[HP] bad romance

Chapter 21

Harry stood there, confused and confused, and before he could recover, Snape passed him.

He didn't seem to intend to actually greet him.

When Harry came back to his senses, it was already 5 minutes later before he slowly made a judgment.

Snape said something to him that didn't do him any real harm.

They went on with what they had been doing, looking for books they liked, Harry absent-minded.

Meeting Snape made Harry feel a little uneasy, but in fact, everything was normal and peaceful.

Maybe he felt a little guilty and uneasy about his own retreat first, Harry persuaded himself like this, trying to forget Snape's presence, it was useless to think wildly.

It didn't take long for Ron to separate from him. Harry was distracted and walked to the Defense Against the Dark Arts bookshelf. He was absent-minded and looked around to find Ron who had left.

He stared down at the books that didn't interest him.He picked up one and flipped through it numbly, Harry staring at the book in his hand.

Soon, Harry froze in place like a log.

Because, Snape.

...to his right, 3 meters away.

Harry used his peripheral vision to pay attention, and all his thoughts were pulled away.

…Snape was beside him, no, no, Harry was frantically searching for a reason.

He stared straight at the book in his hand, and waited slowly... Waiting for Snape to leave, until a long time, Harry felt that an hour had passed.

Harry finally felt unbearable, and moved slightly. Harry kept praying that Ron would come and call him away, but it never happened. Finally, Harry couldn't bear it anymore and put down the book in his hand!He turned his head - suddenly found out!Snape didn't know when he walked behind him!

He confronted Snape, "...Professor Snape."

Snape looked at him, glanced at his empty hand, and Harry subconsciously said, "—I, was reading this just now..." He pointed to the book he had just put back, only to find that the book looked familiar ...it was a fourth-year Hogwarts textbook.

Harry stiffened, maintaining an outward appearance of nonchalance.

"You've been standing here for twenty-five minutes, Potter." Snape spat out the words, making Harry feel like he wanted to crawl into the ground, and he glanced slowly at Harry, "It's conceivable that you don't actually remember the poor That little content, so that now, to become an Auror, I have to relearn the knowledge that I should know in the lower grades."

"No." Harry subconsciously wanted to argue.

"If you're not reading the book," Snape murmured softly, "is it covering something else?"

They were silent for a second.

Harry stiffened a little.

Snape raised his hand, stretched out his slender index finger and pointed to the bookshelf in front of Harry, pointing to a thick copy of "Creatures That Live in Darkness", "I suggest you take a good look, based on the fact that some people should have Based on the knowledge content of the graduates, maybe answer some questions about the situation you may encounter in the future if you are stupid."

It wasn't a good answer, and Harry reluctantly responded.He turned his head and stared at the book Snape was pointing at, thinking hard about the sudden development at this moment, "Oh, yes, of course...very good." Harry agreed casually, trying to look calm, and then , he should meet tit-for-tat hostility, or ridicule——

Snape was taunting him, yes.

Harry was so sure, and continued to stare at the book for a second, the new book looked extremely thick, maybe Snape could use this to murder him - Harry thought for a moment, and then wondered why Snape would Recommend him...a book?He didn't need to do this at all, well, if it was embarrassing him, he had already done it.

"I guess you're wondering now, why should I give you so little help?" Snape said.

Harry looked up at Snape, Snape's narrow eyes were still haughty, the penetrating eyes made Harry wince.

He lowered his head subconsciously and locked his heart tightly, but he couldn't utter a word with his closed mouth. Harry remained unchanged on the surface, but his speechlessness revealed his uneasiness.

It seemed that he was dumbfounded, or nervous... Harry still stood there, and he didn't react for a while.

"Obviously." Snape spit out the words softly and quickly, and said softly, "Sigh for your poor brains, to be honest, I don't dare to imagine that you have successfully become an Auror, I guess the selection of talents by the Ministry of Magic There is also a problem with the method—" he said, and then changed the topic, "according to the current situation..."

Snape scanned Harry up and down, from head to toe, toe to hair.

Harry got goosebumps from being glanced at, and he didn't have the strength to fight back at Snape at the moment, so he said reluctantly, "What?"

"You should prepare for your poor experience and knowledge." Snape moved his lips, he was high enough to look down at Harry, making Harry uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll prepare it myself," Harry said, "Okay, thanks, I...should I go?" He finished, intending to take a step back, around Snape in front of him - suddenly, his arm Caught, Harry's departure was stopped by Snape.

Harry's heart skipped a beat, the skin on his arm touched the heat of his palm, Harry turned his head subconsciously, and saw Snape reach out, his slender fingertips touched the edge of the bookshelf, and took the book down.

He wasn't even conscious, his eyes focused on Snape's fingertips, how it felt to touch that brand new book, neatly and neatly——

Until Snape handed the book in front of him.

"Huh?" Harry asked.

"You should have taken it," Snape said critically, as if Harry were a house-elf.

But Harry ignored this for the moment. He stared at the book that Snape had brought in front of him, hesitated for half a second, and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

His hand touched the back of Snape's hand, Snape let go of it, and Harry gripped the spine of the book, only to remember... What the hell was he doing?He didn't need to accept anything from Snape, he shouldn't accept what Snape gave, and, he just touched Snape's hand...

Harry was uneasy, and gulped down his saliva, well, he can't regret it now.

"Okay, I'll buy it." Harry knew that, he was behaving abnormally, and he hugged the heavy new book with both hands, "Uh, I'll take a good look at it."

"Pages 78, 102, 345 to 356, and after page 897—"

"Huh?" Harry was a little overwhelmed, unable to keep up with Snape's sudden change, "What?"

"You need to pay attention," Snape paused, and said sternly, "it is obvious that with your impulsive mind, which is eager to be lively at any time, and not fond of research, it is difficult to pay attention to every detail. Potions Master, I suggest that if you really intend to buy it back, do as I tell you."

"...Oh, good." Harry, who was mentally weak, nodded indiscriminately, he was still restrained by a strange feeling in his heart.

They were silent for a second, the situation was a bit weird, and Harry found himself holding a book recommended by Snape strangely, standing face to face with Snape alone.

It seemed that there was nothing wrong with Snape getting along with him, but—something seemed wrong.

Harry tried hard to figure out what was going on, but he was more than happy to be able to have a few more words with Snape.

"Uh—" Harry whispered cautiously, "can you, can you repeat what you just said?"

"Well," Snape said, and Harry gasped, waiting hopelessly for Snape's stern sarcasm, and continued what should have been the scariest, most normal conversation—

"Page 78, page 102, page 345 to page 356, and the content after page 897, and page 1098." Snape paused. .”

"Most, basically?" Harry heard Snape's correct answer, a little stunned, struggling to remember what Snape said - not the expected sarcasm, glaring.

Harry was at a loss.

"It seems that you still can't remember." Snape narrowed his eyes and lowered his head pityingly.

Harry's cheeks burned a little, and he stared at Snape's chest.

"Okay." Snape seemed determined to relax, "You can ask me if you want."

"What, what?" Harry asked, startled.

"So do you have any questions?" Snape asked him abruptly. "You can ask now, but I don't expect your poor head to solve everything at once."

Harry responded immediately, tensed for a moment, and added stammeringly, "Not for nothing."

"For the sake of Dumbledore's hard work in cultivating you." Snape glanced at him, and Harry only saw the haughty chin, the big nose, and the slit-like dangerous eyes, "Maybe you should pity me." Me, don't spend too much energy on not letting the great, reckless savior die—after all, he chose a dangerous and stupid career, didn't he?"

Harry was speechless.

Snape had done this before.

Snape seemed to think that because Harry was quiet, he finally understood obediently, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"You decide to go ahead," Harry said, "to protect me for Mum...?"

Snape paused, quiet.

"And Dumbledore," Harry added.

"Do you think I should continue to save your life for these reasons?"

They fell into silence again.

Harry felt hot from Snape's contemptuous words, and tried to stare at Snape's lapel - don't bother with him!asshole!Damn bastard!And he doesn't need protection!But in fact Harry was depressed, well, he managed to piss off Snape again!

One wrong word!Very good, great!He and Snape can actually say anything like this!

What's wrong with him!Harry thought furiously, they were back to the most 'normal' state of course again!

Just when Harry thought it was over.

"Now, one last question," Snape asked him, "how much do you remember?"

"Huh?" Harry's brain, which was attacked by anger, suddenly froze.

"Very well, amazing memory," Snape seemed to be admiring him, "or maybe you don't remember anything important."

He made Harry's cheeks flush, "I can understand that you wish—" Harry changed the words, gritting his teeth a little, "willing to, give me some guidance, rather than trouble me?"

"Now." Snape said, but in Harry's eyes, he was still so arrogant and rude, "I don't have time to spend with you. If you still need it, you can follow me, or you can choose to refuse." After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away. Harry raised his legs subconsciously and quickly followed.

When Harry came back to his senses, he found himself following Snape out of the rows of bookshelves, and then walking towards the door.

Harry subconsciously hugged the heavy book in his arms.

Damn Snape!Harry cursed him inwardly, if it wasn't for him, he...

Snape slowed down a little, reached for the book in Harry's arms, grabbed it and pulled it out, but Harry held it too tightly.

"Let go," he said.

Harry paused, still lost in thought, unable to react.

Snape stopped, bowed his head and said to him, "If you want me to guide you, you should give me the new book that you hold so dearly in your arms."

Harry let go of his hand abruptly, he wanted to say something to save it... But it didn't seem to be of any use, Harry closed his mouth in despair, and fell into a disadvantage at this moment in frustration.

He doesn't want to argue anymore!

"First," Snape opened the book, faced Harry, and said to him, "You need to understand what this book is really about, and not wait until one day I see you using it indiscriminately." knowledge, leading to confusion and errors. Remember, read the first 5 pages carefully.”

Harry nodded indiscriminately, and he even half-hoped to get rid of Snape immediately.

Snape put the book into his arms, Harry looked down at the words on the first page, the book is only for identifying non-human creatures and making defenses... Snape left in front of him, Harry looked up Hurry up!Then he thought again, why did he follow Snape?No, he should stop—Harry hesitated, wondering, maybe Snape had something else to say?

They were about to reach the gate, and Harry's footsteps slowed down... and fell behind Snape. Suddenly, Harry saw Ron walking in through the door of the bookstore for some reason, and Ron called him, " Harry! You are here!"

Harry and Snape stopped at the same time.

Ron looked at Harry behind Snape in surprise, wondering, and stepped forward to him, "You are here! I didn't find you in the bookstore just now, I thought you went out first!"

"I'm on the bookshelf in the back," said Harry. "Maybe you didn't see it."

"Oh..." Ron turned his head and looked at Snape next to him.

The three of them looked at each other for a few seconds, Snape turned his head to look at Harry, and finally said something that surprised Ron, "If you need, you can come to me." After speaking, he went up to open the door, Leaving the bookstore until out of Harry's sight... Harry's thoughts followed Snape.

"Hey," Ron slapped Harry, drawing his attention back, "what's up with you and old... Snape?!"

"Nothing," said Harry reluctantly.

Ron wondered, "Why are you following him so well? Why did he ask you to go find him? I thought he wished he would never see you! Harry, what's in your arms?"

"Snape gave me...books." Harry added, "I've got to pay the bill."

Ron wanted to ask again, but Harry hurriedly said with disdain, "He probably didn't want Harry Potter, who became an Auror, to die easily, and he was full of doubts about my ability—"

However, this wonderful encounter did bring Harry a different feeling.

It didn't seem so bad, Harry thought, it was an innocent daydream.

After returning to the old house, Harry flipped through the brand new book in his hand, feeling inexplicably excited, and even felt a little relaxed.

The content of the new book was difficult, and Harry read it for a long time... It was still difficult to understand. After a week, Harry finally threw the book on the desk and ignored it. He even suspected that Snape was deliberately fooling him.Otherwise, why did you suddenly and kindly tell him this?

Or just to prove his stupidity.

At night, Harry struggled to pick up the book again, and read a few sentences with difficulty, but the previous content had already made his mind swell, and he forgot everything he had read!

He stared blankly at the page full of dense letters, Harry covered his forehead, thinking lightly in his heart, why did he have to work so hard to read these?It wasn't necessary - Snape wouldn't know if he'd seen it anyway.

Why did he try so hard to understand?

'You can come to me if you want. '

That's right - he didn't care what the damn book was about, why should he read it himself?Since Snape gave it, why couldn't he tell him what it was?Harry was distracted, fidgeting, dawdling for a long time, and finally picked up the quill and parchment without anyone noticing, he wrote a letter, hesitated, and handed it to Hedwig anyway.

Harry was suddenly a little timid, and Hedwig looked into his large eyes like she could read the words in a letter.

Hell, Harry cursed himself then.

He was just inviting Snape!

He invited Snape - Harry thought weakly, so what if he understood?He spurned himself, but soon, Harry fell into absent-minded waiting.

The letter sent late at night will not be answered until at least tomorrow. However, an hour later, Harry quickly saw Hedwig returning with a new letter on her feet.

Harry's heart beat fast, he watched Hedwig fall in front of him, and frantically took down the letter.

Unfolding the letter, Harry looked at each letter carefully. He stared at the short letter and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if there is only a brief promise above, and a specific location.

Harry turned around a few times joyfully—

Thinking about it, it doesn't really work.

Saturday morning, their date.

No, just a normal meeting.

Harry kept thinking about this time in his mind. On Friday, Harry's nervousness almost hung in his throat, and he was a little uneasy.

"Harry," he, Ron, and Hermione decided to go out for a drink after work this day.

Harry also wanted to relax his nervousness a little bit, but he didn't refuse.

"Harry!"

"Huh?" Harry suddenly lost his mind again.

"Did you hear us anyway?" Ron said to Harry, "We're going to Hogsmeade tomorrow."

"Go ahead," said Harry immediately.

"Aren't you going? Why?" Hermione asked, "You have nothing to do tomorrow, so you'll stay at home."

Harry was annoyed at the moment that Ron and Hermione were so aware of his whereabouts, and he couldn't even think of too many reasons to refuse completely. Harry hesitated, he was not used to lying to his best friend, and said vaguely, "I'll leave tomorrow ... have an appointment."

"An appointment?" Hermione opened her mouth, "With whom?"

Harry said hastily, "Not that kind of date."

"What's that?" Ron asked.

Harry was depressed that he didn't lie, "Well... I was reading the new book Snape gave me recently, but I couldn't understand it, so I wrote to him... He picked a place to meet me."

Hermione and Ron both gaped.

Hermione didn't even know what Harry was talking about, so Harry had to explain it all over again.After finishing speaking, Hermione was very happy, and immediately said, "Okay then, let's go with you too!"

"...!" Harry said.

"...Okay then." Ron reluctantly agreed, "After all, I can't let you go alone!"

"We should mend things with Professor Snape, if Professor Snape wants to! You know he's helped us so much..." Hermione disagreed with Ron's reasoning.

"Maybe..." Ron muttered, still dismissive.

the next day.

Saturday, 9:00am

Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked around and entered an alley on a Muggle street.

They were standing in front of a quiet coffee shop.

The morning sun was bright and beautiful. Meeting Snape at this time gave Harry a slightly suspicious illusion. He stopped and looked up at this simple, clean and slightly quiet place.

Ron beside him turned his head and asked, "Are you sure this is the place?"

"Well... yes," Harry looked and looked at the address on the letter, "it is indeed the correct address."

"Any questions?" Hermione asked puzzled, "It's fine, here."

"That's why it's so strange..." Ron muttered softly, but Harry didn't care at all, because he had already seen it—through the transparent and clean glass window, he saw Snape leaning on the back of the chair, sitting on the glass Beside the window, Harry was attracted by his eyes lightly falling in an unknown direction outside the window.

"I think we're right." Harry interrupted Ron, "I've seen him."

Ron and Hermione looked in the direction he was pointing. Ron opened his mouth, obviously surprised that Snape was in the coffee shop in Muggle Alley....

"Let's go," said Harry.

He led Ron and Hermione in, opened the door, and Harry walked towards Snape's position.

It wasn't long before Snape saw them too.

Snape's eyes flicked from Harry to Ron and Hermione beside him - and then Snape glanced at him, and Harry shivered.

"Good morning..." Harry stopped, the hallucinatory cold faded, he tried to wave his hand easily, and Ron and Hermione who followed him also stopped.

Snape looked slowly at Harry, who nodded slightly, "Sit."

The three of them sat down opposite Snape, Harry's attention was focused on Snape, Ron's attention was vacant, and Hermione was looking around. The environment here was good, and they each ordered a cup of coffee.

"Unexpectedly, I thought you'd come by yourself," Snape said to Harry, flat as a casual remark.

"..." Harry, he wanted to come alone...

Hermione and Ron, who were beside Harry, were relieved, however, for Snape's lack of hostility.

Meanwhile, the waiter brought the ordered coffee to the table.

"We didn't expect either," Hermione responded briskly, a little more cautiously, "We are so happy that Harry received an invitation from Professor Snape."

"I didn't invite him," Snape said.

"...It's an invitation from me." Harry accepted.

Ron was glaring at Harry.

"..." Harry.

Hermione, who was beside him, took a sip of the coffee brought to him carefully, and Harry followed suit and silently raised his cup to take a sip. He didn't like bitter black coffee, so he casually ordered a latte with sugar.

Harry was peeping at Snape sitting across from them.

But Snape glanced over, and the black eyes that met for a moment made Harry's whole body tremble, and his hair stood on end. Harry took a deep breath and tried to pull himself together.

Harry shook his head at his momentary strange thought.

Even if it's not a solo date, it's enough.

The point was that Snape hadn't... deliberately made it difficult for them, which was a little strange, and Harry wasn't used to it yet, but he couldn't think of any more reasons.

Snape didn't say anything that made him instantly angry. The slightly relaxed atmosphere and the bright sunshine made Harry, who was originally nervous, suddenly look forward to it...

The author has something to say: The trap has caught Harry, the first step is to get√

Snape smiled grimly