[HP] bad romance

Chapter 24

Hogwarts.

As usual, until late at night.

In the separate teaching and staff dormitory, he put on a gray nightgown, glanced at the robe that was put aside, waved his wand to make it disappear, and lay quietly on the soft bed, covered with a blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

the next day.

The hot and high-temperature summer still continued, Hogwarts remained unchanged, and the holidays without students were quiet.The cellar couldn't see any sunlight, and Snape was doing what he usually did in the quiet classroom, and he was even in a slightly happy mood, with his eyes relaxed and skillful to make the potion being boiled get satisfactory results.

He spent most of the day quietly and satisfactorily, without any disgusting things to disturb him.

Until the afternoon, Snape looked at the light emanating from the rod.

He nodded slightly, retracted his wand, and walked out of the cellar.

Afternoon 3: 00

Empty Muggle streets, dilapidated supermarkets still have closed signs.

Inside the dilapidated telephone booth, Snape twisted the old-fashioned communicator.

"Severus Snape."

He said, "Visit."

15 minute later.

Ministry of Magic, 2nd floor.

Auror Office.

The corridor is empty and quiet, occasionally a puppet hurriedly walks by and makes footsteps, and outside the open door of the office filled with cubicles, the voice of conversation can be heard clearly, "Maybe this is a good thing..."

Two familiar people walked by.

Snape's figure appeared by the door, with Lupine beside him.

They met on the road, and they were still talking at the moment. They stopped by the door of Auror's office. Snape casually nodded to review Lupine's point of view, and looked in casually from the door. Auror's office was messy and empty.Stacks of parchments were piled up on the table, and Harry turned his back to the door, quill in hand.

A few Aurors were sitting alone in their own cubicle, across the empty cubicle, in a place that was not hidden, Snape's gaze froze, Harry Potter turned his back to him, and was bowing his head sit there.

Files were stacked high in Harry's hands, and clippings from newspapers were pinned to the wall.

"I have something else to do, Severus, see you later! I have to negotiate with people from other departments..." Lupine said as he walked into the office and walked towards his desk.Snape didn't pay attention to Lupine, Lupine was also very busy, he picked up the document in his hand, and flipped through it hastily.

Snape was still standing by the door.

Harry, who was sitting at the desk, looked up. He saw Lupine, and he turned his head and walked past the door unintentionally—Snape stepped in unhurriedly. At this moment, Lupine said to Snape, "I'll leave first. See you later, Severus."

Snape nodded casually, and his slightly sideways eyes focused on Harry in the distance, not even paying attention to Lupine.

"Okay then." Lupine didn't care, he walked out of the office quickly, waved to Snape, and his figure disappeared by the door, leaving Snape standing alone in the Auror's office.

Occasionally, an Auror looked at Snape curiously, but the Aurors were not free, and they quickly looked away and continued to work on their own affairs.

Snape watched Lupine disappear, and when he turned his head, Harry was still looking at him.

Because of Snape's attention, Harry lowered his head and stared at the parchment in his hand seriously.Snape came to Harry's side, Harry turned his head uncomfortably, as if he had to look up... Snape spoke first, with a soft tone, crawling slowly like a snake.

"unexpected surprise."

Harry sat in his chair, his movements suddenly stiffened, and he didn't turn his head.

His back was still turned to Snape.

Snape was standing taller than Harry, his eyes fell on the back of Harry's neck, squinting and sliding slowly...Harry put down the quill, as if wanting to do something, but continued to stare at the plastered He takes a wall of news paper clippings and doesn't say anything.

"Harry." Snape leaned closer to Harry, his skirt almost touching Harry's shoulder, and pronounced his name.

Snape calling his name?Harry's back stiffened.

"What's the matter? Snape...Professor?" The cubicle blocked all views, and no one noticed their small movements. Harry moved slightly, trying to stay away from Snape.

Snape bent down, the hot air of his breath sprayed in Harry's ears, Harry turned his head to avoid it, and caught Snape's playful and unusual eyes, Harry's pupils shrank and he lowered his head.

"A night to remember," Snape said.

Harry maintained the original posture, picked up the quill, and turned it slightly to reveal his uneasiness. Harry lowered his head and wanted to continue writing the report...

"I remember it very well." Snape bent down and continued to interrupt Harry's rhythm.

Harry finally couldn't maintain his calm, "You—"

"Quite enthusiastic," continued Snape, "I still remember—"

"I won't say anything if you're afraid I'll ruin your reputation." Harry interrupted Snape's threatening words.

"You think I'm just doing it for this? No, no..." Snape leaned closer, and when he spoke, his lips almost kissed Harry's cheek.

"I was drunk that day," said Harry, staring at the cubicle wall.

"So you want to say, you don't remember?" Snape snorted, and behind Harry's back, he showed a nasty mocking smile, "Maybe you also think that I should be drunk and not remember anything , This is really a regrettable thing. It's a pity that I don't have the habit of completely losing my memory when I get drunk."

"I'm sorry if it bothered you," Harry replied stiffly.

"You have a rather pretty face," Snape continued to tell Harry softly.

Harry hung his head down.

"Same face, same figure." Snape whispered softly, he took a deep breath greedily and exhaled maliciously in Harry's ear, "Maybe even the eyes are very similar, Harry. what do you think?"

Harry's neck was flushed instantly, as if he didn't hear Snape's question, he refused Snape's continued humiliation, Harry turned his head suddenly, and growled, "Get out if you have nothing to do!"

"I never thought that I would be favored by my former student, the great savior Harry Potter." Snape said slowly, and the pleasant tone fell into Harry's ears like a devil.

"That doesn't mean anything," said Harry. "You're drunk, and so am I..."

"Perhaps you need to take a closer look at your own actions through my memory? You just need to extract a little bit of memory."

Harry was suddenly speechless as Snape stared at him.

Snape looked down curiously, scanning Harry from head to toe.

"Yes!" said Harry exasperatedly. "That's enough! I've just had a weird quirk that pissed you off - and accidentally took advantage of you! I'm so sorry! Snape, what do you want!"

"Fine," Snape chuckled, "that's the right answer." His gaze fell on Harry's cheek, and Harry ducked away from Snape.

"So?" he said, "Okay, if you just want to come and tell me in anger that you hate my behavior, you've already done it!"

"I said it's not just that." Snape shook his head, showing a slippery smile.

"What the hell do you want!" Harry whispered angrily.

"Clearly Harry Potter needs to accept some kind of punishment, to make a useless mind remember the consequences of his actions." Snape looked down at Harry grimly, his eyes gliding from his cheeks to his neck.

long stare.

The silent gaze was as real as it was, causing the flush on Harry's neck to gradually spread, this time it was anger from humiliation.

"Maybe you need to clean your little ass," Snape leaned menacingly close to his ear, his low voice was like a mantra, "wait for me here."

"Snape!——" Harry's cheeks flushed, he growled, and then stopped abruptly, almost losing his voice, the fiery red spread on his skin, he couldn't tell whether it was from humiliation or fear...

Snape stretched out his slender fingers and patted Harry's cheek, "You should know how to clean yourself, right?"