if he had removed the last trace of his professorial halo, and his whole person became It was warm and hot, as if the sharp thorns in Harry's previous impression had faded away, and he became a living and warm human being, not the cave creature that the students had guessed.

"Oh, Severus, I've wanted to go on an adventure with you since a long time ago, and that must be one of the best moments I'll remember for a long time." Harry took Snape's hand, and they pointed The ring on it seemed to have witnessed everything, shining with an eternal light.

After the vacation was over, Harry returned to Hogwarts, and he began to fall into the same group of anxious exam preparation army, gearing up for a seat in the library every morning.

Although Hermione was very concerned about her friend, her attention was quickly distracted by sad little Malfoy.

"I just said that Malfoy is completely a bad breed. Only Hermione feels that he is alone and can't read the review materials, so she pulls him to supervise him to review every day—vomit." Ron complained. Make a disgusted expression, "I really don't understand, if it were the former Miss Know-it-All, she would have seen through Malfoy's hypocrisy long ago, why is she acting like a fool now."

Because love makes a fool!Harry wanted to complain badly, but he was afraid that Ron would faint from fright when he found out, since he already had a friend in a snake's den.

"It won't last long, and the exam will be in two months." Harry's tone was perfunctory, and his herbal medicine was still spread out in his hand, and he kept his eyes glued to the in his textbook.

Even if Severus came and stood in front of him, it wasn't as attractive as the textbook in his hand-who let this be the only NEWTs in a lifetime!

It’s getting hotter day by day, and Hogwarts, which is still open during the summer vacation specially for postponed exams, has become such a special exception for so many years, and the students who have witnessed enough history are almost smashed by these exceptions Dizzy, plunged headlong into the sea of ​​books and was tirelessly overwhelmed by exam review materials.

On such a morning of studying as usual, Harry, who was pouring himself a glass of milk while opening the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook and muttering, suddenly felt sick and covered his mouth.

Then he was stunned suddenly, and the corners of his grin continued to widen, as if he had been hit by the lottery prize of the Daily Prophet. He couldn't wait to grab his textbook and rushed towards the cellar.

Panting for breath while reading out the password, Harry opened the door and met Severus, who was holding a first-year potions textbook and patiently facing their little girl. His little face was filled with confusion of being overwhelmed by knowledge beyond his age.

Harry's eyes widened, "Severus, she's only one year old, are you so impatient to make her grow?"

He couldn't help stroking his abdomen, and the more he thought about it, the more he had a headache—so he swayed and fell headlong, but was caught by Snape who dropped the textbook before falling down.

Oh - he shouldn't have been so weak-willed and agreed to Snape to take that potion, maybe the old bastard has already started to arrange a lot of magic for his child who is still in the belly, which is still the size of a soybean. The medicine prenatal education class was full of time after she was born, and their eldest daughter had already started to suffer.

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