Harry Potter Morning Light

"Um!"

Pomona returned to the greenhouse with her picnic basket, and a voice came from behind.

She followed the voice, and it turned out to be the freshman Slytherin who had just been humiliated by everyone in the restaurant. He picked up a rock from the hillside and threw it at a place, looking like he was venting his anger.

Since someone tortured a house elf with the Unforgivable Curse in the greenhouse last semester, few people came except for class. Pomona thought about it, walked over with a basket on her shoulders, and stopped two or three steps away from him. Down.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

The big-nosed Slytherin glanced back at her.

"I have a picnic here every day. If you haven't eaten, eat it with you."

"Go somewhere else and leave me alone." The Slytherin boy was still throwing stones.

"I have nowhere else to go," she said pitifully. "This is where I found it."

"Do you want me to let you?" The Slytherin freshman said with a sneer, as if he didn't pay attention to this fourth-year senior.

"Can't you share it?" Pomona raised the picnic basket, "Give me a space, and I'll give you food."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other party's stomach growled.

"Please," Pomona continued, "I'm lonely eating alone."

"Then why don't you go to the restaurant?" He said coldly.

"It's too noisy, I'm not good at dealing with other people."

Facing a piece of sponge cake, the boy couldn't harden his heart.

"come on."

"Thank you." She walked over, sat down on a rock not far from him, took out two big cookies from the basket, and gave one to him "here."

"Why are you doing this?" The boy didn't answer, as if he found her very incomprehensible.

"I always prepare an extra serving of food, maybe I will meet friends." Seeing that he had no intention of picking it up, she put the cookie on a clean stone and started eating on her own.

She didn't say a word except for the sound of chewing, and it felt like raising a hamster.

"You're a weirdo." The Slytherin boy frowned, and the mountain wind blew through his greasy hair, looking unattractive.

"That's why I don't go to restaurants," Pomona said with a smile. "I don't have to listen to gossip."

"You don't know anything." The freshman continued to throw the stone.

"What's the use of knowing so much, I just need to know what I need to know." Pomona ate a chocolate chip cookie with her eyes closed. "This cookie is so delicious."

"What would I give in exchange?" Slytherin asked her, seeming incredulous that there was food for a plot.

"Just protect me from being bullied by others."

The freshman Slytherin shook his head with disdain, picked up the biscuit and ate it.

"Are you a Muggleborn?"

"I'm a half-breed." Half human, half Veela.

"Really? Me too." The half-breed said, eating a biscuit.

The first impression of many Slytherin people is that they have evil intentions, but the image of this young man is loneliness.

Pomona closed her eyes and thought to herself, Dumbledore wanted to know the true attitude of the new black art teacher, why did he resign for various reasons when he knew that the teacher in that position would not last more than a year Still coming to teach, the Dark Lord's power has risen outside the school, Dumbledore does not allow his minions to enter Hogwarts, making friends with this lonely Slytherin freshman can learn more information.

"Is this your real intention when you approached me?"

Pomona was startled by a voice behind her. She turned her head and saw that it was the forty-year-old Slytherin head Severus Snape.

She woke up in a strong guilty conscience, and a beast was pressing on her right now. In the dream, he was dressed in black, all the buttons were firmly buttoned, and he looked very thin. Now he is naked, revealing his strong arms and scars like collars on his neck. She inexplicably has a feeling that she is The illusion of prey thrown down by hounds, so that I couldn't help trembling.

"Don't be angry, Severus, just let me explain."

"Liar!" He said excitedly, as if he caught another student's mistake and wanted to deduct points for him.

Pomona has no way to defend herself, because she is indeed a liar. She took advantage of a teenager's loneliness to make friends with him to spy on intelligence, and her motives for approaching him were impure.

"How could you sneak up on me while I was sleeping?" Pomona couldn't help complaining, just like what Dumbledore said, she couldn't use Occlumency while sleeping, and next time she would take advantage of him sleeping time to use.

"Harry Potter taught me this, he knows how to sneak attack just like his father!" He suppressed his rage, trembling all over his body, "He was brainwashed by that old lunatic just like you, Lily risked her life to protect it!" killed him, but he was so brave that he sacrificed himself, have you ever used your own body to obtain information for him besides me?"

"No!"

There are many beautiful spies in history, and Mata Hari was the most famous one during World War II.

"Don't lie to me!" Snape said through gritted teeth.

"I seldom leave Hogwarts, and I do things with Dumbledore, you know." She moved carefully in the shadow he created, and it was already dawn at this time, but the curtains were not fully drawn You can see the garden full of roses outside "Only you, Severus, if it wasn't for Cedric's informant, even Dumbledore wouldn't know what I was doing when I was alone with you, he thought we were still with you I used to talk about magic when I was little."

She reached out and stroked the scars on his body. He seemed to have fought a lot since leaving her.

"He protected me very well, just like my father, he would not let me be that kind of spy."

"Then why did you use it again when it was against me?" Severus' tone became low, as if it came from his nose.

In fact, she was almost as dedicated as Ron Weasley's crazy ex-girlfriend, except that the girl was dedicated to a pompous "hero" and she was dedicated to a double agent.

"I don't know, Severus." She tried to push away the hound that was licking her neck, its fur was black and soft, as smooth as Sirius' Animagus transformed dog.

When he was focused on one thing, he was silent and looked very serious. She wanted those eyes to see her. man.

"Tell me what you're thinking now," he gasped.

"I want to capture you." She answered as he wished, but he was not satisfied.

"Am I still that little child to you now?" He said and moved a little.

She blushed and shook her head, of course she could know what he was implying after being in such close contact, even Lily's child Harry was married, how could he still be the child who would be content to give him cookies.

"One day I'll get that stupid dog Sirius Black out of your head, Pomona, you can only think of me, he's dead, I'm alive, don't think about the dead man gone."

"Then will you forget Lily? Lover!" She felt very angry and wanted to push the beast away to get up.

But he pushed her back into the soft bed all at once.

"Someone told me that there are two things in this world that cannot be shared. One is your heir, and the other is the woman you are fooling around with. You are mine, Pomona, and I will not share you. That kind of You are not allowed to go to social occasions."

"Oh, gloomy old bat in Slytherin, who stays in the cellar all day like you, brewing potions or chanting spells, who else can you call a friend besides Lucius, I I wouldn't be as lonely and out of place like you." Pomona pushed away the Slytherin head who was staring at her with a death stare, Sirius was right, he sometimes looks like a Muggle fairy tale evil witch.

"Why were you absent from the Triwizard Tournament Christmas ball?" He also sat up, looking disappointed.

"You tried three times but failed to ask me out, did you forget?"

Thinking of the pathetic ways he tried to invite, Pomona shook her head, not knowing which one was more pathetic.

"Aren't you going to participate if I fail to make an appointment? Dumbledore said that all teachers must participate."

"He's right. The question is, do you know how tiring it is to arrange such a big venue? No one helped me except Felivy. I feel like a house elf at Hogwarts!" Bo Mona looked at the old bat again, his power is useless in this respect, and Bilucius is useless, at least the taste of platinum nobles is still very high "You don't always think that Dumbledore forced everyone to go , and then you can dance with me at the ball?"

The Christmas theme that year was silver and white, and back in the lounge, the Hufflepuff girls described his appearance at the Yule Ball as if a black hole had appeared and all the light had been sucked into him up.

"My God, do you really think so?" Professor Sprout carefully observed the expression of the old Slytherin bat. He grinned at her like a hound and turned to get dressed.

Even Hagrid, the half-giant, had an appointment that day.

Pomona looked at his back and shook her head helplessly, no wonder he knocked on her door that night as if asking for help.

He would be so pitiful if she didn't open the door then.

"Did I mention you looked handsome that night, Severus."

"You said it now." There was a smile on his face.

"I heard that Hermione Granger was beautiful that day, and being with Victor Krum was like a prince and princess." Pomona wasn't having any fun, even though she was the one who set up the venue, but that's all. Does not affect her imagination.

"I'm looking at Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, their dance partners dumped them." The old bat smiled maliciously "Especially Ron Weasley, he's got his grandmother's gown on. "

Did he think that seeing others miserable than himself would make him feel better?

"Why would Hermione not want Victor to be with Ron?" This was what Pomona couldn't figure out the most. "What kind of vision is she? Ron Weasley!"

"Maybe it's because she has erased the memories of her parents, she can't go back to the Muggle world, and she has nothing else to rely on." Snape finished dressing and looked back at her. At this moment, he became a witch magazine again. The lover who loves Lily wholeheartedly "Do you want to talk to her?"

"Of course! Please arrange it for me as soon as possible!" Pomona jumped up, she didn't want to wait for a moment, she wanted to save Hermione from that fire pit.

It's not because Ron's family is poor, but because the object is Ron Weasley, the acknowledged loser of the Hufflepuff girls, and she will not let the tragedy that happened to Lily happen again.

"When did you know Neville Longbottom hugged me?" he asked behind her back. "How much did you hear what I told you?"

Lily didn't open the door for him that day, but Pomona did, and he said that was the biggest difference between them.

"I won't tell you." She pretended to be mysterious and said, "Next time you don't want to sneak up on me when I'm asleep."

"Oh, so we're going to sleep in separate rooms like Lucius and Narcissa?" He began to complain.

"I can put a spell on the door lock, and you can try to break it." She walked over, stopped his neck and said with a smile, "Unlock it, and the secrets in my mind and I are all yours."

"You're such a wicked witch." Snape's mouth rolled into a dimple, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

"No, it's the naughty witch." She avoided the good morning kiss. "Can you tell Professor McGonagall and send a few house-elves over, and Honey and Robbie will be too busy."

"After this kiss." Snape looked fascinatedly at the half-breed Veela in his arms, looking like an ordinary man who was fascinated by her.

"How do you use Legilimency with my eyes closed?" She resisted vigilantly, but unfortunately the resistance was ineffective. She, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, was kissed by a Death Eater.