[HP]Two Snape

Speaking of which, last night, Snape gave up the cellar to Snape, while he was wandering outside in an invisibility cloak.

The couple in the cellar office continued to play ambiguously, enjoying the hazy sweetness.

It's just that not everyone can be like that, enjoying the temperature in the room tonight, and looking into the eyes that are most cherished in their hearts.

Draco didn't know what was wrong with him, seeing the back of his godfather and Harry leaving together, he felt inexplicably agitated.

Draco figured he didn't like the fact that his godfather had other spoiled children...even his friends.

The godfather has always been gloomy... At least he has never treated anyone other than him, whether they are Slytherin students or students from other houses, even those with excellent grades such as Miss Gryffindor Know-It-All, Hermione Granger, never To be treated differently by the godfather...

The one with special treatment has always been the only one, isn't it?

But Harry was his friend.

Oh, no, Harry is special, the godfather treats everyone in a gloomy "equal way", and only Harry is targeted, ridiculed, and...specially paid attention to by the godfather.

Draco turned over on the bed sullenly. Recently, he had some dreams again, which seemed to be about the future, but the protagonist was not all about him. He saw that on the Quidditch field, the godfather was protecting Harry, But in another dream, he was comforted by his godfather in his arms.

Draco buried his head in the pillow in frustration, he didn't know what he wanted to do, he didn't like those dreams, but he was eager to see the future.

The future is really a poison full of temptation, even when he doesn't even know if it is the future.

Pulling the quilt off his body, Draco angrily threw the pillow in his hand.

The Slytherin dormitory seemed extremely cramped all of a sudden, Draco grabbed his wand from the bedside table, summoned a coat, well, he was going for a night tour.

Tonight, as far as he knew, his godfather should be inspecting, but... no one should be inspecting now?

Draco opened the door a little, looked out, oh well, no one was there.

A dodge, closing the door, Draco cast himself a few ignore spells, no other spells could be used under the invisibility spell, he didn't want to use it, even if he could.

Even, he didn't know why he would.

Draco was wandering aimlessly in the hallway, curfew was already in place, after the Hogwarts curfew, there were almost no lights in the hallway, and Draco didn't plan to use fluorescent flashes, after all, he had been here for nearly a year He's not a Gryffindor idiot...

Snape wandered around from the Astronomy Tower, reckoning the time, the children should go to bed too, Snape... he is indeed another self to some extent, so he shouldn't be so shameless as Potter Age... Cough, anyway, he should be able to go back now.

"Phew, it's so cold... Really, I should have taken an extra coat..."

Snape was walking back, but heard a familiar whisper, Snape stood still, leaning against the wall, he did not expect to meet Draco who was out for a night tour here.

When did this guy, like the idiots in Gryffindor, come out for a night tour?Yeyou didn't even need an invisibility spell?

Snape frowned. Could it be that the original self here didn't teach Draco well?

Oh, then it seems that he needs to adjust/teach him.

Draco muttered, flinching, he should have used a warming spell on himself... long ago.

However, just as Draco stretched out his wand, a gust of wind blew by, and the back of his neck felt cold, and something brushed against him. Draco shuddered and turned his head quickly, but found nothing.

Draco's heart skipped a beat, didn't he...

"Peves? Peeves! Come out, I know you did it!" Draco forced himself to be calm.

Damn, he shouldn't have listened to the ghost stories Hermione told before... There are ghosts in Hogwarts, and he has nothing to be afraid of... He's a wizard!What the hell are wizards afraid of!

But... but those oriental ghost stories that Hermione told from nowhere...

Draco felt that Hogwarts ghosts were more subtle and tactful, at least not as Hermione said, the eyeballs fell out, the tongue was pulled out a lot, and the long bloody nails...

As far as Hogwarts is concerned, the worst death is the headless Sir Nick.

Draco felt more and more, this... this... Although it is impossible to say that the ghosts from far in the east came to Hogwarts inexplicably, but it is inevitable... who knows if the ghosts in Hogwarts will suddenly disappear Has it become so scary?

Darkness can always trigger people's endless imagination. Although Draco hasn't seen anything yet, he is already imagining it. When he turns around, he will see a pale face with bleeding eyes...

very scary……

Woohoo, godfather, where are you...

Draco pursed his lips, his small face was pale, his back was pressed against the wall, and the fingers holding the wand were already turning white.

"You! Come out quickly! Don't...don't scare me!" Draco was a little anxious, "Protegos! (Armor protection)"

Draco carefully looked around, but found no one, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt something poked twice on the top of his head.

"Lumos!" Draco pointed his wand overhead, but saw nothing.

Under the invisibility cloak, Snape leaned against the wall and shook his head, what kind of lighting should he use at this time, he should directly use attacking spells...

Obviously, Draco didn't realize this.

"You! No matter what you are! Come out! You... If you dare to do something! I... I will tell my father! I... I will tell my godfather! My godfather is very powerful!"

Draco poked around with his wand, and by this time couldn't think of any spells that could be cast on ghosts, or ghosts.

It's just that there was nothing wrong with it.

Snape looked funny from the sidelines, it's hard for this kid to remember how great he is... Should he be honored?

Draco was extremely nervous, but instead had another kind of calmness.

Now this ghost doesn't know where it is, if he wants to escape, there are two ways now, one is to run into the cellar... But if he runs to the end, obviously, if this ghost is chasing after him, he will have no way to run again ...

Rather...Draco felt that the Room of Requirement was a safe place.

At least, he could ask for one, a room that only Draco could enter.

Draco, who had made up his mind, gave himself another armor to protect himself, and rushed out of the cellar.

Draco was not good at anything else, but he was uniquely gifted at cheating...

This is a man who can run away from trolls!

Before Snape could shake his head, Draco had already slipped out.

Hello!Hogwarts at night is not as safe as during the day! Snape was a little worried, under his care, Draco really didn't have much talent for night travel...or, in other words, there was no way he would have the opportunity to practice it, Lucius was a son-in-law, he was afraid that his son would be mischievous and lose his life, Had Snape cast a Tracking Charm on Draco long ago.

Fortunately, there was a tracking spell, even though Draco ran out, Snape was not afraid of being found.

In Hogwarts late at night, the stairs were restless. Draco ran out in a panic, not knowing where he was in a hurry, so he could only walk by feeling. After running for a while, he found that it seemed possible...then The ghost did not catch up, so it slowly slowed down.

Draco was also a little tired from running. He stopped and looked around. He didn't know where he ran. He leaned on the wall and walked forward, but he didn't want to lean on an unlocked door, and his feet didn't stop. Steady, the whole person fell in.

Oh well, Dumbledore, the procrastinator, hasn't dragged that mirror away yet...

Draco got up, patted the ashes off his body, and looked disgusted, "Where is this..."

Draco muttered, took a few steps forward, saw the tall mirror, couldn't help being curious, leaned over and pulled the tent next to him and wiped the mirror, "Who is so boring to bring such a big mirror here... Is this the Where Ravenclaw Drama Club..."

I don't know how I ran around like this just now...

Is your hair messed up?

Draco wiped the mirror vigorously again, the dust on the surface of the mirror was wiped off, but Draco's image was not printed, the mirror trembled slightly, and Draco was surprised to find, oh, he was in this mirror I saw it, saw myself and the godfather!

Hey, why is he shorter than the godfather when he grows up?

Why does he have to lie in the arms of his godfather... Really, he is not a child anymore!How could it be possible to play tricks by tugging on the godfather's sleeve...

Merlin!He actually, actually...

Could it be that the godfather's way of dealing with him when he grows up is... mouth to mouth... kissing?

Draco opened his mouth wide, with a look of disbelief, and his face felt hot quickly.

Draco covered his eyes and took two steps back, but after thinking about it, he put down his hand again and looked carefully at the reflection in the mirror...

Well, fine, just Godfather and myself, no Potter!No third person!

(Draco's main point is dead.)

Over there, Snape used the dean's authority to order the stairs to be obedient, and then followed the direction of the wand according to the tracking spell, and found the room where Draco was. He gestured with his hands in front of the mirror with his face down.

"Well, this height should be... ten centimeters? Or eight centimeters?"

"What are you doing?" Snape's cold voice came from behind Draco, and Draco replied impatiently, "Don't make noise! ​​Hey, why am I shorter than my godfather...Obviously Father...Wait, Father Who is higher than the godfather..."

"Ok?"

"..." Draco suddenly remembered why he came here.

"Ahhhh!" Draco screamed.

"Stop screaming!" Snape slapped Draco on the head angrily, "Look who I am!"

"No no no no! I don't want to look at your tongue! Your eyeballs are nothing to look at! Broke your neck...Nick will break your neck too! You! You...you can't frighten me! Woohoo, my godfather will The one who avenged me...I...I'm going to tell my father! Ah—”

There were three black lines on Snape's head.

"You have no brains, no guts, and you dare to go out for a night tour, how did Lucius teach you?" Snape shook his head, "Where the hell did you come from, look up!"

"...Ah-eh? Godfather?"

Snape glanced at Draco, who was already crying into a face, and turned his head, oh Merlin, the tear offensive is useless, no...

"Stop crying, let's go." Snape swung his robes and turned around.

"Ah? Oh!" Draco quickly got up, wiping away his tears with some embarrassment, and squeezed his wand with the other hand.

But as soon as the cool wind blew, Draco, who was still in shock, subconsciously pounced on Snape's hand and refused to let go.

Feeling the coldness of the little hand he was holding, Snape didn't break free, and shook it calmly, well, maybe he scared the kid.

Well, but Draco's reaction ability needs to be well trained.

Snape began to think about the special training he should give Draco during the holidays.

Draco was silently thinking about how to get his godfather to catch the "ghost" tonight to avenge himself.

The temperature was passed back and forth between the hands of the two.

Huh...it's safe.

Draco secretly looked up at the serious-looking Snape, now, if the godfather was always, always by his side, wouldn't he be afraid of ghosts?

He must keep the godfather firmly by his side!

Yes, it is like that!

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☆、Valentine's Day special episode SD chapter

In the years after the Great War, the two main CPs in this article are going through the seven-year itch...

Draco felt that he could not be limited to stay in the wizarding world to develop, so he came to the Muggle world to study with his good girlfriends-Hermione Granger and Harry Potter.

All three of them abandoned their significant other who was still recuperating, and came to the Muggle world incognito.

It was agreed that they would come out to play for a year and a half before going back. In order to prevent any one of the three from being found out, the three agreed that only they would know their whereabouts.

Harry slipped away first, and Hermione just clicked a random place on the map with her eyes closed, and slipped away too.

Draco was the last to leave, he thought for a long time, the one in his own family, the others might not be so important... But now, if anyone among the three could find them first, then it would most likely be Snape.

Draco thought, oh, it's not safe to hide from Snape on the ground, or is it... safer in the sky?

SD articles

**** Airlines (named Fei in a certain place) ushered in a group of young blood during the handover of spring and summer this year.

With the increasing demand of airlines for flight attendants and security personnel, the industry of empty space is becoming more and more popular. [Note: This line is quoted from Du Niang]

Among the newly appointed flight attendants this year, there is one who is particularly conspicuous, with beautiful light blonde hair color, who can blind the eyes of a kind of nympho men and women under the sun. His eyes are a clear gray blue, sometimes deep and intoxicating, and sometimes frivolous. People blush...even in their 20s, their face is still so tender that it can be pinched.

Oh, I am no longer able to describe the appearance of this guy...

As a flight attendant, he became the envy of the entire company's flight attendants.

What kind of realm is this TM? !

But it is said that those who want to sneak onto this empty young lady's bed, well, most of them, nine and a half out of ten are men, and ten out of nine and a half have ED...

(Tucao again seems to become Tucao Su...)

Oh, I think normal people know... This flight attendant is the hero of this episode, Draco Malfoy.

This was a flight from Paris to London, Draco thought, in order to find himself, Snape and others should have traveled all over the world, and now returning to London, basically, um, is safe.

On this flight, there are four stewardesses and six stewardesses. (If it is unreasonable, please ignore the compilation BUG)

There was no unexpected situation. Compared with the flight attendants, as the most free, the four flight attendants were in a daze in the lounge... staring at poker.

"Who's next?" Draco yawned, sleepy.

"Can not remember……"

"Hey! Can anyone help me, someone in the men's room seems to have fainted..." Stewardess A hurried over, interrupting the decadence in this room...

"Who's going?" Draco asked lazily.

"My leg hurts."

"abdomen."

"head."

"..." Draco got up silently, well, anyway, his PP was numb.

"This one?" Draco pointed to the closed door of the bathroom, and stewardess A nodded.

"Okay, leave it to me, you go to work." Draco waved his hand, dealing with some unexpected problems, he did not promise not to use his wand.

(Clearing is complete, let's go!)

"Sir? Sir? Are you okay?" Draco knocked on the door, but there was no response as expected.

Nonsense, if someone responds, do you need to call Shao Kong to deal with it?

Draco took out a special key from his trouser pocket and pushed the door open.

A push, no success.

No matter how hard I tried, it still didn't work.

Draco took a step back, slamming forward hard.

But the door opened at this moment, Draco confiscated it, and fell forward.

Oh my gosh... a Malfoy is going to fall in the toilet of a Muggle plane today! ?

It's not too gorgeous!

This... is of course impossible.

"Yo, so enthusiastic?"

Draco was embraced into a embrace with a familiar scent of medicine, the deep male voice chuckled in his ear, licked and bit his ear, pushed with his free hand, and with a bang, the bathroom door closed lock it.

Charm reinforced lock.

Ignore the mantra.

Silencing spell.

The bathroom is clean, no smell.

Draco knew who it was from the moment he heard the voice, and knew that struggling was useless, so he simply gave up, oh, it's not that he's lazy...

Draco obediently wrapped his arms around the man's waist, rubbed his head against the familiar chest, took a deep breath of the long-lost bitter scent, "How did you find me?"

"Guess?" Snape pinched Draco's waist punitively.

"Ugh..." Draco groaned, glaring at Snape, "You!"

He hasn't forgotten, didn't he just ruin a pot of potion back then?Who are you showing such a big fire to?

"Don't you love your potion? What do you come to me for?" Draco said angrily.

"Then hold grudges?" Snape leaned over and kissed the corner of Draco's lips, Draco's tight lips were lured-coaxed by Snape to pry-open bit by bit.

Snape's lips hooked Draco's evasive tongue/head, tracing/tracing Draco's gums.

"Hmm, itchy!" Draco flinched and said vaguely, "I, Potion, you choose one..."

Snape's hand around Draco's waist did/live on his back to caress, knead/knead, gradually, down/down, down/down.

"Why... can't I make you and my potion love each other?"

"What the hell!" Draco whispered.

"You'll like it." Snape chuckled.

—————————————— I am a little crab named "He"—————————

In the small bathroom, this /ambiguous/ambiguous/smelling/smell and sound filled the entire space, lingering for a long time, how could Snape's desire, which had been suppressed for more than half a year, be so easy to satisfy, the moment Draco almost lost consciousness, There is probably only one question that comes to mind...

Pity the Muggles who are dying/suffering/pissing because of ignoring the spell...

The plane flew safely above the clouds.

Snape cleaned/cleaned/cleaned/body/body/body of Draco who had fallen asleep, put on his clothes and pants, his eyes darkened/dimmed/dimmed, oh, this uniform is really good...

Snape leaned over and whispered in Draco's ear, "Happy Valentine's Day, Draco..."

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☆、Valentine's Day special episode SH chapter

SH chapter

The lights in the bar were blurred. Harry, who was wearing a waiter's uniform, was holding a glass of ice blue that gradually faded to light purple, swallowing lightly, watching the handsome fancy style of the new acquainted bartender John with admiration. Bartending action.

"Wow, that's amazing! John, how long have you been studying?" Harry, Curious Baby, Snape, a turtle from the wizarding world, expressed his admiration.

"This..." John smiled, put his hand on Harry's shoulder across the bar, "How about it? I want to learn... I can teach you?"

"No need, how tired..." Harry muttered, does he seem to be such a hardworking person?

"It's okay...I'm very patient...otherwise, you will come to my room later, and I will teach you the most basic...the quickest...I promise you will learn it soon."

Harry blinked, "You can learn it soon? Then there is no technical content... Forget it, I won't learn it, I will go dance for a while, I am a bit full..."

John's shoulders disappeared with a whoosh, John almost fell, who is this... John twitched the corners of his mouth, damn it, how can you come to the bar to eat spaghetti? !

After all, you are also a waiter... Please conform to the overall style of the bar, please?

There are wonderful things every year, really...

John, who failed in the appointment/shot, sighed, took the cup aside and continued to play handsome.

"Hey, handsome guy, the wine you make is really beautiful, don't you want me to have a drink?" A young man in a big V-neck shirt with half of his chest exposed saw the fair-looking waiter running away, and suddenly felt that an opportunity had come. , enchantingly... trotting over.

"Oh, of course, of course." John smiled, well, this is the normal bar style.

Tonight's bar was a masquerade theme, and Harry, dressed in a waiter's uniform mixed in with the various uniforms and character costumes on the dance floor, was conservative...that is, nondescript.

There seemed to be something wrong in the box, and the manager wasn't there, so Harry felt relieved to be lazy.

The music with a strong rhythm hits the eardrums, and the crowd is carnival. The woman dressed as Snow White and the man dressed as a clown rub their ears/sisters. / cited breath.

Harry tried his best to maintain a calm expression, oh, Merlin, all of this... it's okay, I'm already an adult, um, that's right.

Trying to avoid being harassed by the three men dressed as werewolves around him, Harry bounced and quietly retreated to the edge of the dance floor.

Of course, how could these three "werewolves" be willing to give up this delicious little rabbit in front of them?Waiter dress up?It's really an ingenious dress, buttoned to the top, with abstinence and innocence... The "werewolves" feel that they should change their tastes.

Harry smiled, and slowly backed away, oh well, he even killed several real werewolves during the big battle...

Muggle werewolves are not enough to watch, okay?

"Let's play together?" The Muggle werewolf's paw touched Harry's face and pinched it maliciously. Harry's eyes widened in fright. Hey, this is very impolite...

"Come on, don't be shy..." The second paw of the Muggle werewolf rubbed Harry's small/upturned/buttocks politely.

"You!" Harry waved his unruly claws open.

"Yo, what is this... My dear, don't you realize that this is too thin? How about letting your brothers' big tits comfort you?" The third muggle werewolf touched Harry's waist desperately , conveniently pulled out the... wand that Harry put in the apron pocket of his uniform.

"Give it back to me!" Harry clenched his fists angrily.

"This little guy is so cute when he's angry..." The first Muggle werewolf picked up Harry's chin and teased lightly.

"Isn't it just a broken wooden stick?" Muggle werewolf B said disdainfully, who knows, the next second...

"Oh!"

"F*uk!"

"Sh*t!"

The three of them felt a sharp pain in their hands, and then they were paralyzed after the severe pain, unable to exert any strength.

The "wooden stick" in the hand of Muggle Werewolf A was taken away.

"What are you!" Muggle werewolf A, B, and B were angry.

"As you can see, wizard." A broom that didn't fit the style of the bar picture ruthlessly greeted the three guys who didn't know what to do.

"..." Harry opened his eyes, closed his eyes, opened his eyes, it's fine, it's not an illusion... Run!

"Huh?" Snape didn't even need to turn his head, just run and run!Could this kid be promising? !

Can you get a little more creative?

As a wizard, the wand can be taken away by Muggles, it really is itchy, and I won't be able to beat the house for three days!

"I...I still have to go to work." Harry took a deep breath, oh no, he definitely doesn't want to be caught just like that.

What a shame!

"Okay, but... if you dare to escape again, you will know the consequences." Snape raised his hand and threw Harry's wand to him.

Harry grabbed his wand, stuffed it in his pocket, and turned away.

Hey, he's not that idiot Draco, and he doesn't know to check if he still has the Tracking Charm.

There is no tracking spell, he wants to run... who can stop him?

snort!

When Harry returned to the bar, John had rolled into a dark and sinful corner with a seductively dressed (killing Matt) boy...

Harry clicked his tongue twice, the cat entered the warehouse, and quickly packed up and left.

"Harry, box H419 has ordered a fruit plate, you go to deliver... Hey, who told you to get off work?!" The manager poked his head into the warehouse, with angry words written on his head.

"Manager, I have an urgent matter at home! Well, okay, I'll send it over, I'll send it over, I'll send it over before I go..." Harry giggled and perfunctory, anyway, the box is underground, connected to the parking lot... By the way, after delivering the fruit plate Apparition Who knows where he went? !

The manager responded angrily, this damn boy left early again.

Harry leisurely carried his small bag and went straight down the staff stairs behind the warehouse, haha, Snape would never know where he went.

"Guest, the fruit plate and wine you ordered..." Harry bent over and brought them in respectfully. Of course, if you don't look at the luggage bag that is still slipping in his other hand, this is really a very dedicated waiter.

In such a hurry to get off work?

Oh, of course, Harry was going to find a place where no one would see to apparate directly... and the empty boxes on the opposite side were obviously a perfect fit.

"In a hurry to go back?"

"Yeah, yeah, there's something urgent at home." Harry lowered his head, smilingly set the plates for the guests, and took away the empty plates on the table by the way.

"Sir, please enjoy yourself." Harry stood up, bowed, and raised his head: "Huh?"

Who is this leisurely cross-legged man in front of him, Snape who was arresting someone on the dance floor just now?

Harry twitched the corners of his mouth and stepped back silently.

However, he forgot one thing.

Snape didn't get up at all, and waved the wand in his hand, and the door of the box behind Harry slammed shut with a loud "bang".

"Hey! What are you doing? I, I..." Harry put his hands on his waist, trying to pretend to be very imposing and staring at Snape, "Believe it or not, I called someone... If you let Muggles see You use magic and you're screwed!"

Snape rolled his eyes in his heart, he still needs a wand to deal with this guy?

Stop it.

"What, still angry?" Snape got up, Harry took a step back vigilantly, and slammed into the cold door.

Merlin's balls, he was just one step away!

It's so sad!

"Huh? Apologizing now? It's too late!" Harry raised his chin in disdain.

Isn't it just that when playing Quidditch, the Bludger discounted a few Shuanglongcao!

As for it!He actually used it to rip apart his custom-made broom!

Simply too much!

"Is it late?" Snape leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Harry's, "Harry..."

Harry tried to look away uncomfortably, but Snape grabbed Harry's jaw and forced Harry to look at him.

"What...what are you doing?" Harry felt a little hot on his face.

"...Iloveyou." During the speech, the familiar and long-lost breath spit out with the opening and closing of his lips, Harry blinked unconsciously, oh, what should he say...Damn it, the point is, no matter what he says now , are very likely to directly touch the lips of the man in front of him.

"Hmph..." With a muffled nasal sound, Harry said that he should not be fooled.

"Sorry, Harry..."

"I love you, love you, love you,..." Snape murmured softly, rubbing his nose against Harry's, but he was hesitant to kiss.

Harry's heart was tickled, his eyes didn't know where to look, he looked up, he was afraid that he would succumb to those obsidian eyes, and looking down, he stared at those thin lips and was distracted.

no, don't do this...

Harry's hands, which were at his sides, pressed against Snape's chest, trying to push, but they couldn't.

"Harry..."

Unconsciously, Harry's hand changed from pushing and rejecting to tightly grasping the hem of Snape's robe.

Really...

Harry looked at the mouth that was calling his name, what to do, he really wanted to kiss it.

He knew that as long as he kissed him, he would get the most gentle and sweet treatment, just like before, just like before, his chin would be gently rubbed, his face would be held by a pair of strong hands Hold on, oh no, maybe it will be hugged by the waist and hugged with the most intimate strength...

As long as he kisses it.

But I am so unwilling to forgive this guy just like that...

"Harry..." Snape called Harry softly in a low and sad tone.

Harry growled in frustration, grabbed Snape's skirt and pulled it down, and kissed him with a broken pot. The long-lost potion smell mixed with the unique burnt smell of the cauldron... burnt? !

"Did you blow up the cauldron?" Harry's eyes widened.

"I miss you." Snape looked deeply at Harry.

Harry froze for a moment, turned his head away bitterly, okay, he won.

"I……"

"Forgive me, will you, Harry?" Snape said softly.

"..." Harry fixed his eyes on the sofa in the corner, and nodded slightly.

——————High Energy Ahead—End of Affectionate Mode—————

———[Beep——] mode on——————

Snape took a closer look at Harry's expression...

Well, Lucius said as long as he was forgiven...

Snape said that he still cared about the Shuanglongcao being destroyed by a stupid Quidditch!But who made a wife more important than potions...

but!

but!

Let me explain very seriously, it is not a gentleman not to take revenge.

His Double Dragon Grass from [-]...

Lucius was right, after being coaxed back, wouldn't he be able to punish him however he wanted?

Double Dragon Grass, um, will avenge you...

Snape hugged Harry and carried him directly to the sofa beside him.

overthrow.

Love songs were playing on the large LCD screen, Snape was holding Harry in his arms, the atmosphere was warm and beautiful, pink bubbles were popping all around...then the pink bubbles turned yellow.

—————————————————————then after a long time———the yellow bubbles burst———

The two sat quietly on the sofa, not wanting to move for a while.

No one touched the food and drink on the table. Harry squeezed Snape's hand, pointed to the table, and cursed, "Prodigal."

Snape silently rolled his eyes and muttered, "There are even more prodigal..."

Harry didn't understand.

"Here." Snape pointed to the broom that was used to beat Muggle werewolves before.

"The head craftsman of the broom supplier for the Irish team, yes, that old man who charges extremely expensive... I specially asked him to do it."

"!!!" Harry was so excited that he immediately got up to look at the broom.

He had made appointments with that old man several times without even meeting him, let alone custom-made brooms!

As expected of Slytherin's god of sex in the cellar... Harry shook his head vigorously, oh no, where did he think!

As expected of his Sev!

Hehehe, broom...Little broom, Master Potter is coming to pamper you...Hehehe, waiting for you...

Harry looked dazed. He was about to rush over, but that...sudden pain.

In an instant, Harry changed from an idiot to a blushing little daughter-in-law again.

Snape's lips twitched, well, that's what he liked about this guy.

You can't hide things on your face at all...how can you use Dementor?It's a hassle-free and worry-free companion.

Snape pulled the blushing Mouha out of his arms, kissed those lips that were so tight that they turned white, teasing, licking, nibbling, biting, forcing Harry to give up the lips that tortured him, The tongues of the two were quickly entangled, and you came and went, and the two tongues were competing.

Snape was the first to stop when the two of them lost their breath again and almost wiped their guns away.

Harry's big green eyes were covered with water, and he looked at Snape with some doubts, why didn't he continue?

Snape suppressed the agitation in his heart, but pecked Harry's lips lightly again, "Happy Valentine's Day, Harry."

"Well, Happy Valentine's Day... But, I prefer wedding anniversaries... What do you think? Sev..."

"Good suggestion. Why don't you register with the Muggle community again?" Snape expressed no objection to the proposal.

"Of course." Harry chuckled in Snape's ear.

The two found a Muggle identity certificate that had not been used for many years. They only had a primary school education in the Muggle world, and they disappeared after the age of 11. The two people with clean files cast several spells on the staff of the notary office. ...After almost using the Imperius Curse, he finally managed to get a marriage certificate.

Harry laughed so hard that his mouth parted, "Hey, Sif, you don't move or stare at me in the photo... I'm not used to it!"

"fool."

Next to the notary office