[HP]Dark Night Lone Star

Luna kept falling and falling in the vortex of the dream, and finally her feet touched the solid ground.She opened her eyes, which were closed because she couldn't bear the torrent of the wind, and looked at everything around her with curiosity.

She watched a skinny, dark-haired boy in tattered, ill-fitting clothes work up his courage to approach a red-haired girl who was playing alone at the playground. smile.They went to Hogwarts to study and live together, and they were still best friends even though they were in different colleges.

However, soon after they broke up due to conflicts in the fifth grade, the girl disappeared, and Severus Snape began to struggle alone and long. He approached the mysterious man and wanted to prove his strength and talent, but soon, he Hearing the prophecy, conflicted and struggling, he turned to the Order of the Phoenix—Dumbledore for help, and he said, "Anything will do."

But this failed to prevent the death of his favorite woman. He was in so much pain and almost collapsed, but he had to accept the old man's proposal and continue to endure everything to protect the child born to his favorite woman and the most hated man...

Then he was caught in a conflict, on the one hand he made an unbreakable oath for his friend's son, on the other hand he had to agree to the principal's request to kill him.He was struggling, alone and helpless, except—

Luna was a little surprised to see herself appear in Snape's dreams, from her first destructive experiments in Potions class, to the time they shared tea and chat, to her bright silver robes attending the meeting. A look at Professor Slughorn's Christmas dinner.She's a bit overwhelmed, what does that mean?Does Professor Snape also regard her as someone who can be trusted?

Luna felt the warm tears blurred her eyes, she wiped away the tears with her hand, determined to find Professor Snape quickly, and then take him back no matter what, she didn't want to see him repeat such a pathetic and pitiful thing over and over again. Dreamland - life is born.

Where is he?When Luna took a step, the surrounding scene gradually blurred, as if to hide the truth and prevent her from finding the person she wanted to see.

Luna looked around, and all the scenes were blurry, but she could roughly determine which memory they corresponded to based on those color blocks, but suddenly, a picture she had never seen before floated in front of her eyes.Luna stretched out her hand to the black shadow with the blurred outline of the house. When she touched the hazy mist, she felt her body was lifted up by a force—and then fell to the ground again.

She blinked and found that she was standing outside a dilapidated crooked house, and a young black-haired boy was standing at the door, watching her coldly.

"Go back," the boy said, and the immature voice faintly carried the characteristic low, unmodified voice of the potions professor that Luna was familiar with.

"I will go back, as long as you are willing to walk with me." Luna smiled and tried to appease the boy with a friendly and gentle tone, and took a small step in the direction where he was, but this seemed to stimulate the boy, he quickly He took out his wand and flashed a red light at her fiercely.

"Armor protection!" Luna hurriedly took off the magic wand that was pinned behind her ear as usual, and said the armor spell to block the attack, but then the boy cast more messy spells at her, and Luna relied on her agile body to fight back. Walking through the light to dodge, finding the right moment, he said a counter spell to the boy who was still losing his temper: "Fuchsia!"

She succeeded, and the boy was suspended upside down by an invisible force, and his wand flew into Luna's hand with a disarming spell.

"It's not fair! Why would you know about that spell! You used a spell I invented to subdue me!" shouted the angry boy as he struggled.

"The spell you invented?" Luna widened her eyes in surprise, and asked in a low voice in disbelief, "Are you the Half-Blood Prince, Professor? Oh, I'm sorry." She said and put the boy whose eyes were red because of grievance. down.

The young Severus Snape fell back to the ground, looked up at Luna stubbornly, and replied: "Yes, I am the Half-Blood Prince, and my incompetent and cowardly mother is a witch, and I like The domestic violence and alcoholic father is a Muggle. It seems that you and Potter have both read my Potions textbook, when? Have you two been sweetly reading my notes together since this school year?" He He didn't hide his annoyance at all, and he pressed his lips tightly after he finished speaking, but it was a bit funny for this expression to appear on the face of a boy who looked like he was only about ten years old.

Luna shook her head, and answered seriously: "When I was in the third grade. Professor, do you remember the class where I tried to put alum into the light potion? When you asked me to tidy up the medicine cabinet and bookcase, I Found that old textbook, secretly borrowed it for a year, and returned it at the end of the school year, which is the year I think Harry only saw it."

"So you still stole, even though I told you not to steal." Snape stared at Luna suspiciously, but somehow his expression was not as angry as before.

Luna couldn't help but apologized without sincerity, "I'm sorry, Professor Snape!"

A blush appeared on the boy's pale cheeks, and he yelled, a little annoyed, "Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry." Luna tried her best to restrain her smile, and then suddenly realized that she had deviated from the main topic, so she turned her smile back into a serious look, looked straight into the boy's dark but clear pupils, and said, "Then, Professor, Can you tell me why you don't want to wake up?"

The boy was silent and turned his head to the side, as if unwilling to talk about this topic, and Luna didn't repeat her question, just patiently waiting for the boy's response.

Finally, the young Snape sighed, walked towards the stone steps of the house and sat down on it, and Luna followed him and sat down beside him without his calling.

After a long while, as if he had sorted out his thoughts, Snape finally said, "I'm scared."

"Hmm." Luna didn't make any comments, but simply told the other party that she was listening.

"I think you've seen my important memories, so you should remember that Dumbledore asked me to assist Draco Malfoy in killing him." Snape buried his face in his palms, and after a long sigh With a muffled voice, "I just feel too tired to face all this troublesome and annoying thing."

"After killing Dumbledore, I probably have to play the role of a loyal servant next to the mysterious man, create an opportunity for Potter, and then end the curtain with a perfect death, leaving no stain on the new world, and if Potter fails , then my decades of hard work will be in vain, worthless, and meaningless." The Potions professor raised his head, staring blankly at the front, and the fog that isolated this area was still repeating. The sad life he has lived through.

The surrounding was quiet, and for a moment Snape wondered if Luna had left without a sound, but when he looked back, he found that the Ravenclaw girl was looking at the ground with her eyes downcast, and the tears were falling. Falling from her long eyelashes.

Obviously he was the one who should cry, why did this little girl cry instead?Snape looked at Luna in bewilderment, like a troll that had suddenly broken into his house.

Merlin, why does he need to comfort the girl at this time?

But without giving him this chance, Luna wiped away her tears with inelegant movements, and said, "I'm sorry, Professor, I'm too self-righteous."

"... what?" Snape looked at Luna's pale face in bewilderment, he was confused by her.

"Do you remember that time when you asked me if I had any memories I didn't want to recall? I said I hated myself after my mother died, but it wasn't a big deal, just small things." Luna took a deep breath , and continued, "After my mother died, I felt that everything in the world was disgusting, whether it was the magical creatures that didn't exist at all, or my father who had given up on himself and chased after my mother's death, I lost my temper, Tear up the sample issue of The Quibbler, accuse my father of not taking good care of my mother and me, make a fuss for a while, then realize how stupid things I've done, and go to the other extreme, and indulge in fantasies like my father To escape the pain of reality. Even though I know it's pointless to do so, I have to admit that the medicine works great. Even if I'm called a 'crazy girl', I can still pretend I don't care and sublimate myself to be able to endure All saints." As if amused by her own thoughts, she smiled weakly: "But all this is not suffering at all compared to what you have endured, isn't it, so I said, I am really too much Presumptuous."

Even though Snape always felt that he didn't need pity from others, when he heard Luna's words, he felt as if he had received great comfort, and his heart trembled.This may be because he existed as a child in this dream, and thus became as emotional as a child.

"—Thank you, Lovegood."

Luna smiled wryly and shook her head: "Professor, you shouldn't thank me, I didn't do anything, besides, I swore before I came here that I would bring you back, but now I feel that I never have this qualifications."

"No, you have." Snape quickly refuted Luna's belittling of himself, but then he stuttered a little because it was really difficult to say the embarrassing reason, "I, I mean I can watch you show your talent in Potions, as if I saw myself back then, so it makes me very happy. Also, you often make me tea, although you always say some whimsical things in the chat, but—— happy."

Luna finally broke through her tears and smiled. She wrapped her arms around the young Snape's small body, gave him a soft but warm hug, and asked him expectantly, "Does this mean we are friends?"

"...At least a little better than 'the best teacher'." Snape remembered the photo circled in golden letters hanging in Luna's workshop, his face flushed, Merlin, he originally I don't find that embarrassing anymore.

Luna held the boy's small, slightly cold hand, and spoke intimately but softly: "So, what can I help you with? As a friend?"

Snape originally wanted to say, "Just leave me here by myself", but looking at Luna's beautiful light-colored eyes, he couldn't say such words, so he finally said: "Then tell a story Bar."

Luna thought for a while, and finally chose a story, and said in an ethereal voice: "It is said that on the hill of the magic garden, there is a fountain of good luck, and those who bathe in the spring water will get eternal good luck. Before dawn, there were many people waiting outside the garden wall, hoping to enter the garden. Among them were three poor women. One was terminally ill, one was cheated of all the money, and the other was broken-hearted The three people sympathized with each other and made a promise to work together to reach the Fountain of Good Luck. At this moment, there was a crack in the wall, and the vines in the garden stretched out and entangled one of the witches. The entangled witch held the other two tightly, but unfortunately one of the witch's robes caught a passer-by knight's armor, so the four were dragged into the garden together by the vines.

"Afterwards, these four people overcame many difficulties and obstacles together and came to the Fountain of Good Luck. In the meantime, in order to reach the Fountain of Good Luck, the broken-hearted witch threw the beautiful memories of herself and her past lover into the river, so she forgot The pain of a lost love. At the same time, the fatigue of the journey made the poor witch sick, and she was about to die. The witch who was cheated of money found the herbal medicine by the spring at the critical moment, and cured the disease of the sick witch. The witch took the herbal medicine After recovering, the witch who was cheated of money found that there are many herbs by the spring that can cure all diseases and can be sold for a lot of money, so she picked a lot of herbs. The difficulties of the three witches were solved, and the three of them generously poured the bathing spring water The opportunity was given to the knight. The knight felt extremely honored. After he took a bath, his whole body shone with luck, and he felt that he was the luckiest person in the world. He found that he fell in love with the lovelorn witch, so he proposed to her , the two finally got married. But no one knows that the Fountain of Good Luck is actually just an ordinary spring, and there is no magic.”

"I have to say, you are not a storyteller." After hearing the story, Snape frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "And what does this story want to express in the end?"

Luna smiled slightly, as if she was waiting for Snape to ask this question, and replied in a brisk tone: "Mother said, this story shows that everyone has misfortune, but as long as you work hard to pursue happiness, you can find your own happiness in the end." Spring, because this spring is of our own making."

The little Snape curled his lips, and asked disdainfully: "Where is this story written, the person who wrote this story is really not creative."

"Oh, but this is from "The Tales of Beedle the Bard." Luna didn't seem to be angry at Snape's comments like this.

This time it was Snape's turn to widen his eyes: "What...Dumbledore's favorite? Merlin." He sighed, and said, "Sometimes I really don't know the difference between working under You-Know-Who and Dungeon." Which one of Bullido's men is worse." After he finished speaking, he stood up and moved his body that had become stiff from sitting for a long time.

Hearing Luna's low "Professor?" question, Snape turned around and took back his wand from Luna's hand, then stretched out his free other hand towards Luna: "It's time to go back .”

So Luna didn't ask any more questions, just smiled and stretched out her hand to hold the boy's thin palm, and followed him to stand up.

As the storm rolled up under their feet, Snape asked in a low voice, "Will you accompany me?"

In the end, he vaguely heard the girl's clear voice, which was still clearly heard through the whistling wind—"Always."

☆、Chapter 11