[HP] Shh, it's a secret

The force that fell on the lips was as swift as a gust of wind and rain, and the violent breath poured down like a ball of fire with the hot smell of alcohol.

Draco was completely stunned, his mind was blank, before his mind returned, his body reacted first, opened his mouth, sucked, entangled, chasing the strange but familiar breath that made him fascinated .Those blurred dreams like in the mist suddenly became vivid and real... It's just that kisses are far from satisfying, more and deeper...

Do not!This is not right!

The tingling sensation from the rupture at the corner of his mouth brought him back to his senses suddenly. At some point, his hand had already touched Snape's back. Draco froze for a moment, then withdrew his hand like an electric shock and slammed Pushing Snape away.The skin-to-skin parts were suddenly separated, as if torn apart with pain and reluctance.Draco turned his face away, not knowing how to deal with it and had to breathe harder.

What is this?

Kissed after being slapped?By Severus.Snape... and enjoying himself?

An astonishing temperature rose from his cheeks.

Was he - Draco's eyes widened belatedly - shy?

hell!Damn it!

Draco shook his head vigorously.

Yes, all the signs indicated that he fell in love with a man, but it was not so lowly that he would fall in love as long as he was a man.So what the hell is this for?Why kiss him?Why?

Draco suddenly thought of Hermione.What Granger said—

"So that person likes you and doesn't want to see you like others"

Will it be so?

The heart began to pound, just because the probability was less than one in a few trillion.

The room was extremely quiet, which made his heartbeat extraordinarily clear.Draco clenched his fists, ashamed of himself.He should give that bastard a hard punch, instead of pandering like a whore...to have such an unknown association.One moment he was clamoring to remember the person he liked, but the next moment he lost his way because of an old man's...

Draco was unable and unwilling to look up, afraid of seeing the other's mocking and contemptuous eyes, he would rather die.So I had no choice but to bite my lips fiercely and straighten every nerve.

In fact, if Draco looked up, he could see someone even more flustered and bewildered than he was.

severus.Snape, the youngest potions master and the most successful double agent, was standing next to the glass jar full of frog eggs, looking uncertain and at a loss.His mind has never been so flustered as it is now. Occlumency has completely gone away from him, and he can't even remember the mantra that has been on his lips—Empty the brain, what is that?

My mind is full of images from before.

You just hit him, straight and rough in a Muggle way.

The palm still had the tingling sensation when it scraped the young man's cheeks, densely packed like needles.

You tell yourself it's because you can't stand it, you can't stand someone blaspheming your Lily in front of you on this night.

Then you kiss him.

Obviously it was the wisest choice to watch him leave angrily, but at the last moment he uncontrollably stopped him and kissed him.

What are you afraid of?

Admit it, is it that hard to admit it?

You are afraid that he will leave, fearing that those eyes that were once full of trust and deep love will only be filled with hatred and contempt from now on.Been wanting to do this for a long time.Kiss him, kiss him like he did to you.

Merlin...

Snape sighed softly, looking at Draco with black eyes.The young man in front of him meant more to him than a student or a godson before he knew it, becoming more and more important and irreplaceable.

What else is there not to understand, to be attracted unconsciously, to the sound of footsteps knocking on the heart, to be jealous and envious-when seeing Parkinson sitting with him; such jealousy even Better than seeing old Potter and Lily together all those years ago.Because he knew clearly and deeply in his heart that the person this young man loved was him, not someone else, but him.

Do it yourself?

Snape smiled self-deprecatingly.

What should I do next?

After the impulse passed, the situation became unmanageable.

Do you want to forget everything again?

The wand was in the robe pocket, within easy reach.

"Why, Professor?" In the silence, Draco's voice was waiting, trembling but unexpectedly firm.Then he looked up at Snape with light gray eyes fixedly, "Why did you kiss... the insult in such a way, because I slandered Lily Potter just now?" Draco couldn't help it, The body trembled slightly.

Snape looked back at him.

"No," said Snape, his voice impossibly soft, "I just wanted to kiss you."

Draco opened his eyes, unable to believe what he had just heard.

"You think...you say you want...what do you think of me! Do you think that I can accept all men if I fall in love with one man? I'm not a whore longing for men!"

"No, you're not," said Snape. "You've got 'cute' Pansy by your side. Miss Parkinson." There was a bitterness in his voice that even he didn't realize.

"No, I'm not with her." Draco retorted subconsciously, but when he said it, he started to feel annoyed again, why did he have to explain to the man in front of him, it was obvious that he was the one who should explain.

Snape's expression softened, and he took two steps forward.Draco actually had the urge to retreat, but there was no way to retreat, and when he leaned back a little, his back was already against the door.Then he heard Snape laughing... How could this be possible! …Draco's eyes widened, and it wasn't the twitch of his mouth that was actually smiling, Severus.Snape could laugh!

Snape himself was also stunned, he raised his head and raised his hands to cover his eyes as if venting.

"Merlin..." He sighed helplessly.

It was so abnormal, he couldn't help but want to go forward and hug... Draco clenched his fists and stepped back vigorously even with his heels against the door, he had already forgotten his original intention of coming here, At this moment, he just wanted to leave, far away.The hand searched frantically on the door for a long time, and finally touched the doorknob, turned it twice but still couldn't open it.Then he heard Snape's laughter again, that pleasant, chesty sound.Draco's face flushed suddenly, he couldn't control himself, his hands were no longer his own.

In the panic, the hand holding the doorknob was suddenly held down, and the touch came from the back of the hand, someone else's hand was rough and knuckle.The beating of his heart stopped suddenly, Draco looked up, and Snape's face was close in front of him.Being so close, he almost had the illusion that Snape wanted to kiss him, but the next second the other party turned his head lightly and slowly approached his ear.

"Don't go." Snape's voice was almost pleading.Draco was shocked, and then his whole body stiffened like a sculpture.Snape's hand led his.

Click—the sound of the door being locked.

For a moment, I was relieved.

Relieved?

In astonishment, Draco's body stretched into a straight line, his body moved away from the door but got closer to Snape.Something across his waist and against his side through the gap was Snape's arm and... his wand.

The right hand is pressed on the doorknob, the waist is embraced from behind, and the bodies are almost touching... If you ignore the magic wand on the side waist, this is a shameful and imaginative posture.

"What do you want?" Draco almost gritted his teeth.

Snape sighed and rested his chin on Draco's shoulder.He let go of his right hand, and the free hand stroked the young man's cheek, his thumb lingering at the crack at the corner of the young man's mouth.

"you--"

"sorry."

Draco's wand-holding hand froze when he heard Snape whisper in his ear—

"Your memory, if you want it, take it back, I just hope that you won't..."

won't what?

Draco wanted to ask, but Snape had already stepped back a few paces away from him.His wand was pointed at his own, and he really wanted to break the spell, for real.Suddenly, Draco felt terrified.

No, no, I don't want it anymore... No, don't do that to me...

He wanted to say it, but it was too late.

The "FiniteJncantatem" spell has been uttered.

The whole room and Snape disappeared before his eyes, and the images flashed through his mind like a movie.Those missing, altered, blurred...

With his head half down against the light, he looked like the silhouette of a certain statue...

A long, deep cut, mixed with black, ominous bloodstains...

stubble...

That extra ounce of scarab powder...

A portrait of Gryffindor...

That person's bedroom, bed, and smell...

drunk...

It all boils down to one sentence -

Severus, Iloveyousomuch.

Heh - Draco wanted to laugh.

What is the purpose of his struggle and pain for more than a month!There are also those ridiculous and pathetic absurd and unreasonable guesses... Draco raised his head, knocked on the door panel with the back of his head, hard, once, twice... all kinds of emotions came up at the same time, sour , shame, anger, guilt, and the joy and joy of being alive after a catastrophe.His eye sockets were already red, even though his eyes were so sore that he couldn't see clearly, he didn't dare to close his eyelids, and he didn't even dare to turn his eyeballs. He was afraid, afraid that if he was a little careless, cowardly liquid would pour out from the corners of his eyes.

What the hell is this all about!

"Draco..."

Snape couldn't take it any longer, even if he would eventually be pushed away.He whirlwinded into his place, one hand resting on the back of Draco's masochistic head, the other covering his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I..." The soft eyelashes brushed the palm of my hand, very light but heavy, the fingertips and palm were soaked, and my heart was burning hot.His throat seemed to be stuck, and he could no longer make a sound.

It was too quiet, only Draco choked up silently.Even this little sound died away quickly.

There was a brief silence, then Draco's voice.

"Sir, you—kissed me just now."

"Yes."

"You say it because you want to."

"Yes."

"So……"

Draco opened his eyes, adapting to the long-lost light from Snape's fingers.Then he reached out and bit by bit snapped Snape's hand away from his eyes.Finally saw his face again, his eyes, his lips.Draco's eyes dimmed in an instant, and the sound of his heart beating couldn't be restrained anymore, he raised his hand and hooked Snape's neck to bring him to himself, then kissed him desperately.

Draco had closed his eyes long before it all started, he didn't want to see rejection in Snape's eyes, not even a little bit.You kissed me first, you said it because you wanted to... Draco thought desperately and painfully.Nibbling, licking and biting... Like the last piece of driftwood caught by a drowning person, he couldn't let go in his last fight.

Snape let out a little noise in pain.

Draco was startled, but didn't stop, and slipped his tongue in.With the reaction force of his back against the door, the positions of the two were reversed, he was on top of Snape, and Snape had his back against the wall.

The beauty almost made him drown, but it was fake after all...fake...the response was also fake, the thing entangled on his tongue was also fake, the arms on his back...fake fake...

"Why..." Draco buried his head in Snape's neck, panting heavily, "Why didn't he push away..."

Snape was also panting, moving his hand up Draco's back and into his hair.

"Because I want to, too, and I like it very much."

Draco raised his head abruptly, trying to see the slightest trace of lying in those black eyes, but——no.

No!mean what? !

ecstasy!

When dawn came, the door of the Hogwarts cellar's dormitory dedicated to this year's male student council president was pushed open from the outside.The snake-shaped savior who had been curled up under the invisibility cloak all night slid out with a jerk, spinning back into a human form.

"Draco, you haven't come back all night."

"Ah."

"What happened, what happened?"

"Nothing."

"You—look in a good mood."

"Ah."

"What's the good news?"

"..."

"Why are your eyes so swollen?"

"..."

"your mouth……"

"Potter, if you say one more word," Draco said, "I'll put the whole bottle in—"

The translucent potion bottle drew a graceful arc in midair.

Harry caught it in a hurry: "What is this, oh - potion, great Draco, thanks! I mean just in time - um - how did the bottle change?"

The author has something to say: As Miss Yanruo said, my Kawen is broken. There is indeed a problem with the chapter updated yesterday. It feels far-fetched to put it bluntly (I am guilty), so I changed it and revised the V text. It's really painful, the word count is not enough, I can only pull Porter out for a walk (I'm really guilty)

I have encountered a bottleneck, and I don’t want to be perfunctory. I may not be able to update it today. I vowed to update the day before. I really want to die! (Hides face) I will make it up when I pass this level...