[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

The future is unpredictable.

But Prince is real.

Snape chewed these two words, yes, indeed, as he said, the future is too slim for them - he designed his own death full of darkness, and then he can go to the dead Lily to make atonement ... However, this result involves the existence or disappearance of a child.

To say that it is impossible for Snape to be calm and calm to Potter, it is like asking the sea to be calm and stable when a hurricane blows across the sea, but there is also a good thing, that is, facing Harry? Savior? Potter, Snape could make himself try to think that he was still Lily's child - but, Lily's child, and he would be with Lily's child... It would be worse for him than killing him uncomfortable!

So Snape had two paths in front of him, but he had already agreed to Prince, which meant that there was only one path to go—I thought it would be difficult for the savior to handle, but he didn't expect... He raised his eyebrows. That remark... He felt that it should not belong to an "upright" Gryffindor—yes, don't underestimate a double agent, especially an excellent double agent's ability to obtain information, only a few words or clues He would be able to get a lot of information——Harry? The savior? Potter's words, the content revealed made him feel that this... the golden boy didn't seem to be really so... above board?

well.

Snape also felt that it should be said as the savior - even if they hated each other, it was very... normal to give Prince a chance to be born.And Harry, still going on...

"I don't know... don't know if I have a future, everyone tells me that I should fight with that... that terrible Voldemort... oh, sorry - fight that person, kill him, and become worthy of the name Savior……

"But, actually, I didn't know anything until I met Hagrid! I didn't have Hermione's brilliant mind or Ron's happy family—yes, Professor, you're right, I was arrogant and reckless...but ...I have to do this, or I have nothing - nothing!" Harry grew more and more excited, "Now, now Prince is mine - he is my kin, he is all I have ...you don't know...don't know how I face that snake-faced monster...I think I'm going to die!

"But I didn't... and then I faced the basilisk alone—ha, I'm a Parseltongue! That's a terrible joke, isn't it?" He scratched his hair, wishing he could get the fear out of him. No, "When the basilisk's teeth were on my arm, I really felt... I could just die like that - at least I saved Ginny... Ginny had parents and brothers who loved her... and I ... nothing but my aunt who hates me and my cousin who likes to beat me up... No! I have Prince now!" He stood up with a whoosh, and he was just as tall as Si, who was sitting on the chair. Nepe looked up, "Professor, I don't care what you think, but—I can't make Prince disappear! Yes! Absolutely can't..."

"Good, then, I think we've reached a consensus."

"Stop Prince... what did you say?" Harry spoke so quickly that he choked on his own spit.

"I mean, we've reached a consensus." Snape rubbed his brows, he needed quite a long time to digest the information he received today - including... what the savior said... about him Some... small problems of life.

"That is to say...professor, let's...at least in front of Prince, let's live in peace, and...since we want to live in peace, it's also for Prince, I think we should at least let go of our hatred for each other... Let it go." Harry took two deep breaths, "I will... try to control myself... yes, control - calm down, calm down." However, no matter how calm he is, he is still a Gryffindor, so he can only work hard Let yourself completely ignore Snape's sarcasm - normally, as long as Snape raised his eyebrows, he would immediately erect his spines - like a little hedgehog, but in fact, he just Wanting to keep myself... from getting hurt.

Snape snorted heavily and turned up the lights in the room: "Now, you can read these books here..." He stood up and looked at the door, then waved his wand and lifted the chair he had just sat on It turned into a small bed, and then made a set of quilt and pillows on the big bed, "Tonight, you sleep here."

"Okay!" Maybe it was the first time he felt Snape's kindness, Harry felt weird all over, he immediately moved the four thick books to the little bed—his, little The bed, which Snape had prepared for him, was amazing - he was up and down, the bed was not made of wood, it was soft and very elastic, better than the one at Claire's house!

In view of Potter's psychological shadow, Snape didn't bother Harry anymore, but summoned a potions book to read slowly, and made some notes on it from time to time, rubbing the quill against the rough There was a rustling sound from the parchment, and it seemed that the room was extremely quiet, as if it was really... peaceful.

No one taunted or provoked him. Harry felt that the time was not so difficult. The main reason why he disliked Snape so much was the other party's unreasonable hostility and cynicism, which made him feel worthless. , and in fact, in order for the wizards to accept him as soon as possible, he would give anything - his enthusiasm, his magic and even... his life.

No one will know that Harry Potter is a fish out of water.He lacks self-confidence and courage, he may not care about anything, but he needs someone—a world that can accept him, even if he has to give everything for this world, because "acceptance" is the bucket of water he lacks.Therefore, he tried his best to grasp any kindness, any hand that could give him warmth, even if these were just because he was the "savior", but he worked hard, he tried his best.

There are so many books, which is very difficult for Harry. He is not a little wizard who has received those advanced education since he was a child, nor is he a happy Muggle-born girl like Hermione who can get in touch with all kinds of books. He is just a... …well, a poor little, adopted child of pity, who doesn't need books or any toys, not even friends!

Flipping through the dictionary over and over again—Harry would have been impatient with this in the past, but now he has to figure out all the words he doesn't understand!

It's about Prince!

While cheering himself up, Harry looked up another term—a term so difficult to understand, he didn't understand anything at all... "magic power inherited in the blood", this is... how strange!He slowly touched his wrist, his blood vessels were under the throbbing pulse, and the blood inside... also had the magic power passed down to him by his parents? !So... the same goes for Prince?

Holding the book, Harry was a little distracted. He had pictured the images of his parents countless times in his mind, and they no longer existed at this moment—they...are still alive...in his blood!He is the continuation of their life, he has inherited their magical power, and he also carries their wishes and love... Then...Prince... is also the continuation of his life!

"Boom boom boom!"

Just when Harry was moved by himself, there was a knock at the door suddenly. He looked at Snape. Obviously, the Potions Professor didn't intend to open the door himself, and he didn't even want to take his wand. Harry sighed , put down the book and ran to open the door—it was Prince.

"Oh! What's the matter?" Harry laughed as soon as he saw him, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained, which made people feel unbelievable-even if he was a cheerful child, there was absolutely no one who was willing to laugh so much, and Prince Sure enough, it has the ability to bring him happiness.

"Dad, I want to sleep with you!" Prince rubbed his head into Harry's arms, "I also brought my own little pillow!"

"Uh..." Harry looked back at Snape.

"Wow, Dad, Dad has prepared a cot for me?!" Prince ran past Harry to the cot that belonged to Harry just now and rolled over, "But I still want to sleep with you..." He lifted himself up from the bed, his big green eyes blinked, "I've never slept with an underage father or a father who didn't like to wash his hair when he was young!"

"..." Harry blinked.

"..." Snape put down the quill in his hand, looked at Prince seriously, the corners of his mouth twitching.

You know, no one—none of the little wizards ever slept with his "teenage daddy and daddy who didn't wash his hair when he was young"!

Harry figured it must be Snape's fault - at least the future Snape's fault, for raising the kid to be this...bookworm...bookworm...well, kind of... ...strange thinking!

But of course Snape knew that this was Prince's intention - definitely his intention!

Prince grinned and climbed onto the bed, sat in the middle, and patted the blank space on the other side of himself: "Dad, come here, I want to hear a story!"

"Ah...I..." Harry looked at the blank space, and then at Snape next to him—very good, Mr. Potions Professor's face was calm, and he looked...not bad, he Taking a deep breath, he slowly climbed up, trying not to cause the large spring bed to vibrate or... shake?

"Father! Daddy!" Prince waited until Harry sat down beside him, and immediately grabbed the hands of the two of them and put them together—of course he didn't care about Snape's receding hand and Harry's trembling. Hands, "I love you guys so much!" Well done!Prince!You are worthy of being the little prince - he cheered himself on in his heart, and then kissed each other, and then there were big and loud kisses on the cheeks, "Dad, tell me a story, Muggle ones are fine..."

"So...a story?" Harry shrunk his grasped hand to the smallest with difficulty, but he was of course still paying attention to what his son said, "I...haven't heard a bedtime story..."

"Anything!" Prince shook his hand.

"Ah..." Harry thought for a while, "I really..." He hadn't finished saying "can't tell a story" when Snape gave him a sharp look—hey!Let him talk! ?Why didn't he talk!Harry stared back, but obviously, his eyes weren't good enough to let the other party receive his anger at all, or the other party received it and didn't care at all.

"Dad..." Prince began to act like a baby.

"Uh... well..." Harry would fight back for the glare, but he was a complete loser for the coquettish.