Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

"No, no! I still want to drink, Remus, let me go."

Remus dragged Sirius out of the bar, and Cyrus walked out after saying goodbye to Aberforth. "Hey, he's very troublesome when he's drunk." Lupine sat next to the drunk Sirius, his face was slightly red and his chest was panting. In fact, he was also a little drunk.

Cyrus also sat down, "It seems that you worked very hard before, and the most reliable people are often the most tired." Lupine looked at Cyrus, "You have a good drinking capacity, right? Are you not drunk at all now?"

Cyrus touched his cheek, which was still a little warm. "I'm drunk, but as long as my brain is clear, I won't let my body be as miserable as his." Cyrus pointed at Sirius lying on the ground in disgust.

Lupine nodded, thinking thoughtfully, "It was when we left the Shrieking Shack... I remember that it was not a full moon night, so the transformation felt forced."

Cyrus instantly understood what Lupine meant and did not deny it, "I did it. I'm sorry, I needed you to turn into a werewolf to interfere. I'm just surprised that you asked now."

Lupine shook his head, "You must have your own reasons, I believe you. I probably know what happened to Peter. Even so, I am very grateful for everything you have done for Sirius and me. It can make the Ministry of Magic surrender, no It’s an easy task. And Fenrir, you must have put in a lot of effort. You are even willing to accept the werewolf group.”

Cyrus looked up at the night sky, "Even if you know all this, you still help me like this. What are you and Sirius thinking?"

"Actually, there aren't that many reasons. If everything has to weigh the pros and cons, it would be too tiring, wouldn't it?"

Lupine was still so gentle, "Maybe it's because we are friends."

Cyrus stood up, used magic to lift Sirius, and stretched out his hand to Lupine, "Let's go, my friend."

The three returned to the Slytherin mansion, Cyrus threw Sirius on the bed, and Lupine sat on the bed. "You guys rest first, I'll make some hangover potion." I'll help you. Lupine stood up and was pressed down by Cyrus again, "Just watch him for me." "

Cyrus came to the potion room alone, set up the crucible, put several herbs into the pot, and then stirred it. It seems that she hasn't brewed potions for a long time. She used to study potions whenever she was with her husband. The hangover potion was quickly brewed, and some soothing and sleeping drugs were also added, and Kure was asked to deliver them to the two of them.

Cyrus drank a cup of hangover potion that had no sleep-promoting effect, went back to the bedroom, took a shower, and then returned to the potion room. Take out the medicinal materials required for the Fuling Elixir and start brewing it. The brewing time for the Fuling Elixir is very long. It is likely to be used in the next few years, and she needs to make some preparations in advance.

Staring at the potion boiling in the pot, I wonder if Mr. is also brewing the potion now.

"gentlemen……"

Unknowingly, Cyrus said the person he was thinking of, and felt a little sad again.

"You can lose your mind while brewing the potion. It seems that Miss Cyrus has almost forgotten how to brew the potion correctly."

A low and magnetic voice like a cello came, and Cyrus thought he had heard an hallucination. He looked up and met those dark eyes.

"How did you..." Cyrus looked at the person in disbelief, still wearing black clothes and robes, with a gloomy expression. Snape walked to the cauldron and stirred the potion, "What is Miss Cyrus going to do with so many elixirs of elixir?"

"Just be prepared." Cyrus looked at Snape's back, not seeing him for a few days but missing him very much. She remembered what Sirius said about the feeling of liking, and she might really like her husband. But so what, she didn't know how to do it or how to express it, and her husband also had someone he loved deeply.

"Will it be dangerous in the future?" Snape understood the meaning of Cyrus' words. Cyrus did not admit or deny it, and just looked at his back quietly. It seemed like everything was back to before. The two spent the whole night studying potions, discussing and joking from time to time.

"What's wrong with you?" Snape asked again. In the past, it was always a girl looking for various topics to talk about. Cyrus shook his head, "Nothing, sir."

Snape's tone became irritated, "It seems that Miss Slytherin has nothing to say to her professor, so I won't bother you!"

Cyrus frowned, she had never been so irritable towards Snape. But now there was a suppressed fire in her heart, and she stood up and came to Snape. "You are always the same again and again. It was you who pushed me away, and it was you who came to me. Now it is you who is leaving."

Cyrus approached Snape step by step, his eyes turned scarlet, "Why are you here today?" Cyrus was not as gentle to Snape as before, and his tone became questioning. Snape still stood upright, his clasped hands betraying his emotions, "I don't think I need to be questioned by a student yet!"

Cyrus smiled instead of angry, the magic pressure around him appeared, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Snape's collar, looking into the dark pool with his red eyes. Snape felt his right arm being grabbed, and Cyrus took out the wand and threw it aside. The girl's breath came, and her neck felt numb.

"Occlumency? In front of a student, do you think too highly of me?" Cyrus sneered, stretched out his hand to pinch the man's neck, "Or... do you like Voldemort's tough attitude like Mr. Malfoy?" See you. Snape remained silent and did not resist, looking at Cyrus with his eyes as empty as stagnant water after Occlumency operation.

Scarlet eyes flashed, and Snape gradually entered the petrified state.

Using magic, Snape was placed on the sofa behind him. "Since you don't resist, don't blame me."

He stretched out his hand and a bottle of potion fell into his hand. The moment he saw the potion, Snape's eyes trembled. Seeing Snape's reaction, Cyrus had a playful look on his face, "Are you afraid of this, or are you looking forward to this?"

The girl straddled Snape and pried open his closed mouth and poured in a few drops of Veritaserum. He tilted his head and looked at Snape's gloomy and depressed face, "Why did you come tonight?"

Snape's voice was flat and emotionless as he said, "I'm worried about you."

"What are you worried about me for?"

"I'm worried that you'll be sad...I'm worried that you won't be safe with that stupid dog."

Cyrus frowned and slowly asked the question, "Why... pushed me away?"

Snape seemed to be trying his best to suppress himself, veins were exposed on his forehead, and his lips trembled as he slowly said: "Because... I... don't deserve this."

Cyrus caressed Snape's eyebrows and smoothed the frown gently. "Sir, I want to monopolize you and control you, but you can only be mine. Do you hate me?"

"……it's OK."

Cyrus felt her heartbeat speed up, and she could hardly hear anything because of the violent beating of her heart. "Is this what you like?" Snape's fingers trembled slightly and his chest heaved. The petrification of the body is slowly being lifted.

The girl fell silent, and Snape's eyes gradually regained their expression, despair and pain appearing in his eyes. His limbs were feeling, but he didn't dare to move. He just covered his face with his hands to hide himself in the darkness.

The girl's voice came, her tone not as indifferent as usual, but trembling. The effect of the Veritaserum had ended, and Snape, who had returned to normal, remained silent. "Sir, do you know what I think of you?"

Snape didn't want to hear it, didn't dare to listen, and covered his face tightly. A cold hand took the hand that covered Snape's face. Snape resisted at first, but the hand was so gentle that Snape had to relax his strength.

Then his hand attached to a piece of warm and soft skin, and the sound of his heart beating violently came from beneath the skin. Snape felt the vibrations, which seemed to be consistent with the frequency of his beating heart. He removed the hand that was covering his face, and his eyes gradually focused on the girl's face.

A blush appeared on the originally indifferent cheeks, the roots of the ears were red, the lips were biting tightly, and there seemed to be water drops in the blue eyes. "Sir, I want to be good to you and want to stay by your side. Maybe I don't know what to do, but I will be sad when I see you sad, and I will be angry when I see you being insulted by others. Your rejection makes me very sad. It hurts, like my heart is broken.”

Suddenly the girl hugged the man into her arms, as if she was trying to rub him into her body. The two of them were very close to each other, and their two violently beating hearts attracted and resonated with each other. The girl put her hands around the man's neck, "But the biggest problem is, how should I do it? You have avoided me time and time again. I am afraid that you will leave, and I don't want you to stay away from me."

The girl's hands loosened their strength and circled up Snape's neck. She gently lowered his head and kissed Snape's cheek. "I don't know if this feeling is love, but as a Slytherin, as long as you want it, you will fight for it. Even if you grab it, you will get it."

Cyrus pushed the man's long hair behind his ears, revealing the roots of his ears that were as red as his own. Gently rubbing her cold fingertips along the base of her ears, she felt the man's breathing become heavier.

"do not move."

Snape's petrification was lifted but suppressed by the invisible magic around him, and he could only be at the mercy of Cyrus. Cyrus did not stop moving, and his eyes came to the man's neck. A long row of buttoned black gown tightly wrapped him, with only a short collar exposed from the white shirt underneath. The area bordering the skin was slightly red, and Cyrus unbuttoned the top two rows of buttons.

"Cyrus, you..." Snape looked a little panicked. Cyrus touched the redness on the man's neck, "Does it still hurt?" Snape averted his eyes and tried not to look at the girl, "Let go!"

The girl's head hung on Snape's shoulder, "Severus, you will be mine."

The breath restrained, and the restraints on Snape's body completely disappeared. Cyrus stood up and looked at Snape, who was still blushing. His eyes were as gentle as water, and a ray of sadness flashed when he met the cold and dark eyes.

Cyrus just stared at Snape in silence. Snape kept looking away evasively and said nothing. "Have you been busy at school recently? Has Gellert given you any trouble?"

Cyrus broke the ice and asked an irrelevant question. Snape cleared his throat and his face returned to its original gloomy and steady expression, "Thanks to Miss Toslytherin, my work has been very fulfilling recently."

Cyrus packed the potions on the table as if nothing was wrong, "I will teach him a lesson when I get back." There was another moment of silence, and when Snape stood up to leave, Cyrus's voice sounded, "Are you going to leave like this? ?" Snape clenched his hands and covered his face with his long hair, "Do you know what you are talking about? If you don't understand this, then don't..."

The girl slowly approached Snape and stretched out her hands to hug the man from behind. Snape's words were interrupted. Just as he was about to move the girl's hands away, a cold and hard touch came from the wrist of his right hand. With a "click", Snape raised his right hand that was handcuffed.

"I can learn to understand."

The chain passed through the handcuffs and connected to another handcuff. Looking along the chain, another handcuff was cuffed on Cyrus' left hand. The girl looked at the handcuffs with satisfaction, "The chains and handcuffs protected by magic seem to be of good quality. They can only be opened by inputting my magic power, and then..." She snapped her fingers, "Kool, seal off the Slytherin mansion. Will The enchantment restricting disapparation is opened."

Snape's face became more and more gloomy, "Miss Slytherin, what do you mean?!"

I felt my right hand being pulled, "I'm sleepy."

Cyrus pulled Snape into the empty bedroom. She sat on the bed on the floor and patted the place next to her. "Sir, sleep with me." Snape's wand was also taken away by Cyrus. , he looked at Cyrus who looked like a rogue, "Stop doing such meaningless things, I'll just pretend I didn't hear what you said."

The girl stood up and approached Snape step by step. Snape wanted to step back but was held back by the chains, "Sometimes I really want to tear your mouth apart." The faint fragrance came to his nostrils, and Cyrus stepped closer to Snape. She raised her head and leaned close to the man's cheek. Snape could feel the girl's breath and her Adam's apple twitching, "...I'm sorry, I can't respond to you."

A slightly cold hand stroked the man's cheek, "Snape's little monster, the filthy and strange alien, the disgusting snot-nosed man, the Dark Lord's dirty servant, the evil Death Eater, the greasy old bat, the shameful traitor……"

Snape clenched his hands. He couldn't argue with this. He was such a filthy person. He didn't dare to accept the girl, even though he also had feelings for her in his heart. But he doesn't deserve this. He is a person with no future and he has to atone for Lily's sins.

"In my eyes, you are not like this, Severus Snape, you are my hero. You have become the light that illuminates the dark world." The dark pupils flashed with a throbbing, rationality and sensibility interacting with each other. There was a stalemate, and when he looked at the girl again, the dark abyss in his eyes had already swallowed up all his warm emotions.

"Let's go..." The chains and shackles fell to the ground, Cyrus took his hands away and turned around to walk out of the room.

Cyrus leaned outside the door and snapped his fingers, "Kool, take Mr. back to Hogwarts."

How could I bear to let you show such a painful expression.