[HP] Mrs. Snape

Snape drank his coffee, and there was a Daily Prophet here!And Alia flipped through the fashion magazine at hand,

"Huh? Why hasn't Andrew come out yet?" Arya had already flipped through the magazine in her hand from beginning to end, and the milk was almost cold, but there was still no sign of the child.Did you not have a good rest last night?He looked at Snape reproachfully.

"Stay in bed." Similarly, Snape also had an expression of asking questions.Before Arya jumped to defend himself, Snape went straight to the bedroom. Sure enough, Andrew was rolling around on the bed wrapped in a blanket. When he saw his father coming in, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He snored like a ghost.

"Andrew, get up!" Snape pulled off the quilt without hesitation, and Andrew still looked like "I'm asleep, I'm sleeping", if the eyeballs under his eyelids hadn't rolled flexibly and the eyelashes hadn't been trembling It might look a little more like that.

"Andrew, don't stay in bed! Get up!" Snape's voice became more severe, but Andrew was still unmoved. He seemed to think this was a very fun game, and the corners of his mouth even twitched secretly.

"Andrew!" Seeing that Snape was about to reach out to grab the child, Arya hurriedly squeezed to the side, lying beside the child, and said softly: "Andrew, can't you get up, the weather outside is so good, the sun is shining It’s bright, the waves on the beach are so beautiful, by the way, there are also seagulls, listen, the sound of seagulls!”

"No!" Sure enough, Andrew opened his eyes and listened carefully to the window for a while, "There is no sound of seagulls!"

Arya held back her smile and walked to the window with the child in her arms and said with a smile: "Of course, Mom won't lie to Andrew." "Shua" opened the curtains, and the bright sunlight shone on the child's face, shining through the window. Floor-to-ceiling windows, the beach, seagulls, and waves come into view.

"Wow! It's great!" Andrew struggled to jump out of his mother's arms, and quickly ran to the bathroom with his arms outstretched, only to hear a loud "jingling" sound, and Andrew covered his wet face and the corners of his mouth. Unwiped toothpaste came out.

"Daddy, Daddy, hurry up and change my clothes! Seagulls! Seagulls!" Andrew climbed onto the bed, stretched his arms and jumped anxiously at Snape.

Although he can put on his own clothes now, he is relatively slow, and when he is in a hurry, he will button the wrong button or put his clothes on backwards.

Seeing that Snape was about to yell at him, Arya pinched Snape's left arm to prevent him from making a sound, then turned around and smiled at Andrew without any change: "Honey, mom help you put it on." I was about to take off Andrew's pajamas, but was blocked by the child anxiously, "Dad, Dad, I want Dad to come. I'm a boy! Girls can't touch boys casually!"

Arya raised her hands in the air in a daze, she had already heard her heart "click", and it shattered to the ground.

"Andrew is right, Arya, he is a boy, he shouldn't take off his clothes in front of girls, Miss Dashwood, please!" Snape stood by the door and pointed out the door politely to Ai Leah said.

Arya looked dejectedly at Andrew, who had not changed his mind at all, "Bang", as soon as the front foot stepped out, the back door was slammed shut by Snape triumphantly.

"Dad, did mom feel unhappy just now?" Andrew lowered his head to ask his father to put on short sleeves for him, and said frowning while looking outside the door.

"Huh? No, your mother is just, um, lost." Snape motioned for Andrew to sit down and pulled up his shorts.

"Oh, did I grow up because I was lost? But I always have to grow up! Hey, this is the pain of growing up!" Andrew muttered to himself, conscious that he was about to become a "little adult" of a primary school student Said with a deep face.Snape looked at his son in surprise, where did he learn these inexplicable things?

After coming out of the room, Andrew followed his mother like a little tail, kept raising his head and said cutely: "Mom, I love you, you are my favorite mother." Arya instantly After being cured, he kissed his son's little face again and again, so Andrew's breakfast, under Snape's contemptuous eyes, gave the child an extra piece of cake, plus the promised vanilla chocolate ice cream.

"This is a vacation!" Arya whispered to Snape at the elevator entrance, but her tone was inexplicably more exasperated, "You should eat ice cream when you are on vacation by the sea!"

"Oh? Who said that Andrew's sugar intake would be strictly controlled in the future?" Snape still had that beating tone.

"It's me," Arya said, frustrated, "but it's a vacation! And, and I can't break my word and get fat!"

"Who said that I only need to manage Andrew's study well, and she will establish a healthy and orderly living habit for the child?"

"It's me!" Arya had already given up resisting. In front of Snape, especially in front of Snape who is grabbing you, it's best not to make any indifferent excuses, because in his eyes, any of your excuses They are all exonerated!

"Then, did Miss Dashwood do it? If there is no problem with your memory, I'm sorry, but you gave Andrew a glass of sundae for dinner last night. The reason was that the child needed to replenish energy after a long journey, although I can't understand the sundae." What does that have to do with supplementing energy! By the way, there is also a box of potato chips, which you and Andrew ate together while watching TV. Then, what did you say..." Snape's voice was low, speaking very slowly, and the words were correct The accent was round, making sure Arya could hear every word.

Faced with Snape's disapproving gaze last night, she said at the time, it's okay, today is an exception, and Andrew won't be allowed to eat desserts and junk food tomorrow.

"But!" Arya growled at Snape angrily, "I promised..."

"Dad! Mom! The elevator is here!" Andrew stood at the elevator entrance and waved cheerfully at them. Arya quickly stopped arguing with Snape, put on a warm smile and ran towards Andrew.

"Wow! The sea, the beach, the seagulls, here I come!" As soon as he walked out of the hotel door, Andrew hopped and ran towards the beach like a happy bunny. Looking at his son's cheerful back, Alia seemed to have forgotten Embarrassed and annoyed just now, he threw the big bag into Snape's arms, followed Andrew's footsteps, stretched his arms and ran happily while laughing: "Andrew, wait for mom, oh, the sea, here I come!"

Snape looked down in surprise at the two backpacks in his hand, one large and one small. A small frog-shaped bag belonged to Andrew, and a pink lady's bag belonged to Arya. They were clearly arguing just now... this woman's How much do you feel?

The one big and one small two had already taken off their shoes and were stepping on the beach in their hands, yelling "oh oh" when they were burned by the sand, and laughing like two fools at the same time.

"Dad!" "Severus, come here!"

The mother and son turned their heads and waved cheerfully at Snape at the same time. The smiles on their faces were exactly the same. At this moment, Snape clearly knew who Andrew's blindly optimistic attitude came from.

Naturally, Snape would not scream and laugh like this mother and child, he found a secluded place and imitated those Muggles and held up an umbrella, then lay quietly on the recliner and opened the book, looking up from time to time Not far away, mother and son are laughing and playing in the waves, making sure they are safe and sound.

The wind mixed with the fishy smell of the sea blew across his face, and the sun was not so warm under the enchanted sun umbrella, but became pleasant and cool. Andrew's laughter on the beach made everything so beautiful and comfortable, and Snape's consciousness gradually dissipated. , Slowly close your eyes.

Suddenly, his face turned cold, he opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously quickly pulled out his wand from his cuffs, only to hear a familiar laughing voice next to his ears: "Andrew, your father is awake, hurry up, hurry up!"

Then his feet were pulled hard like carrots, Snape looked up and saw that Andrew was lying on his feet, thinking he wanted to take off his shoes!But the force was not right, the child gritted his teeth and groaned for a long time, but the shoes still did not move at all, Snape's legs lifted slightly, Andrew was hung on the legs, and his feet were off the ground.He didn't panic, instead he hugged his father's legs with a smile, his fat little feet stared happily in mid-air, and shouted: "Higher, daddy, higher."

The silver bell-like laughter around him never stopped, and Snape turned his head to see that it was Arya Dashwood clapping her hands at Andrew and laughing loudly.

"Here, here you are!" Arya bent down and handed Snape an ice cream, "Oh, this is made of fruit, not as sweet as chocolate, and Andrew also agreed to replace it with strawberry ice cream." With Pu's disapproving expression, Arya quickly explained.

Well, he really can't expect this woman to maintain principles with children, he gave Arya a blank look, shook his head and said, "No, thank you."

Arya didn't care about Snape's refusal at all, she simply stuffed the ice cream into Snape's hand with a smile, and said with a smile still: "Try it, yours is apple flavor, I find this place is simply heaven, the fruit is so good It's big and sweet, Andrew, come and eat your ice cream, it's almost melting."

She took out an ice cream herself and licked it. Snape, who was close at hand, smelled a strong lemon scent, which made his face twitch involuntarily.

He hates anything lemony!

"Dad, can I have a bite of your ice cream?" Andrew lay on the small recliner next to Snape, staring at the half of the ice cream left in Snape's hand.All he had left was a small wooden stick, which he was putting in his mouth to pick up the last bite of sweetness.

Before Snape could speak, Arya beside him said, "Andrew, no, if you eat daddy's ice cream, daddy will eat one less bite, it's not fair to daddy."

Andrew looked at his bare ice cream stick with pity, and looked at his father's hand with covetousness, and the corners of his mouth even drool. Alia was worried that he would cry, but she didn't expect Andrew to lower his head and say regretfully: " Well then, I will eat more slowly tomorrow, Dad, can I have a bite of yours tomorrow, and you have a bite of mine too? Shall we eat differently?"

"Of course, Andrew." Snape smiled while touching Andrew's sticky little face.

Arya beside her raised her eyes and smiled triumphantly at Snape, and said silently, "Look, I can do it!"

Snape was busy wiping the child's face, the ice cream covered his face with sugar juice, Andrew still reluctantly stuck out his tongue and licked his face, "It's so sweet, Dad."

Well, let's clean it up!Snape looked at his son darkly.

Tired of playing, Andrew dragged his little recliner between his father and mother, then obediently climbed up to lie down, covered himself with a small blanket, patted his belly, and said sleepily: "The place our house is looking for is really cool. .”

Arya and Snape looked up at each other, and at the same time looked down at the sleeping child, both seemed a little uncomfortable.

They are Andrew's father and mother respectively, but "home"?Sorry, they are really not. For Andrew, having a father and a mother is a family, but for each of them, she and Snape are at most just acquaintances who often meet. Maybe, now they are friends Bar?Arya thought uncertainly.

Throughout the holiday, Andrew was going crazy, and when he got home, he was much tanned.However, compared to the previous pale complexion, Andrew now looks healthier and more lively. Arya herself is fine, she must remember to put on sunscreen every day before going out, but Snape is simply a freak!

No matter how hot it was, he always wore long-sleeved, neat clothes, and refused to even wear sandals. No matter how she and Andrew tried to take off his shoes, they still couldn't succeed!But in the wind and sun, his sallow complexion looked better, at least a little rosy, although Arya thought it might be a sunburn.

Plus, he's even got a new haircut, which makes Arya proud just thinking about it!At the beginning, Andrew proposed to cut his hair. Andrew's hair grew very fast, and his ears felt pierced in less than two weeks. When the father and son were eager to cut their hair with a magic wand, Alia stopped him quickly. Finally, In a local barbershop, Arya forced Andrew and Snape into chairs. The hairstyle that made Arya complain about it like a curtain for a long time finally changed!Changed to short hair similar to Andrew's!

The almost identical hairstyle excited Andrew and made Snape's face stink for several days.

Arya didn't care much about Snape's black face.

She has now thoroughly understood Snape. He has a bad temper and lacks emotional intelligence. However, even though he is unhappy about such a trivial matter, he will not be too angry, because he himself is not too angry about wearing hair accessories. I don't care, Arya discovered early on that the reason why Snape likes to wear black robes is not because he likes black, but because black is easy to take care of, and any dirt can be cleaned and cleaned up!

He's angry that Arya is taking her own way in his affairs!His black face, after Arya asked for his consent in the local area, he "specially" cut a few sets of wizard robes for him, and then he was willing to disappear!

"Hey, Severus, how was your vacation?" Snape, who came back a week before Hogwarts started, met Professor McGonagall outside the headmaster's office, and she was coming out of Dumbledore's office with a stack of documents .

"Fine, how about you?" Snape replied casually.

"As usual, oh, Severus, your complexion looks much better, it seems that fresh air is necessary." Professor McGonagall looked up at Snape's new image and said with a smile.

Snape didn't speak, and nodded with a smile to bid farewell to McGonagall. In the principal's room, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout were both present. When they saw Snape, they both laughed and exclaimed: "Sev Les, you look good!"

Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, and nodded expressionlessly as a greeting: "Have you got the list of new students admitted this year?" Every year when the semester starts, the deans of the four major colleges will gather here with Dumbledore to receive the list of students from their own colleges and unsorted houses. The list of freshmen, after the division is completed, the names of students who are not in their own college will automatically disappear from the list.

"Oh, Severus, how about an ice cream, this is the newest model from Honeydukes." Dumbledore flashed out from behind a door with a tray, and both Sprout and Flitwick smiled. Each picked up an ice cream with a strange color from the plate, Snape resisted frowning, and looked down at those things that looked like blood, and even emitted strangely hot and strange smoke. Can you eat it?

Moreover, recently, he has had enough ice cream and ice cream!God knows what a miracle it is that Andrew's teeth are still in good condition. At first, he thought it was because children liked to eat these, but only recently did he realize that Alia Dashwood's love for desserts is simply crazy!She likes any sweets and sweets, and even if she goes swimming in the sea, she will always have some sweets in her bag. He can guarantee that according to Dashwood's way of eating, her teeth will definitely be in danger in a few years.He can take care of Andrew, but Dashwood, an adult, how can he take care of it?

"Huh?" Snape was awakened by the hoarse cry of the phoenix, and only then did he realize that he was in a daze in Dumbledore's office. This...

Sprout and Flitwick had left, leaving him and Dumbledore in the office.

"Severus, please sit down." The white-bearded old man behind the desk looked at Snape with a smile, with an expression of wanting to talk to him.

Snape stared fixedly at Dumbledore, who was as kind as Santa Claus, and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He sat down stiffly, shook his head and rejected the ice cream pushed by Dumbledore.

"How was your holiday? You look pretty good." At these words again, Snape smiled and said, "Of course, sunshine and fresh air are always good for your health."

"Of course, Severus, a short vacation will make you more devoted to your work," said Dumbledore, kind and loving like an ordinary elder who cared about the younger generation.

"I noticed that you have changed your look. To be honest, this hairstyle suits you better than the previous one. Of course, the previous one is also very good. It's just that the current hairstyle makes you look younger and more handsome. I think the children will like it." Your new image," Dumbledore's rambling words made Snape roll his eyes in his heart, to be honest, although Dumbledore is great, sometimes he is a little crazy, isn't he?

"I don't think they'd like it, especially in Potions," Snape said.

"Oh, dear Severus, don't belittle yourself, you have to believe that you still have a lot of little fans, fans? Am I right? A new word, isn't it, especially after Slytherin won the House Cup again. Oh , Professor Kettleburn, good afternoon." It was the professor of Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts who came in, Snape had already got up to leave, and was stopped by Dumbledore at the door, "Severus, I think if Maybe, introduce me to your hairstylist? I am very much looking forward to our meeting."

Snape trembled slightly, forced a smile and said, "If there is a chance." Then he left the principal's office as quickly as possible.