[HP] This deer is not a deer

Eight thirty.

Hermione took the Potion of Transfiguration and posed as Pansy Parkinson to trick Snape out of the office.

Five minutes later, Harry barged into the office.

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Ten minutes later, Snape rushed back from the Slytherin lounge!

The door of the office opened hastily, shaking empty, without any figure.

He quickly walked into the office, glanced at it, and immediately found that something was missing. The swinging door panel told him that the escaped person hadn't gone far...

The man immediately darkened his face, and quickly chased after him, but... what if Harry and Ron escaped!Snape didn't catch them, he turned his head and broke into the Slytherin lounge immediately, but at this time, Hermione had also slipped out of the Slytherin lounge.

They left no evidence for Snape, and Snape was pissed at them.

Until the next day, the three of Harry were a little uneasy when they saw Snape, and Snape kept looking at them with sinister eyes.

But he doesn't have any evidence does he?Harry walked slowly towards the arena, holding the bottle containing the parotid grass in his arms, although he felt really sorry for Snape... But at least he wouldn't be drowned, and he wouldn't be embarrassed.Harry silently apologized, knowing he was wrong.

On the day, the game passed smoothly.

All three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, the rumors circulating among the four colleges did not stop because of this, and the reason why Gryffindor's gemstone hourglass bottomed out was also asked by the students from the professor.

Professor McGonagall didn't tell the whole story. After all, there was no way to hide the rose-flooding incident in the cellar. Snape's deductions had to be explained to the professors.It was only after that... the rumors circulating in private had already completed the whole story.

It was revealed - including Harry giving Snape a Valentine's Day present and then viciously flooding the cellar.

Of course, the first half was supplemented by the Hufflepuffs, and the second half was obviously from the mouths of the Slytherins.

After all, that's not what Professor McGonagall said, she just said that Harry flooded the cellar, and then Snape's punishment was not reasonable, but!She sternly believed that Harry should be punished!

Plus, Gryffindor lost points back.

Because Professor McGonagall seriously thought that Snape's point deduction was unreasonable. In the end, Dumbledore intervened in the dispute between the two professors, but Gryffindor still paid fifty cents for this, because Harry really The two passages of the cellar were flooded, and his punishing confinement was not lifted.

Professor McGonagall called away Harry alone, just to speak to him about this particularly serious matter!

Inside the office.

Professor McGonagall had a slightly strange look on her face when talking about Snape, but she didn't quite believe that Harry really liked Snape.

"I think you should be clear... Potter, please don't say that I reprimanded you in public, although I know it's a bit too much," Professor McGonagall said seriously, "You shouldn't do these things because of some personal grievances." , so Gryffindor still lost fifty points because of you, but fortunately it didn't really bottom out."

"I'm sorry, Professor." Harry bowed his head.

... Everyone can guess that the rose was a gift from him to Snape.

Since the gift was given on Valentine's Day, the reason deserves to be subtle, even if Snape didn't say it explicitly, maybe even didn't say that he was giving him a gift...Professor McGonagall obviously guessed this too, But she seemed very suspicious of Harry's purpose.

Harry lowered his head silently, and was once again sternly warned by Professor McGonagall before leaving the office.

On the third day after the game, the rumors became more and more intense, which pulled the Gryffindors out of the pain of losing fifty points. No one continued to condemn Harry for losing points, because everyone Willing to look at him like watching magical animals.Harry didn't like the situation at all, and they kept asking him why he liked Snape anyway!

This annoyed Harry, how did he know why!Also, not everyone was even-tempered, and Harry found them annoying.

"Did you know? Harry and Snape were in the corridor that day...Harry jumped up and hugged Snape's old bat! He even kissed him on the mouth..." When Harry passed the corridor, Someone was talking loudly, and he turned his head to look over, only to find that the talking Hufflepuff student's eyes lit up, and he spoke even louder.

Harry stopped in his footsteps. He looked at the few people who were still talking, but they didn't stop talking. Instead, they boldly stared at Harry and asked him loudly, "Hey, Harry, how much do you like me?" That old bat? How's that for a kiss?"

The Hufflepuffs were looking at him a little strangely, but Harry wasn't surprised by it, or too used to it, because they always felt like they were stealing Cedric's limelight, especially his second. The next game...was too good again.

Ashamed to say it, Harry knew he was cheating.

But he really didn't want to be embarrassed, or simply drowned.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the other Hufflepuff continued to ask, looking at him with strange and sharp eyes, "Do you like kissing men so much?"

"—I'm not kissing you anyway!" Harry blushed a little.

"Then why are you kissing him?" He asked again immediately.

"So what if I like him!" Harry snapped.

"Snape is a man!"

Harry stared at them until those people were uncomfortable, and then said, "I like him because I like him—it's not because I like any of you! Kiss is not kissing you!" Saying the last sentence, Harry directly When he yelled, the whole corridor heard it, and the whole corridor was quiet at this time.

After being yelled at by him, the Hufflepuffs were frightened and ran away in front of him in a hurry.

Harry sucked in his breath, his chest heaving, totally irritable, having these random questions over and over again, even though he knew he shouldn't be talking like that... Harry was a bit annoyed, but not terribly regretful.

That afternoon, the news of what happened in the corridor spread, and now, it became an open fact that he——Harry Potter fell in love with Snape!

This made Ron and Hermione who stayed beside Harry feel uncomfortable. The people around them were always chattering, or they were whispering something.

"Can't you bear it?" Ron complained to him. "You're making a fuss about it."

"I don't want to," Harry dropped the fork angrily. He didn't expect even Ron to say that about him, and said immediately, "If someone asks you strange questions in your ear all day long! Rita Skeeter is just as disgusting, don't tell me you can stand it!"

"Then you shouldn't do that either," Ron said emphatically. "Look, what if the professors find out? Maybe they'll fire you..."

"So you think I'm wrong too?" Harry snapped, although he knew Ron was right.He shouldn't do this, everything shouldn't be like this... But he really couldn't bear being criticized by his friends after being talked about by everyone, he thought they would at least stand by his side!

He said angrily, "Okay, if you think so, just ignore me!"

Ron choked with anger, glaring at Harry and trying to say, "That's not what I meant...you know..."

But Harry didn't say a word to him anymore, and kept eating his dinner with his head down. Hermione comforted him in a low voice, "It's okay, Harry, didn't you say that Professor McGonagall didn't believe you really?" Is it to give Professor Snape a gift? Besides, professors generally don’t know about rumors among students, you know, Ron is just talking nonsense, he just cares about you..."

Harry turned his head away from Hermione, and glanced inadvertently at Slytherin. He saw Malfoy turn his head and stare at him, and then looked away as if he had seen a ghost.

Looking away, Harry turned his head and looked at the faculty seat pretending to be unintentional. The whole hall was noisy and chaotic. The students below were discussing what the professors didn't know. Snape was sitting in the corner, still in the same position, with an expression on his face. With a dry and cold look, Professor Flitwick, who was sitting next to him, was talking to him in a low voice, but Snape's expression was not very good.

Harry lowered his head, chewed the food in his mouth forcefully, and kept blaming himself in his heart... But why, he always made a mess of things, didn't know how to hide all his thoughts, and always annoyed Irritable and angry, if I had a little more patience, if I kept everything under wraps...

This may be better.

Harry knew it in his heart, although Snape would never give him any response.

It's the same now, Harry gritted his teeth, and simply shook off the guilt in his heart, Snape still didn't like him anyway!Anyway, everything has been done by him!

Harry rolled his eyes and stared at Snape without blinking, until Snape turned his gaze back and gave him a vicious look, Harry flinched guiltily and quickly lowered his head.

When he looked up again, Snape had already left.

...should apologize to Snape, he thought silently in his heart, he knew he was wrong.

That night, Harry sneaked into the cellar.

The green-eyed boy sneakily slipped a letter through the office door.

Severus, I didn't mean to, really, really, really, Snape, trust me and forgive me. (He also drew a pitiful expression on the back.)

In the dark, Harry turned his head silently, feeling that he seemed a little shameless... But, forget it, is that thing edible?

However, the next day, Snape didn't respond, and Harry only received a cold stare from Snape.

The next day, at night, Harry gritted his teeth and sneaked in again... leaving a letter: =3=Snape, I miss you very much today too, why are you ignoring me... Also, and, I love you. (He scribbled a few times on the letter paper in a mess and almost made a mistake)

Secretly stuffing the letter in the corner, Harry squatted on the ground and secretly hoped that maybe he didn't have to say it in person, and it didn't matter if he acted a little shameless?He nodded silently to himself, though—he seemed shameless all the time, but Harry himself didn't feel that way.

……

Snape didn't even appear in front of Harry the next day.

Harry thought and thought, he couldn't always meet Snape, maybe Snape stayed in the cellar all the time?

……

On the third night, Harry sneaked into the cellar.

He seemed to be completely shameless, but Harry faintly took it for granted, and even wished to kiss the envelope, if he could get the expected response.

After secretly putting away the 'love letter', Harry reluctantly left.

Dear Severus: Last night I dreamed that I kissed you =3= so you forgive me please?

Fourth day:

Snape... will you marry me?

The fifth day:

Once again, he pulled out the love letter from the crack of the door very smoothly. Snape lowered his head and stared at the handwriting like a cat's paw, as if countless arrows had been stabbed in his heart, several strange expressions on his face were twisted into a ball, and he quickly fell into a hideous state. the point.He turned his head, but intentionally or unintentionally pinched the wrinkled letter paper with both hands to make it neat and smooth.

Day [-]:

In front of the office.

Harry crouched in the corner like a mouse in panic, he opened his green eyes that Snape 'hated' wide, showing a moving expression.

It's a pity that Snape couldn't bear his soft heart. He stared at Harry who was squatting on the ground and looked weak.

Harry had no choice but to continue sticking to the edge of the door panel stiffly, being replaced by Snape, and continuing to lift the 'protective cover', he first exposed his furry black hair, staring at his empty body covered by the invisibility cloak, then At that moment he was like a head floating in the air...found.Harry lowered his head sadly.

The quietness of the silence made people uneasy, and the man still let Harry 'freely' stay motionless and cling to the door panel without mercy.

Harry looked up, staring green-eyed at the man looking down at him.

"Very well..." Snape whispered slowly, pulled his hand, and the gleaming silver invisibility cloak fell softly to the ground, completely exposing Harry.

Snape moved his fingertips to caress the smooth and beautiful texture, moved his jaw slightly, lowered his head and squinted his eyes, curled up and almost squatted at his feet, Harry was stiff all over, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a sinister and pleasant smile .