HP: Embrace the Darkness

After comforting the Duke who was forced to reinstate and was too busy to touch the ground, and comforting Susanna who jumped up and down to provoke Joel, and finally shrank from being scolded, Anna finally found time to chat with Asseth.

When she pushed open the bedroom door, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she stared blankly at the harmonious scene inside.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the window and through the swaying bed curtains on the edge of the bed, shadowy and warm, but not as warm as the two people sleeping in each other's arms on the bed.

They were leaning against each other's shoulders intimately, with their faces touching each other, as if even their breaths were intertwined, regardless of you and me.

Anna suddenly felt relieved.

Back then, when she learned from Artes that he liked Snape and wanted to be with him, she didn't blame Snape.

In terms of age alone, Snape was almost the same age as her, but her child was only about that old, not even double ten years old, so he was still in his youth.

Speaking of family background, yes, Snape was a master of potions, but as long as she wanted to buy any kind of potion, she could afford to train another one.

It's just that Anna knows all too well how painful it is to have parents interfere with love and hinder love.

She and William had suffered deeply and did not want their children to suffer the same fate.

So no matter how reluctant they were to accept it, the two of them didn't say anything, but supported Ass's choice.

Now it seems that Ass's choice is also good? At least he was happy and the two of them were a good match.

She could feel the tacit and comfortable atmosphere between Artes and Snape when they got along. It was an atmosphere that was difficult for others to penetrate and belonged only to them.

The wind rustled through the branches outside the window, and the swaying sound interrupted Anna's distraction. She looked at it for a while, stepped lightly, closed the window, and lowered the bed curtain.

"Mother?"

Anna lowered her head, met Ass's blank eyes, and smiled softly.

"You continue to sleep. I'll help you put down the bed curtains and leave. I'll tell you to have dinner in the evening."

Aces felt something was different about Anna.

He blinked his eyes, seeming to understand something, and said "I love you" to Anna, successfully eliciting a gentle smile from Anna.

When Snape woke up, the moon had replaced the setting sun in the sky, spreading its radiance.

"woke up?"

Artes woke up earlier than Snape, found him opening his eyes, and leaned in for a kiss.

Snape opened his eyes blankly, and the kiss on the corner of his lips forcefully awakened his groggy brain.

"what time is it?"

Aces glanced at the time and said, "It's almost ten o'clock. Are you staying for just one night?"

Afraid that Snape would be uncomfortable, he postponed dinner tonight and slept until now, not long after he woke up.

"Do you want to stay? Or should I take you home? But you have to finish eating before leaving. We missed dinner and we have to make up for it."

Artes was half leaning on the bedside, playing with the Potion Master's slender hand from time to time, gently stroking the knuckles with his fingertips, and rubbing them in circles.

Snape came to his senses and pulled out his hand stiffly, "You're injured, so there's no need to run away."

That means staying?

Aces raised his eyebrows, curled his lips in pleasure, and no longer clung to the Potion Master's hand. He sat up and said, "Would you like to eat outside or in the room?"

"Room."

An expected answer.

Aces rang the silver bell on the bedside, walked outside the bedroom, and gave a few instructions to the valet who came over.

Not long after, several male servants pushed the dining cart and placed dinner in the bedroom. One of the male servants delivered two sets of dark silk nightgowns.

It is the habit of the valets to guess the preferences of the master's family. Not only did they prepare the dinner that Asses wanted, they also creatively sent two glasses of Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon dry red wine, paired with a large bouquet of blooming orange Lady Charlotte, Ambiguous and comfortable.

Snape looked at the flowers and red wine with a half-smile.

Aces was innocent, "I said I didn't prepare it, do you believe it?"

Snape asked, "What do you think?"

Without Asses's tacit approval, those male servants would not have been so bold as to send wine and flowers.

Asseth smiled and did not defend himself. He pulled the person to sit down at the table, picked up a glass of wine and handed it to him.

"Try it? They praise God's worship wine. Some time ago, Robert Parker scored 99 points."

Snape took the red wine and took a sip.

The taste is really good, the aftertaste is rich and fragrant, the mouth is fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless. The mellow, complex but pure aroma lingers on the tip of the nose, wrapping people up with the aftertaste, forming the final sweet aftertaste.

"The wine is good."

Aces smiled slyly and took a sip of the wine, enjoying the fragrant aftertaste that lingered on his lips and teeth.

"My father's collection, if you like it, I can take it all back and drink it whenever you want."

Snape laughed and slowly ate his belated dinner, ignoring Artes' plan to empty his father's fortune.

After the two of them finished their meal, they washed up and changed into nightgowns. They used the remaining red wine as a sleep aid before going to bed, drank it all, and fell asleep with the mellow and non-disturbing smell of wine.

Early the next morning, Artes opened his eyes before the sun set, and found Snape next to him. He had finally landed with his heart on the battlefield.

"Da da da--"

A sound like something tapping on the glass came from the window. Asseth gathered up his unraveled nightgown, walked to the window, and opened it.

Aurora's head was tilted on the window sill, her head drooped pitifully. When she saw the window opened, she jumped up and put her head into Ass's palm.

"It's Aurora, what's wrong?"

Aurora pulled out a letter with her little feet.

Asseth took the letter, opened it a few times and read it.

The letter was sent from Draco who was far away on Dragon Island. Voldemort moved into Malfoy Manor. After discussion with Lucius and Artes, he threw Draco on Dragon Island where he wanted to raise dragons to avoid Voldemort.

Now that he has been on Dragon Island for less than two weeks, the pampered Master Malfoy can't stand it anymore and wants to come back.

Aces walked over to the table and wrote Draco a reply, asking him to wait for two more days and he would pick him up.

After the letter was sent away, there was another knock on the bedroom door.

Snape opened his eyes vaguely and saw an unfamiliar ceiling, and reflexively thought of looking for his wand.

"Good morning, Sev."

Aces's voice made him stop his movements and follow the sound, and the memory of yesterday came back to him.

On the way back from accompanying Dumbledore to the orphanage, he and Dumbledore were kidnapped by a man in black. He watched Asseth fight and get injured with the man in black, and then they returned to Chatsworth Castle together.

"Good morning," Snape replied.

Asseth opened the bedroom door, and Anna and William stood side by side outside the door.

Seeing the door open, Anna raised her hand to help Asseth tidy up his scattered hair, and then hugged him tenderly.

"Good morning, honey. I was in such a hurry yesterday that I didn't have time to give you a hug. I'll make it up now."

Asseth bent down and put his arms around Anna's shoulders, returned her a hug, and then looked at William.

"Good morning, mother...and father."