[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

Chapter [-] Snape's Goodnight Kiss

Before Snape's eyes, apart from Harry's letter full of trivial matters, there was also a letter from Lucius Malfoy—an invitation from Voldemort's manor.

Harry couldn't hide this matter, and Snape had already made his decision when the cake was finished.

Before curfew, Snape, who cast the Invisibility Charm, came out of the cellar behind a pair of junior Slytherins who were about to date.Relying on the experience of catching students/students back then, Snape shuttled through the professor-only passage and soon came to the door of the flight professor's office.

After knocking on the door twice and getting no response, Snape, who was afraid of being discovered by Professor Night Watch, made a silent unlock/lock spell and slipped in.

"..." Harry, who was only casually wearing a bathrobe, was wiping his hair and walking out of the bathroom, when he was immediately stunned by the person in front of him: "Sev?!"

Snape turned around immediately, his cheeks flushed instantly, "Bo...Harry, get dressed!"

"Yes!" Harry jumped up like a frightened rabbit, strode to the bedroom, quickly put on clothes on himself, took a lot of deep breaths before calming down and returning to the living room.

Looking at Harry who was abnormal enough to fasten the top button, Snape's throat puffed twice before he said, "You're always like this?!" Then what if someone else broke in? !

Harry grasped the hidden meaning of little Sifford's words almost instantly, and he happily replied, "Aside from me and you, only Headmaster Dumbledore in Hogwarts can break the protective spell on my door." /Solved."

Hearing this answer, Snape nodded slightly. He carefully looked at Harry's expression, he couldn't tell if he was guilty or regretful.Harry...hadn't noticed the name he'd yelled just now in a gaffe.

The usual situation of getting along with each other gradually calmed down Harry's chaotic brain.It was already so late, and little Sif must have come here in person because he had something important to do.So he asked as calmly as possible: "Is there anything that needs to be said in person?"

Snape looked at the young man sitting upright in front of him, and held back the corners of his lips that wanted to turn up/up, "Look at this first." After saying that, he handed over the Dark Lord's invitation letter.

When Harry saw Lucius's familiar font, he thought that the other party was trying to rob him. After reading it, he realized that it was Tom Dark Lord Riddle who had died several times and hadn't died yet.

Snape, who had been paying attention to Harry's expression, explained in a timely manner, "I just went to a dinner party."

"So you won't stay there all Christmas?!" Harry asked anxiously, "Although Lucius will be there, it's still too dangerous for you to be there." The Death Eaters couldn't get used to it. There are many people of mixed blood in Little Sif, especially that crazy Bellatrix. Although she dare not hurt Little Sif's life, if she tries to teach him a lesson in the name of sparring...

Snape shook his head slowly, hesitated for a moment before saying: "I'm afraid that if I don't go home for the whole holiday, someone will mess up 19 Spinner's End."

Harry, who heard the subconscious meaning of the other party, blushed instantly. He felt that he was really weak compared to James!At this time, it is obvious that I should be bold/faced/shameless and ask "Are you reluctant to be alone and lonely" or something like that!

"It's inconvenient to go through letters, so I will come in person." Snape explained in a hoarse voice, "It's getting late and I'm going back."

Looking at the young man who stood up and was about to go out, Harry finally managed to catch up with his body/body who was one step faster. He said to his sweetheart who was caught/caught by him, "It's already a curfew, why don't you just make do with me?" late."

Snape's eyes were obscure, he looked down at the young man in front of him, felt the sweaty palms of the other party, and sighed, "Are you sure?"

"What's the matter." Harry pretended to be indifferent, and when he sensed the softening of the other party's attitude, he continued, "It's not like we never slept together at Lucius's house."

Looking at the 'adult' who turned around and began to call Beja, ordering it to bring his pajamas and the textbooks and homework for the first class tomorrow, Snape felt deeply provoked.

When they slept together, he was still very innocent, and he didn't recover the memory of his previous life. He was really a 15-year-old boy!

Harry licked his face and pushed the boy into the bathroom, and he let out a long breath after hearing the sound of the faucet being turned on.He quickly rushed back to the bedroom and started packing, putting all the things that could not be seen by little Sev into the corner cabinet!

As for why not just clean it up?He can't part with those classic collections!This is what I have worked so hard to collect over the years!

After realizing that he was sweating all over and it was inconvenient to take a shower, Harry decisively threw a cleansing spell on himself, of course his hair was spared, otherwise he would have no image to say this night, explode/explode The shape of the head will ruin any good memories.

After lying on the bed and warming the quilts for the two of them, Harry's eyelids had gradually drooped, and he looked at the door in a daze, but refused to close it completely.

When Snape walked through the door in his pajamas buttoned up to the top button, it was Harry holding on.After the age was fixed, Harry didn't seem to grow much inside.Compared with the other party, Snape, who had been doing self-construction just now, only felt that he was extremely stupid.

He stood by the bed, stroking / stroking / the messy hair on Harry's forehead with one hand, lowered his head slightly and printed a good night kiss, "Go to sleep..." My boy.

Harry grumbled, and gradually fell asleep in the low magnetic voice.

Snape, who was lightly lying on the bed, didn't feel sleepy at all. As if Harry could feel his warm body temperature, he snuggled up to him not long after.After rubbing his head, he left the pillow and settled in his heart, with his arms crossing his chest domineeringly, and his strong and powerful legs were also stubbornly riding on his legs.

Snape sighed deeply in his heart, fortunately his magical power was at its peak, even if he stayed up all night...it was nothing!

Harry just woke up the next day, and he was facing a horrible version of Snape with low pressure. Before he dared to talk to him, the other party flung the corner of his robe and carried the textbook out.

"That's weird... Is this a nightmare? Well... I had a good dream." Harry, who was still strange, didn't realize at all that the scene of Sev kissing him was not imagined by himself.