Professor, please pay the debt

The next morning, Snape blushed as soon as he woke up, his limp body and confused memory reminding him of how debauched he had been last night.

damn it!

Snape kicked his legs twice under the quilt, trying to kick the nymphomaniac off the bed, but in vain, when he sat up, he realized that he was alone on the bed and his little lover was missing.

This is even more damned!

When he was in school, Professor Snape always tried his best to drive people out of the dormitory, but last night, because of Potter's long journey back from Europe, he showed mercy and didn't drive people out. That kid should be grateful, why didn't he wait for him on the bed?

Although he didn't say it clearly.But, Merlin's lubricating fluid, needless to say!

If you don't refuse, you agree. Do you have to let him say, Potter, you sleep on the bed honestly and don't run around. Tomorrow morning, according to the custom, I have prepared a Christmas gift for you.

Snapela opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there was a crystal bottle full of potions inside. It was a gift in the style of a potion master. Pu was furious, thinking angrily, oh... that Potter, what an idiot!He never got my mind right!How could I have such a boyfriend!

Sitting on the bed complaining, the more he thought about it, the more he felt unwilling, and finally got out of bed, walking around the room in conservative pajamas, Snape would never admit that he was looking for someone.

But he still went to the bathroom, and after realizing that there was no one there, he went to the guest room, and then went to the living room and study downstairs... There was no one!

Snape sulked at the potion in the bedroom - maybe I should sell that for a lot of Galleons, so that pompous kid would know he wasn't the only one earning a living.

Just as he was seriously considering this possibility, he smelled the aroma of food...

It's real food, not that nasty crap!Strange that the smell hadn't been in the house for over a decade—since his mother died.

Unable to resist the temptation, Snape was attracted by the scent and walked towards the kitchen. The potions master's sense of smell, which is usually used to determine the level of potions, played a role, and accurately judged that the smell came from heated olive oil.

When he walked to the door of the kitchen, the smell of fried eggs wafted in the air.

"Wake up!" The young man stood in front of the cooking counter in the kitchen, turned around and said to him, "Breakfast will be ready soon..."

After speaking, Harry started to get busy again. He got a pan from nowhere, and a few eggs were being sizzled in the pan. Harry waved his wand skillfully to direct the eggs to turn over by themselves. .

Then he went to look after a cauldron that stood beside him.That's right, the cauldron, with the magic fire burning underneath, and what's bubbling inside the cauldron isn't some potion, but a pot of porridge that's bubbling.

Harry scooped up some with a spoon, leaned his head over and tasted it carefully, and as he did so, the rare winter sun peeked out from behind the clouds, illuminating his face with a bright yellowish light, From Snape's angle, it was easy to see Harry's profile, his clear green eyes narrowed, and a hint of chagrin flashed across his handsome face...

At this moment, Snape only had Harry in his eyes, like a huge portrait, the image of the young man completely occupied his mind, so that he couldn't see or hear anything else, just stood there Looking stupidly there...

I don't know how long it took, it felt like a long time, but maybe it was only a few seconds, a strange feeling of soreness flooded his heart, Snape's brain finally recovered, his first reaction was , Harry Potter is making him breakfast!

……

A suffocating sense of happiness almost overwhelmed him, causing him to cover his heart and gasp heavily.Merlin, only his mother could have done such a thing for him!

"What's wrong with you? Severus!" Harry asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No!" Snape replied vaguely, "I just... I need to go back, for a moment, just for a moment, you stand and wait."

After speaking, he rushed back to the bedroom, as fast as a gust of wind.

Harry stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at his lover's disappearing back with his mouth wide open, "Didn't you just use your cauldron! Why are you so angry!"

……

Harry hadn't figured out what was going on at all.He didn't have time to figure it out, because Snape was in the kitchen again in less than half a minute.

"This is... a Christmas present, for you!"

Snape forced the bottle of potion into Harry's hand, and he was as eager to release it as if it were a dangerous acromantula.

He was going so fast and so hard that Harry almost missed him, "Oh my God, be careful!"

Harry caught it in a hurry, he was surprised by his lover's capriciousness, he was still angry just now, how the cloud cleared up in a blink of an eye, how strange!

This is really in line with Miss Royce's famous saying: A woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of her heart!

Oh fine!Either way it's a happy thing.You know, this was the first time Severus gave him a gift.

"Thanks, dear!"

Harry held the potion in one hand, and wrapped his lover in the other for a kiss...

All he really wanted was a kiss.Because the oatmeal was gurgling and rolling behind him, and it might overflow at any time.

However, Severus' reaction really took him by surprise, his thin, slightly cool lips warmly stuck to him as soon as they touched it, Harry felt flattered, he would not let go of such a delicacy naturally.As a result, the two quickly became entangled together.

……

After an unknown amount of time, accompanied by the sound of porridge overflowing the cauldron, a man screamed from the kitchen, "Snape! What are you doing!"

The two men who are kissing are powerful wizards who have experienced many battles. They may be addicted to the sweet love of mutual affection and thus lose their vigilance. Once they are interrupted, their reaction speed is quite fast.

In the blink of an eye, the two magic wands pointed at the third man in unison.

It was a short, bald wizard with rat eyes, a pointed nose like a mouse, and small round eyes. He was looking at them with a look of horror at this time, and his eyes were shuttling back and forth between Snape and Harry. Wearing gray clothes like rat skin, only one right hand is shining with silver light.

"Ah...it's Wormtail!"

Snape called out the person's name in surprise and anger.

Yes, it's Wormtail!

Peter Pedillo, one of the plundering foursome, a former member of the Order of the Phoenix, a traitor!

He became Voldemort's servant more than ten years ago, betrayed the Potters' hiding place, and directly caused their deaths-he is the one who really deserves to be damned!

Just as Snape recognized Wormtail, Peter also recognized the person who kissed him, "Merlin! It's Harry Potter!"

The author has something to say:

this is a leave note

Hello everyone, thank you for your attention to Harmony and me. In order to make my life and writing more happy, I have decided to travel.

Hehe, that means I want to go out for a few days, maybe 7 days, to a place without signal and internet.

I'm afraid I won't be able to update the text during this period, because I don't plan to bring my computer with me, so...

Don't shoot bricks!

Traveling can make people feel happy and quick-witted. I will definitely write better after I come back!

Stay tuned!

Goodbye, everyone!I will go into the mountains in the afternoon!