hp's road to the heart goes through the stomach

The wedding of Ron and Hermione was held on the lawn in front of the Burrow. They only invited teachers from Hogwarts and their friends, but for some reason, all major newspapers heard the news and came nearby. Trying to find this place protected by the Fidelity Curse, and Luna from "The Quibbler" is probably the only "reporter" invited by the government.She was wearing a bright yellow gown, and this time she didn't wear a big sunflower headdress, but hung two small ones on her ears. She looked bright and lively-she always insisted on his father's point of view: attending a wedding should be Wear sun-colored clothing.She floated over to Harry's side, greeted them, and floated down to her seat again without being surprised by Snape beside him.

Harry and Snape sat almost in the middle, next to the beautiful wooden platform that had been erected in front.Today is a rare good weather, with a blue cloudy sky, but the sun is not hot.The air is filled with light pink smoke, with a light, not unpleasant aroma, which seems to be a gadget made by George.Beside Harry was a long pink carpet, passing through two delicate arches adorned with red roses, and both sides of the carpet were decorated with golden flowers, exotic flowers welcomed butterflies fluttering lightly.

The last time Harry attended the wedding was that of Bill and Fleur. When Ron informed him of the news, he still remembers his feelings at that time—it is incredible that such an ordinary thing as a wedding still exists in the world. It's wonderful.He had walked that dark and winding road for a long time, but the thought of Ron and Hermione's company, and perhaps... He turned to look at Snape, looked at him He cast a puzzled look and smiled.

The sound of beautiful music floated from a distance, like a puff of smoke, but it made everyone quiet.Mr. Granger walked over slowly with Hermione on his arm. Hermione was wearing a traditional Muggle white wedding dress with a long lace skirt and matching high heels. Her hair was smooth and soft. Delicate headdress - similar to Fleur's one but different.She was smiling all over her face, and she seemed to be glowing. She walked through the flowery archway, with a light body, and stepped onto the wooden platform. Ron, who was waiting on it, looked at Hermione nervously with a somewhat stiff smile. As if afraid of her repentance, his face was almost as red as his hair.

The one who presided over the wedding was Professor McGonagall. She also put a smile on her always serious face. She looked at her favorite student with relief in her eyes: "Ron Weasley, would you like to marry Hermione? Granger...?"

Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger next to each other covered their faces and wept softly. Snape turned to look at Harry, but he didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at the two close friends on the stage with a joyful smile .

As if the last piece of the puzzle had been put into place, the lock had been snapped open, and memories were scrambling through the cracks in the door, and Snape remembered them all.He once made an agreement with Harry on the Quidditch pitch. They signed an ancient contract provided by Harry, vowing with their souls that they would never be separated...

"...I declare you to be lifelong partners." Pink petals fell from the sky one after another, Snape was in a daze.

It was the stadium late at night in spring, it was already after the curfew, and the sky and the earth were silent except for the twinkling stars.He sat in the audience seats, accompanied him, and watched that figure fly in the night, doing whatever he wanted, as if he was the master of the sky.Night Breeze passed by, quietly.Snape felt like he was watching a grand show, even if there was only one actor.

Suddenly, he just stopped in front of him, turning from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet.The young man's messy hair was scattered in the night, with a wanton smile, he just stretched out his hand to him, this is an invitation.At that moment, Snape felt himself bewitched.He put his hand on it, and the next moment, he was pulled onto the broom by Harry.The night gently soaked his body, he felt the coolness of the night and the wind flowing around him, they gently lifted his hair and brushed his cheeks.This was the first time Snape had felt real flight, and he seemed to understand Harry's love for Quidditch - a feeling of freedom, of being away from everything in the world, and touching the sky directly.

"Severus..." Harry's voice came from in front of him, indistinct, half scattered in the night.Snape tightened his arms around Harry in response. "Shall we make a contract?" There seemed to be something else in Harry's voice, but he couldn't make out.He went on: "A marriage contract . . . I found it in Grimmauld Place . . . "

Snape wanted to reject him—it was too much of a joke, how could he sign a contract of unknown origin with others at will, Dumbledore's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "...it must be done by Voldemort himself, Severus. That's very important..." He finally understood what was hidden in Harry's voice, it was uneasiness.The last days were drawing near, and Harry should have felt something too, and could only vent his emotions by flying every night.

Snape sighed, "Okay."

The contract is a well-preserved parchment with a long history, and it is filled with beautiful elf writing.Snape had heard about this contract. He heard that it was born because an elf fell in love with a human being. The outstanding alchemist and his lover created this contract and it was passed down.Snape signed his name after Harry wrote the pen, and just as the last stroke was completed, soft white light flickered, the parchment burned and turned into countless silvery white light spots, with gentle tails trailing, Flying around them in a circle, submerged into their bodies respectively.Snape looked at Harry, they signed this contract under the witness of the stars, promised each other for life, and their souls were connected ever since.

"Severus, you've always been by my side." Under the night sky, Harry's emerald green eyes shone tenderly, brighter than the stars in the sky.

……

"Severus, do you want to try this?" Snape was caught off guard by a spherical thing, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Harry looking at him innocently with clear emeralds. Excuse me.In front of them is a plate of small white balls with fluffy shredded coconut on the surface.The ball melted little by little in his mouth, and the rich cheese flavor wafted in his mouth.He bit the ball, and the aroma of milk was also released. His teeth touched some soft raisin particles, and the refreshing smell of wine gushed out.The raisins are soaked in the aroma of white wine, rich and sweet, with an intoxicating fragrance.

"Raisins soaked in white wine, wrapped in a cream and cheese shell, and rolled with a layer of shredded coconut. Should they be called white wine cheese balls? What do you think?" Harry said with a smile, "The combination of raisins and wine The collocation is exquisite, as if a journey of the past and the present has been completed. It is very suitable for sitting down and enjoying in the sunny afternoon."

Snape showed a rare smile: "It's really good, do you want to go home and try to do it?" Harry was taken aback, and Snape continued, "We can complete that contract—I think, but also Short of a wedding?"

Harry blinked, and a cheer burst out from beside him.They looked there, and happened to see fireworks blooming in the daytime sky, and then scattered down a little bit, like stars pouring from the sky.

"it is good."