[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Both Sirius and Snape lowered their wands, and both had utter contempt on their faces, as it was evident that the sudden presence of so many witnesses seemed to bring them back to their senses.

Snape pocketed his wand and strode out of the kitchen, not paying attention to anyone, not even a glance at Jane.But when he reached the door, he turned around again: "Monday at six o'clock, Potter."

Jane looked at Snape's back as he walked away, and couldn't help but quietly exited the crowd and chased after him.

She chased all the way to the hall before stopping Snape's footsteps: "Sir, please wait a moment."

Snape stopped, didn't turn around immediately, but took a deep breath, waiting for the girl behind him to come up to him.

And Jane obviously did not disappoint him. When he was completely relaxed and built up his inner defenses, she raised her head slightly and walked in front of him, her expression looked infinitely sad. Although she concealed it well, he also He could read the expression of pain from those eyes that were as dark as his.This made Snape couldn't help but hold his breath, and the idea of ​​dismissing her casually and pretending to be indifferent suddenly disappeared in his mind.

"What's the matter, Miss Jean." Snape tried not to let himself reach out to brush away the pain in her eyes, and turned his head away pretending not to see.

Jane looked at him, there was an abnormal blue color on his sallow face, his hair was hanging greasy on both sides, and his whole person looked terrible: "I...just want...to talk for a while, Sev Les...I-"

"No, don't go on." Snape interrupted her, trying to keep his words as cold as possible: "I don't have time to waste, listen to you—"

"Severus, please—" Jane reached out to hug him, and pressed herself against his heart. At this time, she was glad that no one came out of the living room, otherwise no one would be terrified by the scene in front of her: "Don't go back to the Dark Lord again."

Snape's whole body was stiff as a rock, he finally understood why Jane had such a look, but he couldn't agree to her request: "Don't be stupid again. I should go."

Jane closed her eyes, pretending not to hear Snape's words, she hugged him tightly as if it was the only way to get a little comfort.

Snape pushed her away, and he noticed that she was sobbing silently, although there were no tears and no crying, but for some reason Snape could feel the deep anxiety and fear in her heart.In this way, he felt extremely guilty, because he could only reject this woman who loved him no matter what.

He left without looking back.

Maybe he didn't dare to look back at all.

Snape's footsteps were in a hurry, and it could even be regarded as a panic.When he left Black's old house, he could hardly breathe, and had to stand in the cold wind and stare at the empty street.The smell of rotting garbage in the air made him gag, but his stomach was so empty that he convulsed as if someone had poked a wand into it.

Neither Snape nor Jane lived much joy this Christmas holiday.

On the second day, Jane packed her bags and took the Knight Bus back to Hogwarts with Harry.

It was her first time riding a Knight Bus, and she got off feeling dizzy and gagging—absolutely the worst ride she's ever had.

The course of the second half of the academic year has started, because the professors who are close to the subjects of the 0.W.Ls exam have assigned more homework to them.

In Potions class on Monday, Jane saw Snape again.His condition was as bad as before, or even worse, because there were thick dark circles under his eyes, and there were bloodshot eyes, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept at all last night.

Jane deliberately knocked over her cauldron at the end of the lesson and stayed to clean it up. Snape didn't drive her away, but directed all the chairs back into place with his wand.

"Sir." Jane did not leave after wiping up the potion poured out of the cauldron. She came to Snape again: "Did you not rest yesterday? You look very tired."

Snape glanced at the closed door of the classroom, making sure that no one but himself could open the door, he stretched out his hand and pulled Jane into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead: "I can't quit this war, and if you still want to say something about this, you don't have to."

Jane lowered her eyes, clutching the clothes on Snape's robe tightly: "I know, so I won't say any more."

This made Snape heave a sigh of relief.

Jane raised her head, took a deep breath, raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "Then even if it's for me, I hope you can pay attention to your own safety."

"I'm not Potter." Snape curled his lips.

Jane laughed softly, she let go of his clothes, and took out a black feather from her pocket: "Promise me, you will always take it with you, okay?"

Snape looked at the feather in Jane's hand in surprise. He had seen a feather similar to this before. He had seen it from Jane's hand when they first met, when she went to Ollivander It was the first time he saw Ollivander look so excited.It's just that it was a white feather then, but now it's black.

"Your wand heart?" Snape guessed, but soon he shook his head again: "No."

"It's Lucifer's feather." Jane said frankly.

Snape paused in the hand that took the feather.

"I can't make it into a wand, I meant it that way, as a present for you, I guess you'd like it," said Jane, "but Kim won't make me a wand—well, actually He said that when we got married, he would personally make a wand for you." When she said this, Jane couldn't help but blushed a little, and she found that Snape's face also showed a very similar expression to hers. The same red, as if drunk: "Put it on your body, it can help you relieve some pain. Lucifer has the right to forgive pain, so it will be very suitable for the Cruciatus Curse. As for others I think it will have a little blocking effect. ①"

Snape put it into his pocket, and the blush on his face never faded: "I accept your gift, Gene. Thank you very much."

Jane tiptoed and kissed the corner of his lips, whispering: "I don't need your thanks, professor."

Snape kissed her lips, turning all the words into deep kisses to the girl in his arms.Jane's breathing was a little short, and she also greedily snatched his breath.

The author has something to say:

In the original text, Snape died under Nagini's mouth. JK has never explained that Voldemort did not directly use Avada, and now it can be regarded as making up for a leak.