[HP] This deer is not a deer
Chapter 85 Extra Story 5 - A Long Time Later
Extra Story 5 - A long time later
until much later.
Decades have passed.
Both Harry and Snape were getting old, but Snape was always by Harry's side.
They had quarreled and lost their tempers, but they were still together.
They moved from Spinner's End to Godric's Hollow, where the environment is quieter and more suitable for retirement.
Every day, they all watched the sunset in the yard together.
They were so old by this time that even Harry's appearance had changed.Harry specially grew a big white beard, which felt a little prickly to the touch, just like his hair was still prickly, so his hair was always short and messy. He looked a bit similar to Dumbledore back then, Sneak Poo suspects for a moment that Harry is trying to emulate the old psycho, and Harry doesn't deny it, it's just that his beard is too sticky.
Nothing like Dumbledore.
This made Snape, with his straight hair in a white cape, snort.
Almost everyone who passes by their house can see the two old people snuggling together every afternoon.
Harry would have a warm smile on his lips, and he would occasionally say hello to passers-by.Occasionally they look at each other tenderly, laughing and talking in a low voice, or are arguing. Occasionally, passers-by can still see them looking at the distant sky, leaning on each other.
Warm and quiet.
They looked at the scenery here again and again, but Harry and Snape still didn't tire of it.
Harry's green eyes, under the round spectacles, were still bright and alive, looking steady and deep with power.
And Snape was still stern and frightening, but as soon as Harry stood beside him, that feeling of repulsion disappeared quietly.
Snape just looked at Harry intently.
They lived every day in peace, no longer making troubles or making troubles like they did when they were young. Of course, Snape would not admit this, and it was usually Harry who caused trouble.
……
The early morning dimness finally faded, and the sun poured on the unopened chrysanthemums in the courtyard. They clustered and revealed the flower cores wrapped in layers. The brilliant golden color was Harry's favorite color, just like Gryffindor's.Harry was waving his wand slowly, showering the garden with meticulous care, and driving away the goblins who tried to reach for the petals, and Harry cast a protective spell on the chrysanthemums again amidst the goblins' curses.
He nodded in satisfaction, then put away his wand, looked up at the sunny sky, and stretched tremblingly by the way, Harry moved his arms and started stretching.
There was a sound in the room, and not long after, the door was pushed open, and Snape, who was also very old, came out.
He glanced at Harry, his hoarse voice was no longer as clear as before, but he still said sternly, "Be careful twisting your waist."
Harry grinned, he turned his head and walked slowly in front of Snape, he looked at the same wrinkled old man in front of him.
"Severus." Harry smiled warmly and walked forward slowly.
Cautiously Snape supported Harry who was walking slowly, Harry didn't pay attention to himself and the surrounding area of Snape's face, he kissed Snape's cheek softly, his beard brushed against Snape's face.
Snape frowned, his tall hooked nose made him look mean even as an old man, and he said meanly, "You should cut your beard... and, if you knew, you should know your Your legs are no longer flexible, and last night you were still yelling that you were cold and uncomfortable, you should dress more strongly..."
"I use a warming spell, don't worry, Severus, don't you still have you?" Harry smiled gently and calmly, comforting Snape.
It's just that Snape's mean mouth was still unrelenting, "I doubt that you will die before me."
"Of course," said Harry, laughing, his voice as husky as Snape's, smooth and soothing.
Snape moved his lips, but did not argue, his eyes did not fluctuate much, even calm.
For them at this time, death is not a distant and terrible thing.
He just squeezed Harry's hand tightly.
"We'll meet again in the world over there." Harry squeezed Snape's arm, which was also wrinkled and thin and no longer strong, with his unsteady hand, "But before that, we still have Time to enjoy the time slowly."
"If it wasn't for your love of trouble," Snape said.
"You know, Auror isn't a very safe job, but you didn't stop me, did you?"
"If it's useful to stop you."
"...Severus, I love you." Old Harry changed the subject, coaxing old Snape with a sweet temper.
"...I love you too." Snape was silent for a while before responding dryly.
Harry still kissed him.
"Are you so sure I can afford it?"
"We'll meet again, dear, and death is just another great adventure...I'll be there for you."
Yes, Snape was holding Harry... Snape didn't argue, he knew... Harry loved him, maybe more than he'd imagined.Snape couldn't bear to let him watch him die. Instead, Snape acquiesced to Harry's words.He was actually more afraid that Harry wouldn't be able to bear it.
"By the way, I'll send a letter to little Arnold."
Harry let go of Snape's hand, and he waved his wand, and the Patronus leaped from the tip of his wand, turning around in a silvery light, a majestic stag with a pair of beautiful long horns.Harry left a message to it and said to Arnold, "We have a party at the Burrow tonight, you know? Don't be late, dear Arnold. Oh, by the way, remember to bring your little Ida , and little Ivan..."
"Even if you don't remind them, they will know." Snape looked at Harry's Patronus and said, "And, you have to know that Arnold lives next door, so you need to use your stag to deliver the letter?"
"I like it." Harry smiled.
"I think you like to show off." Snape snorted, "Don't think that I don't know that your Patronus will walk around Godric's Hollow later, for fear that others won't see it."
"You can ask your Patronus not to follow," Harry retorted cheerfully.
Old Snape glared at old Harry, and said bitterly, "Your Patronus hasn't changed in your life."
"Of course." Harry smiled, "You don't either."
Snape also moved his wand, and the tip of his wand jumped out of a white doe, and circled around Harry's stag... It seemed an unexpected fit.
Harry looked at them with tender eyes.
Watch the silver doe land beside the stag.
"Quite right, isn't it?"
Snape snorted disapprovingly.
After a moment of silence, he said, "If you mean us, I think so."
"Then I don't agree with what you said." Harry smiled with eyebrows crooked.
Snape got angry, and with a flick of his wand, his doe ran out of the house in the lead, while Harry's stag ran out of the house behind.
Harry said proudly, "I still think they are quite right, worthy of being our Patronus."
"Drink the potion I made." Snape glared at Harry, and no longer entangled with Harry, he snorted and said, "I want to clean the house, just don't make trouble .”
"I can help catch the goblin."
"I don't like it when you keep them as pets."
"No," Harry retorted emphatically, "I didn't like them, don't you think they're ugly?"
"Gryffindor aesthetic."
"...Smelly bat."
"little bastard."
……
Harry still had a big smile on his face, and he blinked and teased the grumpy Snape amusedly, and it seemed that the older Harry was, the more childish he was, and he even liked bee syrup more now.
"Here's a Bibi multi-flavored bean."
"I thought it was your Gryffindor's bad taste. Like you, and that old Dumbledore." Snape said sarcastically, looking at Harry so calmly and intently.
With a wrinkled smile, Harry reached out to take Snape's hand, which was also full of age.
……
Until a long, long time later.
In the old room, Harry held Snape's hand.
He quietly closed his eyes and never opened them again.
Snape was very calm that day. He quietly looked at Harry lying on the bed, feeling his body temperature drop little by little until it turned cold.
He was quietly finishing all of Harry's things, but suddenly he looked much older.
All was quiet, and Snape arranged a gravestone for himself beside Harry.
He didn't immediately follow Harry.
Instead, quietly preparing, he made Harry's portrait himself before leaving.
He prepared a large picture frame for Harry, and Harry who was placed in the portrait opened his eyes and saw Snape.
Snape watched Harry wink at him in the portrait.
"Severus, my new home is really too big." Old Harry was rarely a little shy, "enough for you to live with me again... Oh, I guess this is what you planned, isn't it?"
The Harry in the portrait is still not the same as when he was young, but still the gray-haired old Harry Potter.
But old Snape looked at him with still nostalgic and focused eyes.
Later, Snape told their only adopted son that he must be in Harry's portrait after he died.
Every day after that, Snape would calmly go to Harry's grave to offer flowers, which were the red roses that Harry had given him back then.
He would stand there quietly, gazing at Harry's tombstone, calm but guarding their home.
……
After he also left, Snape lay beside Harry as he wished.
Their portraits were taken back to Hogwarts.
Almost every student who enters school can always see the naughty old Harry who is hanging around, and the old Bat Snape with a stinky face following him.
They are so dissimilar, yet surprisingly close.
Occasionally, students passing by their picture frame will find a line of small words written on the bottom of the picture frame: These two great wizards, they are lovers, please don't disturb them lightly.
The author has something to say:
There's more to come, calm down
until much later.
Decades have passed.
Both Harry and Snape were getting old, but Snape was always by Harry's side.
They had quarreled and lost their tempers, but they were still together.
They moved from Spinner's End to Godric's Hollow, where the environment is quieter and more suitable for retirement.
Every day, they all watched the sunset in the yard together.
They were so old by this time that even Harry's appearance had changed.Harry specially grew a big white beard, which felt a little prickly to the touch, just like his hair was still prickly, so his hair was always short and messy. He looked a bit similar to Dumbledore back then, Sneak Poo suspects for a moment that Harry is trying to emulate the old psycho, and Harry doesn't deny it, it's just that his beard is too sticky.
Nothing like Dumbledore.
This made Snape, with his straight hair in a white cape, snort.
Almost everyone who passes by their house can see the two old people snuggling together every afternoon.
Harry would have a warm smile on his lips, and he would occasionally say hello to passers-by.Occasionally they look at each other tenderly, laughing and talking in a low voice, or are arguing. Occasionally, passers-by can still see them looking at the distant sky, leaning on each other.
Warm and quiet.
They looked at the scenery here again and again, but Harry and Snape still didn't tire of it.
Harry's green eyes, under the round spectacles, were still bright and alive, looking steady and deep with power.
And Snape was still stern and frightening, but as soon as Harry stood beside him, that feeling of repulsion disappeared quietly.
Snape just looked at Harry intently.
They lived every day in peace, no longer making troubles or making troubles like they did when they were young. Of course, Snape would not admit this, and it was usually Harry who caused trouble.
……
The early morning dimness finally faded, and the sun poured on the unopened chrysanthemums in the courtyard. They clustered and revealed the flower cores wrapped in layers. The brilliant golden color was Harry's favorite color, just like Gryffindor's.Harry was waving his wand slowly, showering the garden with meticulous care, and driving away the goblins who tried to reach for the petals, and Harry cast a protective spell on the chrysanthemums again amidst the goblins' curses.
He nodded in satisfaction, then put away his wand, looked up at the sunny sky, and stretched tremblingly by the way, Harry moved his arms and started stretching.
There was a sound in the room, and not long after, the door was pushed open, and Snape, who was also very old, came out.
He glanced at Harry, his hoarse voice was no longer as clear as before, but he still said sternly, "Be careful twisting your waist."
Harry grinned, he turned his head and walked slowly in front of Snape, he looked at the same wrinkled old man in front of him.
"Severus." Harry smiled warmly and walked forward slowly.
Cautiously Snape supported Harry who was walking slowly, Harry didn't pay attention to himself and the surrounding area of Snape's face, he kissed Snape's cheek softly, his beard brushed against Snape's face.
Snape frowned, his tall hooked nose made him look mean even as an old man, and he said meanly, "You should cut your beard... and, if you knew, you should know your Your legs are no longer flexible, and last night you were still yelling that you were cold and uncomfortable, you should dress more strongly..."
"I use a warming spell, don't worry, Severus, don't you still have you?" Harry smiled gently and calmly, comforting Snape.
It's just that Snape's mean mouth was still unrelenting, "I doubt that you will die before me."
"Of course," said Harry, laughing, his voice as husky as Snape's, smooth and soothing.
Snape moved his lips, but did not argue, his eyes did not fluctuate much, even calm.
For them at this time, death is not a distant and terrible thing.
He just squeezed Harry's hand tightly.
"We'll meet again in the world over there." Harry squeezed Snape's arm, which was also wrinkled and thin and no longer strong, with his unsteady hand, "But before that, we still have Time to enjoy the time slowly."
"If it wasn't for your love of trouble," Snape said.
"You know, Auror isn't a very safe job, but you didn't stop me, did you?"
"If it's useful to stop you."
"...Severus, I love you." Old Harry changed the subject, coaxing old Snape with a sweet temper.
"...I love you too." Snape was silent for a while before responding dryly.
Harry still kissed him.
"Are you so sure I can afford it?"
"We'll meet again, dear, and death is just another great adventure...I'll be there for you."
Yes, Snape was holding Harry... Snape didn't argue, he knew... Harry loved him, maybe more than he'd imagined.Snape couldn't bear to let him watch him die. Instead, Snape acquiesced to Harry's words.He was actually more afraid that Harry wouldn't be able to bear it.
"By the way, I'll send a letter to little Arnold."
Harry let go of Snape's hand, and he waved his wand, and the Patronus leaped from the tip of his wand, turning around in a silvery light, a majestic stag with a pair of beautiful long horns.Harry left a message to it and said to Arnold, "We have a party at the Burrow tonight, you know? Don't be late, dear Arnold. Oh, by the way, remember to bring your little Ida , and little Ivan..."
"Even if you don't remind them, they will know." Snape looked at Harry's Patronus and said, "And, you have to know that Arnold lives next door, so you need to use your stag to deliver the letter?"
"I like it." Harry smiled.
"I think you like to show off." Snape snorted, "Don't think that I don't know that your Patronus will walk around Godric's Hollow later, for fear that others won't see it."
"You can ask your Patronus not to follow," Harry retorted cheerfully.
Old Snape glared at old Harry, and said bitterly, "Your Patronus hasn't changed in your life."
"Of course." Harry smiled, "You don't either."
Snape also moved his wand, and the tip of his wand jumped out of a white doe, and circled around Harry's stag... It seemed an unexpected fit.
Harry looked at them with tender eyes.
Watch the silver doe land beside the stag.
"Quite right, isn't it?"
Snape snorted disapprovingly.
After a moment of silence, he said, "If you mean us, I think so."
"Then I don't agree with what you said." Harry smiled with eyebrows crooked.
Snape got angry, and with a flick of his wand, his doe ran out of the house in the lead, while Harry's stag ran out of the house behind.
Harry said proudly, "I still think they are quite right, worthy of being our Patronus."
"Drink the potion I made." Snape glared at Harry, and no longer entangled with Harry, he snorted and said, "I want to clean the house, just don't make trouble .”
"I can help catch the goblin."
"I don't like it when you keep them as pets."
"No," Harry retorted emphatically, "I didn't like them, don't you think they're ugly?"
"Gryffindor aesthetic."
"...Smelly bat."
"little bastard."
……
Harry still had a big smile on his face, and he blinked and teased the grumpy Snape amusedly, and it seemed that the older Harry was, the more childish he was, and he even liked bee syrup more now.
"Here's a Bibi multi-flavored bean."
"I thought it was your Gryffindor's bad taste. Like you, and that old Dumbledore." Snape said sarcastically, looking at Harry so calmly and intently.
With a wrinkled smile, Harry reached out to take Snape's hand, which was also full of age.
……
Until a long, long time later.
In the old room, Harry held Snape's hand.
He quietly closed his eyes and never opened them again.
Snape was very calm that day. He quietly looked at Harry lying on the bed, feeling his body temperature drop little by little until it turned cold.
He was quietly finishing all of Harry's things, but suddenly he looked much older.
All was quiet, and Snape arranged a gravestone for himself beside Harry.
He didn't immediately follow Harry.
Instead, quietly preparing, he made Harry's portrait himself before leaving.
He prepared a large picture frame for Harry, and Harry who was placed in the portrait opened his eyes and saw Snape.
Snape watched Harry wink at him in the portrait.
"Severus, my new home is really too big." Old Harry was rarely a little shy, "enough for you to live with me again... Oh, I guess this is what you planned, isn't it?"
The Harry in the portrait is still not the same as when he was young, but still the gray-haired old Harry Potter.
But old Snape looked at him with still nostalgic and focused eyes.
Later, Snape told their only adopted son that he must be in Harry's portrait after he died.
Every day after that, Snape would calmly go to Harry's grave to offer flowers, which were the red roses that Harry had given him back then.
He would stand there quietly, gazing at Harry's tombstone, calm but guarding their home.
……
After he also left, Snape lay beside Harry as he wished.
Their portraits were taken back to Hogwarts.
Almost every student who enters school can always see the naughty old Harry who is hanging around, and the old Bat Snape with a stinky face following him.
They are so dissimilar, yet surprisingly close.
Occasionally, students passing by their picture frame will find a line of small words written on the bottom of the picture frame: These two great wizards, they are lovers, please don't disturb them lightly.
The author has something to say:
There's more to come, calm down
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