Yan Bai of HP

in the cellar

The flame in the fireplace was burning brightly, and there was a crackling sound. Harry's body, which had been blown cold by the night wind, finally felt a bit of warmth. He took out the shrunken luggage from his pocket, restored it to its original shape, and put it in the corner. Haha Leigh squeezed the space between his brows wearily, and went straight into the bathroom.

After closing the door, seeing his figure in the mirror next to him, he closed his mouth wisely and took off his clothes. The wound was soaked in hot water and caused a stinging pain. Harry let out a breath and relaxed his body.

【Master, are you tired? 】

【fine. 】Most of the body is scratched and bruised, not serious, the space in the car is too small, Noah has minimized the damage, otherwise he will be even worse.

【It would have been nice if Noah had discovered the monitoring of the Marauder's Map, and the master would not have been threatened by that person. 】【it's not your fault. 】The Marauder's Map is a tool that is against the sky. With the IQ of those lions back then, I'm really curious how they fiddled with it. [Anyway, no matter how powerful the Marauder's Map is, it will be ours from now on. 】This is a deal, if George Weasley dares to go back on his word... Harry's brow exudes a chill, he promises that the twins will have a very 'pleasant' campus life.

The water around his body was already a little cold. Harry stood up, raised his hand, and wrapped Snape's black bathrobe hanging on the wall around his body. Outside the bathroom door, there was a rapid opening and closing sound. Harry heard someone coming There were hurried footsteps, knowing that Snape was in a hurry, he opened the bathroom door with bare feet.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Snape's sullen face exuding an angry breath. The man gritted his teeth and looked at the boy who came out of the bathroom. The anger in his eyes burst out like a fire, "Your shoulder What is that on it, a decoration? You have already delivered the letter, why can't you wait for someone to pick it up, is it exciting to fly to school in a car? Is it worth showing off? You bloody little bastard!" Why If you don't send the letter to him directly, you don't trust Dumbledore. Why does he have to wait for the old man to read the letter before he can learn the content? Is he so untrustworthy? !

Harry looked at the furious man, and saw the injury in his eyes through those jet-black eyes that were glowing with fire. Harry subconsciously reached out to hold Snape's big hand, and looked into his mouth seriously. Yan Mou, "I'm sorry, Professor, it was not my intention to come to school in such a dangerous way, there are really many reasons."

Snape laughed mockingly, "Then, great savior, please explain to me the reason why you traveled almost half of England in a car modified by magic." With harsh words on his mouth, Snape Greedy for the warmth of the palm, unwilling to let go, and dare not hold it too tightly, so can only be stiff.He lowered his head slightly, just in time to see Harry's scars exposed from the large bathrobe, and the white insteps on the ground, Snape frowned, picked Harry up from the ground, put him on the sofa, and did it himself opposite.

"Okay, let's talk." Raising his hand slightly, several bottles of potions flew onto the coffee table.

Harry sighed in his heart, leaned on the sofa, and recounted what Dobby said and did, but when he was threatened by Weasley to get into the car, he lightly covered it up, saying that he was afraid of missing him There was no one waiting for the sorting ceremony.

Sure enough, Snape didn't ignore other things, and focused all his attention on the house elf.

"That house-elf named Dobby belongs to Lucius's family?" Snape asked, frowning.

Harry nodded, he didn't mind telling most of the truth to Snape.

"It tells you that Hogwarts will be dangerous this year, related to the Dark Lord, so it wants to prevent you from going back to school?"

"That's right." Harry nodded. In fact, when he was reading the original work, he felt a little strange. Did Dobby know too much? Whether it was the Chamber of Secrets or the Horcrux, it seemed to know something. Lucius should It's impossible to always talk about these things in the study, and he doesn't think Lucius knows much about the Dark Lord's Horcruxes. Every Horcrux is related to the Dark Lord's eternal life. With his suspicious nature, Even Malfoy, he wouldn't reveal half of it.

At most, Lucius discovered the change in the Dark Lord's personality, and had a vague guess from some signs.

Snape on the opposite side was deep in thought, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the handle of the sofa. After a while, he looked at the boy opposite him, "I'll find out about this matter, remember, don't act privately for me, do things Use your brains!" Snape glanced at the whitish abrasions on Harry's body, and he pushed the potion on the table forward, "Drink the potion for me .”

Harry smiled wryly in his heart, and obediently drank all the potion. Snape took out the bottle of scar removal potion again, "Sit here." Then, he poured out the potion in the bottle and applied it on the boy's scar superior.

The boy breathed lightly close to his ears, the ointment on his fingers spread slowly on the boy's face and cheeks, Snape's lips were already pursed into a straight line, and the body standing so close seemed to be embraced by him , raised his hand to roll up the sleeves of the bathrobe, Snape took out another bottle of potion, applied it on the bruised elbow, and rubbed it vigorously.

Harry frowned, the tingling pain from his arm made his unhappiness that had calmed down rise again, just kicked, it was really cheap for Weasley, he should let George Weasley see the essence of Chinese martial arts , know what Foshan Wuyingjiao is!

The bruises melted away quickly. Harry lowered his arm, raised his hand and untied the waistband of the bathrobe. The almost naked body in front of him made Snape's breathing stagnate and his whole body stiffened. The man tried his best to focus on the boy. As soon as he touched his neck, he shouted angrily in a low voice, "What are you doing?!"

"Apply the medicine." Harry paused, and looked at Snape suspiciously. Didn't he say that he would give him the medicine? How could he do it without taking off his clothes? Speaking of which, if it wasn't for the previous experience, he It would not be so easy to take off. It seems that his attitude towards the man in front of him has become closer unconsciously. How did this change start? Was it his sincere concern when he found the man awkward, or the silence between the two of them? But they get along with each other tacitly, or, the deep but warm hug in that alley, I can't remember clearly.

No matter what kind of setbacks he had in the past, he broke through by himself. He never relied on others, and always relied on those around him. However, this man made him feel relaxed for the first time, and he also had a person behind him who could Relying on the backing, since it is a recognized companion, it is normal to take off your clothes and apply medicine.

Snape's hand holding the medicine bottle loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, those cruel pasts still lingered on the boy's body, traces of light pink spread all over his body, matched with fair skin and fresh wounds, carefully It seems that with a kind of incomplete beauty, it is attractive but also shocking.

Snape knew that his reaction was a little big, but last time he hadn't confirmed his feelings, how could he rationally face the boy's naked body now? Snape, who had been abstinent for many years, found himself almost panicked. Physical changes.

Those emerald green eyes looked at him quietly, with some doubts, Snape felt that the dark and despicable thoughts in his heart had been clearly seen by the boy.Suppressing the churning emotions in his heart, Snape quickly applied the potion to the wound, picked up the bathrobe behind the boy, and wrapped it tightly around Harry's body.

Those shallow traces reminded the man Harry once again of what happened to him before, and the sliver of lust that Snape produced was like being poured by a basin of cold water, chilling his heart, giving himself a slap in the heart, Snape Lifting his eyes slightly, he met the boy's eyes.

"Professor, I'll stay tonight." Harry straightened his clothes and said lightly, he was tired after a whole day of tossing around, and it was already evening, so he just slept right here, anyway, before It's not that he hasn't slept, Snape's bed is very big, his body is only 12 years old, he is thinner than his peers, and he can't squeeze him.

Snape reflexively wanted to refuse, but he caught a glimpse of Harry looking up with tired green eyes, it was already past twelve o'clock at night, the man pursed his lips and nodded silently.

Harry walked directly to the bedroom, stretched out his hand to lift the black curtain, Harry turned his head to meet the man's empty black eyes, and frowned slightly, "Professor, let's rest too, isn't there class tomorrow?"

Snape sneered, "I'm not a kid who can stay in bed."

"Then pay attention to your body." Harry looked at the dark circles under the man's eyes with dissatisfaction. He worked unrestrainedly, and even with good potions, his body would be ruined. "Professor, sleep with me." If it drags on, it will be early in the morning, and tomorrow morning will be Potions class. If he still needs to make medicine, does this man need to rest?

Snape met the boy's firm eyes, and tightly pursed his lips, "You go in first." Seeing Harry's frown, the man continued, "I still have to take a bath, you go in first."

Harry's brows loosened, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, he lowered the black curtain, and walked into the bedroom, finally found a companion, he couldn't let this man die from overwork, it seems that he should pay more attention to Snape's living habits in the future. Getting into bed, Harry yawned and leaned back in, making enough room for Snape.

I don't know how long it took, in the haze, Harry felt the mattress beside him sag slightly, and the warm quilt that was thrown up let through a trace of air-conditioning, and was immediately put down again. Harry managed to open his eyes a little, and caught a glimpse of the man's dark body. His eyes were closed again in a relaxed manner, and he leaned aside, the warm body temperature of an adult man came, and Harry fell into a deep sleep amidst the warmth.

Snape was lying on the bed almost stiffly, the boy next to him snuggled up to his arm, the hot air of his breath lingered faintly around his neck, Snape stared fixedly at the ceiling, turned sideways carefully, The black eyes looked deeply at the boy's facial features like engravings. After a year, the boy's immature face opened slightly, showing a trace of youthful beauty, and there was still a faint indifference between his brows and eyes. Snape He stretched out his hand hesitantly, vainly encircling the boy's body.

But the sleeping boy squeezed into his arms, quietly leaning on his chest, Snape's lips trembled slightly, and it was lightly printed on the boy's soft hair, his arms slowly tightened, hugging Holding the body in his arms, Snape closed his eyes.

How could he be willing to stay away from such a close distance, he couldn't let go of his feelings for the boy at all, how could he hand Harry over to another man, Harry Potter, Snape said word by word in his heart Saying the boy's name, the congealed pain and the tenderness on his chest seemed to tear his heart apart.