[HP] Mrs. Snape

The winter in London is really unlikable. The damp and cold air, the drizzle that seems to never stop, the sudden drop in temperature makes Alia Dashwood, who has not eaten a bite for more than 20 hours, feel really uncomfortable. Tightening his wet clothes tightly, he couldn't help swearing.

"Damn it!" She wanted to jump to avoid a puddle, her legs were weak, and her weak body almost made her fall to the ground. She quickly grabbed the electric pole beside her, staggered up, and leaned weakly against the electric wire. On the pole, clutching her constricted and aching stomach, let alone a mouthful of food, just a mouthful of hot water can make her do anything.

A burst of loud rock music came from the nearby record store, which made Arya's headache worse.Clutching her forehead, she had a splitting headache. Those old injuries on her body seemed to be recurring, and her head was throbbing and hurting. After a day of rain, Arya's body was chilling. Now she urgently needed a glass of hot water or a bottle of whiskey.

whisky?As soon as she thought of whiskey, Aaliyah found the unremarkable small bar in front of her. The gray and dilapidated bar looked erratic in the drizzle, squeezed between the record store and the bookstore, and seemed to disappear if she didn't pay attention. of.

After patting her face, she decided to go in first and try her luck. After all, she still has confidence in herself. Even if she is a little embarrassed now, a young and beautiful face is a good tool anywhere, isn't it?Maybe a well-meaning gentleman would buy a poor wet lady a drink.

Well, it's not like a place for gentlemen.Arya pushed open the door and looked at this dark, dirty, smoky place full of snuff smell, a little timid, but the warmth inside made her unable to bear to leave like this, forget it, forget it, it could be so bad now?She doesn't want to go out in the rain anymore.Besides, she was hungry and cold now, even if she had nothing to eat, at least she could stay warm here.

Lifting her feet and walking in slowly, after getting used to the dim light in the bar, Arya realized that it seemed like a masquerade party was being held here?Customers are dressed in weird clothes, wearing long cloaks that were popular in the Middle Ages, and some even wear pointed witch hats that can only be seen in cartoons or illustrations in fairy tale books. The T-shirt and jeans look particularly weird here.

Her footsteps were a little hesitant, and she was a little uncertain. It couldn't be some weird religious gathering, right?

"Hi, hello, dear lady, what would I like?" the bar owner raised his eyebrows and shouted at Arya.

"Well, I..." Arya hesitated a little. Her last penny bought a subway ticket from the train station to the city center. Apart from this outfit, she had nothing else. What about a gentleman who would pay her bills?

Arya looked around, everyone in the bar seemed a little strange, except for the clothes, they were either drinking a drink that Arya had never seen before in twos and threes, or staying alone in a dark corner seemed to be strange. As if trying to hide herself in the dark, Arya will not be able to find someone to strike up a conversation with for a while.

Shaking her wet head, she threw out the voice that had been muttering in her mind, "No, Arya, a good girl can't do this, it's too dangerous!", and thought: "Don't talk, Lin! Huh, don't do this? If I don’t do this, I’m going to freeze to death on the street tonight! Instead of nagging, I might as well help find someone who is not such a bad character to take me in for a night.”

Arya sat in front of the bar, scanning the entire bar from the corner of her eye, no, that won't work, her face is as dirty as if it hasn't been washed in a year; huh?This one looks okay, but her eyes are frivolous, she looks like a libertine, no, she doesn't want to cause trouble...

Um?Suddenly, Arya's eyes lit up, and she found the target!Smiling and nodding at the boss, he walked towards a man sitting on the sofa at the far corner of the bar without hesitation.

This is a young black-haired man. Under the dim light, he seems to be the same age as Alia. His long hair covers his cheeks, and he looks a little gloomy. He is sitting alone in a corner drinking a glass of wine. He was the only relatively normal man she could find for the time being, and what was more important was the whiskey bottle in front of him, and someone seemed to be a little drunk!

"Hi, may I sit here?" Arya uttered the usual sweet voice when she went to the bar with her friends. Usually this kind of voice plus Arya's small face is absolutely irresistible, but today, this man, He didn't even raise his eyes, turning a blind eye to the big living person who appeared next to him.

Arya feels a little frustrated, but life has long given her the ability to deal with any embarrassing situations. After all, she has been going to a boarding school for girls since she was four years old, and she is not a vegetarian if she is prosperous in that environment. ?

Ignoring the man's indifference, and sitting beside the young guy, Alia smiled sweetly at the hotel owner, asked for a wine glass, picked up the bottle next to him to fill up the wine, and poured it for herself by the way. He drank a glass, clinked glasses, and smiled coquettishly: "The weather is terrible today, isn't it? There is a party here, right? My name is Arya, how about you?"

The man was finally willing to pay attention to Arya, raised his head that had been lowered, and glanced at Arya with his dark eyes, with a bored expression of "Get away and leave me alone".

I don't know if it's because of the wet clothes or something, Arya suddenly shivered, "The eyes are so beautiful, like black pearls," Arya thought of Sylvia's, which made her proud The long necklace, the black pearl necklace that made Arya jealous, once allowed Sylvia to dominate the school for a whole semester, until Arya managed to get a Hermes bag and a fur coat after Christmas. regain their position.

This man doesn't seem to be an ordinary rejection of outsiders, she quickly drank the wine in the glass, even if she was driven away, at least she still made a glass of wine, didn't she?

After drinking the wine with her neck up, Alia found that the man with black eyes was staring at her neck and low-necked chest in a daze. Alia smiled inwardly. She knew her own charm very well. , Arya has never been rejected by men of her age!

Leaning on the man, his first reaction was to quickly dodge, and shake off Arya's hand holding his arm, "Oh, my hand touched the bar, it hurts so much!"

"What are you doing?" Arya scolded, covering her hands.

The black-eyed man also seemed a little at a loss. Looking at Arya's hand, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, without any apology on his face, and he slowly raised his head and gave Arya a dull, vicious look.

"Okay, okay, I forgive you." Arya raised her hand.If it wasn't for relying on the man in front of her to provide her with a shelter from the wind and rain, Arya wouldn't be bothered to deal with such a man with a violent personality and who seemed difficult to get along with!

Turning her eyeballs, thinking about it, Alia poured a glass of wine and handed it to the black eyeballs. She didn't stick to the man, but found a person who looked very intimate but could be accepted by someone who was more defensive. With his head propped up, he spoke slowly as if chatting with an old friend, "My name is Alia, and I come from Manchester. Winter in London is terrible, isn't it? It's been New Years, It's still so wet and cold, and the rain outside makes it so cold."

The best way to start a conversation with a stranger is the weather!

In Alia's gentle voice, the black-eyed and black-haired man gradually relaxed, but he still didn't speak. He is drunk, but he is still very vigilant. As long as she asks about his origin and identity, his blurred eyes will stare at Alia with a terrifying gaze, but when he talks about herself or others He listened patiently.

Arya was slowly touching this person's heart, and slowly looked up and down. She seemed to be tall and good-looking, with broad shoulders and a deep contour on her face, but she had bad living habits and greasy skin. The hair and sallow face were evidence of this; cautious by nature, hypersensitive to his own messages, either by nature or by the demands of his profession.No matter how cautious and suspicious a person is, he would not say a word or a name, even if it is fake, to a beautiful girl in a bar. It is likely that he has a special occupation and needs to be kept secret.

As soon as she got close to him, Arya could smell a faint bitter smell from his body, which belonged to the smell of medicinal materials, which meant that this person was probably a pharmacy or biological research worker in a secret department or research institute.

"You know that Manchester is very different from London, the sunshine there is much better...", Arya chatted while drinking, but her brain was spinning rapidly.

Very good, stable career, withdrawn personality, not good at dealing with people, sloppy clothes, [-]% no girlfriend or wife; strong and tolerant personality, for such a long time, and in the case of drunkenness, in my own tenderness Under the offensive, Leng didn't say a word, but he didn't reject his contact at this stage.

Aaliyah even found that when his performance was more optimistic or his voice was gentler, he obviously relaxed a lot, even when he talked about the sparkling river in his school and their lying on the river in the sun. During the morning break on the grass next to him, a smile appeared on the man's knife-sharpened face.

There was no water or mud on the shoes. Arya knew that it had been raining in London for a week. In the bar after two o'clock in the afternoon, there was no sign of rain on the clothes and shoes, which could only mean that this person lived nearby.

Very well, Arya is very satisfied with her choice, she urgently needs a temporary residence now, as long as one night is enough, after this night, she can go to work in that stationery company.Although it was a bit dangerous, Arya was willing to take the risk instead of huddling with those homeless people under the bridge piers last night.The only thing needed now is to let this person drink, drink as much as possible, preferably unconscious, and fall asleep as soon as he falls down.

As there were more and more empty wine bottles on the table, the atmosphere between the two of them became better and better. The man even smirked at Arya, and he didn't reject Arya's contact, or he didn't have the strength to reject it. Now, when Arya leaned herself on the man's right arm, she clearly felt that the man wanted to push her away, but his hands and feet were weak, not as strong as Arya's.

"Did you feel dizzy?" Seeing the man shaking his head non-stop, Arya gently pressed his temples and whispered softly in his ear.

"Well," shook her head like a child, keeping Arya from touching it.

"Okay, okay," Arya's voice at this moment is like a gentle mother who indulges her child's mischief, and said lovingly: "Don't touch, don't touch, you need to sleep now, I will accompany you home, okay?" ?” As he spoke, he helped up the man, heh, he was so tall, a little taller than he had predicted, and supported the staggering man on his shoulders, in the eyes of outsiders, the two of them looked like a pair drinking too much Arya is now just praying that this person has already settled the bill, or that the boss knows him.

I was lucky. When I passed the bar, the boss greeted me affectionately: "Mr. Snape, go slowly." After speaking, he winked ambiguously at Arya.

Alia smiled sweetly at the boss, nodded, seemingly calm, but in fact quickly helped the man leave the bar with her feet.

The rain was still falling, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Although the man's footsteps were a little staggering, he was still able to walk on his own. After finding that the man didn't like her touching his right hand, but his left hand didn't matter, Arya walked on his left , when the footsteps are frivolous and about to fall, give him a hand to help him, and let him bump himself at other times.

After drinking several bottles of spirits, does this person still remember where his home is?Alicia was a little worried.

But this worry dissipated after seeing a small black house, and the man didn't even use the key, and opened it directly.

Arya followed the man into the house, didn't have time to wipe the rain off her face, her hand was behind her back, there was a gun there, she got it from that bastard Tall Joe when she left, a girl was out , there must be something for self-defense, right?

"Hey, is this your house? It's really..." Arya kept facing the strange drunk man with her face, and looked at the house from the corner of her eyes, feeling a little at a loss for words.

It was so dark that the natural color of the floor could not be seen clearly. Once you entered the door, the small living room was as dark as a prison cell. There was a sofa near the wall. The wall behind the sofa was full of bookshelves that reached the ceiling. There are books, and the chandelier above the head is actually lit with candles!

Apart from these, there is nothing in this living room, not even a table or a small chair. There was no other light,

Arya's left hand was still behind her back, tightly attached to the gun, standing in the empty living room watching the man "bang" open a door, and then heard the sound of water, it seemed, drinking water ?Then he staggered in with his face wet, fell down on the dusty sofa, closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

"Hi, Snape, Mr. Snape," Arya recalled the bar owner calling his last name, and approached the man on tiptoe, trying to make sure he was really asleep, and if not, Arya didn't mind giving him another Hit the back of his neck.

But as soon as Arya approached, the man's closed eyes opened "swish", and then pointed at Arya with a wooden stick that he didn't know when he was in his hand, and said sharply: "Go away, go away!" Come on, get away from me."

Being pointed at by a wooden stick, Arya was a little amused, but the expression on Snape's face prevented her from laughing. This man had an inexplicably frightening aura, Arya shrugged obediently to test He walked back slowly, and sure enough, he retreated to the stairway. After getting some distance from this person, he gradually relaxed, but he still pointed at Arya with the toy stick.

Arya's thoughts turned quickly. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the stairs, and then vaguely saw two or three rooms upstairs. If possible, she would like to stay away from this person and quietly in a certain room upstairs. stay overnight.

Sure enough, after she gradually moved away from the sight of this Mr. Snape, through the gap of the stairs, Arya saw him close his eyes again, leaning on the sofa, and the stick in his hand didn't know Where did it go.

Covering his mouth and smiling "Puff", he was a little worried that this person would be unsafe, but now he is not so worried. After all, there is nothing to worry about a nerd who likes to play with small wooden sticks.

Upstairs was in worse condition than the living room!

Arya gritted her teeth, looking at the thick dust and the moth-eaten bed that was about to collapse, she even saw something running in the mattress on the bed, "uh", hold on Disgust slammed the door fast, and Arya didn't want to recall what it was like in another, worse room.

Well, well, bachelors, and a bachelor's room that doesn't like cleanliness can't be more harsh can it?Think about it, when you first dated a boy in your grade, wasn’t he too intimidated by the piles of trash in his apartment to go in?

Finally found a decent room, although still dusty, at least had a clean enough bed to sleep on time.

Arya closed the latch of the door, and after thinking for a while, pushed the huge table beside the bed to block the door. Then she felt relieved, rubbed her head, although most of the wine was poured by herself at the bar today. That Snape was in his stomach, and he drank less and secretly poured out more, but it was still a bit full, and the wine there seemed to be stronger than usual.

"Woo..." Clutching her drowsy head, shaking her head, she fell down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Arya curled up into a ball, it was so cold, there was no warmth in the quilt!In a daze, I felt like I had a fever, and my head was very dizzy. The dizzy Alia searched for the heat source subconsciously, as if touching a hot body, Alia groaned in a daze: "Joe, Baby." Then she curled herself into the man's arms.

After that, Arya's consciousness was a little blurred.

She vaguely remembered that Joe came back when it was very cold, and then she hugged Joe tightly, as if she was pressing on Joe's body, and sucked his lips?

It seems so, Arya remembered that she was riding on Joe while cursing, and Joe wanted to resist herself, but was knocked down on the bed by her slap, Arya remembered that she was still laughing out loud, very happy, after all After Joe kicked himself out of the house, she finally got her revenge.

Then, then Arya only remembered her intermittent moans|moans, then the man's heavy panting, and the bursts of excited tremors that made people tremble straight to the forehead, and it seemed to last for a long, long time time……

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