[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

That night, Harry moved into the dungeon, and of course the house-elf helped him with his luggage, so when dinner was over he followed the Slytherin team down to the dungeon alone - no one Dare to make trouble with him, because he lives in the cellar under the banner of "helping Professor Snape process materials", even though Professor Snape doesn't like him and even always picks on him, but under such a banner It was enough to make the Slytherins suspicious.

Right now, everyone is on the fence.

Harry didn't notice the probing expressions of the Slytherins, or even if he did, he wouldn't think of going anywhere else, at most he would think it was an expression of hostility - he didn't know Slater well. Lin, whether it is a conflict of interest or an intricate family relationship, these are not within his reach.

Arriving at the door of the potions professor's dormitory, Harry said the password and walked in.Snape didn't seem to be back yet, and there were snacks and sweets in the living room, apparently for Prince, who wasn't in the room either - a bit of a disappointment to Harry, but also a sigh of relief.He used an unbelievable excuse to stay in the cellar. Of course, his real intention cannot be seen through - to get close to Prince and protect Prince.That's right, he had to protect his son from Snape corrupting his lovely little prince with a potion!

Harry, still dreaming of becoming a Quidditch star with his son? Baby daddy? Potter stood in the small living room not knowing what to do - his son went out with Snape, and Snape wasn't there If so, he can't touch the things here, or he will definitely be thrown out by him!Harry didn't want to be thrown out of the cellar on the first day, so he wouldn't be able to take care of Prince himself, so he stood there decently, even though it made him uncomfortable... Maybe, he could sit on the sofa?

Unbeknownst to Harry, Snape took Prince to Prince Manor—although he did not inherit Prince, the little prince had the deed of Prince Manor on him, so they could walk in without fear of being caught. Hurt, for Snape, this trip is inevitable, one is to confirm the feasibility of the birth potion formula in Prince Manor, and the other is to find some more valuable medicines from Prince Manor. I believe that even the most stubborn Prince portraits will soften their facial lines for this after seeing the little prince.

Sure enough, walking into Prince Manor, which had been closed for a long time, the whole manor seemed to be alive with the return of the new Prince. The central magic circle rushed towards the sky, and then gradually expanded into a golden hood covering the entire manor, and finally, it turned back into a ray of light, covering the father and son.

Snape never thought that such a miraculous thing would happen in a dilapidated manor. He thought... a manor without an heir should have been devoured by the hungry wolves of the Ministry of Magic long ago, but... ...Obviously not the case, for example, the house-elf in front of him was not snatched by the Ministry of Magic.

Appearing in front of the father and son was a house elf wearing a tea towel embroidered with Prince's family crest. His big eyes were full of tears, and he was holding a corner of the tea towel with one hand and covering his heart with the other, as if To show excitement without screaming - well, Snape was very pleased with the elf.

"Vichi, Vichi welcomes the master—little master..." The elf bowed deeply, his big nose almost poking the ground, "Vichi...Vichi has waited for a new master!"

"Vitch!" Prince pointed at the elf and smiled happily. "Father, I know she is Vitch! She will also help with potion ingredients!"

"Vitch will help the master process the potion ingredients!" The elf raised his head, his big eyes were full of excitement, "Vitch will!"

A house-elf who handles potion ingredients?

Originally, he didn't have much confidence in the Prince family—after all, his mother, Irene Prince, wasn't that outstanding, or she didn't show what a wizard should be. The surname also only knows some scattered records in "Born Noble—Wizard Nobility" and does not know its true glory, but now seeing that a house elf belonging to Prince is so familiar with potions, He even had a sense of pride rising from his bones—yes, he used to be proud of being half Prince when he was in school, but he had never been so real before, and this pride seemed to melt into him suddenly. His flesh and blood.

Walking into the manor, Snape found that everything inside was still in good condition, and it was very clean. The house elf called Vicky told him about the work she and her husband had done in the manor over the years— Organize the medicine garden, clean the manor, and take care of the farmland. They are waiting for the arrival of the new owner all the time.

In fact, the Potions Professor didn't know that the manor had not yet been looted by the Ministry of Magic—since the Prince Manor had never been inherited but the bloodline was not cut off, the Ministry of Magic could only take away the gold from Gringotts. Garen couldn't activate the manor, so this ancient manor still retained its proper style, and Snape usually didn't pay attention to these things, and even said that he didn't care about them at all, so he missed this old manor for 20 years.However, now he has entered the manor, and intends to find out its secrets.

When Snape took Prince back to the cellar from the manor, he saw the savior who had decided to trespass into his territory without authorization, sleeping soundly on the sofa - curled up into a ball with his hands on his knees, lying on his side On the sofa, it occupies almost only the size that a normal adult can sit on, and it looks too petite.

"Dad!" Prince was of course very happy to see Harry in the cellar, and he was about to hug his little daddy despite holding the new cauldron brought in from Prince's manor—he had just washed a few Before he could take a step, he was grabbed by a big hand from behind, "Father?"

"It's too late, go to bed early." For some unknown reason, Snape stopped the little prince's plan to hug his father, "Tomorrow morning, follow the class of the first grade."

"Father!" Prince obviously didn't think of this, "Really let me go to class?"

"Of course, I'm assuming that your ears are not for display, Mr. Prince." The Potions Professor raised his eyebrows, "It's only limited to theory."

"That's great, otherwise I'd be bored to death!" The little prince thanked his father with a smile. Locking him in the cellar alone was indeed too boring. Even if he could walk around casually, he couldn't run around. After all, there are too many secrets in Hogwarts, and everyone is afraid that he will be in danger, so even if he is "alone" running around in the castle, he will be followed by house-elves—little people who have not yet reached the age of owning a magic wand. Wizards are easy to be surprised. Even Dumbledore firmly believes in this, and he will never be allowed to be alone.

The happy Prince ran back to the small bedroom with his new cauldron in his arms. When he finished washing and returned to the living room, he saw his little dad still lying on the sofa, and immediately pouted: "Father, dad is so It must be uncomfortable to sleep."

"Huh?" Snape, who had changed into his nightgown, glanced at him and asked in a dry voice, "So?"

"Father!" Prince stomped his feet, expressing his dissatisfaction with his seemingly hard but actually very oily father, "If Dad is frozen or sleeps uncomfortable and has a neck pain, I will definitely cry to him. You see!"

Very well, the threat method of the little prince is definitely the most useful - you must know that the magic of blood imprint is a kind of magic engraved in the soul, connecting souls with each other through blood connection, and using it on parents and children is the only possibility With this imprint, not only can parents feel the pain of their children, but they can also strengthen their connection with each other through their children. Otherwise, Snape would not have accepted Prince and Harry so easily—because of the existence of the imprint, he His soul is also clamoring to be close to his child, and let the magic in his body unconsciously protect his future partner.So the Great Potions Master didn't even think about torturing him when he was yelled at by some green-eyed little troll in the Headmaster's office, but a month ago he would have made the Savior miserable.

However, now Snape almost forgot his original evil thoughts, stretched out his hand and hugged the little savior who was curled up on the sofa—it was still very light, like a kitten, even the feeling in his arms...even the bones It's all soft - the Potions Master sighed, he couldn't let himself pamper a Potter like this, absolutely not, because Potters are all pushy.

Watching his father carry his little daddy into the bedroom, the little prince covered his face again and wavered.He knew that his father liked his father, and the two of them would always stick together in the future. Hermione's sister—er... aunt—had made fun of her father as his father's conjoined twins, so he I don't believe that my father will treat my father badly.

Thinking of such a big improvement tonight, he felt that it was necessary for him to communicate with Albus again—besides threatening, he should have more bargaining chips, and... let Dad have to work hard.

Biting his finger, the little prince was going to go back and sort out his observation records about his father, and then discuss it with Albus. After all, Albus has the absolute right to speak on such matters, and he is still young, so he doesn't understand these things at all. The so-called likes and dislikes... Your lord is so strange, you will get along so well in the future, even if you don't like it very much now, you can't taunt and sneer all day long, obviously, this is not on the same wavelength as his thinking .

Snape didn't notice the unpredictable expression of his little prince, his son was so cute and clever, and...wizards really didn't have much research on children's psychology, especially... potions, let alone put This Muggle discipline is regarded as the golden rule, so he took the Savior back to the bedroom and closed the door, so... he took over the temporary position of the Savior's nanny--snapped his fingers and changed Harry's robe, Then tuck him in the quilt.

"Hmm... Priss... Be good..." Harry turned over, maybe it was too cold in the cellar, maybe he was used to sharing the same bed with Snape before, and Snape lay down next to him When it was time, he automatically and consciously tightened his arms.

very good!very good!

Snape angrily pushed the savior out of his arms, then pulled the quilt over himself.However, the little savior will not let him get his wish.Harry, with his hairy head, expressed great dissatisfaction with the loss of the heat source. He curled himself into a ball again, and then rolled to Snape's side—Snape's body temperature It's not very high, but it's very warm. For Harry, who loses his sense of security as soon as he sleeps, it's easy to fall for him, especially when he doesn't have any reason to speak of in his sleep—it's a heat source, haha The corners of Leigh's mouth curled up, maybe he caught the Snitch in his dream or ate the most delicious delicacy so that his hairy head unconsciously rubbed the thing that reassured him - Severus Sney general.

"Bo..." Snape, who was so angry at Harry's actions, was about to explode when he saw the young savior's face sleeping soundly, and even a smile on the corner of his mouth, peaceful and beautiful - that feeling, Weird, very...weird...Because of being weird, or rather, what's the point of being mad at a guy who's not sleeping rationally?Sighing, the mean and irascible Potions Master lay back—forget it, it's not the first time...

May I ask, how many words can everyone accept in a chapter?

3k? 4k? 5k? 6k?

Still with a little five, such as today's 3.5k...?