[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Hermione knew she couldn't stop her, so she didn't stop her when Jane got out of bed and slipped out of the bedroom at midnight.Jane used the Disillusionment Charm on herself, and ran out of the Gryffindor common room without a sound.And Snape seemed to know she was coming back a long time ago, and when Jane knocked on the cellar office door, Snape opened the door and let her in.

As soon as she stepped in, the familiar breath hugged her tightly.The fiery kiss fell like a torrential rain, and the lingering lips and tongue were instantly inseparable.

Jane felt that her breath seemed to be taken away by the other party. She was pressed against the door by him, her hands were hooked on his shoulders, and she forgot everything obsessively.It wasn't until the other party ended the kiss that she regained her freedom and opened her eyes.

Dim yellow candles flickered in the office in the cellar, and Snape's tall figure blocked the candlelight, casting a shadow over Jane's body.Jane could feel that the other person's breathing was as fast as her own, which made her know that he, like her, was yearning for the warmth between each other.

"You shouldn't be here." Snape held her waist tightly, not letting her move.

Although he said so, Jane is sure that this must be the expression of duplicity in the man in front of him: "I miss you very much, professor. I think every day, if I don't come tonight - I can't control myself. "

Unlike Snape who likes to hide his feelings in his heart, Jane has always been very frank about love, just like she has never hidden her affection from Snape.This ardent emotion was flowing like lava in his heart, roaring, burning his reason, causing him to recklessly pick up the girl in front of him and walk towards the bedroom.

Jane leaned on his shoulder, kissed his cheek thinly, kissed his protruding nose bridge, sunken eye socket along the outline, and then kissed his lips again.This time, she no longer kissed eagerly, but lightly pecked on his lips.It wasn't until she was placed on the soft bed that she stopped her movements and looked at Snape's face carefully.

"You look very haggard." Jane stretched out her hand to caress his face, feeling the slight warmth of his cheeks, and there was deep pity in her eyes.

Snape reached out to untie his cloak, threw it on the ground, then took Jane's hand and put it on his lips and kissed: "Maybe this will turn your appetite off."

"No!" Jane denied it vehemently, with eagerness and sadness in her eyes: "I just don't want to see you like this, it will make me uncomfortable." Jane spoke in a low voice, reaching out to unbutton the clothes in his throat, One grain at a time seemed to be extremely careful and gentle: "I know that it is absolutely impossible for me to persuade you to give up this identity, so I never said anything, but—" Jane saw his Adam's apple move, and moved He took a light bite, and then heard the other party's forbearance: "But I also hope that you can take your own life seriously, even if it is for me."

Snape didn't speak, maybe he didn't know what to say for a while.He just let Jane unbutton his clothes, and then closed his eyes to feel this hard-won moment of tenderness.

Until the next morning, when Snape awoke from sleep, Jane was still asleep on his arm.He couldn't bear to wake her up, because he knew that Jane didn't sleep much last night—she was always worried about him.

Although Snape didn't wake her up, Jane still woke up on time.When she opened her eyes, Snape had already dressed. She bent down to pick up the clothes on the floor and dressed neatly. Before the Slytherin students left the dormitory, she quietly left the office door.

When she got to the Great Hall, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hadn't arrived yet.She sat there alone and started eating breakfast, and Harry and the others didn't show up until ten minutes later.

When she saw Harry, she found Harry's face was very bad, as if someone provoked him, Jane looked at Ron suspiciously: "What's wrong with him?"

"Because Seamus - he said he was a liar," said Ron.

"Then let him think so, and see who is the fool!" Harry said angrily.

Jane immediately understood that Seamus must have believed the nonsense in the "Daily Prophet" and thought that Harry was fabricating facts to cause panic, so he called Harry a liar.Jane knew that this must be a big blow to Harry.

"I don't know how this year's courses will be arranged." Jane changed the subject, she didn't want to make everyone's mood so bad early in the morning.

"I don't know, hopefully it will get me out of Potions - but obviously that's not possible," said Ron.

At this time, a group of owls flew in from outside.Many letters were dropped by the owls, one of which flew away after dropping a newspaper in front of Hermione.

"Why are you still ordering that thing?" said Harry angrily. "I didn't bother! It's a pile of rubbish."

"Better find out what the enemy is saying," said Hermione primly, unfolding the newspaper to shield herself from it.

"That's a good idea," said Jane approvingly.

When they were almost done eating, Hermione finally put down the newspaper: "Nothing, nothing about you and Dumbledore, nothing about you."

"Perhaps they think that after Hogwarts has an eyeliner for them, they don't need to maliciously criticize Harry and Dumbledore." Jane glanced meaningfully in the direction of the teacher's chair, and saw Umbridge using his own wiped his mouth with his handkerchief.

Professor McGonagall came to hand out the schedule, so Harry and Ron didn't express their opinions.

Jane looked carefully at her timetable, and found that Potions class was actually scheduled for Monday.

"Look at today!" Ron, who was sitting next to Jane, didn't look forward to the Potions class at all, he said with a sigh: "History of Magic, two Potions classes, Divination class, two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes - Binns , Snape, Trelawney, and that woman named Umbridge, all on the same day! I hope Fred and George hurry up and get those quick-acting skipping candies out."

Faced with Ron's lament and Harry's dissatisfied face, Jane felt that maybe she was the only one who wished to have potions class every day-of course, if this was true, maybe Ron and Harry would both want to commit suicide.

Except for the divination class, Jane attended classes with Harry and the others all day long.

During this period of time in the divination class, the briefing was on ancient magic lines, and few students would be interested in this. Even Hermione did not report this course at this stage of the fifth grade.

After breakfast, Jane and Harry went to the History of Magic classroom together.

The class taught by Binns was as dull as ever. Except for Jane and Hermione who were taking notes seriously, the rest of the students were almost dozing off.So much so that Hermione was so annoyed by this after class, she angrily said to Harry and Ron: "What will happen if I don't lend you my notes this year?"

Every year in the exam, Harry and Ron rely on Hermione's notes and Jane's extra tutoring to barely pass the history of magic class.

"We'll fail History of Magic with 0.W.Ls," said Ron. "If you want to have a conscience, Hermione."

"Hmph, you deserve it!" She retorted sharply, "You didn't listen to his lecture seriously, did you?"

"We're trying, we just don't have your brain, your memory, your concentration—" said Ron, "you're just smarter than us—you don't want to keep the pot open and carry the pot." OK?"

"Hmph, don't give me these ecstasy soups." Hermione's face softened a little.

The four of them hurried towards the cellar, the sky looked gloomy and it would rain anytime.They walked all the way to the cellar, just as the bell rang for class, and Jane saw Snape open the door of the Potions classroom.