[HP] bad romance

Chapter 10

In Harry's eyes, Snape reckoned, he was a dull, uncouth idiot.

The game has progressed to this point, not just a little stupid.After kissing Harry, he was pulled by his arm and walked on the ordinary street.His mood told him that it wasn't so bad.

He liked Harry's gaze into his eyes, and perhaps his attention was too easy to spot, Snape thought once in a while.He expected, couldn't even detect that he was carefully spying on Harry as easily as he did now.

Maybe Harry didn't really like him.Maybe like it, but not what he wants.

Maybe he was still a little frustrated, the potential hope of this date made Snape's throat dry, and even reason was running through all the possibilities over and over again.He longed to perform better, but his poor performance was not worthy of praise.Snape tried his best to ignore this feeling, but he still keenly felt the anger hidden in his heart, and he couldn't let himself fall completely and lose his composure.

'Don't really fall. ' But Harry's hug made Snape feel great.

'Far from enough. ' Snape's heart murmured repeatedly, Harry's hands, hugs, lips, longing for... longing for Harry?

He was gazing down at the familiar silhouette, looking into those bright blue eyes, and he despised himself for being unrealistic and naive and stupid for his age.

Snape stroked Harry's cheek.

"What are you doing?" Harry muttered, pulling his hand away.

Falling in love with Harry who is much younger than him?Wrong time, wrong place, wrong beginning, wrong object.

A Muggle Harry.

They have an opening that belongs to the game.

Snape held the boy's young hand, and Harry complained, "I think next time, if I ask you to hang out with me, you must choose someone else..."

"Next time?" Snape whispered, reminded.

What is he thinking at the moment?Consider things far away.

His and Harry's, they... Snape pulled himself back to reality.

Severus Snape, with a half-black and half-white identity, can't be washed clean, and the surrounding environment has been completely destroyed by his former self, surrounding him with doubts, responsibilities...everything, never not stopped.

he?and Harry?

Snape never laughed at the danger, but he couldn't smile about it now.

"Severus!" Harry pinched his nose, Snape gave him a cold look, and Harry emphasized, "Did you hear me?"

"No."

"Ruthless bastard."

"I thought you knew." Snape reached out to retrieve Harry who had run away.With the warmth close at hand, Snape didn't want to let go immediately.He is calm, not too honest about the desire and eagerness in his heart.

He'd much rather convey that he's not that into Harry than make Harry think he's morbidly in love with a boy who's only physical.

Feeling in love, Snape found out bitterly, he even used this description.

In fact, Snape wasn't sure, he really didn't make Harry feel any hope?

They are not suitable for talking about tomorrow.

They wandered back from the street to the bar they had known before, and they returned to the familiar room.Snape, who had never shown any enthusiasm, opened his hands eagerly when Harry fell on the bed, caressing Harry's supple body, stroking his buttocks, the burning heat in his chest made Snape scorching hot.

And Harry was the same, only Snape was more powerful than he wanted and unquestionable.

He was enticed by Harry to wrap his tongue and caress his chest, he pushed Harry hard on the bed, sucked rough kisses on Harry's neck, and listened to Harry calling weakly under him, but Snape Just entangled Harry with five fingers, he almost forcibly reached into his palm, and roughly snapped off the buttons on Harry's shirt.

But his eagerness to demand had nothing to do with that cold look, until Harry moved his ass and seduced him into that wonderful place, Snape took the damned little bastard under him as his own from the bottom of his heart, eagerly And clinging sadly to his chest, revealing his frenzied heartbeat.

He heard the little thing scream charmingly because of his entry, and Snape even thought angrily in his heart, if Harry only wanted pleasure from him... Even so, Snape was still willing to do so, And intensify the demand for compensation, let the boy taste enough consequences.

For a brief moment, Snape wanted to tell Harry.

But in the end, he just stared at Harry's sleepy face with dark eyes.

Snape woke up the next day, hugged and warmed by the heat, because Harry was in his arms at this time, this situation confused Snape, dull and paralyzed, they shouldn't wake up every morning Come and hug each other, hinting to Snape so many times that Harry would be his, would be his, he hugged Harry, who was breathing slowly, his lips gently touching Harry's forehead, the longing dissipated slightly Quickly condense again.

That's right, Harry was just a Muggle, Snape lowered his head and kissed Harry's forehead, thankful but disturbed.

"Severus?" Harry opened his eyes dazedly, calling his name.

As if they had been together for countless hours, and they deserved to continue, Snape reached out and pinched Harry's cheek, reminding in a low voice, "It's time to get up."

"Oh..." Harry muttered vaguely, "What time is it? I have to go back to class."

Snape ignored the news that Harry accidentally revealed, he looked at Harry's flushed face, and felt that softness that drove him crazy was flowing in his heart, making Snape a little at a loss at the moment.Especially when Harry raised his head and opened his bright eyes, unresisting, like a cat who trusted him so much...

"Good morning." Harry leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.Snape's heart was burning, and he tried to tell himself that Harry didn't belong to him yet—not to him, if anyone, Snape felt a stab of jealousy.

"Get up," he just said to Harry indifferently, and got up, ignoring Harry who was still dumbfounded.

Harry dawdled dazedly, got up too, and they were still able to have a decent breakfast before parting ways.

After half an hour, everything was cleared up.

"Goodbye." Harry kissed Snape's lips one last time.

Between them, it was always Harry who took the initiative so far.

Snape's hand touched Harry's cheek, warm, soft and slick, just as old as he was... seductive, young, arrogant and ignorant.

Kissing goodbye as usual, Snape still watched Harry disappear.

But he still didn't go after Harry's real whereabouts.

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Snape returned to Hogwarts.

There are still some troubles waiting for him here.

Early in the morning, investigators from the Ministry of Magic arrived again.Snape frowned and looked at the several prosecutors who walked into his office to examine him, "I thought my answer was sufficient last time, and there is nothing that will make you appear here early in the morning again, and answer me Interfere with the teaching that needs to be done when you come down."

"Sir," said the frowning Auror, "it's not time for class yet, actually it's still early, that's why we came so early."

"But obviously it's not these questions, I don't think the Ministry of Magic has ever been so reasonable, or you've gotten into trouble, and—" Snape raised an eyebrow, "What are you trying to find out from me?"

The other party was hit to the point and said angrily, "We have reasons to know about this, for example, you entered and left Hogwarts at other times!"

"As a professor, I have the right to enter and exit Hogwarts." Snape lazily raised his legs and sat up in his seat. "Hogwarts does not stipulate that professors cannot use Time for private activities."

"It's admitted there! You've committed certain acts outside of Hogwarts—"

"Yes, to perform certain actions, but it has nothing to do with the damn law." Snape said coldly, flipped his hands over and continued grading homework, impatiently continuing to deal with visitors.

"What did you do?"

"If you think that I am illegal, illegal, and have committed some crimes that you think," Snape paused, and said quickly, "provided you can find evidence."

The investigator of the Ministry of Magic glared at Snape who despised him, looked at him with extreme distrust, and said with trembling lips, "I doubt it, yes, Professor Snape regrets that you haven't cleared your suspicions, We still have the right to investigate you for the next period of time, even if you don't want to reveal anything."

"Obviously at this time I should have doubts about your ability to execute. Because the direction of this effort is completely wrong." Snape said with a slight sneer, his mouth twitching.

"Your rhetoric speaks for itself! Mr. Snape." The investigator stared at him bluntly, and stammered, "No one—no one would do that now, Tumble Lane, near there!"

Snape raised his head arrogantly, still sitting peacefully on the back chair, the other party's face turned purple with anger, "—at this time! We cleaned out all the Death Eaters, except for the ones you left, Those, who else? You cowardly hiding dark wizards! Especially you, there is no one now, who would do that kind of thing in Diagon Alley, which is above board?"

"What news did you get? Maybe you've got a bug—"

"No! Absolutely not!"

"Okay," said Snape coldly, "then we have nothing more to say."

The other party glared at Snape, and was finally summoned out of the office of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with contempt.After 5 minutes, Snape slowly looked back, continued to arrange the parchments on the table, and then picked up the quill to continue grading homework.

Time passed slowly, and there were no Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons this morning.

Meanwhile, he was spending his spare time thinking about the stupid suspicions from the investigator.

Logically speaking, Harry Potter's testimony is enough to prove his innocence.No one should doubt him on this point, but some people still doubt him.Even with Professor McGonagall blocking—

Snape paused while his eyes fell on the parchment full of words, and he slightly closed his hands that continued to correct.

Diagon Alley is dead.

Snape thought about the information of this case again, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.