[HP] Shh, it's a secret

When Draco came down from the eighth floor, Snape was adding a new stabilizer to the potion he had been brewing for nearly a month to ensure that it would not be boiled dry for the next three months. lead to failure.Potions Master Severus.Snape is a person who hates being interrupted and is not easily distracted, especially when he is brewing potions, but when there are footsteps in the corridor outside the door, he hears it almost immediately and Recognized, his godson, no doubt his sense of hearing was as keen as his sense of smell.And there was supposed to be an anti-disturbance charm in this room, but it didn't work like it did in the first two weeks——

Snape remembered the way Draco had told him he couldn't find him, as if he had removed the spell from that day on so that he could always find him.It was strange that he wasn't upset at being disturbed when the footsteps sounded, which Snape put down to guilt, or perhaps the fact that he had finally realized that he was the boy's godfather.

On the other hand, Draco's footsteps seem to be born with some kind of magical power, unlike the brisk and impetuous 17-year-old boy, "da" and "da" have an inexplicable The heaviness, hitting Snape's heart one after another is like accusing him, which can wake him up from the ecstasy of brewing the potion, and then focus on listening and identifying, from far to near How is the owner of the footsteps approaching slowly, guessing his state at the moment—tired?joy?confused?or……

Stop!

Snape's heart shook violently, and the stirring rod in his hand started to work again. If he slowed down for three seconds, his potion of potion would be completely ruined.His godson had taken too much of his attention these days, too much to frighten him.What is this?From a completely irresponsible bastard godfather to a caring and omnipotent godfather?Guilt, really... Snape smiled wryly and shook his head.

The footsteps outside the door stopped, and Snape knew it wouldn't be long before he heard a knock.However, unexpectedly, he raised his hand and opened the door first——

"Come in." He said, his voice was still calm but mixed with an eagerness that he didn't even realize.

So outside the door, Draco's hand was raised in the air so ridiculously that he wanted to knock on the door, and he didn't even put it down the first time he opened the door to hide his gaffe.His mind wandered.The light gray eyes are full of Snape's figure, how miraculous, once he understands his own intentions, even the eyes will become so explicit, all etiquette and upbringing will go to hell.His father and mother... if Dad knew he was in love... Draco grinned happily.

Inside the door, the long silence made Snape feel a little surprised. He walked out of the configuration room in two or three steps, and saw his godson smiling silly at him.There was an indescribable strange cold in his heart. Could it be that the old guy Dumbledore taught him some strange spells today?Or simply cursed?

"Draco, what's the matter?" Snape asked with a frown, completely forgetting that Dumbledore, whom he called an old fellow, was dead and had no ability to cast spells on people.

"No, it's fine, I'm fine." Draco snapped back to his senses, turning his face away uncomfortably when he noticed Snape's dark eyes looking at him.

"Really?" Snape stared suspiciously at his face, the already thin cheeks were more sunken, and there seemed to be some suspicious red marks in the heavy circles under the eyes.Significant malnutrition and lack of sleep.

"Really, it couldn't be better." Draco added earnestly, just to increase his persuasiveness.But he didn't know that the face-ignoring spell he cast on himself in a panic had become a display under such scrutiny, especially the one in front of him was far superior to him in terms of the depth of magic, and his words at the moment were in Sneh From Pu's point of view, it is completely trying to cover up and whitewash the peace.

"I'm your godfather Draco," Snape sighed, "you don't have to hide it from me, Ignoring the Curse is not bad, it's just too hasty, I bet you must have forgotten to look in the mirror, time is lengthening the effect will be better."

"I know you're my godfather, there's no need..." Draco blushed a little and was even annoyed. He couldn't argue with the spell or something. Should he tell him that today's ignoring spell focuses on the eyes to cover the traces of crying before?

"I want to apply for a position, this year's Boys' Council President." So, Draco had to change the subject clumsily; thus, secretly, his annoyance multiplied dozens of times.

"Oh?" Snape raised his eyebrows and walked back into the configuration room. He pointed to the huge glass jar containing toad eggs outside, and was satisfied to see his godson float it to the processing room knowingly. The desk then spontaneously put on gloves and began to deal with it.Snape nodded and continued to ask, "I didn't think you were interested in that seat before today, why?"

Draco took out a sticky egg and used a silver needle to pierce the outer film, and carefully dripped the essence inside into a glass bottle next to it: "I need a dormitory, single person." He said, Then take out the second one.

"A dormitory for one person..." Snape narrowed his eyes, and slowly moved the stirring stick in his hand.

"Can you, sir?" Draco asked softly, waiting with bated breath.He thought he'd get a "why," but the man in his eyes just nodded in affirmation without making a sound.

"Why?" Draco blurted out, "Why don't you ask me why I need it?"

"Need it?" Snape asked back with a half-smile, "Tell me Draco, will you let me down?"

Draco was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said, "No." His expression was serious and solemn.

"I believe." Snape's mouth twitched, and he put his free hand on Draco's head and rubbed it gently.

The corners of Draco's lips twitched, his heart seemed to fly, you see, he believed me.If there is anything that is suppressing his desire to take off, it is the hand on top of his head. Even though they are the same height, they are still treated like children.I'm an adult, a man like you, Draco wanted to yell, but he couldn't deny that the feeling of hair running through the man's hand was so good that he wanted to groan.He thought of his Animagus in a whimsical way, and felt like being treated as an animal, damn it!hell!

The strength in his hand was confiscated for a moment, and a toad egg was scrapped.Snape's hand left his hair at the same time.

"Distracted, Draco."

"Feel sorry."

Snape sighed and put down his stir stick and patted his young godson on the shoulder.

"come over."

Draco took off his gloves obediently, and when he walked outside, he noticed that the layout outside had changed. There was an extra set of sofas in front of the fireplace, and Snape was already sitting on one of them, and he was signaling him to sit down on the other one I wrote.Draco obeyed again.

"Have a drink?" Snape suggested, and with a flick of his wand he had an extra bottle of wine and two goblets.He poured blood-red liquid into both glasses and handed one of them to the young man opposite.

Draco took the cup, even though his expression was calm and there was no wave, but his heart was still churning - flattered!It is self-evident what it means to take a glass of alcoholic beverage from a man's hand. The man on the other side really treats him as an adult.

"For the Dark Lord." Snape raised his cup and raised the corners of his mouth jokingly, his tone full of sarcasm.

Draco smiled knowingly and raised his glass.

"For the Dark Lord." After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, and drank it all together.

"Draco, are you here today just for the position of Head of the Boys' Union?" Snape stood up and asked while pouring wine into the empty glass in Draco's hand.

A question that was normal and easy to answer immediately became difficult for Draco.What would he say?In fact, that was just an excuse, the real reason was because he wanted to see him?For a moment, Draco's mind turned like never before——

"I'll be in my bedroom at night, so—"

"So?" Snape turned back and started pouring wine into his glass.

Draco raised his head and drank the second glass of wine, and said in one breath: "So I will stay in the castle all night and will not go anywhere, and tomorrow morning will be the same, the Room of Requirement... There is no need for it."

Snape understood immediately, and his expression became strange.In fact, he didn't know why he stood under that silly blanket that morning. As for the next few days, it was a matter of habit?Well, probably to make sure his godson was coming back on time like every godfather should do, yes.

"That's fine," Snape said, raising his glass to Draco. "Good dreams."

Draco wanted to raise his glass too, but it was only when he put the rim to his lips that he remembered that he seemed to have drunk the wine just now.His eyes became blurred, and so did the face of the man opposite him. The sleepiness hit him like a mountain, and he couldn't resist it.As soon as he let go, the goblet fell onto the soft carpet, and his body also slid down.

Snape held his wine glass in one hand and embraced Draco in the other, frowning slightly, he couldn't help taking the wine glass in his hand up to his nose and sniffing it—is the water of life and death heavy?No.Ah - I am too tired.The black eyes subconsciously softened.

Snape put the wine glass aside, and half-dragged and half-hugged Draco, something wet scratched the skin of his neck and made him dazed for a moment—warm and soft, with tingling nerve endings Feel.At this time, a secret door next to the fireplace opened automatically, Snape closed his eyes to get rid of the strange feeling in his heart, and helped Draco in.Behind that door is his bedroom. Even though he has become the headmaster of Hogwarts, Snape is still used to sleeping peacefully in the ground of the castle. Now he puts his adult godson on the central bed, taking off the shoe cover Put on the quilt.

After finishing everything, Snape didn't leave immediately but stood at the head of the bed, unconsciously looking at the young man who was lying on the bed.Too thin, Snape frowned tightly.Many of the past that he deliberately suppressed in the depths of his mind slowly emerged in front of his eyes involuntarily——

From an immature baby to a naive toddler, from an arrogant teenager to a desperate youth, and then inadvertently came back to become the current Draco.Malfoy - walking on the edge of the cliff with ease, stubborn and a little childish.He grew up in those three years without Yes, his godson.Snape bent down and brushed the hair from the young man's forehead to his ears, then turned away in the silence of the room and stroked his neck with his hands.

The moment the door closed with a "click", the young man who should have fallen into a deep sleep suddenly opened his eyes, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes flickered.The left hand slowly slid between the lips, did it touch it? The tactile sensation when the lips slid across the skin of the person was like the heart beat to the highest point and was slammed down by someone. the man's quilt.Pillows, quilts, even the air, the smell of that person is everywhere, he is surrounded, completely.

A young body... the temptation of unbearable fantasies...

Then he gets shamefully hard.