Professor HP is not a pedophile

Since Harry came to the cellar, Severus's mood has become better and better. Although he still looks gloomy and terrifying in front of others, when he gets along with Harry, he always becomes gentle unconsciously.The little thing gradually felt his kindness, and was no longer so afraid of him.

Waking up every morning to hear the little thing say good morning, Severus felt that his life was easier than ever.Under normal circumstances, they will have breakfast together. As for lunch and dinner, since Harry still needs to communicate with friends, they mostly eat in the auditorium. Although Severus really hopes that the three meals are for two people, he also knows this requirement Still a bit too much.

The two of them didn't communicate much during the day, but at night, Severus would take a little time to help Harry with his homework, and then they would spend an hour or two in the potion room together, and sometimes Severus would Teach Harry how to make potions, but more often than not, the little thing will move the small bench and sit aside to help him process some potion materials, and he is very obedient and doesn't bother him.Although the two don't talk too much, the atmosphere is always very warm.As for physical contact, it is even more common. In order to let the little thing get used to his existence as soon as possible, Severus always intentionally creates some opportunities for contact, so that the little thing can get used to being with him in a subtle way. intimacy.It has to be said that without Lucius' bad ideas, Severus's chasing skills have improved a lot.

He could hear his little thing saying goodnight to him every night before going to bed, which Severus thought was the best day ever.

One night after taking a shower, he was sitting on the bed reading a book, when he suddenly heard the little thing in the bathroom "Oops", he quickly dropped the book and rushed in, only to see that the shower on the top of the bathroom was still spraying Water, the little thing closed his eyes tightly and headed a head of foam far away from the range of the water spray, but the clothes on his body were already soaked.

"Potter, what's the matter?" Severus asked gently as he walked over to turn off the water.

"When I washed my hair, the foam got into my eyes..." the little thing said aggrievedly.

Severus looked at the shower head that could never be removed given the little guy's height, wiped his eyes with a towel and wiped off some of the foam on his head by the way, "Okay, open your eyes Let me see."

The little thing opened his eyes, there were bloodshot eyes inside, and he looked very pitiful.

Severus got another wet towel, held his head down, and wiped his eyes lightly, "Don't close your eyes... Okay, does it still hurt?"

Harry snorted, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much..."

Severus put the towel aside, reached out to remove the shower head, and ordered, "Bend down."

"Huh?" The little thing blinked his big bloodshot eyes suspiciously.

Severus held his head directly and made him bend down, "Close your eyes." After confirming that he really closed his eyes, he began to wash his hair.

Harry was really shocked this time. The slender fingers inserted into his hair and rubbed it with moderate strength, which felt very comfortable.But what shocked him was not this, but "Professor Snape washed my hair"... He even suspected that he was dreaming.

It wasn't until Severus rinsed off all the suds for him and took a towel to dry his hair that he didn't realize it, and then he backed away a little timidly.

"Don't move!" Severus scooped him up with a big hand and pulled him back to him, focusing on brushing his hair.

Harry silently let him rub his head, staring blankly at the floor.He really didn't understand why Professor Snape was so kind to him again?When will it change back to the fierce look before?He was actually very wronged, and wanted to yell at the man behind him: "Can you stop changing things like this, don't treat me well and then take those good things back!"

But he still didn't dare.He knew from a young age that he could only endure many things, otherwise the situation would be worse than before.

"Forget it," he thought, "the professor can do whatever he wants, just think of it as paying off his father's debts, he always gets tired..."

Even though he comforted himself in this way, the child couldn't help but want to cry.He looked down at the water-soaked floor, tears rolled down and merged into the water on the floor, silently.

Severus, who was standing behind him, didn't notice it, and filled the bathtub with water after drying his hair, and said to him with a smile: "Mr. Potter doesn't need me to help you take a bath, does he?"

"Well, thank you, Professor, I can do it myself." Harry lowered his head in response.

Severus went out satisfied, he felt that the little things seemed to be less and less repulsive to him, which was a good sign.

Harry undressed and sat in the bathtub, staring at the closed door in a daze.After a while, he slowly bent his legs and rested his forehead on his knees.

By the time he walked out of the bathroom, his expression had returned to normal. Although his eyes were a little red and swollen, they were caused by the foam just now, weren't they?

"Good night, Professor." Harry said good night to Severus as he lay down on his cot, and curled up under the covers.

Severus watched him wrap himself into a cocoon and couldn't help smiling, "Don't bury your head in the blanket, it's not winter yet."

The little thing answered vaguely, poked his head out of the bed, turned his back to him, and then fell silent.

Severus happily put away the book in his hand, turned off the light and lay down, said goodnight to him as well, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the next few days, Severus found that the little thing didn't hide from him anymore, whether it was sitting next to him while reading a book, or holding his hand while teaching him how to brew potions, he didn't have that flinching feeling any more. reaction.

Severus was very pleased. According to his analysis, this change happened after he washed his little thing's hair, so he began to take the initiative to wash the little thing's hair every day.

Harry didn't know if it was from the heart or something else, but it was good that the kid was lusting after it, and the pressure was mounting because he didn't know when Severus would take it again. Take it back.After a few days, the little thing lost a lot of weight, and the little flesh on his cheeks that he raised during the summer vacation disappeared again.

Severus felt very strange, because the little thing had three normal meals, and his work and rest were also normal, and he seemed to be in a good mood, so why did he lose weight all of a sudden?For this reason, he specially boiled fruit-flavored nutritional potions for Harry, but it still had no effect.

For this reason, he also wrote to ask his only two friends who had raised children, the Malfoys, and both of them said that it was because Harry was growing up, and boys always looked thinner when they were growing up. son of a bitch.Severus observed and found that Harry had indeed grown a little taller, so he was relieved.

The escaped Death Eaters hadn't been caught yet. They seemed to have disappeared without a trace since they escaped from Azkaban.However, both Dumbledore and Mrs. Lockhart thought that they were planning some big move. Under Dumbledore's instructions, the professors, portraits, and ghosts of Hogwarts were secretly on guard.Severus had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he hoped that the Death Eaters would be caught quickly, and on the other hand, he hoped that Harry could stay in the cellar longer.

Time passed slowly like this for more than a month.

Severus finally found out what was wrong with Harry. His little thing seemed to be too silent. He used to ask him questions about his studies, but recently he always talked to Draco, Neville and his two Lavins. Crowe friends hunkered down in the library and often returned to the cellar very late.I used to give him a smile occasionally, but recently I can't see him smiling at all.

He couldn't help but began to reflect on whether he had done something wrong, but after much deliberation, there was no result.But he didn't know how to ask, so he tried his best to be gentler with him, but it didn't work at all.

After entering October, the weather began to turn cold, and it began to snow outside at the end of the month when Halloween was approaching.Since Harry had grown a bit taller, last year's clothes didn't quite fit, so Severus measured the little one while he was sleeping, and sent Madam Malkin a mail order list, which he picked up the next day. Several sets of winter clothes arrived and were brought in front of Harry.

"For me?" Harry asked in surprise.

Seeing that he finally had a clear expression, Severus breathed a sigh of relief, "I see that your clothes are not suitable anymore, so I bought you a few more, and you can wear more when you go out to class."

Harry was silent for a while, and then said dryly: "Professor, I can buy it myself..."

Severus hung the clothes in the closet directly, leaving only a light blue overcoat, and put it on for Harry himself.

Harry let him play in silence, looking down at the floor.

Severus couldn't help sighing, took him to sit down on the sofa, and asked softly as if afraid of frightening him, "What's wrong with you?"

The little thing shook his head and smiled at him: "I'm fine, professor."

Severus was completely at a loss what to do, he couldn't bear to push him, and he was very worried about his situation.

There was an awkward silence between the two until Dumbledore's head appeared in the fireplace.

"Severus, I need you to come to my office, I have something to discuss with you." The old man disappeared after leaving this sentence.

Severus looked at Harry who was still silent, and got up helplessly and stepped into the fireplace.