HP Paranoia and Antisocial

On the terrace, Wardmont and Severus sat on wicker chairs, basking in the rays of the setting sun.Wardmont's legs were so close to Severus's that they could even feel their warmth through the thin fabric.

The bright colors of the sunset dyed the terrace golden red, everything became thick and quiet like an oil painting, and time slowed down at this time.

The fine wind passes through the leaves of the grass and trees. In the evening, the tired birds return to the forest, and the picture comes alive at a few o'clock.

"I thought you would want to talk to me." Wardmont looked at the distant mountains, pondering the gold rims inlaid on them by the setting sun.

Severus stared at his knees, his expression hidden by his hair, like a grass growing in a dark corner, so lonely and gloomy.

"Mrs. Prince likes you very much. Including old Prince, he looks at you eagerly, just like Nagini staring at a tender steak." There was a bit of worry in Waldmont's eyes, but Severus No chance to see.

Severus's mood didn't get any better. What Waldmont said that the Princes liked him seemed to be something worthy of his happiness, but in fact, he didn't have a big reason for himself in this matter.

"You're doing well." Wardmont took out Severus' notebook from his pocket, zoomed in and flipped through it, "It's a lucky thing to learn to draw with Mrs. Prince, although she is not famous, but Her drawings are very good."

Even Wardmont had to admit that Mrs. Prince's painting, he could not do better than her.

Mrs. Prince's paintings of Irene flashed before Severus' eyes, and he saw Irene's paintings one after another. In the end, all these paintings were suppressed in his heart, and everything in front of him was finally dark.

Suddenly, Severus felt a pain in his jaw.His eyes lit up, and a cold hand brushed aside the hair covering his eyes, and then Severus saw Wardmont's face that belonged to "Maurice".

"Severus, my Severus, what are you thinking?" Wardmont lifted Severus's chin so that only his reflection was reflected in his eyes.

"teacher?"

"Who are you losing for?"

"..."

"You shouldn't be thinking about other people—when I'm in your presence." Waldmont was very upset, and this unpleasantness came at the moment he was about to use Severus to get close to the Princes, and Severus Les' current performance made him even more intolerable.

Enduring the pain, Severus stared at his "teacher", not quite understanding why he was so angry: "I was just thinking about Irene..."

"Not even her." Wardmont interrupted Severus, "You forget who you belong to? None of you should think about it without my permission."

While speaking, Severus was very uncomfortable being pinched by his chin, and turned his head to want Waldmont to let go, after all, Waldmont never thought about what he was going to do to Severus, worried that Severus would sprain his jaw, Then let go.But Severus lost Waldmont's weight, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he threw himself on Waldmont.

In desperation, Severus had to put his hand on Waldmont's chest, so that it didn't hit Waldmont's chest directly.But Severus wasn't that light-hearted kid anymore, he was also suffocated when he hit Wardmont.

Severus tried to get up in a hurry, but Waldmont forced him into his arms.Struggling unsuccessfully, Severus hugged Waldmont indulgently, instinctively wanting to rely on him.

"...She's my mother." Severus buried his face, his tone dull.

Eileen gave him life, she was the only one who was kind to him before Wardmont showed up.They depend on each other for life and have a deep relationship, how could it be possible to say that they don't want to and don't want to?

Severus' eyes were hot, and something hot and heavy was gathering in them: he was really trying to do all the tasks that Wardmont gave him, but he didn't want to do anything about Irene. less than.

Severus closed his hands little by little, grabbed Waldmont's clothes tightly, pressed his forehead against Waldmont's chest, tears soaked in the lapel of Waldmont's clothes one by one, wet them, and scorched Waldmont's heart .

Waldmont felt as if he understood something, why Severus was crying, and why he was depressed.

"Would she be happier without me?" Severus asked suddenly.The child's originally clear and tender voice was now unbelievably hoarse.

Wardmont sneered inwardly at Severus' "sentimentality", but didn't show it directly.Severus, who was immersed in sadness and self-doubt, didn't know what Waldmont was thinking. He said to himself: "If it wasn't for my poor control of magic power, let him find out that I can use magic, and my mother's identity as a witch will not be exposed.

"Before he knew we were wizards, he was actually fine. He would still be looking for a job and trying to make a living. Without me, maybe... maybe her life wouldn't be so bad..."

"..." Wardmont listened to Severus whispering in his ear, his expression became more and more gloomy.

After seeing everything about Irene, Severus began to doubt the meaning of his own existence, which made Waldmont very unhappy.And what Severus said reminded him of that Muggle woman who deserved to die [-] times. She believed in God, but she didn't really love the world. She was just a selfish old woman.

What is the so-called crystallization of love, no one knows better than him.The love produced by a moment of passion will not even have a shelf life longer than a cup of love potion.When selfish people can't bear the consequences, all their distractions will become an excuse for them to escape.

"Enough." Wardmont finished it all for Severus, "Her misfortune has nothing to do with you, Severus."

Waldmont very, very, very, very disliked Severus involving Irene's affairs with himself, "You have nothing to do with her, you belong to me, you should think of me. If I'm not happy, you That's why you should be so upset. When I think you're doing well, you should be content and happy..."

He gently raised Severus' face again, looking at the confusion and self-doubt in those eyes, he evoked a cool smile, "I didn't know that I was so irresponsible that you were always worried With someone you shouldn't think about."

"I..." Severus felt sorry for Waldmont who had high hopes for him.

Wardmont covered Severus' eyes with his hands, and he was upset to see: "Your little head with a poor imagination, you shouldn't be thinking about it. Anyone is responsible for their own choices, and you have no right to choose your own origin." , you naturally don't need to be responsible for her choice. Why don't you blame her for being so selfish and wanting to bring you into this world, but can't give you healthy love?

"You're not sorry to anyone, but that stupid Muggle man, and Irene Snape are sorry to you.

"Don't let me hear you blaming yourself for this again, or I'll just kill them." Wodmont said, laughing softly again, "Severus, mediocre people can't change their slippery To the track of destruction, and we should be singing in our own hell. You and I are here for what, you should remember. Don’t affect your achievement of your goals for unwarranted things.”

Waldmont always had such magic power that he could make anyone listen to him under any circumstances, and his "enlightenment" made Severus completely calm down.

On that day, Irene made him form a teacher-student relationship with Waldmont, and then he lived with Wardmont as a matter of course, enjoying everything that Wardmont gave him. What he can give to Wardmont is only Unreal future returns.But in the sense of the contract, it is true that he who failed to complete the return belonged to Wardmont.So Wardmont didn't ask too much, but he couldn't forget his mother—even though he knew that apart from blood relationship, it would be difficult for them to have any intersection in the future.

"The Princes are still waiting for you. It's time for us to say goodbye." Wardmont felt the wetness of his palms and gave Severus a little more patience.

Severus was not a crying child. During the hardest training, there were many bruises on his body, and he didn't cry out.I saw him cry twice, but it was almost the same reason.

Wardmont was sure he didn't like seeing him cry, much less if the tears were for someone else.

Soft-hearted, it really shouldn't be his emotion.

Severus responded with a "hmm".Wardmont helped him sit up and wiped Severus' face with a handkerchief.He used a little magic to dry his wet cloth and tidy up his messy skirt, but there was no better way to deal with Severus' red eyes.

"I'll listen to you if you say something," Wardmont said, stroking Severus' cheek.

Severus was a little confused: "Say what?" His voice was still hoarse, with a strong nasal sound.

"It's nothing." That's fine, the couple will see Severus as a lover - even though it is - Wardmont is not going to cover for Severus, take his hand and go Find the Princes.

As Wardmont expected, the Princes treated Severus as a sentimental child, and when they left, they dragged Severus to miss him.Waldmont took the opportunity to offer to borrow a book on the basics of painting so that Severus could practice at home.

The Princes immediately agreed that Mrs. Prince would give Severus the textbooks she had used in her previous classes, and sincerely hoped that Severus would write more letters to them.

Waldmont naturally agreed one by one.

After making an appointment for the next visit, Wardmont took Severus and left Prince's house.

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