[HP] Can you be gentle with me

"Where did you go!"

Tahlia froze.Was she... yelled at?

What's the situation now, Merlin knew that she was tired enough, and finally came back here, but what followed was a loud roar that made her ears hurt.

"...Where does what go?" She blinked and said blankly.

Looking at Tahlia's face that didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, Snape felt a puff in his chest. "I think we have some differences in our understanding of certain words, Tahlia. I have to wonder what the word 'take a good rest' means to you—" The voice hissed through the teeth, and the hands Involuntarily, he exerted more force.

"Hiss—"

Snape's words were stopped by Tahlia's sudden gasp. He paused for a moment, and then reflexively relaxed, but he reacted immediately and grabbed her hand again, but the grip moved down and was firm. holding woman's palm.

Then with his left hand, he quickly lifted up the cuff of her robe.

"Severus!" Tahlia exclaimed.Then subconsciously wanted to break free, and the other hand also frantically tried to stop Snape's movements. "Let go!" she screamed.

Snape let go quickly.

Maybe his face is very ugly now... No, it is definitely not good-looking.

He knew he shouldn't be yelling at Tahlia, but now his mind was in a mess, and seeing her not staying well rested when she was obviously emotionally out of order instead of going somewhere and hurting herself, he just felt Absolute outrage.

"I apologize." Snape said coldly, and without waiting for Tahlia's reaction, he stretched out his hand and dragged her away, but not back to her office, his purpose was his own territory.

And Tahlia, who was dragged for nearly half of the distance without reacting at all, finally realized where they were going now, and after finding that she couldn't break free from Snape's grasp, she subconsciously began to drag Stepping down, even though it was useless given Snape's suddenly assertive attitude, made it look like Snape was dragging someone along for the rest of the distance.

It's impossible not to run into any students on the way to the Potions Professor's office, but right now Snape didn't even bother to pay attention to those idiots who froze in place and opened their mouths when they saw them, and still pulled as fast as he could. The unwilling woman moves forward.

Snape glanced behind him slightly, another unease suddenly rose inside him.

Tahlia still wasn't back to normal.

In the past, she would never have been able to just struggle like this and continue to be pulled by herself.In the past, she would have immediately pulled out her wand and forced herself to stop—

Ah, no, she finally took out her wand, but the reaction time would have increased too much...

"Don't let me force you to let go, Severus!"

Listen...she even shouted her own name.

but not.

This time he won't do what he says, he has to settle the matter.

"You have two choices, Tahlia," he said under his breath, pausing slightly, and drawing his wand himself. "Follow me yourself, or I will make you unable to resist me."

Tahlia paused.The next second, she began to struggle violently, completely forgetting that she could use the wand she was holding tightly in her hand.

"It seems that your answer is obvious." Snape still didn't let go of Tahlia, first with a fierce look, he chased away a few students from his own academy who accidentally passed by, then turned around and found that Tahlia still didn't really use magic , he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and whispered a spell.

"you……"

Then he took a step forward, caught the woman who suddenly became limp, hugged her horizontally with all his strength, and stepped forward again.

The progress this time was much smoother than before.Except-

"What the hell are you trying to do—"

In her arms, Tahlia, who was still conscious, uttered a sentence in a very flat tone, making it impossible to judge what she was thinking right now.

"I've said it." Snape didn't even lower his head, just continued to turn a corner in this hugging motion with a cold face, scaring all the students passing by along the way. "And you chose the latter."

"You'll regret it." Tahlia's voice scratched her ear again.

Snape showed a rare smile, and the wooden door of the Potions classroom appeared before his eyes. "No." He said, kicking away the obstructing obstacle, passing the rows of tables and chairs and walking straight further inside.

After a while, Tahlia realized that she was placed on the sofa and her body could move. Her first reaction was to raise her wand, but she didn't wait for a long time for the man to attack further. On the contrary, she heard the sound of porcelain hitting the table After that, she put it down awkwardly. She knew that the man was standing instead of sitting down, but she didn't know what he was doing now, or what he wanted to do.

"I need to explain." After a long time, she spoke.

"No, Tahlia." Snape refused, shoving the teacup roughly into Tahlia's hand. "Now I'm the one who needs your explanation."

Tahlia frowned, clutching her teacup unconsciously. "What's the meaning?"

"How long do you want to go on like this?" Snape asked slowly, speaking again after noticing Tahlia's dazed look, clearly not understanding his question. "You should rest, not hurt yourself—"

"I..." Tahlia blurted out, but shut her mouth immediately, lowered her head, and continued in a low voice. "I just don't want anyone to get hurt because of my negligence—"

"No one was hurt by your negligence," Snape said. "That's not your negligence, and—" He paused. "You shouldn't always push yourself like this."

"I didn't." Tahlia glared.

"Didn't push yourself?" Snape narrowed his eyes. "Creating this thing?" He pulled Tahlia's arm and pressed it hard against something.

"Hiss—what the hell are you doing!" Tahlia groaned, jerking her hand back, bouncing off the chair, raising her wand again, just right on Snape's chest. "It's not up to you to control what I think!" Anger rose in her heart, it seemed that Snape was always challenging her bottom line today, she really didn't know why she didn't just throw out a spell and walk away go.

Snape was unusually calm, only raising his eyebrows slightly. "What? Are you angry? Maybe you should stun me directly, so that no one will whisper anything in your ear at any time." He paused, and directly clenched his wand tightly, not letting it move. "Even if the person did it out of concern for you—if you can't bear it and don't want someone doing it...you must know some spells."

"I don't need your attention!" Tahlia snarled, trying to withdraw her wand, only to find Snape gripping it tightly. "What the hell are you going crazy about today—"

"I'm not the one going crazy," Snape said quietly.

"Could it be me?" Tahlia glared upwards, sparks of anger throbbing in her black eyes, piercing directly into Snape's.

That's right...

Not only going crazy...but also irritable, all these manifestations are signs that she is gradually unable to control her emotions, considering that she was also familiar with Occlumency before.

Sure enough, no feeling can be suppressed for too long—Tahlia is now approaching the breaking point.

Subconsciously clenched his fists, Tahlia's wand in his hand was hot from his grip.

He absolutely had to make Tahlia today—anyway, at least don't shut it up, it's only been a day since the man's death, and she's already so wrong. Snape couldn't even imagine the consequences of continuing to ignore it.

Thinking of this, he took advantage of Tahlia's momentary slack to pull away her wand and threw it to the ground aside. Knowing that the invisible woman had absolutely no way to retrieve it quickly, he opened his mouth slowly. "If I say, you are indeed crazy—"

"I'd say you're wrong," Tahlia said coldly.

Snape didn't immediately contradict her, but took a deep breath before speaking again. "I can't help but notice that since Derek died—"

"Don't mention him!"

Snape kept his mouth shut because Tahlia let out a roar that was unsurprisingly clear inside.Sure enough, his guess was right... Now Tahlia's reaction was very similar to when she heard the news of Lily's death, but her reaction was obviously much more serious.

He collected his thoughts and continued to speak. "Since Derek died—"

"Severus, I warn you—"

"Since he died, you haven't shed a single tear, which makes me doubt your feelings for him—"

Snapped!

A loud slap interrupted Snape abruptly.

It wasn't the first time Snape had been greeted in the face, but it was the first time someone had directly slapped him, especially if it was Tahlia.

His cheeks were hot, Snape tilted his head, and the other's raised hand didn't let go, it just stood there, his whole body trembling, trembling with anger.

"Dare you say it again, Severus—you say it again—"

Snape's mouth curled up. He knew Tahlia would be even angrier if he could see it, but that's what he wanted, wasn't it?Arousing her deep-seated emotions, whether it's sadness or something, will always help as long as they allow her to express them at the right time.

"Do you really like that person?" He turned his head, stopped the hand that was about to wave at him again, and said lightly. "You keep saying you like him, but you are ashamed to show even a little sadness about his death?"

Tahlia struggled, trying to escape Snape's grasp, her eyes still staring straight ahead.

"I'm very curious, Tahlia," Snape continued, speaking deliberately slowly. "What exactly do you like about him?"

"All!" Tahlia gritted her teeth, her voice seemed to be forced out. "He loves me."

"But you don't love him—"

"To shut up!"

Snape closed his mouth, but the woman in front of him roared angrily, changed his plan after trying to control himself several times but in vain, and threw himself towards him.In the next second, he found that he was slammed into him, and he staggered back a few steps but was caught by the sofa table behind him, and then the two of them fell heavily on the table together.

The teacup that was originally held by Tahlia shattered abruptly, and the warm liquid splashed on them. Snape opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while, and the hand that was holding her was also unknowingly loosened .

Tahlia knelt on top of him, flushed with anger, and for the first time in Snape's life, the tightness of his neck was suffocating.

It was very uncomfortable, but he suppressed the instinct of struggle, and forced himself to calmly let the woman get angry. In fact, a part of him even felt that it didn't matter if he just died in her hands.

"Apologize." Tahlia trembled, eyes were still dark as usual, she didn't even realize what she was doing at all, at this moment she just wanted to stop the man from continuing, because of some kind of fear that she couldn't explain. "I want your apology—"

"No." Snape forced out, his voice hoarse from the constriction in his throat. "You don't...love him—"

"I want you to apologize!" Tahlia yelled again, the force on her hand increased uncontrollably, she wanted him to shut up...she didn't want to hear anything about herself and Derek. "Apologize!"

Snape fell silent.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he was almost unable to restrain himself from struggling. It seemed that the will to survive was always above any other emotion.

"Ahem..." After all, he coughed uncontrollably, and unconsciously driven by instinct, he grabbed the hand that was pinching his neck tightly.

Then all oppression ceases.

Snape barely raised his eyes, the light on the ceiling made it difficult for him to see Tahlia's expression clearly, he gasped heavily, the comfort of being able to breathe fresh air again made his head froze for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Tahlia had retreated far away, the only thing that remained the same was that she was still shaking violently, her face was full of astonishment.

Snape sat up slowly, and unconsciously rubbed his neck, which was hurting so much, at the same time, Tahlia's voice came to his ears.

"...I'm...I'm sorry."

His voice was weak and trembling, and the sadness in his voice almost overwhelmed Snape.

"I'm not—" she began, her mouth opened, but she didn't say another word.

Then, without waiting for Snape to react, she turned around abruptly, slammed open the office door and rushed out.

And her wand was left behind, lying alone where Snape had just thrown it.