HP: Slytherin disguise

There are so many thoughts in my brain.

Decorah's head, which had not hurt for more than a month, began to hurt slightly.

The pain like soul tearing was very light.

So light that it's barely noticeable.

But Decorah is sensitive now.

At last.

He managed to shrink himself into Snape's arms...

Snape was silent.

Instead, he hugged the somewhat uneasy Decorah.

At the corner of the corridor.

I don't know when a person was standing there.

It's Dumbledore.

Snape had noticed him.

After comforting Decorah.

He then looked up.

He looked at Dumbledore.

The two were relatively speechless.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, his eyes seemed to be gradually becoming lonely and silent.

finally.

He turned around slowly and walked around the corner.

Leaving this corridor…

With his chin slightly raised, Snape still had an indifferent expression on his face.

until.

Dinner in the auditorium ended.

The students left the auditorium in droves, loudly discussing the law enforcement officers from the Ministry of Magic.

Guess their true purpose.

Do you want to.

Trouble with Professor Dumbledore.

Snape lowered his head, trying to remind Decorah that it was time to leave.

After all, Decorah is now.

There's no way he's going to spend the night at Hogwarts.

However, Decorah didn't want to listen to his reminder at all.

Just kept squeezing into his arms.

I wish I could turn into an octopus and wrap it around him.

Said something else.

Decorah didn't listen or let go.

"Do you want to sleep in the corridors of Hogwarts?"

Snape's tone was calm, no longer cold.

Pulling on his clothes, Decorah rubbed it and whispered: "It's not impossible to sleep at the teacher's place..."

The temperature in the air dropped a few degrees instantly.

Decorah shivered and hugged Snape, who was radiating cold air.

As if he didn't notice it, Snape's expression changed.

a long time.

Snape had already sensed Decorah's determination.

Absolutely, I have to pester him.

Therefore, he should not have been soft-hearted in the first place...

"Let's go."

He raised his hand and patted Decorah's head.

Decorah immediately laughed.

Although she left Snape's arms, she still held his arm.

It seemed like he was afraid that he would run away.

In this regard.

Snape's brows twitched.

office.

That's right, the same routine as Dumbledore.

Also in the corner, there is a hidden door. After matching the correct door command, the door will open.

Inside is the bedroom.

Decorah watched eagerly as Snape walked in.

Then walked out again.

A brand new quilt was thrown to him.

Holding the quilt, Decorah looked up at Snape and said blankly: "That...teacher..."

"Can't I sleep with you?"

"Where will I sleep..."

He looked around, but couldn't find any place where he could sleep peacefully.

"sofa."

"Remember to put out the candles before going to bed."

Snape said calmly.

Then he turned and entered the bedroom, and the door was quickly closed.

Decorah was left alone.

In the office.

Turning his head, Decorah looked at the sofa...

Ok…

It's an old-fashioned sofa.

Walking over, Decorah took off his coat, etc., then huddled on the sofa and covered himself with the quilt.

This sofa is not very soft or warm.

Also, it's a little cold.

Decorah shivered from the cold, wrapped herself in a quilt, and tried to warm the sofa.

More than an hour.

He just warmed the sofa under him, but the rest of the place was cold.

after all.

The weather has been getting colder and gloomier recently.

Not to mention, at night.

No pillow, no bedding...

Not only was the office not at a constant temperature, it was also extremely cold.

What a nightmare!

What gave Decorah the most nightmare was.

He forgot to put out the candle!

He couldn't ignore the thought of Snape telling him to put out the candles before going to bed.

Shivering and wrapped in quilt.

Decorah quickly went to blow out the candles, probably because she was afraid of tripping when she went back.

He left a candle to light up.

Then he returned to the sofa smoothly.

The moment of lying down.

Decorah jumped up and trembled all over.

"Why did it get cold so fast..."

After muttering, Decorah really didn't want to sacrifice herself to warm the sofa.

He could only wrap himself in a quilt.

Sitting huddled in the corner of the sofa.

But even so, he was shivering from the cold...

His eyes slowly closed, and Decorah fell into a drowsy sleep.

time flies.

I don’t know how long it took.

Decorah was woken up by the cold while sleeping.

He looked at the door hidden in the wall.

Decorah knew the order because he heard it spoken by Snape.

After struggling for a while.

Decorah dropped the quilt and walked to the door.

"Express graphite..." He said softly.

The hidden door slowly opened.

It was pitch dark inside, with only a candle in the office shining some light.

But still nothing can be seen.

However, Decorah's eyes are as sharp as a cat's, and he has extremely strong night vision.

So you can also see the outline of the object.

Walked in slowly.

The door is closed.

Decorah's feet stepped on the carpet.

Not so cold anymore.

He was barefoot, so it was inevitable that his feet would be sore from the cold on the freezing cold floor.

He stumbled and rubbed his way to the bed.

Decorah called Snape twice softly.

But there was no response.

Afraid of waking up Snape, Decorah could only be careful not to make a sound.

Decorah, whose feet were so unbearably cold, knelt down beside the bed.

To comfort my heart.

He asked softly: "Teacher, can I sleep with you?"

"If you don't speak, you just agree..."

"Thank you, teacher...you are so kind..."

Shiveringly, he climbed onto the bed.

Decorah touched the corners of the quilt.

He opened it directly and got inside.

The quilt is soft, the bed is warm, and the person inside is also warm.

After Decorah got in, she quickly tucked in the quilt.

The shivering body from the cold gradually relaxed a lot.

He was honest for a while.

Then he started to get restless.

Slowly he squeezed towards Snape.

Decorah was a little restrained at first, but after realizing that there was no movement.

He became bold.

She squeezed directly into Snape's arms, raised his hand as a matter of course, and hugged herself.

Well, it's warmer this way.

Just when Decorah rubbed Snape's chest and was about to fall asleep.

His neck was held down.

"Who asked you to come here?"

Snape's gloomy voice sounded, and his tone was particularly cold.

It made Decorah tremble.

He never expected that Snape would wake up!

Shrinking his neck, he tried to quibble: "I asked you, and you promised..."

"Not replying is consent, right?"

Snape's fingertips rubbed his slender neck vigorously.

At this time, Decorah was dumbfounded.

and so…

Snape was awake the whole time and not asleep? !