[HP] Mrs. Snape

Half an hour after talking with Andrew, his mother told him to have dinner. Andrew was still thinking about putting the mirror on the dining table, but was stopped by that Dashwood. It seems that she has improved a lot recently. At least know how to reject children reasonably.

Getting up and clearing the desk, Snape looked around, he didn't have to attend class, he didn't have to revise those annoying homework, and he didn't have to worry about the endless pranks of the energetic students. Hogwarts was quiet without most of the students. Many, at this time in previous years, he would use this uninterrupted time to brew some potions, read a few books, or find ways to increase his stock of potion materials, but this year, Snape is thinking only about Christmas gifts.

Yes, he had to prepare a Christmas present for the child, especially if Andrew had one for him.You can’t use a bottle of potion to make up the number, just like the Christmas gifts he gave back to his colleagues. If it was potion, he would definitely be squeezed by Arya Dashwood for half a year. Perhaps, he would have to give it to the child’s mother. Prepare a gift, since last year, Arya gave him a gift too.

It might be a good idea to give a child a small folding cauldron with a warding spell on it, but, God knows, what do women like?

Gloves?scarf?Or a necklace?Or is it a potion that can make the skin soft and fair, or jewelry?clothing?Lily liked the potions he gave her very much.

Lily, Snape felt a pain in his heart, just like any time before when he thought of that red-haired girl who was as dazzling as the sun. After so many years, he was already used to this kind of pain. It seemed that only this kind of pain could make him feel alive. , not a ghost corpse without a soul.

Leaning against the wall, a person stood quietly, the cold touch of the wall was as cold as his body temperature, Snape closed his eyes, curled up his body, and let the pain overwhelm him, this is the sin he deserves, he Lost Lily, his only sunshine and warmth...

"Dad, Dad, are you there? Dad" A clear and childish voice suddenly sounded in the silent basement, Snape suddenly opened his eyes, trembling like a devil just rescued from hell.

"Dad, are you there? Andrew is calling Dad, Andrew is calling Dad, Andrew's fleet is about to sail to the bathtub, repeat, is about to sail to the bathtub, Dad I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, are you there? Dad I want to say good night to you. "Even without any response, the child's voice was still calling out to his father with enthusiasm.

"Andrew, your dad may have gone to work. Didn't he just tell you to clean up a basket of dragon livers?" A gentle female voice came.

"Does mom really have a dragon?"

"Well, there should be, but mom hasn't seen it. You can ask your dad tomorrow. Okay, baby, we're going to take a shower and go to bed."

"Wait, Mom, I'll talk to Dad again." There was a sound of magnetic clatter, and the child's lively and joyful voice sounded again in the quiet office: "Dad, have you gone to work? Remember not to work too late, okay? A good child needs to go to bed early to grow taller. Goodnight Dad, see you tomorrow, okay. Goodbye Dad..."

The cheerful voice gradually disappeared, and the underground office returned to its usual silence and coldness.

Snape was always curled up in front of the stone wall beside him, seeming to be laughing or crying, the tears in his eyes were not dry yet, he was already covering his face and smiling like a madman, but smiling, his whole body was like As if he couldn't hold it anymore, he gradually slid to the ground, tears flowed from his eyes again, and a low, inaudible voice came out of his mouth, "Lily, Lily, son, I have a son, my son, Andrew, I'm sorry Lily, I'm sorry."

Sorry who?Sorry Lily?Still sorry Andrew?he does not know.He only knows that now, his life that has been gloomy for more than 20 years is torn apart by a pair of immature but strong hands, and the sun shines in. He is afraid, but he can't resist it.

After a long, long time, it seemed as if time had frozen in this piece of world, the figure remained motionless in the corner, like a stone statue, until the faint sound of footsteps and playfulness came from outside the door, and Snape slowed down. Turning his neck slowly, he looked at the top of the stone wall with numb eyes, it was already the second day, did the students get up yet?The sun has already come out, how wonderful, now, he is also a person who can be warmed by the sun!

A sun who is connected with him by blood, needs him all the time, and loves him selflessly.Lily, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what I've done, and I'm terribly guilty for what happened.But, I also want to be happy and happy. I also want my son to be as cheerful, happy and carefree as you. I'm sorry, Lily, I'm sorry...

After that afternoon, Snape suddenly disappeared. No matter how much Andrew shouted at the double-sided mirror and the fireplace, there was no response.Andrew was so anxious that he was about to cry, and he kept circling around the house shouting "Dad, Daddy", even when Michael asked him to go out to play, he didn't go.

Arya was also a little worried. Snape was not a person who broke appointments casually. Even if he said a word to Andrew casually, he would fulfill the agreement he made, not to mention that he had already made an appointment with Andrew.

But Arya could only keep comforting Andrew, "Dad may be busy at work and can't get away," or "I'm brewing potion, I can't leave", or a few days later, on the day before Christmas, I kept going. Andrew, who couldn't reach his father, thought of using Romeo to send a letter to his father. As long as you tell the recipient's name, the owl will definitely deliver the letter.

When the mother and son sent Romeo out of the window, only to see the owl circled around the door and landed on the window sill again, while Arya was still surprised, Andrew rushed out like a cannonball, "Dad!"

"Oh my god!" Alia looked at the person who suddenly appeared at the door, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "What's wrong with you? Come in quickly, Andrew, help your father in quickly."

Snape's body was drenched from hair to toe, and even frost crystals remained on his hair and eyebrows. His face was as pale as a vampire, his eyes were dull, and his whole body seemed to have been poured with a bucket of ice water. like stone carvings.

Arya supported Snape, staggered, and put him far away from the fireplace. Seeing that he was obviously cold, the temperature should not be too high all of a sudden, otherwise the skin and muscles would die.

"Andrew, go and get some dry towels." The child ran up the stairs.While rubbing Snape's frozen fingers, Arya sighed, "What's wrong with you? Don't you have a wand? Why are you still frozen like this? What happened?"

"Thank you, Andrew." After taking the big towel from the child, Arya wiped his wet hair, covered Snape with a blanket, and felt that his body was starting to warm up before putting him in front of the fireplace.

"Dad, have some tea," Andrew handed Snape the hot cup carefully, looking up at him worriedly.

"Thank you Andrew." Snape's voice was hoarse like a bellows.

After a while, maybe the wizard's resilience is better, Snape has returned to normal, and he even dried his clothes with his wand, but when Arya looked at him worriedly, Snape was just indifferent. Said: "It's okay, I just went to visit an old friend."

Afterwards, Snape looked much better. I don't know if it was because of Christmas. He even went to decorate the Christmas tree with Andrew, squatted next to Andrew, held the child's hand, and taught Andrew to cast the Levitation Charm with his wand , float each of the pendant flower ribbons, little stars, and little angels one by one on the tree...

As for the colored forging on the ceiling of the hall and on the stairs, Arya didn't have to work hard. Snape's spell was all she needed to do her extremely strenuous work. Those small colored lights seemed to have eyes. The conductors lined up one by one, hanging on the ceiling and stairs obediently.

"Thank you, Severus." After Andrew fell asleep, Arya poured a glass of wine for each of them and said softly.

"You're welcome." Snape said slowly, shaking the wine in his glass.

He seemed to be a little different. Arya drank her red wine and thought, it seemed that she had figured out something, and she wasn't so awkward anymore.Although his complexion still lacked any brilliance, under the warm orange light today, he seemed to feel much better in his overall mental state, and he looked a little more like a living person than before.

"Then I take my leave. What time is tomorrow suitable?" Snape said.

"Well, I'm going to get up at six o'clock tomorrow to prepare the Christmas meal. Is seven o'clock okay? Andrew will be very happy if he can see Dad as soon as he opens it." Alia held the wine glass and said tentatively .

"Okay, seven o'clock then." Snape seemed extra gentle tonight.

"Well, wait a minute," Arya called out to Snape who had already stepped into the fireplace, as if thinking of something, "Well, I'm about to put a gift in the stocking, do you want to come together? Andrew would think Those are from Santa."

"So, you're going to ask me to be Santa Claus?" Snape turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"If you want." Arya smiled.

"My pleasure!"

The socks were hung up by Andrew himself, and they were on his bedside. Arya led Snape and gently opened the door, put away the presents, looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the child, and couldn't help whispering: "He Really an angel, isn't it?"

"Yeah, he's holier than a unicorn," Snape said softly.Purifying his filthy soul.

This year's Christmas, Andrew claims to be the best Christmas he has ever had, although according to his age, there are not many Christmases in his memory.However, with Snape, even though he doesn't talk much, and often forbids Andrew to do this and not to do that, but there are more people in the family, and there is always more freshness.

At noon, after Andrew had brought Romeo in from the attic, and the two of them had rolled in a ball in the drawing room, having managed to bring down the Christmas tree and smash Arya's fine china set on the mantelpiece, Arya swears that she saw the veins on Snape's forehead pulsating "chuggingly", and, Arya can guarantee that if it wasn't Christmas today, a severe lesson would have been inevitable.

Afterwards, Andrew was fined to stand for half an hour, and as a punishment, Romeo was not allowed out of the cage for a week. Arya had to bite her sleeve hard to restrain her urge to intercede with Andrew, and the child drooped Standing in front of the bottle he broke, Snape was sitting on the sofa beside him watching with burning eyes. Arya couldn't stand it any longer, so she had to flee to the kitchen in a hurry.

She felt sorry for the child, but at the same time, she knew that Snape had done the right thing.Appropriate severity and punishment are good for children's growth.

Andrew is getting older day by day, and he is gradually becoming more and more lively. Arya has long since found that she can't restrain her children. Moreover, according to her own experience and lessons, children are very bullying, seven or eight She dared to yell in front of Lin and use Lin's love for her to do some outrageous things, because she knew that Lin would never hate her and would always love her, but she never dared to Mom said something serious.

She misses Lin.Looking down at the chicken nuggets and potatoes in the basin, Lin taught her this dish.Arya's eyes were sore, and she quickly wiped her wet eyes with her sleeves.

"Well, are you crying? It's just standing still, Andrew is fine." Snape's unbelievable voice sounded behind him.

"Oh, no, no," Arya quickly turned her head and smiled, "It's not for Andrew, I know it's for his own good, it's just that I suddenly remembered an old friend, and I miss her a little bit."

"Are you a friend?" Unexpectedly, Snape actually took the initiative to ask. Although his tone was not gentle at all, it could already be called "comfort" for him.

Arya put down the chicken nuggets that were being marinated, turned to face Snape, and leaned against the table. At this moment, at this moment when almost everyone was celebrating the most beautiful festival of the year, she suddenly wanted to confide in this The grief that has been accumulated in my heart for many years, "It's not a friend, but a mother, a teacher, and a person who is also a friend."

"It seems that she is very important to you." Snape also leaned against the door, and there seemed to be a hint of tenderness in his eyes.It seemed that Christmas had an effect on him too, softening his hard heart a little.

"Yes, it's very important. Without her, maybe I would have died in that cold boarding school," recalled Alia with a smile involuntarily on her face, "There is such a person who suddenly appeared in front of you In the barren and gloomy life, she will bring you light and warmth, teach you how to love, how to live happily instead of living like a walking dead, she is your everything! You thought you would be together forever, but she suddenly disappeared , as if it had never appeared before, just like that, suddenly disappeared, one moment it was nagging me that I couldn’t wear such a short skirt to the party, the next moment, it was just..."

Arya suddenly covered her face and rubbed her eyes vigorously, as if it was the only way to suppress the tears that kept overflowing, "I'm sorry, Severus, I'm sorry for letting you hear this, I just, I just suddenly remembered her , I can't control it. Sorry."

Snape's dark eyes seemed to glisten under the light. He slightly lowered his head and didn't look at Arya. After a while, he calmly said: "It's okay, no matter how long you think about it, it will always hurt your heart, won't it?"

"Yeah," Arya murmured as well.

One was at the door and the other was in front of the dining table, each standing with their heads bowed for quite a while.

It was Arya who was the first to break free from this sad atmosphere, wiped her face and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about it, Christmas is going to be happy, isn't it! Stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes will definitely conquer you of my taste buds. What is Andrew doing? I seem to hear something."

In fact, Arya heard correctly, Andrew was about to ride his little bicycle down the stairs on the second floor, God knows how he moved the bicycle upstairs.Snape hurriedly ran over to grab the child and the small bicycle that were about to fall, Andrew didn't notice his father's gloomy expression at all, he was still laughing...

"Merry Christmas!" The three toasted, of course, Andrew's glass was milk, and in the warm firelight, the faces of the three were filled with soft brilliance, Arya's piano was cast a spell by Snape, and it was just now. I played Christmas carols "Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong", Andrew's mouth was filled with candy and chicken, his mouth was oily, and he was dancing to the music, while Arya was holding a wine glass and laughing. , the wine accidentally spilled on Snape's clothes, he was not angry, and continued to top up the wine for Arya...