Trouble with hp love at first sight

C.4

Harry succeeded in making Snape's unchanging face burst into shame and anger, until he summoned a dry towel to wipe the old bastard's body, but Snape, who had recovered from the Undoing Curse, snatched the towel away.

It was only after seeing the murderous sight that Harry realized that he might have increased Snape's disgust towards him.

"Don't you like me to bathe you?" Harry slumped, unrolling his rolled-up sleeves, looking down at his half-wet robes, suddenly he remembered that before he came back, in order to get a letter from Severor Si, he also tempted him a little bit, and couldn't wait to brew the snake venom antidote without even having time to clean it up.

He just felt that the sticky stuff that was supposed to be dried up began to heat up, and the heat spread to his face.

"Potter, maybe you like taking care of others best, but I just want you to spread your love of being the savior to other people and not to me." Snape snorted, staring at the suddenly blushing man in front of him. boy.

If Potter could feel ashamed with a little self-knowledge, it wasn't terminally ill.

His eyes stayed on the face he loved and hated, the same as before, he moved his face away, habit made him able to distinguish the boy from his uncle very clearly.

He didn't need to get involved with this Potter too much, especially since he was the son of that stupid deer, and now he and Potter had settled.

"You should go." He ordered to evict the guest again.

"I took a shower for you, Severus, don't I even have the right to use this bathroom?" Harry puffed up and stared at Snape, who was not getting into the oil and water in front of him, if it wasn't for Alexis Just living here - he couldn't associate the bastard in front of him with his Severus at all, how could they be the same person?

Or, what had happened to make his Severus like this?

Harry began to regret in his heart. If he knew that he should stay, wouldn't he save Snape and not be separated from Severus, but reason told him that there was no such possibility.

Snape gave Harry a cold look, and he strode out of the bathroom with the towel, leaving Harry alone in the bathroom.

"At least I stayed." Harry breathed out.

He started to take off his clothes, and the inexplicable irritability made him use the Undressing Charm, and all the clothes fell on the ground in an instant, he opened the glass door, walked into the bathroom naked, turned on the shower, and the hot water was turned on. The water mist formed, and beads of condensation formed on the glass and mirrors.

Humidity began to spread throughout the bathroom.

Snape grimly put a Drying Curse on his hair as he brushed it, and then suddenly frowned, staring at his wardrobe drawer.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, strode to his closet and took out an unworn suit and a new pair of underwear.

Although he knew that the clothes in the drawer would indeed suit Potter, after all, Potter's cub looked so much like his uncle, and their heights were so similar that they were almost exactly the same.

Damn Potter's bloodline is so strong, he has not killed Potter until now, all because of his poor love for that cruel man and the symbiotic hatred for it.

He took the set of clothes for Potter's cubs and walked to the bathroom. Without knocking, he opened the bathroom door.

Snape's Adam's apple tightened suddenly, he closed his eyes fiercely, opened them again, and threw the new clothes on the boy's head in displeasure, as if he could get the scene in front of him out of his mind wipe off.

"What's the matter?" Harry turned off the shower, and he took off the half-wet clothes covering his head, and the half-up wet black hair was like two ridiculous little sticks on the top of his head, Expose that famous lightning-shaped mark to the air.

Snape stared at the mark, which made him separate the boy in front of him from Daniel, his heartstrings would not tremble at the sight, but instead he felt sick, seeing the Potter family for real again The inherited promiscuity constantly reminded him of the black history abandoned by that cruel man back then.

His face was sullen, and his voice was squeezed out of a broken pipe due to the wound on his neck, "Potter, I'm not interested in your rich ass-ass private life, but I have I have the right to let promiscuous sex like you out of my house."

Before seeing these marks on Harry's body, at most he felt that Potter, although his girlfriend kept changing, should still be considered a chick, but now——Potter actually eats both men and women!He shouldn't have allowed this kid to talk to Alexis. With such a bad cousin, his little girl might want to get close to her.

Snape's face was covered with icy frost, and he stared at Harry as if he were looking at a piece of garbage that should be destroyed humanely.

"I'm not promiscuous!" Harry touched the water on his face, he looked at Snape incredulously while holding his clothes.

"Still quibbling, if you didn't see the facts with your own eyes, wouldn't you just rely on this innocent face to trick those men into sleeping with you?" Snape glanced at that face contemptuously, and he gritted his teeth maliciously.There are marks of shame everywhere under that face, revealing enough about the private life of this seemingly innocent savior.He is like a rotten flower that has been tasted, his whole body has been watered by the stench, a complete residue.

No matter how much he looked like that person again, with the exact same face—Snape just wanted to get rid of this disgusting Potter, and he would spit out just looking at that face.

It would drive him crazy to wonder if the man who had been away from him for so many years was also somewhere he couldn't see, had so many lovers that maybe as long as he was a man he could - live such a rich life without ever thinking about his partner .

"Get out!" Snape even drew out his wand, panting heavily as his chest heaved violently in rage.However, he had just recovered from the poisoning state, his sick body was shaking, and his head would fall back when he was dizzy.

Harry immediately rushed forward and grabbed Snape, "Severus." The clothes he was holding fell to the ground, and his naked body touched Snape like throwing himself into a hug. Nepe.

The dizziness was only momentary, but Potter's approach made his eyes widen in shock, and he stared in amazement at the chest that was close at hand.

"Get out!" he snarled, getting up and stuffing the clothes into Harry's arms, pushing the boy.Quickly dragged him to the fireplace, and sent the damned Potter away as soon as he sprinkled Floo.

When Harry came to his senses, he found that he had returned to number 12, Grimmauld Place, and all he could do was stare at the ash-covered fireplace when he tried to go back.

"Damn snot, don't use the Floo network for the rest of your life!" He yelled at the empty fireplace in disbelief, and his family's Floo network was disconnected in the blink of an eye!