HP wanders to the end

Harry hadn't expected them to show up.

The moment he saw them, many things that should have been forgotten suddenly appeared in Harry's mind.

"Harry, have you encountered any problems?" Dumbledore asked gently.

In a flash, Harry took off the photo frame and led them to the Shrieking Shack.

"Where's Snape?!" Harry placed the photo frame opposite him, almost gnashing his teeth and asking.

He remembered everything.

Snape wasn't dead at all!

He is not dead at all!

Because of the pain, Harry's emerald green eyes became dark. The beautiful color of emerald was as cloudy as the moss growing in the ditch, and it was so thick that it seemed to sway with the waves of his eyes.

"Severus?" Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at the dark portrait of Snape beside him.

"How do I know where your bird will take him?" Snape's portrait darkened.

"Okay then," Dumbledore stroked his beard, "Harry, take out your wand and call for Fawkes."

Harry gritted his teeth and let out magic power at the sky.The wand of holly wood phoenix tail feather, its core is Fox's feather, and there is a unique feeling between them.

The two people in the portrait waited quietly, and Harry also waited with blank eyes.

It's always like this, turning corners when you don't expect it.

Fox's clear chirping sound woke Harry up.

This bird is so beautiful, its feathers are shining brightly, its spread wings and tail feathers are fluttering, as if it still has fire.

He almost begged Fox to take him to Snape.

It's just that Fox just flew around him, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"What does that mean?" Harry asked the portrait.

"It means...he is by your side." Dumbledore replied hesitantly.

Harry looked around, none of his finding spells were working, and he couldn't see where Snape was.

"Come out!" Harry didn't intend to continue playing the game of finding someone with him, and he didn't know if he would remember after he left here.So there is only one chance, if he doesn't come out, then all this will be over!

"You come out!"

"Snape, you coward!"

"You dare to appear in a dream, why don't you dare to come out in person?!"

"Seeing me fascinated by you, aren't you very proud?!"

"Snape! You bastard!"

"Why should I like you!"

"How dare you change my memory!"

"Why are you doing this!"

"Since you let me forget, why would you show up in front of me!"

"It's fun playing with me, isn't it?!"

"Snape! Get out of here!"

……

Harry fell to the ground slumped, Fawkes stopped in his arms, and the bird's beak gently rubbed against the side of Harry's face.

Harry tried to hug it, but Fawkes flew again by himself.

Harry looked up at it, and the tears from Fawkes' eyes fell right into Harry's.

In an instant, the world in Harry's eyes turned upside down.

He seems to be able to see the dust floating in mid-air, and also see some sporadic flickering points of light...

"You are here!" Harry didn't turn around, his hand just scratched back and grabbed the familiar hem of the robe.

The unavoidable Severus loomed.

Harry turned around vigorously, overwhelmed the nasty old man, and swung his fist at Severus' face. The fierce fist hit Severus in the face. Harry threw away his wand, and punched Severus. Fleurs' body.

Tears trickled down Severus' body.

"Snape, you bastard..." Harry choked up, grabbed Severus by the collar with both hands, buried his face in Severus' chest, and sobbed hard.

Severus folded his arms lightly, Harry's body trembled, but he didn't refuse.

Severus took Harry into his arms.

The two hugged quietly.

After a long time, Harry broke free from Severus' embrace.

"Did I have the dream, did you do it?" Harry's eyes fixed on Severus.

"Yes." Severus admitted with a slight movement in his throat.

"Is that feather yours?"

"Ah."

"The young you in the dream is not my imagination, but you."

"it's me."

"Why does he act like he doesn't know anything?"

"I blocked it on purpose."

Harry slammed his fist on Severus' chest again: "Why are you leaving again?"

"The connection of feathers is limited, and the energy is exhausted." Severus said with a dark face.

"Why didn't you come out when I was looking for you?" Harry asked again holding back his anger.

"I'm not sure, do you really want to see me." Severus pressed his chin against Harry's forehead, and in his black eyes, despite restraint, there was still joy in it.

"Why do you want me to forget you?!" Harry gritted his teeth.

He'd always liked Severus, but he didn't realize it until Severus was bitten in the throat by Nagini and was dying.So much blood, and those memories... He thought that Severus liked Lily, but he didn't know what he wanted, and it was the decisive battle at that time, he had no way to save Severus, he could only Tried to summon Fox, hoping to save him, but Fox didn't respond to him, time was running out, he went straight back to the battlefield with Hermione and the others.

When they came back, all he saw was Severus' "corpse".

He tried his best to find Severus, he and Ginny kept arguing until they broke up...he fell headlong into the pit named Snape.

It's just that when he wanted to confess to Severus, he forgot about him.

Severus didn't answer, he just pinched Harry's chin and kissed it hard.

Between lips and teeth, memories that did not belong to Harry flew into his mind.

Flying by, Harry saw a memory that belonged to Severus.

He knew what was on his mind, but they were tied to each other by too many insurmountable threads.He stopped his confession, he erased his memory, but he couldn't leave his side.What's more, it hurts Severus to see that he really forgot about him and spent his days in a daze.

"You can't do those things anymore." Harry said with red eyes, "commanding".

"Okay." Severus agreed.

"You're going home with me."

"it is good."

"Now we're going home." Harry clung to Severus, but didn't move.

Severus hugged Harry tightly, stood up, and with a wave of his wand, the frame flew towards Hogwarts by itself.And after he put a ignore spell on them, he took Harry back in this posture.

Harry clung to Severus, wrapping his legs around Severus' waist, hugging the man like he had the whole world.

He's not gentle, he's not considerate, he likes to make his own way...but he just likes him!

No, it's love!

——the end——