Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

Many students choose to go home and spend time with their families, as do professors. Almost no one chose to stay in Hogwarts. It was a Christmas Eve that had not been disturbed for a long time, Snape thought as there was a knock on the office door.

"Severus, Hogsmeade will hold a fireworks display tonight, come and have a drink with me by the way!" A girl's sweet voice came from outside the door, but Snape's face became even more gloomy. Forget it, just ignore it and leave in a while.

The knocking on the door only rang a few times before it stopped, and silence fell outside the door. Just leave me alone. The thought of a crowd gathering and full of laughter is upsetting. Picking up the black coffee at hand, Snape continued to look at the improvement research on Wolfsbane Potion.

The door creaked open, "I didn't expect Professor Snape to be so keen on the research I gave you. Medusa, thank you for opening the door for me." Cyrus walked in wearing a tube top red short skirt, slender Her fair legs were paired with a pair of dark red high heels. She looked much more agile in her usual all-black outfit.

"I'm very busy. If Professor Slytherin has nothing to do, please leave..." Snape frowned and looked up, and his words suddenly stopped. His eyes followed the girl's sweet smile, his Adam's apple rose and fell, and there was a feeling of heat at the tip of his ears. She turned her head stiffly, with black hair covering most of her face. A large wizard's robe appeared and fell to Cyrus's shoulders, covering her exposed shoulders.

"If Professor Slytherin wants to call in sick on this snowy day, I will be more than happy to cover Defense Against the Dark Arts for you."

Someone took his arm and pulled him up, and a red and white Santa hat fell on his head, "Don't be so rigid, let's go."

Snape was dragged out of the office, "Tsk, let me go."

Unexpectedly, Cyrus did not pull him towards the Hogwarts gate, but went upstairs.

"I know Professor Snape doesn't like crowded and noisy places. If you want to watch fireworks, wouldn't it be better to be closer to the sky?"

The strength to resist Cyrus weakened a little, and a voice came from behind, "Let go...I will leave on my own."

Snape did not look at Cyrus, who turned to give her a strange smile, but was studying the portrait hanging by the stairs.

"Let's go, Severus."

The two came to the high tower of the observatory, revealing a snowy scene. The mist coming from his chest hit his face, making even his eyes blurry. Dots of snowflakes are falling from the sky, dancing gracefully. Falling on the eaves of steeples, streets and tree branches. The whole world is immersed in tranquility and peace. This is an indescribable beauty, as if dreams are softly blended together.

"You always come here, especially on cold and lonely nights, when your whole person merges with the darkness. At that time, I was wondering if lighting up the sky would weaken the coldness in your heart." The cold voice became softer, She looked towards a fire in the distance. A glass of hot red wine suddenly appeared in front of Snape. Cyrus pointed his finger at the night sky and turned around.

A halo of light moved up in the direction of her finger, and beautiful sparks exploded in the air. The light was shining brightly, and the sparks scattered sparsely around, and then disappeared again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" As if receiving instructions, a fire in the distance kept shooting into the sky. A series of beautiful arcs crossed the sky, and flowers suddenly exploded in the night sky. Like the embellishment of the dark night sky, like brilliant blooming flowers, like twinkling stars, like the colorful world. The silent night sky resounded, and people's laughter could be heard in the distance.

The dark pupils were dyed with color, and the pale face became more rosy, looking at the sky without blinking.

"Merry Christmas, Severus."

The two of them watched the fireworks blooming in front of their eyes. Cyrus unconsciously stretched out his hand, "It's very beautiful. If there were no more lies or betrayal in this world, there would be so many fireworks like these that bloomed in the blink of an eye and then fell into darkness. good."

His eyes moved to the girl's sparkling side face, and her slightly opened mouth opened and closed involuntarily, "The stars already light up the night sky. The light is always there, but... it's not that dazzling."

"Huh? What did you say?" The sound of fireworks drowned out all the noise, and Cyrus turned to look at Snape.

At some point, the pace of approaching the girl stopped. Snape took a few steps back, pulled her with one hand, and the figure that re-entered the darkness was shrouded in light.

"My hands are very cold. It's too cold. Let's go back."

Warmth came from his hands. Snape raised his eyes to look at the fireworks that were still blooming, and raised the wine glass in his hand, "I haven't finished drinking yet."

The whole arm was held, and the fingers were intertwined, "Then let's finish reading before leaving."

His eyes that were originally occupied by the colorful halo of the night sky moved to the girl. Her smiling lips opened and closed, but Snape could not hear a sound. He bent his body slightly, lowered his head and said, "Huh? What?"

"nothing."

The two of them were silent and watched the entire fireworks display quietly.

Next time, how about giving you the stars in the sky.