[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

Trembling from Dumbledore's words about the eyes, Snape certainly couldn't tremble, but he felt that he really wanted to, so he pushed the old bee back unceremoniously. He felt that he needed a little Flame whiskey for relief.

Actually, Snape didn't like to drink, he hated the hot liquid, the sinful liquid that made him feel like he was turning when it slid down his throat and grabbed his stomach. Be that bastard Tobia Snape and go completely insane - but he's not Tobias Snape so he won't be insane, but he'll still be shivering with cold, yeah After drinking, everyone else will feel warm, but he will feel cold, and he will feel the coldness in his heart, lonely and helpless—but he can't show it!But it doesn't matter... He doesn't need to express his mood and feelings.

He stood up, went to the wine cabinet and took out the Flame whiskey, just opened the bottle cap, even before the smell of the wine wafted out, Snape felt pain rolling all over his body, and the cold rose from the bottom of his heart, as if His heart was dragged out of his chest and thrown into the ice cave!

It's no worse than Cruciatus.

Snape tried his best to calm himself. He knew his physical condition, but he didn't feel that he would be so embarrassed by some kind of hunger or so-called malnutrition—could it be... the Dark Mark?No, it's not... there's no reaction on the left arm... so... what could it be?

The unbearable pain makes people almost die immediately... No, no!He still has to take care of that little troll Potter, let him save his life, and honestly kill the Dark Lord!Then... I can die... What a beautiful script... He can't wait to realize it... Enduring the pain, he dug out almost all the potions related to healing, but these potions haven't been drunk yet As soon as I got down, the ailments all over my body suddenly disappeared—as if I had never experienced such intense pain.

Snape froze for a moment, he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, maybe... the deep pain just now was actually just... just his hallucination?Looking at the potions in his hand, he could only put them back again, and at this moment, the flames in the fireplace turned green again, and Dumbledore with his silver head stretched out his head again - this time, he could Instead of a face full of worry, it was full of excitement, shouting: "Severus, Severus, I need you! Come to the principal's office! Severus! Come!"

"Ah, no, Si? Deng, Boo, Lee, more!" Snape put down the potion bottle, and turned to look at Dumbledore, who was as happy as a toddler who got his favorite toy, " What are you going to do? As I said, you can figure out what to do about the savior yourself!"

"Oh! Severus, Severus, I beg you to stop talking about Harry, come to the headmaster's office, there is a big surprise waiting for you! Big surprise! Oh heh heh, my boy, I really am I'm so happy...Ahaha, Severus, come quickly, or I'll go to your side!"

"Enough, you!" Of course Snape believed that Dumbledore would come to his house, for a Gryffindor, you can't understand his thinking!

Angrily grabbing a handful of Floo powder, Snape stepped into the fireplace just as Dumbledore withdrew his head.After feeling dizzy for a while, he stood firmly in the Hogwarts headmaster's office.

"Clean it up." Although the fireplace in the headmaster's room was indeed clean, Snape just didn't want to be stained with the dust that belonged to Gryffindors, so he still put two cleans up for himself, which might be the thing he's most used to. It's his home magic—or black magic is more suitable for him...

"Father!"

Before Snape recovered, suddenly a small figure rushed over and hugged his neck directly, and the little troll hugging him shouted... Father... Father? !

Snape was taken aback.

"Father! Where's Dad?" The little giant hugging his neck didn't look like he was acting at all. Whether it was talking or moving, it was so natural, as if it had been done countless times before!

The Occlumency master still used his Occlumency, and then put his eyes on the little monster called his father who was hugging his neck - black hair, well, from his angle, it is true that he can only see On the top of the head, the hair... is black, still smooth, similar to his hair texture, but not greasy, but... a part of the hair is raised, a bit... very eye-catching... messy... oh, Merlin!He doesn't like messy black hair!Snape said so in his heart, but he was not so rude to the little troll hanging on him, he just reached out and grabbed him by the collar and dragged him away from himself, and then sprayed the poison: "I assume, this... sir, You know that the word 'father' can be called indiscriminately..." Before he finished speaking, the child's face caught his eyes completely frightened him!

Emerald green eyes, the shape of the eyes is exactly the same as Lily, and the face shape and lip shape are similar to her own, and... the same thin and tall figure as herself... The only difference is... this child looks well nourished, so the face There is still baby fat on it, and... her face is rosy, she looks like... like... a treasure soaked in happiness... this... is really... her own child?No!impossible!He immediately denied that it was impossible for him to have such a child - even if he looked like himself...

"Father! What's wrong with you?" The boy looked at him in a daze, then turned to look at Dumbledore, "Albus, what's wrong with my father? And, where is my father?"

His father? !

Snape narrowed his eyes, he got a message from the boy's words - if he was his father, then... this child still has a father, and the two men... He keenly caught a message - There is a clear description in the records of the wizarding world. After the Prince family who can make the birth potion disappears, wizards of the same sex will choose the opposite sex to marry even if there is love. Born from potions?If that's the case...the Prince family...Snape is the last Prince, can it be said that...this child doesn't actually belong to...this era?

Before Snape could speak, Dumbledore explained the question to him: "Oh, Severus, Prince, calm down, oh, Prince, my poor boy, I know you Very happy to see your father, but I also remind you that this is... uh... this was 19 years ago, and your father and your father were not in a relationship at this time, so you should calm down and let your Father has a little... er... a transition." With a flick of his wand, he brought out two chairs, the gold-red color of which was particularly eye-catching, and Snape immediately changed the chairs to a more suitable silver-green for him--including the other chairs. One, if the child was...his child.

"Albus, I think you can give me a perfect explanation." Snape sat down, and the kid named Prince followed him to another chair.

"Yes yes, I can explain." Dumbledore folded his hands on his chest, "This one is called Prince? Albus? Potter? Prince, hehe, my son Severus, He's your and Harry's son, 19 years later."

"Don't be kidding!" Snape immediately objected to such a statement - Harry?Harry Potter? !How could he have anything to do with the savior? !

"Father, don't you want Prince?" The little boy immediately looked at him nervously, with a terrified expression, "You don't want me and Dad anymore?"

"No..." How should I say it?Snape felt that the presence of this child in front of him could only show that his life was a joke - Dumbledore wouldn't joke about it, but... that's impossible!No way!

"Actually, Severus, I also said that your view of Harry has always been a misunderstanding. You only see the Harry Potter you want to see, but not the real Harry." Dumbledore was still very calm, but he seemed very happy with this ending, "I have tried Prince's bloodline, and he does have the marks of you and Harry on him."

"Mark?"

"Yes, it's the imprint of blood." Dumbledore nodded, "Did you feel uncomfortable just now? Probably because the imprint on Prince's body felt a crisis when he traveled through time and space, so you... I think, ha Leigh would be very...painful at that moment too." He cleared his throat and continued, "Severus, I'm not kidding you about this, you know that too, right?" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his wand and tapped on the boy, and two family crests appeared on the boy's hands--the crests of the Potter family and the Prince family, one in each hand, and between the boy's hands, The words "Severus Snape" and "Harry Potter" flashed.

Pot-bellied Merlin!

Snape had the urge to raise elves against the wall—this child...really...really he and Harry? The Savior? Potter? !

Disgusted by the message, the potions master felt he needed an antiemetic potion badly.

"Besides, Prince has brought us some very important information, Severus." Dumbledore said rarely seriously, "Harry should be safe now—my child, the betrayer is not Sirius, but Peter, and Peter is now... not in the UK, so we don't have to worry too much... Hehe, Prince is such a smart kid, he knows a lot of interesting things."

"So, I'm assuming that you're ready to let the savior go?" Snape sneered, "Let me say one more thing, Albus, this kid is Prince, so...he won't be of use to you." Yes, it was enough for him to be used alone, and this child who didn't know anything... and a child who shouldn't have to bear anything - no matter what the reason or what it was for.