[Main HP Comprehensive British-American] Lolita

Snape nervously glanced at himself in his glasses, and uncontrollably adjusted his unwrinkled uniform again.

There were four days left until the dance, and he had to go and invite Lily to be his dance partner.

This was not his original plan. They were still young, still spending three years together at Hogwarts, and Snape wasn't sure if he was ready to tell Lily what he wanted.

But it all came so naturally - Potter had stopped his blatant pursuit of Lily a month ago, and he had a decent dress robe thanks to Voldemort's generosity.

The black-haired boy couldn't help smirking in the mirror. He could already imagine that Lily wouldn't agree to his pursuit right away, but she would blushed and couldn't say no, and then they would go through a short break-in period and officially become a couple. He even thought about how many children he would have in the future, which ones would be red-haired and the rest would be black-haired... No, no, all the kids had to be red-haired from Lily, like spring and summer in the sun The blooming poppies are as splendid as the seasons.

Immediately, he took out the Fuling Elixir in his pocket. This is a high-level potion that can bring people luck.

He took a sip with restraint, he wouldn't take too much out of greed like some fools.

"You are still very handsome today, Mr. Snape." The mirror opened his mouth to compliment him at the right moment, and the boy raised his chin in satisfaction.

He found Lily outside the library door.

In fact, what he found was Potter and Lily. The two were talking about these things, and Lily giggled from time to time.

Flux told him he had to lure Potter away.

So he made a move that surprised even himself - hided and cast the Imperius Curse on Potter.

This was the first time he had used the Unforgivable Charm, and it was still so far away, but there was a firm voice in his head telling him: Raise your wand, and things will be different after that.

James Potter, who was dancing, suddenly stopped, with a blank and confused expression on his face, "I'm leaving," he said.

"Are you all right, James?" Lily was a little surprised.

"No, no, it's time for me to go, I...I remembered that I still have an unfinished astronomy class paper..." He didn't look at Lily again, and turned decisively and walked towards Gryffindor Tower.

"James!" Lily, who noticed that something was wrong, wanted to reach out and hold the boy, but was stopped by the arm stretched out from behind.

"Let him go, Lily, I just happen to have something to tell you." Snape, who walked in from behind, whispered, his black hair hanging down on either side and his eyes shining strangely.

"But, but..." She hesitated a little, James's appearance was obviously strange.

"I can accompany you back to the tower after that to see what's going on."

Lily was persuaded by Snape's belief that everything was normal, and gave up the idea of ​​going to James.

"Did something happen, Severus? I haven't been able to talk to you properly for a while—"

"Come here," he interrupted, pulling her aside, mistletoe hanging over their heads for Christmas, "it's better to talk here."

The girl was still confused and looked at him in confusion.

Snape's heart skipped a beat at that look of complete trust and purity, I wanted to get her, and the voice in my head sounded again, I was going to get her.

"I'm thinking, since it's going to be a dance soon," he started the conversation slowly, unlike his fast-paced thoughts, "Can I have the honor to invite you to be my dance partner?"

Lily opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and her expression froze for a moment, "Uh, Severus, I'm glad you remembered to invite me, but I've already promised someone else, maybe you can..."

Looking at the boy's sinking face, she added in a low voice, "...Maybe you can try and ask Dolores."

"Really? What a pity," Snape said, surprised at his calmness. "May I ask who the lucky boy is?"

Not Potter. Not Potter. He silently meditated in his heart in despair, and the erratic and confident feeling brought by the elixir disappeared all of a sudden, and he fell from the position where he seemed to control everything, and became the gloomy lonely boy again.

"James Potter."

He stared at the girl quietly. Today was a rare sunny day since winter entered. Her red hair was so dazzling in the afternoon sun that he even wanted to close his eyes. It was all so clear that he understood why Potter was no longer pursuing her with much fanfare.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lily hurriedly explained: "Actually I always wanted to tell you this, I'm with Potter...with James. But I'm afraid you'll be mad at me, you won't, right? ?"

I could use that spell again, and another voice echoed in my head, different from just now, this voice was the real Severus Snape, evil, ruthless, unscrupulous.

Yes, he could use the Imperius Curse again. He had successfully cast it after such a distance just now. Lily now has no ability to resist.

Snape's hand on the wand was loose and tight, and there were many ways to make Lily fall in love with him all his life, the love potion and the Imperius Curse being the roughest, and he knew more and more subtle ways.

"It's okay," he heard himself say, "I'm not angry, never will."

The love for Lily won in the end. He couldn't imagine the green eyes dimmed because the spells and potions stopped shining.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

He looked at that smile fascinatedly, leaned over involuntarily, hesitated for a second, and finally the kiss landed on her cheek.

"Look." He pointed to the mistletoe on top of their heads. This is a long-standing custom. If two people meet under the mistletoe, the boy will kiss the girl, and the latter can't refuse him.

"We'll be best friends for life, Severus." Lily didn't notice the unusualness of the kiss, and even took the initiative to hug him after he left.

Yeah, what is he getting away with. Kissing under mistletoe means not only eternal love, but also friendship and good luck.

"Of course," he said.

"Have you heard that rumor about Mrs. Millison and Mrs. Vanessa?" Angela said in a low voice, glancing at Edwin who was sitting at the Ravenclaw table in the distance.

"What?" Dolores answered, seeing Angela's mysterious expression and she began to guess: "Are they a couple?"

Angela shook her head. "Many people say that Mrs. Millison is Vanessa through and through. In other words, the entire Ministry of Magic is actually under Vanessa's control."

"If that's true, it would explain her unbridled arrogance," Lily said, "but whether true or not, Mrs. Millison does go a little too low."

Although Mrs. Millison devoted herself to visiting the castle with Dumbledore these three days, and occasionally picked a student to chat with, she did not attract as much attention as the occasional Mrs. Vanessa.

"But Edwin likes her a lot, maybe that's enough," Angela said.

"Edwin likes her because he sees her as a real mother," Dolores said. "It seems Mrs. Vanessa is very incompetent."

She didn't mean it in any way, since she knew from Voldemort that Vanessa and Karen were good friends, she couldn't hate this woman.

Dolores believed that his mother, Karen's vision, that the person she had befriended, no matter how obnoxious the skin was, was definitely not evil.

But this conclusion was quickly overturned by herself.

This was the third day that Dolores had been sitting on the stairs trying to block Dumbledore, the most remote part of the way back to the headmaster's office. In fact, she has no hope. If the old man really wants to avoid her, she will not be able to find him no matter what. And she couldn't wait directly outside the headmaster's room, because that would be the equivalent of telling Voldemort the fact that she had been in a relationship with Dumbledore.

Just when she stood up from the steps and was about to pat the dust on her robes and leave, there was a quarrel in the abandoned classroom not far away.

She sighed resignedly. She believed that the other party must have set up dozens of silence spells and ignore spells, but because of the reality gem she carried, almost all the magic that blinded her senses was useless in front of it. The failure of spells such as the Disillusionment Charm and the Silent Charm on her body has caused her to see and hear a lot of private embarrassing things so far.

And this time Dolores also intends to walk over without looking at him like he has dealt with hundreds of times before, pretending that he doesn't know. She was already familiar with this kind of performance, especially after she accidentally saw a couple who were naked and covered with an illusion spell.

The author has something to say: (I bow 90 degrees to the professor and apologize! I'm sorry for abusing you!