[HP]Two Snape

Harry, who had been drugged and nearly had a magical riot, finally groaned and quieted down when he was hugged into a hug that smelled familiar to him of potion. Snape brought him back home, and Snape temporarily stayed in Mal Fu Manor is not currently interested in competing with Snape for the use and property rights of the house on Spider's End Lane.

Harry, who was asleep, was obviously quite peaceful. Snape was very thankful that he didn't hear any more alienating words from Harry.

It's an improvement isn't it?

The house in Spider's End was obviously not suitable for receiving guests, and the only guest room was converted into a potion storage room by Snape.

Harry smelled of alcohol, which made Snape frown. Is this another bad habit inherited from old Potter?

Snape pinched Harry's flushed cheeks angrily, and sighed, but what could he do?Could he stop thinking about this guy because of this?

I'm afraid he can't do it.

Maybe it was in those ten years, the ten years of his constant struggle, and maybe in the nearly 20 years since he lost the boy, his heart had been filled with the boy.

Harry's departure, and Snape finally realized all the irreparable pain in his heart, like a sharp knife cut through the heart, cut a groove, and put it into a person. Slowly, with time, this person was With the watering of longing, his heart took root and sprouted, and they merged into one, and they could no longer be separated.

Snape changed Harry into his pajamas - his old clean pajamas had been shrunk down to fit just fine.

Harry clicked his lips in a daze, frowned, and fell asleep again when his head hit the pillow.

Snape looked at Harry quietly for a while, brushed his messy hair behind his ears, and secretly planned to spend the night studying tonight. coming information.

Unexpectedly, when he got up, Harry suddenly turned over, apparently mistaking him for a pillow, and hugged his waist directly, then curled up contentedly and refused to let go.

"Well, this pillow needs to be dried, why... it smells like him... eh, forget it, I won't dry it, um, I won't dry it." Harry was puzzled at first, and then happily hugged him even tighter .

Snape was taken aback when he heard the words, it was a surprise from the bottom of his heart, "Ha, what did you say, Harry? Can you say it again?"

"You're so annoying! Go to sleep! Don't disturb me when I want to sleep!" Harry said willfully while drunk.

"..."

Taking care of a drunk is obviously not an easy task. Although Harry was drugged, he is also a wizard with a lot of magic power, and he almost had a magic riot. Harry vomited and toileted most of it.

When Snape helped Harry out of the toilet for the third time, he wondered with a headache how much the kid had drunk today... and when he thought of Snape taking Draco back to Malfoy Manor, there was a house-elf Assistance, Snape was a little upset.

But what can be done?Snape looked at Harry finally falling into a drowsy sleep, the corners of his mouth curled up tiredly, in fact...he didn't really dislike taking care of this guy himself.

Snape was also a little tired. He looked around and didn't think much about it. Of course, Harry, who was grabbing the hem of his clothes when he got out of bed and hugging his waist when he lay down, made him unable to think too much. Snape Pu could only take off his coat and shoes, and pushed Harry the unreasonable drunk Potter into the bed.

Then he regretted it—Harry, who was awakened, didn't know whether he was sober or not, so he got up and started to stare at Snape.

Snape's Adam's apple twitched, oh no, he's lived such an old age, right? He's almost lived for more than 100 years... Be calm, you're just being watched by this guy, yes, The heart doesn't have to beat so loud!

"You..." Harry said suspiciously.

"What about me?" Snape looked into Harry's eyes nervously. The lights had already been turned off, only street lamps and moonlight shone through the window. Harry's eyes suddenly glistened, and Snape snapped. Stunned.

"You're not a good person!" Harry yelled suddenly.

Snape was shocked, he, how could he offend this ancestor?Oh, it's a good thing, the house has already put multiple soundproof charms - in order to prevent the cauldron from exploding and attracting Muggle police.

"You don't believe me!" Harry said aggrievedly.

"..." Where does this start?Snape was depressed.

"You didn't listen to my explanation...Sev..." Harry turned over, arched his body and climbed up two steps, rubbed, put his hands on Snape's shoulders, and knelt with his legs apart. Snape on either side of his waist, "Can't you just listen...you've always been...professor! You've always been biased against Gryffindor!"

Harry's mouth was opening and closing, his eyes were drunk, his mind was not very clear, but Snape obviously felt that if Harry continued to be like this in his ear...

He won't be able to hold it... No, it's too sinful, it won't work!

Snape made a quick decision and pushed Harry's head up, away from his neck.

Harry immediately yelled angrily: "How dare you push me!"

!!!

One hundred points for Gryffindor!No respect for the professor!Snape secretly deducted points from the bottom of his heart... It's just that he doesn't know if Hogwarts' scoring system accepts it.

"Do you know me... Forget it, I can't tell you... Haha, I won't tell you." Harry suddenly laughed, and then some cold liquid fell down and landed on Snape's face.

"I'm just stupid, I'm just a bitch, I know...you will hate me, whether it's for that reason or not - I won't tell you, I can't tell you, haha, ha, but, you can hate me, Dislike me, hate me, but you can't drive me away, I can't live without you...I don't want to live without you..."

Harry stopped laughing and started crying, and by the way, in a very Muggle way, with no restraint, he punched Snape hard a few times.

"Well... It's a dream anyway... You don't feel any pain... Let me hit you twice."

Snape didn't say a word, and let Harry vent. Hearing Harry's words, his heart ached. He knew how he treated Harry in those ten years.

"Tell me, why don't you like me? I like you so much, can't you just like me?" Harry stopped hitting and poked Snape's chest vigorously instead.

He said domineeringly and capriciously: "I don't care, I just want to pester you, you don't like me must be because of that reason... Well, you will definitely like me, so I don't want to give up..."

"I..." Snape wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Harry.

"You what you! This is my dream! Old bat, I warn you, you have to listen to me now! Otherwise, I, I will turn you, uh, into a, a little bat, and then..." Harry seemed to be tired, so it didn't matter if his arms supported him, so he let go and let himself lie on Snape's body. Drowsiness hit him, and Harry's words were stuttering, and he couldn't understand clearly——

"And then put you in my pocket every day... walk around... go east, have you... go west, have you... well, you want to stay with me... okay? You say... say ..."

"Okay." Snape patted Harry on the back distressedly.

"I didn't ask...Kreacher to do it, can you believe me...it's really not me..." Harry said aggrievedly.

"...I believe it." Snape was stunned for a moment, this, did he remember everything?

"That's right... If I knew there was such a thing... I would have used it for you at school... So many confinement... You, you imprison me..."

"..."

"You're not a good person!" Harry regained his energy suddenly, and raised his head "teng", Snape started to have a headache, sh*t!Don't want to do it all over again? !

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"You punish me for confinement! Bad guy! Bad guy!" Harry lay down again, then hugged Snape's neck, rubbing his head against Snape's chest, "But I still like you."

Feeling an even and warm breath under his chin, Snape slowly relaxed his stiff body, and he felt warm inside, feeling so sure... His Harry still liked him, didn't hate him, didn't want to give him up!

Harry tousled his hair and Snape was itching to laugh...

Then, he smiled.

Under the cover of darkness, he no longer hides his emotions.

Snape carefully turned Harry over so that he could sleep more comfortably on the pillow, then lowered his head and placed a devout kiss on Harry's forehead, thanking Merlin, his boy remembered, and, love him.

The next morning, Harry woke up first. For the first moment when he woke up, he thought he was dreaming... What a familiar scene!

Waking up at the same time in the same bed in the same room under the same roof as Snape... How familiar was the scene.

Harry's face paled instantly, and Snape's angry and contemptuous words echoed in his mind that day:

"What do you mean, what did you do? Potter, you're so horny and thirsty, trying so hard to get yourself into my bed? Huh?"

"Potter! Where's your Gryffindor-proud courage? I don't care why you think you can make me fall in love with you by such a dirty trick, but, now, I think, I can't stand it at all." You stay here..."

"Go back to your old Black house! You can continue to study this kind of dirty and disgusting tricks, and I wish you to climb into the bed of a man who is satisfied with you as soon as possible!"

"Then, grab your bags, Potter, and get out..."

"In two years, I can tell you right now that I will never be able to love..."

Harry's pupils constricted, and fear that could not be ignored flashed in his eyes. He couldn't bear it. Without the interference of that spell, Snape's loathing and contempt once again would overwhelm his little confidence and persistence. ...

So, don't blame him, say that he is cowardly, or that he escapes... He dare not go through it again!

Snape felt the bed tremble, and he frowned and rubbed his eyes.

Startled, Harry immediately grabbed the wand on the bedside table and pointed it at Snape...

The first thing Snape saw when he opened his eyes was a white light!

Come straight to yourself.

"Obliviate!! (Obliviate)"

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