[hp] That Slytherin I've seen

The Browns were very curious about the child brought back by their daughter. After hearing Penelope tell Harry's life experience, Mrs. Brown's eyes almost overflowed with distress.

"Let your father get your used cradle first, and arrange the room next to you as a baby's room." Mrs. Brown shook Harry in her arms, "Poor child."

Penelope was still thinking about what Dumbledore said about Severus' injury, and she tried to ignore it as much as possible, but there was always a voice shouting at her "in case Severus' injury is serious".

Absently waving her wand, she cleaned the house and removed some large items that were not suitable for babies, such as the bookshelf. When he waved his wand and chanted a spell, and when such a large bookshelf floated out of the door by itself, he instantly felt a little redundant.

When the baby room was set up, it was almost dark, and Mrs. Brown was feeding Harry milk powder and was putting him to sleep. Penelope looked at Harry with his eyes closed, and picked him up and put him in the cradle.

This is similar to the baby room that James Lily arranged for Harry.

Penelope looked at Harry's sleeping face, and couldn't help touching his cheek, "I'll take you to buy toy milk powder and diapers tomorrow."

She whispered to Harry, "You can call me Pepe from now on, just like your parents."

She leaned over and kissed Harry on the cheek, then walked out cautiously, closing the door to block out the light from the living room.

When she returned to her room and sat quietly at the desk, she still felt confused.

She felt that she couldn't calmly think about her relationship with Severus.

Penelope put the wand in the drawer and pressed all the robes into the bottom of the box. Before Harry turned 11, she had to say goodbye to the wizarding world briefly.

Including Severus.

She took off the necklace, hesitated for a moment, and put it in the drawer.

At night, the breeze blew in along the window and lifted the thin screens. On the bed, Penelope did not sleep peacefully. Her brows were tightly frowned, and she seemed to be talking about something.

"Do not……"

Penelope opened her eyes suddenly, her breathing was a little short, and the evening wind blew, wiping the cold sweat off her forehead.

She dreamed of Severus, dreamed of Severus being bitten on the neck by a snake, dreamed of him leaning limply against the wall and sliding down...

Penelope got out of bed, took out the wand from the drawer, "Apparate."

She was in the dark, and with the faint moonlight, Penelope vaguely discerned that this was the restaurant. She raised her feet and walked towards the bedroom in her memory. Only then did she realize that she was not even wearing shoes.

He was also wearing pajamas.

Penelope sighed rather annoyed, she could only comfort herself with a glance and leave.

As long as she was sure Severus was safe and well.

The spell made Penelope's footsteps disappear until the door to Severus' bedroom was opened. There was no one on the bed, and the quilt was neatly spread on the bed.

This made Penelope a little flustered. She pushed away the next room, but it was still empty.

She searched all over the second floor, but there was no one.

Penelope went down the stairs and Dumbledore said that Severus was only hurt, that's all.

Penelope breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the warm yellow light peeking through the crack of the study door. She hesitated for a moment, but still didn't open the door.

She felt it was time to go back, what if Harry woke up in the middle of the night?

Just as she was about to wave her wand, there was a sound of broken glass in the study, followed by a muffled grunt.

Especially noticeable in the stillness of night.

She pushed the door open anyway.

There seemed to be something brewing in the cauldron, white smoke was coming out, various medicinal materials were placed on the table, and Severus was rubbing his upper body, struggling to wrap gauze around the wound on his shoulder.

Dumbledore really knew Severus, Penelope thought.

Severus was obviously surprised to see Penelope, he stopped the movement of his hands, looked at the familiar figure at the door, and finally his eyes fell on Penelope's bare feet.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" he asked, but Penelope didn't answer, she just walked towards Severus.

Seeing that Penelope was getting closer, Severus didn't care about the gauze in his hand, and grabbed his wand to clean up the unsightly glass shards to ensure that Penelope would not be hurt.

"give me."

Penelope held out her hand, and seeing that Severus didn't move, she had to snatch the gauze from his hand herself.

"Raise your hand."

Covered with ointment, Penelope didn't know how deep Severus' wound was, but he could tell from his tightly furrowed brow that it must be painful.

Knotting the gauze at the end, Penelope looked at the cauldron again, and when her eyes touched the pale yellow potion, Penelope suddenly remembered a fatal question...

Her potion is so bad!

Why put this cup!

But she was already in front of the crucible, and it seemed unreasonable not to stir it twice...

Penelope was about to bite the bullet and put it on when she heard Severus say, "The healing potion doesn't need to be stirred."

"I know." Penelope said stiffly, "I'm just afraid that you will boil it dry."

Severus just responded muffledly, without saying a word.

The potion in the cauldron seemed to be almost finished and was bubbling. Penelope felt that she should go, but she didn't want to go.

What if she just got out of the cauldron and poured it and reacted with the things on the table and caught fire, Severus didn't have time to get his wand and was burned to death!

After finding the reason, she seemed to be more confident, and kicked Severus' calf with her foot, her tone was arrogant and domineering, "Where does it hurt?"

Severus' eyes rested on her toes, looked up at Penelope's face again, and said, "Where you just kicked."

Penelope: "..."

She looked away a little guilty, and looked out the door, "I came...just to tell you that I decided to live in London for a while because of James Lily, I think it's too scary to be a wizard, and I'm going to take Harry Raise..."

She was talking nonsense, as if just to cover up her real purpose, she spread her hands and was silent for a moment, seeing that Severus still had that stern and serious expression on his face, she couldn't help being a little angry.

However, Penelope would not curse when she was angry, she just pursed her lips tightly. When she saw that Severus's expression remained unchanged, she finally couldn't help asking: "Are you going to tell me?" something?"

"For example, your deliberate estrangement, and that letter that got no reply."

Severus's expression finally changed, and there was a flash of panic on his face, although he had developed the habit of not showing any expression in front of Voldemort in the past few years.

It's not that he doesn't want Penelope, it's just that he hasn't thought of how to face her.

Severus stepped past Penelope and poured out the potion from the cauldron, all he could do to hide his bewilderment.

This reaction makes everyone angry.

Penelope kicked the table as if venting her anger, and successfully caused her toes to hurt. She couldn't help but gasped, held the table with her hand and shook her foot, trying to relieve the pain in this way.

Severus shook his head helplessly, waved his wand to relieve her pain, wrapped Penelope in his robe and placed her on the chair.

He looked at the girl who was staring at him fiercely, and sighed silently.

Let you be an undercover agent, but in the end you have to coax your girlfriend!

"Penelope." He looked into his gray-blue eyes, reached out and stroked her head, and after organizing his needs for a long time, Severus finally began to explain.

"My parents are both dead, so I'm not afraid, but I dare not bet on you." He lowered his eyes, "Dumbledore has already told you, right?"

"Otherwise, wait for you to tell me!" Penelope rolled her eyes, "Then you can only tell it to my tombstone."

I have to say that Penelope's words were so true that Severus coughed, and the originally sad and depressing atmosphere was broken by her words.

Penelope closed her robe, and the familiar smell filled her nostrils again. This smell was like her own tranquilizer.

She lowered her head and looked at Severus' hands, where there were many small wounds, and even some scars from burns, "I'm having a nightmare."

"I dreamed that you were bitten on the neck by a snake."

"I know that dream is fake, but I just want to see you."

"Like every night for years."

Saying that, Penelope couldn't help but pouted, she threw all the steps over, if Severus didn't coax her, then she...then she would go back to South Street and never come again !

Still, Severus didn't disappoint Penelope.

He wrapped Penelope in his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head, and said, "Voldemort is dead, and we can see each other every day if you want."

The shallow breath hit the top of Penelope's head, starting from the scalp, causing a shudder, including the heart.

This made Penelope a little nervous. She thought about the Mediterranean Sea where Mr. Brown had just taken shape, and Penelope's husband's hairline. She couldn't help worrying about her hair...

Why could she feel Severus' breath so clearly?

Is it because the hair is missing and the scalp is leaking out?

Oh Merlin!No, she should worship God now.

"Severus, did the hair restorer I gave you work?"

Severus' body froze.

The candlelight is flickering, they have just met and misunderstood, shouldn't they tell each other their hearts?

Why bother with hair tonic?

In this way, Severus collapsed directly with a guilty and affectionate expression, he let go of his hand, cleared his throat, and packed up his broken heart that was suppressed by Penelope's words, "I'm useless."

"But if... you need... I can study the hair growth potion."

Is this the benefit of having a boyfriend who is good at Potions?

Penelope thought happily.

But... Severus didn't seem to confess, she had to be more serious!

Penelope raised her chin and frowned at Severus' chest, who was naked to the waist.

"..."

Penelope's face was a little red, and she pretended to look away inadvertently, "Dumbledore said that you put the letter in your close pocket?"

Thank you, Dumbledore.

Severus's admiration for Dumbledore has never been as continuous as at this moment. Seeing that there is a chance to take the position, he nodded affirmatively, and then he wanted to say a few sweet words...

Hogwarts' new Potions professor, Potions master Mr. Severus Snape, found his mind was blank. It's okay to ask him to recite a few prescriptions, but the sweet words...

He could only take out the letter from his coat pocket, and on the back of the letter was his unsent reply to Penelope.

"Do you know Penelope." He and Penelope looked at each other, staring closely into her eyes. "It's very ungentlemanly for a lady to speak first about the confession."

Under the illumination of the light, the shadows of the two embrace each other tightly.

Penelope's hand was on Severus' shoulder, her head tilted to one side, the warmth of her lips, the feel of her palm telling her...

She seems to have been eaten tofu...

However, Penelope had a strange balance in her heart when she thought of her secretly kissing Severus.

Her hands slowly tightened, her lips and teeth met, but her mind wandered away...

Was that a confession from Severus?

How could he kiss her before she promised him!

hateful……

Penelope's last thought was... Severus' mouth was soft...

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The author has something to say:

Originally, I wanted to write about the feeling of being tolerant and heartbroken by Penelope, but I overestimated myself... Forget it, let’s get together!Misunderstanding or something, I will write it in my next life!