HP: Embrace the Darkness

Snape's eyes were dark, and his dark pupils reflected the worried Asseth. He suddenly had the urge to reveal everything.

"My...my patron saint is indeed a deer."

Aces's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly understood why Snape was abnormal. He controlled his expression without revealing anything, and nodded to indicate that he heard it.

"Well, the patron saint is a doe."

This reaction was different from what Snape expected. He was a little surprised, and the two held hands tightly.

"You--you're not curious why my patron saint is a deer? Don't you want to ask?"

Aces lowered his eyes, and his slightly trembling eyelashes revealed that he was not at peace in his heart, but he still did not show it, as if he was not affected.

It was impossible to say it didn't matter, but he was grateful for Evans' presence in Little Seaver's world.

Without her, little Sif would not have had the beauty to constitute a patron saint in his childhood.

This is even more difficult for Assis to accept.

The past is just the past, he can tell the difference clearly.

After coming back to his senses, Asseth seemed curious.

"Why do you ask what my patronus is? Sifu, haven't you asked me about my patronus?"

"no the same……"

Snape's voice was so low that Artes couldn't hear it clearly even though he was so close.

"Sev? What did you say?"

"nothing."

Snape took out the wand from his sleeve, pointed the tip of the wand deliberately away from Arthur, and pointed it diagonally in the air.

"Want to see my patronus?"

Aces smiled.

He took the hands that were holding each other and placed a kiss on the back of Snape's hand, while staring directly at Snape.

"if you are willing to."

Snape waved his wand and chanted the spell slowly.

"Call the gods... to protect you."

The deer, emitting blue light all over its body, jumped down from the tip of the staff and circled nimbly in the living room. Along the way, it dropped its blue light, like a spread blanket.

Finally, the doe stepped closer to Asseth, staring at the man in front of her with eyes that could not see emotions.

Aces looked at it calmly, as if he could see through it the years when little Sif was still relatively happy.

He thought he was jealous.

It would be great if he was the first to appear next to little Sif.

He wouldn't let him be unhappy at all, wouldn't let him feel a little wronged, wouldn't let those idiots get close to little Sev, and wouldn't let Voldemort live.

His little Sif will be the happiest child in the world. He doesn't have to worry about anything, he doesn't have to worry about anything, he just needs to grow up carefree.

It's a pity that there is no if in the world.

But why is there no if?

The jealousy and unwillingness in his heart almost annihilated his reason. The only reason that remained came from Snape beside him. There was not much, but it firmly controlled his body.

"Sev, your patronus—very beautiful."

The man's voice was like a tight string hanging from it, dry and low.

"nice?"

Snape had been observing Arthur's reaction and never expected to receive such a sentence.

"To summon the patron saint, the caster needs to recall something that made him happy."

In just one sentence, Snape understood what Arthas meant.

Complimenting the patron saint on his beauty is not for the patron saint, but for him to have happy memories.

Asses raised his hand and touched the deer. It was not in vain, it had a real body.

"Yes, it's beautiful."

The doe was touched, raised its head slightly, and moved closer to Ass's palm.

Aces put away his hand, and it tilted its head as if confused, then immediately changed its target and followed the white tiger.

"That's good."

Arces stared at the doe.

After all, he is still the rational Cavendish in power, and will not let himself indulge in the impossible past.

"It's almost time. I'm going to ask them to come in. If we delay further, I don't know when Draco will be ready."

"and many more."

Snape held Artes's hand, waited for him to turn around, and forced himself to look at each other.

"Want to hear a story?"

Artes guessed what the story Snape was telling him and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Do you want to listen?"

Arthur's silence made Snape a little nervous, and he tugged on Arthur's hand again.

"Appreciate further details."

Aces came back to his senses and followed Snape's strength to sit next to him, watching the white tiger and doe walking lazily with him.

Snape hesitated for a few seconds to organize his words, then tried to use a calm tone, changed his childhood experience from a different perspective, deleted some scenes that were too embarrassing, and told Artes one by one.

Aces held his hand tightly and listened quietly.

Listen to Snape describe those years of suffering in one sentence.

Listen to Snape casually describe how he got to be the Potions Professor now.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, I'm afraid even Asseth wouldn't be able to find any clues of suffering from such a calm tone.

His Sif...

Never showing suffering to others, a person swallowed the extremely bitter pain and slowly walked in front of him.

"Sev, are you happy now?"

"Ok?"

"Now, right now, are you happy?"

Snape slowly looked around, and there was actually nothing to see. Draco and the others went out, and they and their Patronus were the only ones here.

He imitated Artes's movements, took the hands they were holding, and kissed the back of Artes's hand.

"happy."

Aces smiled and frowned.

"That's good."

Wait for me.

Snape stared at Artes and thought silently.

Not sure if he felt his strong desire, Artes smiled even more happily, and put his free hand around Snape's waist.

Lips and lips gradually came closer.

A gentle kiss without lust.

"Just be happy, nothing else matters."

There was a faint creaking sound at the door. The two stepped back, let go, and looked at the man and the beast who came in, as if nothing happened.

As soon as Draco ran in and saw the deer walking with the white tiger, his heart was shattered.

"It's really a doe. Estella didn't lie to me."

"Of course I didn't lie to you, idiot."

Estella ran away proudly to keep company with the doe and the white tiger, leaving Draco who was in despair.

"Draco, Estela, come here."

Asses crossed his legs and called them over in a good mood, with an indescribably gentle tone.

Draco looked at his brother suspiciously, but after going out for a while, his brother was suddenly so gentle to him. Was it a lie, or was it because his brother had convulsions?

"Brother, what's the matter?"

The platinum peacock should be vigilant or not, and should not be vigilant. The platinum peacock was vigilant and grabbed Estela to prevent her from passing by. She also slowly backed away, glancing at the door constantly, ready to run away at any time if the situation went wrong.

"Try your Animagus."

"Huh? Oh, my Animagus."

Draco was stunned for a moment, then immediately changed his guard and pulled Estella over quickly.

"Estella, how?"

Asseth also stood up and asked.