[HP]Two Snape

According to the original agreement, after entering Hogwarts, Snape has the obligation to guide Draco. It is logical that during this holiday, Snape will live in Malfoy Manor, and in the name of guidance, he will pursue his wife... Bah, act against him fact.

The diary that Lucius handed in before contained very powerful confinement spells and counter-spells. Maybe it's not the right time?There was no opportunity for the Horcrux to awaken. Dumbledore didn't want to open it hastily, so he put it in the dragon leather bag temporarily.

Snape had no objection to this. The Dark Lord's talent in spells should not be underestimated, and it is always better to be careful.

Doing it all over again did not bring them much advantage. On the contrary, a trace of inexplicable pressure lingered in the hearts of the two of them. Here, there were too many details that did not match their memories, and some endings seemed to be unreliable. Change.

For example, Quirrell's death, such as the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, yes, even though Harry and the others did not meet the injured unicorn because of the professor's unexpected incident when they patrolled the Forbidden Forest at night, Dumbledore picked up the unicorn that night. When the news arrived, the unicorn was attacked.

Taking as much information as he could into his hands, as he had promised, Snape tapped his fingers on the desk.

"He failed, this time. But, I promise, next time, next time, and every time in the future, he will fail, Lucius, I think, you must know what to do, don't forget, you are A Malfoy."

He made a promise, then... surely this will come true.

Snape closed his eyes and meditated, thinking of his own mind.

Draco poked his head halfway by the door, hesitated, and left quietly, the godfather looked very tired.

only……

"Draco?"

Even at Malfoy Manor, Snape's alertness was never low.

Snape broke out in a cold sweat by not noticing someone coming over, how could he fail to notice someone around him twice in a row?

But, it's okay... Snape looked at the little platinum head, and the ice on the corner of his lips seemed to melt slightly.

"Godfather." As if ashamed that he hadn't greeted him in time, Draco lowered his head slightly.

"Come in." Snape's voice was still stern, but without anger, a nuance that only those closest to him could hear.

Draco is one of them.

At this time, above the study was the master bedroom of the Malfoy Manor.

Lucius went into the bathroom to take a shower, but he didn't come out for a while. Narcissa was silent and packed up things outside. Narcissa picked up the lamps, water cups, and quills that were neatly placed, and put them down again. back.

Living together for so long, some things, know, understand, but will always be scars that cannot be touched in my heart, no, maybe it is a wound, a wound that has been torn open repeatedly, sprinkled with salt, dripping with blood, there is no gap at all to scar .

Every touch is a heart-piercing pain, and every time I feel that I should be numb, but the next time, the piercing pain shows that everything is not over yet.

A separate door, two people, two minds, but the same, the same painful contradiction.

The dense water vapor in the bathroom blurred the mirror and also blurred a pair of gray-blue eyes.

Slightly hot water, from the lower abdomen to the chest, neck, chin, and lips.

Finally, the trembling water stopped under the eyes.

Opening his eyes, he looked at everything in front of him clearly, his soul pulled away, and he looked at everything with a shocking indifference, his lungs were burning, his desire to breathe was so strong, and the slightly scalding water surrounded him like this , as long as one breathes, the nasal cavity will be filled with water...

To suffocate, to drown.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, but he didn't want to be inattentive. He choked on the water. Finally, his instinct took control of his body. Lucius sat up on the edge of the bathtub, coughing violently, with a grin at the corner of his mouth.

Tears, but could not stop overflowing from the corner of the eyes.

what to do?He really didn't know what to do.

This feeling of helplessness is so similar to back then.

It was the eve of his graduation from Hogwarts, and a few months before his bar mitzvah, Abraxas Malfoy, the 172nd generation head of the Malfoy family, passed away.

Died of dragon pox.

For Lucius Malfoy, this cannot be simply described as a bolt from the blue.

That kind of feeling, as if you didn't do anything, just sneezed, opened your eyes, and found that everything around you was cracked, crumbling, the whole world was falling apart, and you didn't even need to sneeze again, you With just a shallow breath, this world will collapse, completely shattered, and become dust in the wind.

It seemed that his world had changed in just one night.

At the beginning, when Abraxas first found out that he was suffering from dragon pox, he had already started to prepare for Lucius to take over everything in the family, but Lucius had always rejected this sudden approach, as if his father was explaining the funeral , his mother passed away early, and his father was his only relative, although the heir training he received since childhood was to take over the family one day...

However, it was too early, and it was completely out of his expectation.

The body of the boy under the academy robe is getting thinner and thinner. The 16-year-old Lucius, his experience and ability are not enough for him to perfectly cope with the pressure from the family, the academy, and his father.

On the eve of his graduation, the medical wing suddenly developed a special medicine to treat dragon pox, and his father's condition improved day by day. All this is simply a gift from Merlin!

Lucius was ecstatic.

However, there are still three days left, only three days left, and Abraxas will be able to witness his proud adulthood, graduation, take away the trophy for outstanding graduates, and officially step into the adult world...

But he's gone, away from here forever.

Lucius didn't even know what expression he should use to deal with the relatives who came to pay his respects and his future partners.

Father is gone, this time, there is no room for maneuver.

He was the only one left.

In the huge room, there is only one person missing, but it looks so empty and dead silent.

In the portrait room, the portrait of his father was still sleeping. Even if the portrait woke up, Lucius knew that it was just a memory.

Talking to a piece of memory, so stupid, so weak... But it doesn't matter, the most important and cruelest thing is, facing this portrait and talking to it, he finally admitted that his father left after all, leaving Let him go.

He was left alone.

Only one left.

The huge family property of the Malfoy family fell on the shoulders that were still too young.

Everywhere, there are greedy eyes.

However, at this time, he appeared, with the most elegant demeanor, the most perfect etiquette, and irrefutable strength.

He said follow him and he will give you everything you want.

Whatever you desire, money, wealth, power...

He will give it to him.

Just, loyal and obedient, kiss the hem of his robe.

Unfortunately, money, wealth, power, as the heir of the Malfoy family, no, obviously, Lucius, now the youngest head of the Malfoy family, he lacks everything.

Perhaps it's the similarity in movement, height, and majesty. Lord, the man he respects, the man who appeared in his low period, and the man who gave him some protection to a certain extent, in his heart, vaguely acted as his father's father. Role.

Everyone thought that Lucius had chosen the most beneficial partner for the family, but what they didn't know was that Lucius was just nervously using this name to get close to that man who was like a god.

However, it is also undeniable that that man, Lord Voldemort, with such an identity, an identity with such a deterrent force, became his protection, blocking some unnecessary troubles when he was still weak.

Love?Maybe there is... But when he realized that he was sinking, it was already a sore body, as if he had been crushed... Early morning.

Mess everywhere.

But he could only kneel on the side humbly, palpitating in that complicated and thoughtful gaze.

Has there ever been an equality between them?no matter when.

Whether it's out of the consideration of interests, or the inconvenient concealment in his heart, he is willing to surrender, so that he will never be abandoned or lonely again.

Coughing violently, as if trying to pull out all the internal organs and all the blood, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes. Lucius stared at the ceiling in a daze, his thoughts were blank, and he didn't know what to think .

"Lucius? Lucius? Are you okay?" Narcissa's voice came from outside the bathroom door, a little anxious but steady.

Lucius came back to his senses, glanced at the door blankly, and replied subconsciously: "No, no, no...I'm fine."

"That's it...then, don't soak for too long." Narcissa's voice softened a little, hearing the footsteps, Lucius knew she had gone away.

What is he still thinking?After so many years, he already had a wife and a son, an heir who made his father as proud as he was back then.

For a Malfoy, the interests of the family and the family are the most important.

He understands that even if that person appears again, what is considered in front of his eyes should not be his insignificant, humble, or even dirty feelings, but should be...

Draco's safety.

The glory of the Malfoy family.

And of course...the safety of his wife, Narcissa Malfoy.

However, the turmoil in his heart was encouraging him to do some very crazy and illogical things.

Go to him, go to him!

He must need you most right now.

just go find him...

find him……

Let him feel your importance...

you can... you can...

Isn't that what you dream about?

Go ahead, just at this time, when he needs you most, help him, let him get everything he wants, and then...

You can get everything you want.

"Lucius, I put the bathrobe by the door. Severus said he was going to take Xiaolong out for dinner. There are only two of us left. What would you like to eat?" Narcissa's gentle voice reminded her again.

"Uh, well, I see, it's still the same."

The temperature in the bathroom gradually dropped, and the fog on the mirror gradually faded. In the haze, Lucius saw himself in a panic.

Lucius shivered, a little cold.

The author has something to say: [Running across with the pot lid in hand]: Hahaha... XX came back and updated...

When I come back this time, I will definitely update 3 chapters!Hurrah, begging for whipping and begging for supervision! ! !

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