[HP] This deer is not a deer

Extra Story 7-03

The child was held by Harry's hand and pushed forward.

He bit his lips nervously and nervously, and whispered, "...Hello, sir."

"I guess he's a wizard too?" Snape looked down and turned to Harry, who didn't ask Harry where the kid came from for a moment.

"Well, yes." Harry spoke first, and the child's eyes were a little confused, and Harry continued to talk to Snape, "My work is almost done, the people over there have taken the bait, the net catcher The work doesn't require me to do it."

Then, with a wink, Harry said cheerfully, "I can finish things here and go home."

Snape snorted softly, and Harry leaned over briskly, reaching out to hug Snape.

He nuzzled Snape's cheek affectionately with his lips, the momentary pleasure made Harry so relaxed that he forgot to be considerate of others, Snape glanced at the thin child who was still standing there.

Harry was rubbed on the head by Snape, and he suddenly remembered that there were others present.

Although he is still young...

Anxious Arnold looked at them with wide eyes.

It's just that compared to surprise, there is more envy in that gaze than other emotions.

Harry turned his head to look at the envious Arnold, he let go of Snape's hand, bent down and rubbed the dull golden head, and asked carefully and softly, "Do you want to go back with us?"

"Go back?" the child whispered anxiously.

"To our house," said Harry gently.

He moved his lips, "...I..."

"As long as you want," Harry said softly, "you can."

Arnold bit his lips nervously, but Harry's words still made his cheeks flush with joy.

He nodded cautiously, and then watched Snape carefully with a little fear. Snape's cold and indifferent expression made him uneasy.

"He'll agree," Harry said with a soft chuckle.

Snape didn't deny Harry's behavior, he just squinted his eyes, grabbed Harry by the back collar, and pulled him up.

Harry turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Snape raised his eyebrows. He didn't think Harry and he needed to discuss the children more than anything.

"Unfortunately," said Snape deliberately, "although you would like to come home with me."

Harry's eyes widened... something was wrong?

"—But obviously I didn't say that I was free to accompany you back." Snape dragged out his tone, and then he said at a faster pace, "You must know that I have something to do when I come out, although it is an extra task ...Harry, don't think that you are the only one who is busy at work, now I think you have to go home by yourself first."

He bowed his head and kissed Harry's forehead, happily under Harry's stare, Snape let go of his little lover, and then slowly crossed the door, "Okay, I've found you, although That's not my original mission, though occasional private actions never get in the way of business."

"..." Harry stared helplessly at Snape who had abandoned him.

Snape stepped over the door...and disappeared.Harry snorted to himself, mean old bat, petty revenge!

In fact, he...Harry wanted Snape to stay, to his annoyance.

He was tangled, because Snape's official business hadn't been completed yet.Harry stared at the door panel, finally getting a taste of being left alone under Snape's deliberate little revenge.

Harry insisted that he wasn't overwhelmed by it.

……

The next day, work is over.

When Harry returned home, he was only welcomed by two owls——

Maybe not.

"Long time no see, Hedwig... Ah! Don't bite me!—Don't be angry." Harry had just entered the door and greeted Hedwig, and Hedwig jumped up and stood on Harry's shoulder, fiercely Pulled Harry's hair.

Harry begged, "I'll make you some warm lamb chops."

He was still holding Arnold, and Arnold looked curiously at Hedwig who was standing on Harry's shoulder, while carefully surveying the surrounding environment. It seemed that the inconsistency between the exterior and interior of the house surprised Arnold, and he held Harry tightly. sleeves.

Harry hesitated and carefully placed Arnold in the living room. In fact, he was also worried. He is not very good at taking care of children?

"You can take a look." Harry asked Arnold to sit on the comfortable sofa in the hall, called for teacups, and went to prepare warm tea.

He gave Arnold one of his favorite Quidditch books.But Arnold was more curious about the surrounding environment. He stared at Hedwig in front of him, and then looked at another owl that was slightly smaller, and the little owl jumped directly on Arnold.

Arnold carefully pushed the little owl flapping its wings.

"I think it's Severus' new owl. You can let him play with you if you like, that's fine," said Harry.

Arnold carefully stroked the owl's soft feathers, while Harry sat next to him drinking hot tea. He and Arnold sat in the hall for a while, and Harry turned on the TV, and he randomly ordered a program that children would like.In fact, Harry didn't know how to get along with children. Harry was careful, he was a little afraid of scaring Arnold who closed himself.

Although he and Arnold have been together for a month.But in fact, Harry didn't say a few words to Arnold.

There were only Harry and Arnold in that hidden stronghold. Occasionally Harry would bring other Aurors over, but Arnold's reaction was horrified, and Harry stopped letting him see other people.

Harry just wanted the wary, thin kid to settle down.

The child has no name.

He called the boy Arnold.

In the beginning, it took a whole week for the child to slowly accept Harry's existence.Although Arnold is still vigilant.Harry sensed that the child liked the name a little, at least Arnold responded when Harry called him.The point is, Arnold doesn't really like to talk to anyone.

Half a month later, Arnold looked at him with vigilant eyes, even if he was confused and a little worried.

As for bringing Arnold back, it was Harry's sudden idea. Originally, he thought it would be better to hand Arnold over to others. ...just that Harry was looking at Snape who was beside him.

It occurred to him that maybe they could too—adopt Arnold.

Moreover, Harry, who was sitting at home at the moment, turned his head to look at Arnold who was carefully drinking hot tea beside him.

A small smile appeared on Arnold's face, but he still looked wary of his surroundings.

This made Harry's movements lighter, and he still remembered the first time he saw this child... He was abandoned in a corner of the alley, covered in bruises, an old alcoholic was stuck in the throat by a blown wine bottle , The bright red all over the ground makes the rain cloudy.

And the child was beside him in a coma.

Harry was attracted by the violent cracking sound, and the child was already unconscious.Later, Harry inquired in many ways, and he knew that the man was the father of the child.Later in Harry's careful questioning, he learned that Arnold had no impression that he might have killed his biological father.

The kid doesn't trust anyone, but he seems to have a special attachment to Harry who gave him warmth for the first time.

At the same time, Harry noticed that Arnold cherished those clean and warm food and clothes so much.This made Harry like to prepare any warm food for him, and Harry even went to the Muggle supermarket to buy clothes for Arnold.

Harry wasn't sure he understood what Arnold was thinking, he had just had an unhappy childhood and wasn't really starving.Now that Arnold met him... Harry really hoped that Arnold would have everything he deserved at his age.

Maybe that's why Snape tolerated him taking in a child.

Harry looked at the child with gentle eyes, which may be... the reason why he suddenly wanted to let the child who liked him stay.

Of course, Harry was still not sure if he should really keep him?

……

Back home that day, Harry temporarily placed the child in the vacated study room. The child was still young and didn't need a big bed.

After two days of peace, Arnold also adapted to the new environment.

Harry commutes to and from get off work on time every day. By the way, pay attention to the quiet Arnold. Arnold is very well-behaved and hardly causes trouble for Harry.This reassured Harry a little, but Snape wasn't home these days.

This made Harry, who was lonely and abandoned for three days, feel a little depressed.He finally felt a little bit of... Snape's intentional revenge on him.

Harry, who was deliberately revenged by Snape, bit the bed sheet alone at night, thinking of the mean old bat over and over again.In addition, Harry was still thinking anxiously and alone, how should he arrange for this child...

Another day passed.

Snape finally came back, and Harry happened to have time off for the day.

Harry sprinted down the stairs and threw himself on Snape, who was still cold with his bare feet.

"Pretty enthusiastic." Snape commented on Harry, who was cold as he pushed Harry away.

Snape took off his cloak and put it on the hanger. He was pulled into the hall by Harry, and Snape saw the child huddled beside the stairs.

Harry turned his head and waved to the child, "Arnold, come and sit here."

Arnold, who was a little nervous, sat down on a corner of the sofa with his hands tied.

Snape bowed his head and kissed Harry, "I'll take a shower first, it's getting colder outside."

Harry squinted and nodded, delighted at Snape's return.

They nestled comfortably at home that day, and didn't do anything special. They just leaned together and chatted on the sofa, or comfortably enjoyed the warmth and entertainment programs on the TV. Of course, Arnold was also there, getting along a little Come down, finally let Arnold relax a little.

Although he was still afraid of Snape.

The cooing little owl was jumping around on the edge of the sofa. Harry turned his head and looked over. The little owl flew towards Hedwig who was standing on the table. He took advantage of Hedwig's inattention and climbed onto her back.

Hedwig fluttered her wings angrily and cried out loudly.

"Your new owl," Harry pointed, "what's his name?"

Snape raised his eyelids.

Harry said, "Don't you have a name yet?"

"Then it's called Googie," said Harry casually, "Googie."

"Guji~" the little owl called, and he seemed very happy with his name.

Hedwig looked at him arrogantly, and flew back to the cage to take a nap without paying attention.

Harry watched curiously for a while, and the little owl followed Hedwig and flew away again, flopping and sticking to Hedwig, but Hedwig didn't like him very much.

"The owls you bought are male and female?"

"...I thought there was no need to pay attention to this kind of issue." Snape pursed his lips.

"I think he likes Hedwig very much?"

Little Guji wanted to bite Hedwig's feather affectionately, but was sent flying by Hedwig's wings.

"...they still need to get along," said Harry.

Snape was expressionless and would not comment on this.

……

That night, Harry watched Arnold lie down on the bed in the study, turned off the lights and went back to his bedroom.

Snape had already squinted his eyes comfortably, leaning against the head of the bed to read the letter, Harry crawled into bed and sighed comfortably.

"About that kid," said Snape, "what are your plans? I guess there's something wrong with his origins?"

"Yes, he's an orphan, with Muggle parents, but his father is dead and his mother abandoned him," said Harry hesitantly. "Maybe... we can adopt him? Or give him Someone else is better?"

Snape raised an eyebrow and said softly, "Adopt?"

"I know...it seems unlikely." Harry shrugged, and then, Harry seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said, "This is not urgent, we have plenty of time to think about it, uh—"

He turned to look at Snape, and Snape raised his eyebrows. He knew that Harry must have made the same decision in the end, but Harry's sudden seriousness made Snape feel weird.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Well... I just wondered," Harry asked uncomfortably, "that we're... time to get married?"

This topic made Snape pause, he put away the book in his hand, he turned his head to look at Harry who was biting his lip, Snape felt a subtle pleasure rising.

"If you think you can," Snape said quickly, with dry lips and not much to say, "of course."

Harry writhed in the bed, stomping on Snape's feet, Snape's body fell into the bed, and he hugged the troublesome Harry with his back.Harry muttered under his breath, "Ron, Hermione, Fred, George..."

Saying so, Harry pushed Snape away, reached out for his wand to summon the paper, waved his wand, and let the automatic quill record, "Fred, uh, after all, the Weasleys, who else? Lu Ping, Tonks, Sirius..."

"If you're sure." Snape glared at Harry as the list grew longer and longer.

"Oh, yes, Luna! I almost forgot, and...Kingsley..." Harry patted his head, "I'm going to ask Mrs. Weasley for help!"

Snape was sullen, he listened to Harry's list, very good, even the Minister of Magic appeared on the list, Snape said humbly, "Maybe you are short of a team of reporters."

"Really?" Harry said, really thinking about it, he wondered, "But don't you hate those guys? I don't either...but if you want to—"

"No," Snape refused, twitching his nose, "I thought, you just wanted to have a small wedding with me?"

"Yes, of course," said Harry.

"Your list," Snape reminded.

"Um..." Harry hesitated, "too long?"

"Enough for a grand banquet," said Snape, wriggling his nose.

"But I have to ask them," said Harry.

This was not at all what Snape expected, and he watched dryly... Harry turned his head and threw him aside, ignoring him.

Then, Harry continued to count the names... Snape frowned, he definitely didn't think he should drag Harry around like an idiot in front of a group of irrelevant people.

but,

If Harry wanted to...

Snape found dryly that he couldn't refuse.

He can only imagine the terrible scene that is coming, and then...continue to wait for this disaster to come.

Although, Snape didn't necessarily dislike such disasters.

He was only slightly dissatisfied with Harry's arrangements.

He would never admit that there was actually a little... expectation in his heart.

---

A week later, this absurd wedding took place before Snape's eyes.

Harry was, as always, in the spirit of Gryffindor, and the wedding, led by female characters such as Harry and Mrs. Weasley, arrived in a hasty and chaotic way to the wedding day.

……

The day was sunny, but Snape's dry face was expressionless, he was being pulled a little stiffly by Harry, both of them were wearing the same dress.

The entire wedding venue was full of people, many people Snape didn't know well, and many familiar ones, people from the Order of the Phoenix, people from the Ministry of Magic... and Harry's relatives and friends.

What was originally a small wedding has completely become a grand event that attracts everyone's attention.

The wedding scene was full of beautiful balloons and flowers. Harry stood beside him and giggled, while Arnold was temporarily handed over to Mrs. Weasley. The thin child looked much ruddy, and his eyes were wide open. Looking enviously at Harry and Snape standing together.

Harry tugged at Snape's arm, which seemed a bit awkward, but harmonious.

Snape kept turning to look at Harry with great concern.

He didn't even refuse Harry's affection, even though he thought Harry's smirk was idiotic.

Nothing special.

Except for the fact that there were too many people attending this wedding, it was so ordinary.

There isn't even much to attract attention, of course, if it's the reporters... this is the wedding of the savior!

Unfortunately, those present were all Harry's acquaintances, whether they were surprised by Harry and Snape's wedding or not, they were all present to bless them.

Get rid of the sullen and drunk Sirius, who was dragged away by Lupine.

Everything that happens here is so funny...and heartwarming.

Arnold, who became a corner of the background, was also warmed... There was a hint of longing and envy in his eyes.

The people here are nice.

And he won't be repelled, no longer just a lone monster.

Arnold stood aside, looked at Harry and Snape, watched Snape lower his head and kiss Harry's lips, there was laughter all around, Fred and George whistled especially loudly, Harry was confused by the booing around flushed.

... He never knew that there were such beautiful things in this world, Arnold looked enviously, in his only and long memory you, there is only a cold home, mother's cursing, and a father who despises and hates him, he is their The monster in the eyes.He has no name.

However, suddenly one day, when he woke up, he found that he had stayed in a warm place.

The green-eyed stranger gave him food and clothes, and of course, he was now Uncle Harry.

Arnold cherishes such days, even if he can only enjoy them for a while.

Uncle Harry named him Arnold.

The first time he saw Snape next to Uncle Harry, he knew that this man was different from the others.Besides, Mr. Snape looked even more frightening to him.

Moreover, at the very first meeting, Uncle Harry kissed Mr. Snape in person.

This made Arnold's eyes widen at the time.

Perhaps he vaguely sensed that this more ordinary person was a little different, but...the feeling between Uncle Harry and Mr. Snape was so warm, which made Arnold who was standing by the side feel warmed in his heart.

At that time, he only felt extremely envious.

That warm feeling...he had never felt it in his life.

He likes them.

Arnold thought so.

So he was careful not to be hated by them.

As it is now, Arnold is at the wedding of Uncle Harry and Mr. Snape, which makes Arnold have a kind of hope, maybe this is his extravagant wish, Arnold just thinks, he really hopes to stay in their Around... No, Arnold felt that he was too greedy, but just looking at the side now, Arnold felt that he should be very satisfied.

Halfway through the wedding day, Harry and Snape could finally get away and relax.

Arnold was seated next to Harry by Mrs. Weasley, and Snape was on Harry's other side.

Harry took a sip of his champagne, gasped and said, "I never knew weddings could be so exhausting."

"I thought that was what you were expecting." Snape sneered, reaching out for Harry's dessert. "Your list meant this to happen."

"I really didn't expect that... but I'm happy. Don't say you're unhappy, Severus." Harry smiled, and turned to Arnold, "How do you feel?"

Arnold, who was not good at expressing himself, mustered up his courage, "Very good."

"I'm happy living in our house, right?" Harry seemed to have something to say to Arnold, he hesitated and said, "Well, I mean, if you want, you can always live in our house, if you want if……"

Arnold listened to Harry's words, his eyes lit up, but he seemed a little confused and depressed, and he looked at Harry longingly.

"I mean." Harry paused, "You can be our adopted son?"

"Me?" Arnold's eyes widened. He froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously, as if afraid that all this was his fantasy.

Harry looked at Arnold quietly, and Arnold repeatedly opened his mouth and said, "I...can..."

"Of course." Harry smiled, stroking Arnold's furry head and said, "You are the adopted son of both of us."

Arnold glanced at Snape beside him, Snape didn't deny it, just looked at him with deep black eyes, and nodded slightly.

Harry pinched Arnold and summoned his soul back, he was a little uneasy but said cheerfully, "Actually, I don't know how to be a father, um...then, you should call us...father."

"Father, father." Arnold stammered, his eyes widened in panic and joy.

Harry smiled and stretched out his hand to mess up his golden hair... Arnold raised his head vaguely, his sight was blocked by Harry's arm, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed, Arnold didn't even realize that he couldn't restrain his sincerity laughed out loud.

But the feeling at this moment will remain deep in his heart forever.

Until Arnold grew up, every time he thought of this moment, he could still recall it clearly.

The palm on the top of the head was ironed... It was very warm.

The author has something to say:

Always reminded of Christmas, Spring Festival, Valentine's Day, various festivals... →_→ Originally, the author did not intend to write about marriage (the wedding was completely ignored, and it was only when I was reminded that I suddenly realized).I read the comments before and it seems that everyone is looking forward to it →_→ so I added it anyway.

→_→I always feel that the author is writing something that violates my three views, hey...well, forget it, it’s pretty sweet anyway.In fact, the author himself has no feelings for weddings... well, but the snarry wedding in the article is quite sweet