[HP] Can you be gentle with me

"Lupine, you go and see him."

Remus Lupine could hardly believe his eyes. He never expected such a thing to happen here—except for the unconscious young man lying on the front of the store, a man and a woman inside were covered with blood, and the ground was also smeared everywhere. There were dark red bloodstains on it, and the strong smell of rust filled the air. Of course he didn't remove the Muggle Repelling Curse cast here at some point, even though he had it when he and Snape rushed here from school. He had a premonition that something would happen, but the blood on the scene frightened him for a moment, and he had to be reminded by Snape to react, and quickly drew out his wand and walked to the side of the blond man who fell on the ground.

He didn't know how Snape calmly made Tahlia drink those bottles and jars of potions, he couldn't stop his trembling hands at all, he was not a healer, and all he had ever learned was simple Emergency treatment spells, not to mention that this man is a Muggle... Even if it didn't take him long to heal the man's superficial wounds, what he needs to worry about is later, there may be infection, and the man has lost too much blood Even a layman would know that this man's injury was much more fatal than Tahlia's, only a few inches away from his heart—whether those potions that Snape brought would have any effect on him is a big question in itself. The problem, he wasn't sure if those blood-enriching potions would come in handy.

"Should I... should I notify the medical staff—" he asked uncertainly.

Snape didn't stop what he was doing, he nodded curtly, and continued to watch over Tahlia.

And Remus called out his protector without hesitation, and then watched him flee from his sight.

Snape didn't have the heart to pay attention to Lupine's actions at all. It should be said that he didn't even know what he asked just now. The only thing he was paying attention to now was the woman in front of him.

damn it!

He clearly swore to never let her suffer any harm again──

"Se...verus..."

"I'm here," Snape said in a low voice. "I'm here, Tahlia..."

It appears that Tahlia has stabilized quite a bit.

Remus at the side heard her voice, and he let go of his hanging heart. The Muggle is more dangerous at the moment, thinking about it, he continued to try spells one by one──

"Help him—" Tahlia's voice was so weak that Remus wouldn't have been able to hear her if it weren't for the eerie silence here. "Sev...Severus—please...save him—"

"I'll save him," Snape said calmly. "Lupine is here, we'll save him..."

"No, you don't understand—" Tahlia became agitated suddenly, wondering if the potion had worked, she made a sudden movement, and grabbed Snape's arm tightly with one hand. "You saved him... only you... only you can save him—"

What a familiar word, at that moment, Snape felt his heart beat chaotically for a while.

The same mourning, the same hope that seems to be clinging to the last shred of hope, the only difference is the identity of the person who said these words.

"save him……"

"Don't talk." Snape glanced at Derek lightly, and with just one glance, he also knew that the man was seriously injured, far worse than Tahlia's injury, but he couldn't have dealt with Tahlia's injury The situation is distracted to take care of a man.

"Sev..."

For some reason, Snape wasn't emotionally fluctuating at all, in stark contrast to the anxiety he felt not long ago when he found out that the spell he had secretly planted in Tahlia's shop had been triggered, and he wasn't even able to trick Lupine into following along. They came here together, but after seeing Tahlia, his originally flustered mood calmed down instantly. At this moment, he almost performed all the actions mechanically, with an unquestionable thought in his mind, he knew that Tahlia would be fine──

"I'm here," he said again, before continuing to pour a bottle of potion into Tahlia's mouth.

Tahlia's pupils dilated, she turned her head, opened and closed her mouth soundlessly in the direction of the blond man, then turned her head again, grabbing Snape's robe again. "Save him, please." After she finished speaking, the effect of the potion she poured for the last time began to show, her gaze gradually became dizzy, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

At this point, Snape gently put Tahlia down, and the moment he stood up, his whole body trembled suddenly, and his whole body almost fell to the ground.

"Severus!" Seeing this, Remus directly reached out and grabbed Snape, who was obviously not in the right state. "You—"

Snape pursed his lips tightly, shook his head, shrugged his shoulders slightly to shake off Lupine's hand, and turned his attention to the man.

The situation is obviously very pessimistic.

But Tahlia was going to save him herself, he had to save him—

"How is he?" He asked, and then realized that his throat had become extremely dry at some point.

Remus frowned tightly. "Not very well, the wound has healed...but this man is not a wizard—"

Snape paused for a few seconds before pulling out a few more potions from the pouch he was carrying.

"You don't—you know that Muggles don't have any factors that can interact with potions, do you?" Remus' eyes widened.

"Got to try," Snape said curtly, telling Lupine to step aside while he forcefully unscrewed one of the potions and poured them into Derek's mouth.

The result was that Derek coughed violently, and the wound on his chest that had been forced to heal opened again. Remus let out a gasp, and quickly pressed his wand against the place again, and began to murmur execration.

Snape was still pouring potions into the man's mouth, Remus didn't know what kind of potions they were, and the blond man's face regained some blood color for some reason, so he almost thought that the potions really worked.

Even after a few minutes, he opened his eyes. They were a pair of clear and beautiful water-blue eyes. Although they seemed to be covered with a thin veil, they still did not affect the purity in his eyes. Treating another woman... the woman he loves wholeheartedly, as this man has always thought about it.

"...Snape?"

Snape snorted to show he heard, and took more potions from the pouch.

"How about Tahlia—cough cough cough!" The man just started to cough violently again.

"You'd better not talk." Snape said flatly, stiffly fed him another potion, and then spoke again briefly. "she's fine."

The man's brows were tightly frowned, he didn't know if he was sick of the smell of the potion, or he was questioning what Snape said.

"If you don't want to die, drink it." Snape spat out, forcing the next bottle of potion to the man's mouth.

The man drank it, but fell into the same situation as the first time, and started to cough violently. This time, he even coughed up a small puddle of blood-red liquid, which dripped down the corner of his mouth, and his wound seemed to have started again. Oozing blood, maybe Lupine did force the spell to heal the wound, but this man simply didn't have the strength to maintain the spell, as long as Lupine stopped casting the spell, the skin cells that couldn't really reconnect at all would separate again Come.

Snape scowled, continuing to take out potions from the pouch.

For a moment, no one spoke but coughing, and even the clang of potion bottles was drowned out by Derek's violent coughing.

"Snape..."

"I said, don't talk—"

"Am I... going to... die?"

Snape paused for a moment, pursed his lips and motioned to Remus to continue trying to heal the man's wound, but he didn't answer his question.

But this is actually tantamount to the default.

Snape knew it, Remus knew it, and Derek, lying on his back, knew it.

"I will die..."

"Do not."

"Severus...you—"

"Shut up, Lupine." Snape said, repeating the feeding action just now.

"Severus!"

Remus reached out and grabbed Snape's hand, forcing him to stop, and Snape glared at him coldly.

Even though he didn't say anything, Snape knew exactly what he meant.

"She asked me to do this," he said bluntly.

Derek started to cough violently again. After all, he stabbed the knife straight into his chest just now, and the chest seemed to be squeezed by the rushing air, even though the brown-haired man called Lupin forced him to let him go. His wound stopped bleeding, but it didn't help...

Everything he drank... was useless──

Whatever Snape made himself drink was clearly useless.

"You...don't lie to me──"

Snape gave Derek a flat look, then quickly looked away. "You have to live."

"I…of course I want to live—but I…I actually know—you know that too…I can't—" Derek laughed suddenly. "You said... will she remember me?"

"To shut up."

Derek coughed again, but this time, he moved his arm slightly with difficulty, and he pulled out a small box from his arms, grabbed Snape's hand holding the potion bottle, and regardless of what he was holding, he forced it The box tucked into the gap between his palm and the potion bottle.

"Take care... of her—"

Snape paused, then he spoke in a low voice. "She needs you."

"No." Derek coughed up another mouthful of blood, but the smile was still on his face. "I've always...I've always known—that she really cares about you—"

"She wants you to live."

"……promise me."

Snape paused again, his intuition had already told him what the small box contained, and there was a relatively wonderful tactile sensation through his palm, he unconsciously put down the potion, and held the box tightly.

"Take care of her—" Derek said again, more dark red blood gushing from his mouth. "promise me."

Snape frowned, shoving the small box back into Derek's hand as if he had suddenly come to his senses. "You should take care of her yourself...that's what you want, isn't it?"

"I think—" Derek's breathing has become disordered, and even the words that can be spoken are weak.

"Since you want to, then try to live on." Snape said flatly, holding up a bottle of potion again.

And Derek never swallowed the potion.

When Snape brought the bottle to the man's mouth, he realized that he hadn't reacted, his eyes were closed tiredly, his chest, which had been heaving very slightly, was still, his right arm was drooping, and Snape stuffed it into him just now. The small box in his hand fell to the floor following inertia, and then stopped.

died.

he died.

Snape fell silent.

He still maintained the posture of holding the potion bottle, staring at the dead blond man with a complex expression, until Remus picked up the box, patted him on the shoulder, and handed the things to him, and after waiting for a while, he found that He still didn't take any action, so he straightened up, turned around slowly, and planned to report the situation to the Aurors who had been late outside.

"I never lived up to her expectations."

Remus paused, looking at Snape.

The man in black looked blankly at the small box that had been opened in his hand. Inside was a pair of beautiful rings. Then he closed the box with a snap, put it into his robe, and gently hugged Tahlia. Remus felt that he was looking at her. There were so many emotions in the eyes looking at her that I couldn't describe it at all.

"...we did our best."

"Not enough." Snape murmured absentmindedly, before raising his head and looking at Remus steadily. "Do me a favor."

Remus nodded, before even asking what exactly Snape wanted to help him.

After all, this was the purpose of his coming...to help the person in front of him.

"Send those Aurors away." Snape dropped the words, and immediately apparated with Tahlia in his arms, disappearing from Remus' sight.