HP Paranoia and Antisocial

Severus was seated on Wardmont's right, and the side hall was so quiet that Severus could hear his own heartbeat.

Everything happened so fast today, Severus was brought back to the manor without recovering.

They didn't say a word along the way, and after entering the manor, Wardmont walked towards the side hall.

Severus didn't expect that what Wardmont entered was a dining place, and he paid attention to the table. The long table was covered with exquisite tablecloths, and in the vases placed on the table, every flower inserted had a special charm.

How beautiful it is is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the food on display - so much that Severus can't tell what's there at all, it can only be said that it is really too rich, as if to celebrate something.

Severus looked down at the extra black thorn pattern on his wrist, flustered.

He could feel that Wardmont was angry, but in fact, none of this was his choice, and Severus himself was wronged.

Glancing quickly at Wardmont, as if frostbitten by him, Severus stared back at his wrist with lightning speed.

He should say something - Severus pursed his lips - but he didn't know what to say.If you will say the wrong thing when you open your mouth, it is better to keep silent like this.

All his movements were watched by Wardmont, but he just watched with cold eyes.

Using magic to pour a glass of freshly sober red wine, Waldmont shook it in his hand, and gradually returned to his original appearance.

Bloodshot scarlet eyes, waxy white face, unlike ordinary people's facial features can only barely be said to be correct.

He is like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, cold and elegant, once the murderous hunting intent locks on someone, he will never fail.

But who won today?

Wardmont's fingers clenched, and the glass quivered as it tried to escape from his grasp.

Who would have thought?Irene Prince, a pure-blood traitor, still has such courage.

It can't be said that she had the consciousness of betraying her family back then, she went to the Muggle world to marry a Muggle, and she didn't bow her head after so many years. She definitely didn't lack brainless "courage".

Wardmont got what he wanted and got himself into trouble.

The ancient family always has its own special spells, and Irene, a pure-blood traitor, has not forgotten them all.

It doesn't matter if Wardmont used a fake name, the contract Irene used directly affects the soul, and there are small marks on the outside of the contract - a circle of thorns on Severus' left wrist, and a circle of thorns on the back of his right hand. A pattern of thorns and laurel wreaths. If you carefully identify it, you can see that these patterns are actually some kind of characters.

Waldmont could recognize that Severus had the name he had tried so hard to get rid of, and on the back of his hand, it was Severus.

To be able to leave such a mark on him, both Irene and the Prince family should be proud of themselves.

Putting down his glass, Waldmont understood for the first time what it meant to ask for trouble.

The manor of the two of them was too quiet, any movement would startle Severus.

The aroma of the sumptuous lunch on the table whetted Severus' appetite, and even though his mind was a mess, his body instinctively felt hungry.

But... Severus glanced at Wardmont again, and turned to the tableware and food in front of him.

"Don't want to eat again?" Waldmont's fingers tapped on the table one after another.

The food he deliberately ordered the elf to prepare should not be able to arouse Severus' fluctuations.Severus had been silent, making his unhappiness surge.

Severus shook his head, and slowly put his hands down on the table. There were so many dishes on it that he didn't know what to do with them.When the environment was too good, Severus' inferiority complex climbed up again.

"Look at me." The anger in Waldmont's heart did not get out of control after all, he could see clearly Severus' embarrassment.

Severus looked at him obediently, and Wardmont demonstrated the dining etiquette for Severus slowly and gracefully.

He didn't keep Severus around to vent his anger.He looked down on Irene, Tobias, and even Prince and his wife, so he would not do the same thing as them.

With Wardmont's demonstration, and the etiquette details he occasionally whispered, Severus ate with unfamiliar movements, and his expression became calm.

"Why did you agree to my mother's request?" Severus asked cautiously, noticing that Wardmont's anger was less terrifying.

The conversation between Irene and Waldmont, Severus didn't understand why it became so angry.As for Irene's request, Severus didn't even dare to think that Waldmont would agree.

He has nothing worthy of this person's concern. He is poor and white, so there is no need to pay so much for him.

"The reason—" Waldmont caught a glimpse of the imprint on the back of his hand, "Didn't I tell you earlier that you would stay by my side."

Severus shook his head, "But we agreed before that, there is no need for you to promise my mother."

Or rather, Severus didn't think he was a Wardmont, he got so much from him.

He has never obtained anything, but what he is willing to give him is this dangerous person. From him, he has a goal, a hope, and even a shelter... What can he give him back?

This kind of transaction was very unequal, and Severus didn't think he had such charm, and he didn't think it was necessary for Wardmont to do so.Watermont has no such responsibilities and obligations, and there is no such relationship between them.

If you get a little, you will feel happy, but with so much, Severus panicked for no reason.

Maybe all this is his delusional dream, and when he wakes up, he will find that the world is still so bad.

Waldmont held Severus' wrist, the cub was too thin, holding Severus' wrist, Waldmont only felt bone-crunching.

The collision of the seal of the contract inexplicably soothed Severus' anxiety.

"Afraid that you've got too much?"

Severus couldn't answer.

"That's the end of your ambition? I thought about it early on, how much you pay, you will have to repay me twice in the future. Or do you not have this confidence?" Waldmont felt the reward given to him by the contract, it was amazing His magical relationship actually made him feel directly how twisted the child's entangled mind was.

"No, I'll do it!" Severus was terrified of being nice for no reason, and it would make him uneasy, lest the goodness be fleeting.But after Waldmont said so, his heart hanging in the air was settled.

"No matter what your mother said, or any 'additional conditions', you will still stay by my side in the end." There is no need for Waldmont to be dissatisfied with the result. For the problems that occurred during the process, just solve the people who made the problems happen. "Did you like the lamb chops tonight?"

Severus nodded, the lamb chops were tender and juicy, without any smell, and the taste was in line with his liking.

"That's good." Wardmont glanced at Severus's dinner plate, which was cut into squares, and each piece was almost the same size. Putting the chops back together, "I don't seem to have tried this kind of lamb chops, I want to try yours."

In terms of table manners, this is a very rude request, but Wardmont said it very naturally, and he didn't even let go of his hand.

Severus pushed the plate towards Wardmont, who liked it but didn't miss it.

Wardmont glanced at his right hand holding Severus' wrist, and motioned to Severus to look at his left hand holding the wine glass, showing that he didn't have a free hand.

Severus looked at the tablecloth in embarrassment, "You can let go..."

"Severus, feed me." Wardmont didn't want to hear rejection.

Hearing the request, Severus looked at Waldmont incomprehensibly, his black eyes flickered, and his overly white skin turned red.

"Teacher-student interaction, don't you even want to?" Waldmont just wanted to see Severus blushing and embarrassed on purpose.

Severus didn't go to school, so he didn't know if this kind of teacher-student interaction was real.But it seems that it is very common for relatives who have a good relationship to feed each other.

Thinking of what he had seen before, and remembering that Irene had fed him too, Severus was sure that this was indeed a way of communicating emotion.

Reluctantly picking up the fork calmly, Severus forked a piece of meat for Wardmont and brought it to Wardmont's lips.

Waldmont opened his lips, took the piece of meat in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it.

Holding the fork, Severus felt sore.

But Wardmont seemed to be having some fun at this point, letting Severus continue.

Throughout lunch, Severus' left wrist never left Waldmont's right heart, and Waldmont even enjoyed a midday feeding from Severus.Severus hadn't been able to eat a single morsel of food he had given him since then, and it was all Waldmont who fed him.

Severus' obedience, and the peace of mind the contract brought, Waldmont managed to feel better.

At least Irene is not in danger of her life.

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i want severus to feed me too

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