hp daffodils that never die

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When Harry got home, he finally couldn't help it anymore, he felt very cold, just like he was thrown outside by his uncle to shovel snow in that winter when he was thinly dressed.

With blurred vision, he closed all the windows, leaving none behind.

He wrapped himself in a blanket and tucked himself into the sofa by the fireplace.

He still feels cold.

Harry flung back the blanket and found the lighter for the fireplace in the locker.

But he was too anxious, and his vision was too blurry.

He couldn't find it.

He overturned the safe and searched for it on the floor.

He still can't find it.

He wanted to throw himself into the fireplace to find warmth.

His madness was stopped, Draco stopped him.

Draco reassured Harry, that's what he was after all.

"He makes me jealous, Harry. Because you're crazy about him."

Harry looked up at Draco sharply, as if grasping at a straw.

"You won't leave me right Draco, only you will always love me right!?"

"Yes, my little prince." The blue-gray glasses were full of tenderness, like a lake under the moonlight.

Harry became calm, and he held on to Draco's sleeve tightly, even as he returned to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Neville felt that his boss was a little weird these days, and he felt that his boss had become a little cold. Although he still wore a gentle smile every day, the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"What's wrong with Neville?" Harry sensed Neville's gaze and asked him back, the dull Neville was still looking at him when Harry turned his head.

"No, it's okay, I just wondered why Professor Snape didn't come." Neville stammered a little and answered indiscriminately, but he regretted it after answering, because his instinct told her that the reason for his boss's change was Professor Snape.

Because the professor's face is not very good in class recently.

Yes, Neville was a student of Severus, and he was doing an internship at Harry's shop just for credit.

Harry raised his eyebrows, inexplicably wanting to fire the talkative intern at this critical moment.

"Your role is to serve the customers in the store, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

As soon as the words were finished, Severus walked into the store, only to find that his exclusive seat was occupied by an idiot peacock who was talking boastfully with others.

He was a little annoyed, but he didn't make a sound, he just changed his position and waited for Harry to serve him.

"Neville."

"What's wrong?" The boss wants me to serve the professor?

"Tell the male customer at that table to keep his voice down." Harry glanced at the location of the straw bag.

"Okay, boss." As long as I don't ask me to serve the professor, the professor is terrible!

Harry walked in Severus' direction, smiling.

"Severus, black coffee, right?"

"Ah."

"No problem, just a moment."

Even though Severus' eyes were so calm, his eyes were firmly fixed on Harry when Harry turned around.

Black slightly messy hair, somewhat thin figure, ordinary but fatally attractive, Severus couldn't take his eyes off.

But Harry didn't feel normal, and returned to the bar, making coffee skillfully.

Send the finished product to Neville.

Neville: "QAQ" agreed to not use me?

Severus felt that the distance between himself and Harry had been distanced, not only because he hadn't seen him for a long time, but also because all he drank this afternoon was black coffee.

He was a little anxious, but he couldn't blame others, because he said to keep his distance, didn't he?Those cares that crossed the line would no longer be there, only for Harry's future... lover.

And that person couldn't be himself.

When the third cup of black coffee was finished, Severus was about to order one, but was interrupted by a sudden phone call.

Harry was attracted by the ringing of the phone and heard Severus calling the person on the other side Lily.

The hand that was scrubbing the cup paused, watching the man put down the money, with a solemn expression, and hurried out.

Even though Draco's persuasion had begun to try to suppress the love that had broken through in the past few days, he was still moved by the man's expression.

Lily again.

Harry's intuition told himself that there must be a story between the man and this person.

He wanted to follow, but drew back when he took the first step.

Don't force the impossible.

He and Severus, it was impossible.