[HP] Illusion

During dinner, Sirius didn't show up at all, he locked himself in Regulus' room, no matter how much Kreacher tried to pull him out, he closed the door tightly, as if no one could come out.

Hermione and Ron, who stayed here to eat, looked at Harry puzzled: "What happened to Sirius?"

"I told him a story about a hero, so he was too moved to eat," Harry said as lightly as possible.

If there is a chance, he would like to tell Ron and Hermione this story. He hopes that more people will know about Regulus' deeds. Perhaps after many years, Regulus' story will be truly known by more people. people know.

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry incomprehensibly, and Ron asked, "So you didn't plan to tell us this story?"

Harry coughed lightly: "Actually, I'm worried that you are too moved to eat dinner, so... let's talk about it later."

Ron, Hermione: "..."

His emerald green eyes began to flick back and forth between Ron and Hermione, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You two..."

Before Harry could start talking, Ron choked on his own soup and was coughing desperately, while Hermione seemed to have a straight face, but the slightly red ear tips protruding from the unkempt brown hair seemed to betray him. She: "Why do you two have such a big reaction? If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, and I didn't force you to become boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Harry—" Hermione shot Harry a hard look.

Harry showed his white teeth to Hermione: "Maybe I can attribute this white eye to your guilty conscience. So are you really together?"

Ron raised his head cautiously, just in time to see Harry winking at him.

Ron's face instantly turned red as if bleeding, and he looked extremely ashamed.

"I, we..." Ron said hesitantly.

"We did try to be together." Seeing that Ron couldn't speak for a long time, Hermione said directly.

"Wait, wait a minute, what is trying to be together?" Hearing Hermione's words, Ron stood up suddenly.

"It literally means, anyway, if you don't pass the exam, we'll just get together and break up," Hermione said very freely and calmly, "We're still young, and we still have a long way to go. Who knows if we're suitable for each other."

"Hermione, we've been together for so many years, haven't we proven that we're the perfect people for each other?"

"Please allow me to remind you," said Hermione, still able to maintain her eloquence in this situation, "Harry has been with us all these years, so you mean, Harry and I are also very suitable, Or are you and Harry a good fit too?"

Ron shuddered, and looked at Harry with a wary look: "I didn't mean that, but I'm sure Harry isn't suitable for you, and of course, he isn't suitable for me either."

Harry felt that he was very innocent: "I think you are really suitable, and although we are all good friends, the love between the two of you... is really your own business. I bless you, sincerely bless you, Now, Ron, can you sit down? We'll try to finish dinner as calmly as possible."

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The three of them ate dinner with a sense of tension. Ron and Hermione hadn't planned to spend the night at Black's old house, so the two returned to the Burrow after dinner, saying they would come back tomorrow to make sure about their study plan.

Since the two had just been together, Harry naturally didn't want to be caught between the two at this time, and he was eager to let the two go.

Probably this day had been too "wonderful", and Harry was really a little tired. After the two of them left from the fireplace, he went straight back to the room to rest.

But before the night was quiet, Snape sneaked into Harry's room. Harry was holding his clothes and planning to take a bath at that time. Invited into the bathroom.

As Snape undressed him, Harry thought of a particularly serious question: "How did Kreacher let you in?"

"As long as you agree, he will let me in." Snape held someone's ass that was automatically and consciously pawing on him like a koala, and finally someone raised some meat, and it felt good. The meat is very elastic. "Although you are not the owner of this house, he has recognized you as his owner."

"I didn't tell him," Harry put his arms around Snape's neck, put his forehead against the man's, and said to him in a hoarse and slow voice, "it still doesn't explain why you can come in." .”

Although it was still summer vacation, there was a constant temperature spell in the bathroom, and the bath was filled with mist, but it was easy to catch a cold if you were naked like this. Snape walked into the bath with the person in his arms, and he obviously felt that the person in his arms took the initiative to hold him while he was walking. My body was attached to him a little more, not only did my demeanor be ambiguous, but my motives... were self-evident.

"If you still can't do it today," Snape knelt in the pool, he slightly let go of his arms around Harry's waist, and pressed half of his body into the water, "would you be disappointed?"

Harry thought this position was quite new, he could feel his hair floating in the warm water and bubbles, and Snape certainly wouldn't let him sink in, so Harry relaxed, and he spread out hands, with a lazy expression, the warm water stained his fair face a little blush, the young man who was about to enter adulthood, at this moment bloomed a bit of silent temptation for his lover.

Snape's jaw tightened, and he moved forward under the rippling water. This posture made the lower bodies of the two fit closer together.

"You should be the one who will be disappointed, right?" The bodies of the two were tightly fitted, and Harry could naturally feel someone's head raised slightly, but he still didn't move. "You don't seem to have told me about Kreacher yet."

"Hush—" Do you want to summon him at a time like this?

Snape brought Harry up, and the two submerged their whole bodies into the water together. Harry pulled Snape into the water like a prank, and after a while, the two of them emerged from the water.

Panting heavily, Harry quickly swam to the wall of the pool and found a comfortable position to lean against, "So the magic of the house elf is different from our system, he can even feel the tension between our two souls. Get in touch." If so, it would make sense.

—So you were distracted while we were kissing?

Harry beckoned to Snape, picked up a string of orange foam, the foam slipped down his arm bit by bit, faintly provoked a trace of itching, Snape pursed his lips , stretched out his hand to grab Harry's foot that was constantly moving underwater,

"What are you implying?" Snape said in a gnashed voice, stepping forward bit by bit, "I don't have much patience for you."

With Snape's movements, Harry's heart beat faster and faster, and he felt that he could devote himself to it, except in one place.

"It still doesn't seem to be possible..." There was a little frustration in Harry's voice.

"That's because I haven't tried—"

Snape's movements were a little rough, and Harry's back hurt a little from the pool wall, but only the pool wall could allow him to find a fulcrum, but soon, Snape turned him around, and now all his support came from snape.

"If you try your best and it still doesn't work—"

"Remember what I said today?" Snape whispered, "You are still young, we are not in a hurry."

Maybe it was... Snape's words were so reasonable that he was speechless.

The final result...is still not working.

No matter how Snape teased him, or how compatible the two were in their hearts, if they couldn't get up, they couldn't get up. Snape tried his best to let him throw himself into that kind of enthusiasm, but he still felt that something was missing.

When the two of them lay on the bed after taking a bath, Harry was very depressed. Snape was right, he was indeed disappointed. Although he didn't think that the two of them would finish everything today, he really thought that After he came back from that world, opened his heart, and looked forward positively, he could really...get better.

So, "What exactly went wrong?"

"That's what you should ask yourself." Snape kissed Harry's bare back, "Can you use the Patronus Charm now?"

Harry pressed his face against the pillow and said in a nasal voice, "...I haven't tried it yet."

"I think you're at least not afraid of dementors anymore," Snape moved down little by little. "Remember that day? You opened the door and threw Peter Pettigrew out."

"Is that not afraid?" Harry found Snape's point of view incredible.

"Ever since you couldn't use the Patronus Charm, you've been subconsciously afraid of facing dementors," Snape said with steam in his voice, and the burning temperature of his lips made Harry's body shiver unconsciously For a moment, "So on that day more than ten years ago, you almost fell into the encirclement of dementors."

"You're right." If it wasn't for Snape's appearance that day, he didn't know what would happen to him. The feeling of being affected by the dementors was particularly bad, "but I was so angry that day, I thought Seeing that Pettigrew deserved what he deserved, that's why he made that choice."

"This is a good sign. Although you may not be able to use the patron saint now, one day you will completely release the depression in your heart and come out completely."

Snape meant, these things, was it because he couldn't get himself out of these shadows?

"I mean, you start working hard, so things change little by little, and your mentality keeps changing... We have a lot of time in the future."

"I don't know……"

Is the problem really his shadow?