hp's road to the heart goes through the stomach

It was the memory of the first time he had seen Harry in the Pensieve.Snape had seen his memory many times, when he was teaching Harry Occlumency - the quickest way to learn Occlumency, in his opinion, was to try to resist in invasion after invasion, so he Requires Legilimency to make Harry learn to resist.

At first Harry had always thought that Legilimency was about reading minds, and Snape then thought it was because he didn't understand the subtleties that it was so difficult for him to learn about potions.The human heart is not a book that cannot be flipped through at will, and thoughts are not engraved in the brain.Once he could easily see through Harry's thoughts, his shyness, his embarrassment, his anger, he looked completely transparent in front of him.But now that his Harry had grown up, he had become elusive, learning to hide his thoughts under layers of cover, only occasionally leaking a little in front of him.

Harry's learning of Occlumency was very slow, and he never learned to resist him, or rather, he didn't resist his thoughts at all - he was completely open to him.Maybe it's also because Gryffindors are not good at controlling their emotions. They are always impulsive and can't learn to think more. They think that they can overcome everything with courage. Even Miss Granger didn't make full use of her brain.Of course, Dumbledore is an exception.

Snape tried to prod him, tried to irritate him, but Harry wasn't bothered at all.He saw him wearing the sorting hat and refusing to go to Slytherin; he saw Hermione lying in the hospital hospital with hair all over his face; Zhang... the next moment, he heard a voice in Harry's head screaming, you can't look - and then, he was ejected.

Snape couldn't tell whether the last image he saw irritated him more with the former or the latter.He stared at Harry as if waiting for an answer, and Harry was flushed and his beautiful green eyes seemed to be burning.He finally got angry?Snape thought coldly, oh, I haven't said anything yet, why are you angry?Because my little secret was discovered by me?

"You see it all?" Harry stared at him with those flaming green eyes - which seemed to have taken on an alluring beauty - as if afraid he would spit out some answer he didn't want to hear.

"Some fragments." Snape pouted, he actually asked him, should he explain something?for example……

"What's going on with Cho Chang?" Snape's eyes flashed with annoyance, oh my god, he actually asked.

Harry's eyes widened. "That's all you saw?" He looked a little - glad?Even the flames in his eyes were slowly extinguished.

So what was it that he didn't want him to see, or even be angry about?Snape kept his mouth shut, not going to answer the question.The next moment, he raised his wand: "Get rid of distracting thoughts, Harry, let go of all emotions..."

"I turned her down," interrupted Harry softly. "It was an accident and I ran away."

Snape strangely found that he seemed to be comforted by this explanation, and he breathed out: "You have to learn to control your emotions, otherwise you will be easily used by the Dark Lord..."

Harry really had no talent for Occlumency.Snape looked at Harry, who was sitting on the ground with his head bowed after three times of inspiriting, and felt a little guilty in his heart.He didn't know how to comfort him, so he called the house-elf awkwardly and ordered a crème brûlée for Harry, Harry with a sweet tooth might like this?After all, Dumbledore also likes the look very much.

Soon the house-elf appeared with a snap and placed the crème brûlée on a small plate on his desk.Snape glanced at it. He looked extremely small, the size of the palm of his hand.The top layer is light amber caramel with a smooth color, and the bottom is delicate and soft goose yellow pudding. If you get a little closer, you can smell the rich caramel flavor.He squatted down in front of Harry with the palm-sized plate, and handed it to the frustrated boy, a little bewildered.

Unexpectedly, Harry looked up and laughed directly.Snape breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little puzzled—does Harry like creme brulee so much?Since then, crème brûlée has become a post-Occlumency routine.However, until the end, Harry failed to learn Occlumency.Snape always felt that it was because Dumbledore had chosen the wrong teacher to teach him.

Afterwards, Harry always blamed Sirius' death on his failure to learn the closure technique well. When he talked about it with Snape, Snape knew that what Harry never wanted him to see was actually him at Aunt Petunia's house. He didn't want Snape to see those memories, so he looked useless—no, Harry always felt that he was useless except for the title of "Savior", and the fragile self-esteem of a teenager, The anger that Snape thought at the time was actually just embarrassment that he couldn't hide in his heart.When he said this, he was sitting across from Snape, with a small tea table in between.The heavy curtains were drawn as usual in the room, and there was only faint candlelight, reflecting Harry's emerald green eyes.Snape remembered that Harry's hand was lifted up, fingers slowly approaching his cheek, as if tentatively.He just stiffened slightly, but he didn't stop or back away, letting his movements go.

It touched the fingertips first, then the fingertips, and finally Harry's entire palm was carefully pressed against his face, with a heat that almost burned him, and he felt that Harry's palm was even sweating.Harry kept this posture, and slowly approached him, the young man's hot and humid breath sprayed on his face, he got closer and closer, but stopped only a finger away from him, just so quietly watching him...

Harry had the same beautiful green eyes as his mother, but otherwise like his father.But in his eyes, he became more and more clear, he was no longer the shadow of his parents, he was different from them.Snape can easily touch his soft heart, he is sensitive and gentle, without the bullying and self-righteousness of his father, nor the sunny enthusiasm of his mother, he is himself, he is Harry Potter.

Snape sighed, the sky was getting dark, and he suddenly wanted to surprise Harry.He took advantage of the headmaster's privilege to apparate to a small corner of the streets of London in Hogwarts, and found the dessert shop that Harry often mentioned.Ignoring the curious eyes of passers-by, Snape walked in with a slight arc on his lips.

That day, Harry thought he had once again eaten what he thought was the best creme brulee he'd ever had, in Snape's office, in that dimly lit room.Harry believes that the environment will make many people unable to eat, and the surrounding glass bottles are full of specimens of animals and plants.For the first time, Harry even sat down and ate the creme brulee.Snape squatted on his face, with a cautiousness on his face that he didn't know, and handed over the small plate, which made him laugh out loud.Harry could only duck his crème brûlée in disguise, pretending to like it so much - he could almost hear Snape sigh in relief.Surprisingly, as soon as the pudding is in the mouth, the tip of the tongue can feel the thick milk frankincense sliding gently, and then melts softly. The delicate and smooth taste of the pudding is mixed with the unique sweetness of caramel, which constitutes the creme brulee. Obsessed with taste.

Since then, creme brulee has become part of Occlumency, did Snape recall that memory?Harry handed the last mouthful of pudding to Snape, watched him swallow it reluctantly, and thought to himself, soon.