[HP] Mrs. Snape

Arya's return to health seems to have given Andrew and Severus a backbone, and they seem to be in a great mood these days.

Andrew has obviously become more cheerful. Before in the Order of the Phoenix, he always liked to stay upstairs alone, and never came down except to eat, either playing the piano, reading a book, or talking to Buckbeak and Xiong Xiong, which made Wes Mrs. Leigh was worried.And Hermione even whispered to Ginny that Andrew might be suffering from depression.Although Ginny really couldn't understand what depression was, it didn't prevent her from worrying about Andrew's isolation.

But since Arya came back from San Mungo, Andrew has completely refreshed everyone's old impression.

A few days ago, he was Arya's little tail, wherever Arya went, Andrew followed, even if Ginny made a face at him narrowly, mocking him as mother's little baby, Andrew would just blush , and still the same.After a few days, it seemed that after he really felt that his mother would always be there for him, Andrew was much more lively, and he even started talking to Potter and Ron.

Although the three boys still feel that they have some disagreements with each other, but with the common hobby of Quidditch and Andrew's initiative to seek peace, everything is much easier.

Andrew and Potter each have a rocket crossbow, so Ginny is paired with Andrew, and Potter is paired with Ron. They can't go out, so they fight in the house!The bottles and cans in the hall on the first floor were thrown into a mess by four people, and there was no complete furniture after two days!

Sirius didn't care about this at all. Instead, he happily threw away all the cabinets and tables in the living room, and even removed the chandelier, letting the children play freely...

Hermione couldn't understand this kind of behavior, and after forcing Potter and Ron to do homework for the holidays to no avail, she simply took the book she borrowed from Andrew and found a corner in the piano room to read.

Mrs. Weasley was very angry at first, playing Quidditch in the house?It's incredible!But Arya stopped her softly, and the children should be happy like this, not to mention that Potter has been facing Voldemort directly in the past few years, he is still an underage child, children need to play unscrupulously; and Andrew, for The matter of Arya's injury has been unable to laugh, and finally there is some laughter in the room, why not let them continue?

"Andrew, hurry up! The Snitch is behind the door!" Ginny yelled, and Andrew and Potter started their brooms at the same time and flew towards the fast-moving ball!

"Bang!" The narrow hallway caused the two of them to bump into each other. Andrew's head was stuffy, and he felt stares in his eyes, but neither of them was knocked to the ground. Very good, let's continue to accelerate!The Golden Snitch was spinning rapidly on the glass behind the door. The two reached out their hands at the same time, and when they were about to touch them, "Bang bang!" The door opened, and Andrew and Potter had no time to dodge, "ah!" on the person.

"What are you doing, Potter!" yelled a voice through clenched teeth.

Harry Potter saw who was coming, and immediately rolled and rolled off Professor Snape's lap at the fastest speed, and then stuck to the wall tightly, not daring to move, not even his glasses. Dare to pick it up.

Andrew was still lying on top of Snape, clutching his nose and moaning softly: "It hurts, Dad!"

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Ginny and Ron jumped off the broom and rushed over, and after seeing Professor Snape who was thrown to the ground, and Harry with a pale face, they quickly looked at each other, and said tacitly At the same time quietly, but quickly back away!

Ginny turned her head and ran to the kitchen. Ron was still struggling between brotherly loyalty and the devilish Professor Snape, but after secretly looking at Snape with a dark face, he finally felt that saving his life was the most important thing, whispered Said: "Be careful, brother." Then he ran away like a rabbit with his broom on his shoulders.

Mentioning Andrew lying on top of him, Snape looked at the two broomsticks jumbled up next to him, and moved his gaze to Potter who wished he could shrink into an ant shape, "Playing with broomsticks indoors, what a creative idea! Potter!"

"But, yes..." Andrew proposed.

"No sophistry! If this is at school, you must be fined for labor service!" Snape yelled and interrupted Harry Potter, "Andrew, let me see." He rolled his eyes and looked aggrieved Porter turned his head and pulled away Andrew's hand covering his nose. Fortunately, there was no bleeding. He gave Potter a vicious look of "I will settle accounts with you later", and walked towards the kitchen with his arms around his son's shoulders!

In the kitchen, Ginny told Arya what happened just now, pointing fingers, "The professor will definitely not let Harry go, um... Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Seeing the person coming, Ginny hurriedly Get behind Arya.

Arya looked at Severus amusedly, the children saw him, it was basically the real version of the mouse seeing the cat, she now understood a little bit what Andrew told her about the situation that Dad was very strict in school.

"I'm done," Ying Ying took off his traveling cloak, shook it, hung it on the hanger, and said with a smile: "Andrew, go clean up the hall, and by the way, there is also the hall, try to restore the broken glass, remember You can eat after cleaning up."

Andrew rubbed his nose, shrugged and went out.Ginny glanced at Snape, and trotted after him.

"This group of children!" Mrs. Weasley complained to Arya while stirring the broth: "It will only cause trouble, and Sirius doesn't care. How many things have been broken in the past two days."

Hearing Sirius' name, Severus let out a disdainful snort from his nostrils, Arya glanced at him with a smile, and put a pot of green beans beside her, "Didn't you have lunch again?" Touching his cold cheek, sighed, "Sev, you have to take good care of yourself."

"Eat, it's the cod sandwich you put in my pocket," Severus let Arya scratch his face, he liked the feeling, smiled, and took the cod sandwich from her hand Basin, no wand, peeling green beans one by one with Arya, "Do you want to fry?"

"Well," Arya put a small bowl between the two of them with a smile, and asked Sif to put the peeled beans in the bowl, "I just told Molly, let everyone see my cooking skills! Would you like a bacon or sausage fry?"

"Shrimp!" Severus replied without hesitation. He didn't like seafood very much, but he didn't dislike fish and shrimp.

"Okay," Arya agreed, "Toremus bought some prawns from Hogsmeade yesterday, can I make another stewed prawns? I have already soaked them to remove the smell. I did it last time. You were so busy that you didn't take a few bites, oh, Sev, that one is rotten, throw it away..."

Mrs. Weasley looked back at the two people who were talking and laughing at the dining table with their heads down, and tried their best not to make any noise. What a happy couple. When Severus was away, Arya was always a little sad. I looked down at my watch. Now that people came, there were more smiles on my face...

At the dinner table, Severus and Sirius were still at loggerheads, and they looked at each other across the air. According to Arya, their eyes crackled like lightning over the table, full of anger!It was probably because she was concerned that she and the children were present, besides looking at each other with a bad face, she also refrained from speaking ill of each other.

"So Harry, your Potions is an E, and Severus' requirement is an O, so you can't take Potions this year?" asked Arya, the children received their regular wizards at noon today. Level test results, "But I heard Andrew said that to be an Auror, you must have Potions results!"

"Yes, Mrs. Snape." Harry Potter secretly glanced at Professor Snape, who was drinking his soup with his head down, not knowing whether to be grateful or regretful.

"Hey, that's a pity," Arya sighed slightly.He didn't correct Harry's address, and now everyone here defaults to being Mrs. Snape. To be honest, she still prefers this new address.But speaking of Potter's Potions class, maybe it's not a bad thing for Severus, he doesn't like Harry, he gnashes his teeth every time he is mentioned, and the degree of hatred is second only to Potter's godfather, Black, to separate It's better for both of you.

"But Dad won't teach Potions this year," Andrew said.

"Hey?" "What?" Questions rang out on the table.

Snape still lowered his head and peeled the shrimp calmly, pinched the head and tail, pulled off the shrimp thread, put it on Arya's plate, took a sip of water, and said in a polite manner, "Yes, Potions class I won’t be in charge this year, but according to the abilities of some people, even another professor is not qualified to appear in the classroom of the Potions Improvement Class.”

"What did you say! Snot..." Sirius immediately slapped the table and got up, but was caught by Lupine beside him in time, Arya ignored them and asked strangely: "Then what class do you teach? "

"Defense Against the Dark Arts!" Severus seemed very pleased with the arrangement, and even raised his eyebrows at Arya and smiled.

Everyone at the table "coaxed", Potter and the others looked at each other even more, everyone was whispering, Arya smiled clearly: "Did it be arranged by Principal Dumbledore?"

Severus nodded, and ate what was left on Arya's plate, her appetite had been a little off since San Mungo's.

"Dad, can I use your wand later?" Andrew said, grabbing the last bite of his meal, "I want to try a spell, but I don't know how to use Mom's wand."

"Of course it's not easy, your mother is not very good at using it herself!" Severus complained, Arya's magic was taught by him, and now she can't even use armor and body protection, but kitchen magic these days Learned a lot from Mrs. Weasley!

"Oh, Sev!" Arya glanced at this man with a smile, "Has Andrew finished eating? Then go up with your father first. Hermione, Ginny, here are some pies."

After sending the father and son away, the atmosphere in the kitchen was better. With Severus around, the children couldn't let go. Hermione almost kept her back straight throughout the dinner, sitting upright as if she was in class...

"Aaliyah, minors are not allowed to use magic outside of school," Hermione said, looking worriedly at Andrew's back.

"Oh, it doesn't really matter," Arya said softly, sipping black tea slowly, "As long as there are adult wizards living in this house, the Ministry of Magic can't actually detect whether a levitating spell is cast by a parent or a child." , Of course, it’s best not to use your own wands, every wand sold through formal channels has a record in the Ministry of Magic.”

"But, but Harry?" Hermione called.

"Oh, Harry's situation is quite special." After working in the Ministry of Magic for a year, Arya has already figured out these rules. "First of all, there is only one wizard in the area of ​​​​Harry's house, so he is the only one who has an accident. Then," Arya shrugged, "Harry's special status makes it a key monitoring area. You must know that in many cases, the Ministry of Magic is actually not so efficient to send a letter in less than 5 minutes..."

After chatting for a while, Arya left. She was a little concerned about the information Severus revealed today.

Upstairs, the father and son were discussing something in Andrew's room with their heads buried in a book. Alia leaned on the door frame and watched with a smile. She liked this scene very much. Recalling that when Andrew was just born, she would never have dreamed of this scene.

At that time she was very poor, and she worked hard for a few hundred pounds, and she didn't know anything about the father of the child!After deciding to have Andrew, she has been preparing for the worst.

No matter how poor and difficult Andrew was when he was a child, she made sure to save some money every week. This was the only guarantee she could give her children at that time. In case of accidents, Andrew, who was alone, at least had something to rely on for survival!In the first few years when I had Andrew, the days could almost be described as panic!Every time Andrew fell ill and every abnormal behavior happened, she was as frightened as a bird.

However, slowly, Arya felt relieved a lot, especially this time, she was afraid, but she was not disturbed, because she knew that she had someone to rely on!When she was caught by the Death Eaters, her first reaction was to contact Severus and ask him to protect the child!

He is her reliance and the most reliable guarantee for Andrew. She can entrust her whole body and mind to him. He is the first person she thinks of when facing death. He will take good care of Andrew, yes, definitely will, Arya dares to pledge her life!

Although he is gloomy, narrow-minded, bad-tempered, vindictive, never fair, and unable to express his feelings, Arya smiled at his sharp profile, but he loved Andrew, or He loves her too?For this love, he can dedicate everything, even his life...

"Thinking about what?" Severus gently brushed Arya's long hair around her ear and smiled.

"Miss you." One sentence successfully made the man blush, and looking at Andrew, who was lying on the desk and covering his mouth, Alia smiled and said: "Andrew, don't stay up late, you have to lie in bed at ten o'clock okay?"

"Okay!" Andrew agreed very readily, "Goodbye, Mom and Dad, I wish you a good night."

Arya bent over laughing, and when Snape was blushing and staring at Andrew, she hastily closed the door of the child's room and pulled him to her own room.

"Alia." The person pushed to sit on the bed by her whispered, "I should go back."

"Where are you going back? There's no one at home, how lonely it is to be alone at home." Arya deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of his words, she knew that he was going back to Spider's End, in order to protect her and Andrew, to go back to the gloomy, dilapidated, In the house I haven't been to for many years, but tonight Arya doesn't want to let him go, "Don't leave tonight, please? Sif. Stay with me? We haven't talked properly for a long time."

The soft and fragrant body in his arms made Snape's steadfast heart shake. When he hesitated, Arya had wrapped him tightly like a beautiful snake. The two bodies hugged each other, almost Lie on the bed without a gap.

Lips and teeth met, Snape closed his eyes and let himself immerse himself in tenderness. After a while, the two who were finally separated cuddled together panting. Arya lay on his chest, fingers intertwined, quietly , quietly, letting the tranquility surround the two of them.

"Dumbledore came to me the day before yesterday," Arya broke the silence first, "he said he wanted to talk to me."

"What are you talking about?" Snape rolled over quickly, the tenderness just now disappeared, and his eyes were filled with horror and worry.

Arya quickly stroked his tight back, looked into his dark eyes, shook her head, and said softly: "I don't know, Molly was there at the time, and he didn't seem to have time, so he left in a hurry .”

Severus breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back on the pillow under Arya's comfort, stroking Arya's shoulder, and said, "Alia, things are too complicated now, I, I don't understand Dumbledore What does Lido want to do?"

"Huh? How?" Arya lay sideways on Severus' chest, looking up at him.

"Dumbledore asked me to continue to be a spy to win the trust of the Dark Lord, but, but I found out that there are other internal sources within the Death Eaters."

"Who is it?" Arya asked.

"Blake," Severus thought, "he's become the Dark Lord's new favourite."

"Blake?" Arya was a little surprised by this person's name, "but he, isn't he? Isn't he your friend?"

"No, we're not friends. It's just that I saved his life. That's why he was willing to help you finance the acquisition of the Daily Prophet last time. But when did Dumbledore find out about our relationship? I didn't even know. " Snape frowned and thought, this feeling of being out of control made him a little overwhelmed, he needed Arya's analysis.

"And Mrs. Malfoy came to me a few days ago, she, she asked me to protect her son, saying that the Dark Lord gave him an impossible task. I don't know what this task is, but Dumbledore Lido knew, and he clearly instructed me to refuse Madam Malfoy's request..."

"Then who might know about this mission?" Arya's eyes were burning, and her brain was spinning rapidly.

"Well, not much, at least Bellatrix doesn't know." Feeling Arya trembling slightly in his arms, Snape quickly turned sideways and hugged her tightly, "It's okay, Arya , don’t be afraid of her, I’m here.”

"It's okay, Severus, I, I just thought of Hill. And a few colleagues from that day, it's okay, you continue to talk." Arya sniffled, got up and sat down, patted Severus' hand, and said softly Said.

Clutching the hand of the person beside him, Snape felt a surge of hatred, Bellatrix, one day...

"I think Blake knows about the Dark Lord's mission. Narcissa went to Blake's Manor after looking for me, and after the Dark Lord came back this time, Blake's attitude was a bit... well, too fanatical. , he wasn't like this before."

Arya put aside distracting thoughts and carefully searched the information in her mind, the agreement between Blake and Sif, the huge wealth of the Blake family, Dumbledore's strange attitude, and his instructions to Sif, and Voldemort's treatment of Blake. Favor, Blake's youngest son's attitude towards Andrew... There seems to be a thread connecting these, but what is it?

"Also, many things can be avoided, but Dumbledore..." Severus continued hesitantly.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"Remember what I told you about Crouch? The one who was killed by his son," Arya nodded. Sif mentioned that it was the director who died during the Triwizard Tournament.

"I used the detector invented by Andrew to find Crouch's body before, but Dumbledore refused to move, which made sense. Although I suspected there was an inner ghost at the time, I couldn't be [-]% sure. However, later I used the camera modified by Andrew to capture Moody, oh, that is, after Barty Crouch Jr. exchanged the trophy. It was obvious that Potter could be prevented from being captured by the Dark Lord in advance, but Dumbledore ordered him to stand still , and even allowed the Dark Lord to be resurrected, this..."

If Arya still had some inspiration for the matter just now, she had no clue about the latter matter.

What does Dumbledore want to do?He seems to have a big plan, but each fulcrum of the plan is in charge of different people. These people in charge of the fulcrum do not need to know other things. Even Dumbledore is preventing the people in charge of the fulcrums from knowing each other and communicating with each other. , everyone just needs to be obedient and follow his orders.

So what position did Dumbledore arrange for Severus in this plan?There is also Potter, Potter must be in an extremely important position, it can be inferred from Dumbledore's preferential treatment to him all the time, there is also Blake who suddenly changed his values ​​and behavior; There is also some value in Lido's eyes. It seems that the conversation with him must be carried out. Arya's only hope now is that Dumbledore did not mix Andrew with it...

"Okay, don't think about it anymore, go to sleep, Leah." Severus stroked her long hair, smoothed Arya's tightly frowning brows and said softly: "You have been a little out of spirit recently, go to sleep, We'll go home after Andrew starts school in two days."

Arya didn't want to go to sleep. Since she woke up from St. Mungo's, she didn't dare to close her eyes when she was alone at night. When she closed her eyes, there were those rough and chaotic screams and wild laughter, and the eyes of Hill and the others The sight of being wide open but not breathing, she only naps during the day when everyone is around...

Since you can't sleep, do something pleasurable!

"Leah, you! Hmm..." Severus' breathing was getting heavy, and Arya's hands and lips made him seem to be on fire, and he turned over suddenly and grabbed Arya's ignited soft, The quilt was lifted, covering the two of them, soft and sweet groans intertwined with rough panting, a room full of joy...