[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

James is lost. He has been thinking about a problem for the past two days, which is the meaning of 'ellipsis'.What does it look like?It is indeed difficult for him who is dull to figure this out immediately.

It penetrated into father's body without any warning, and the relationship with everyone suddenly reversed.A godfather is no longer a godfather, a mother is no longer a mother, and an enemy is no longer an enemy.Professor, and no longer a professor.Snape when he was a student was much more energetic than the Potions professor in his impression, more scheming and ambitious, and much stronger than the half-dead life when he was a professor.

With apology and respect for the professor, I want to draw the relationship between the two closer. James was such a person, he felt that he owed Snape favors, he even felt that his whole family owed Snape favors, so he wished to repay this debt, regardless of whether Snape was willing or not.The reconciliation and fights were tossing around at school, which caused a lot of jokes and troubles.The relationship between the two also took a qualitative leap in James' nonsensical debt repayment.As for Snape, the more he got in touch with him, the more he got to know him, and the more he got to know, the more he wanted to get in touch with him. Until now, James couldn't tell whether he was being nice to Snape to pay off his debts, or just wanted to do it. Well, I feel uncomfortable all over.

His eyes were covered from behind, Snape froze slightly, what does this mean?

"James?"

"Wait a minute." The hot breath pressed against the skin.

"I've got a surprise for you." James' voice filled with laughter echoed in his ears.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Snape asked coldly and puzzled, yesterday was riding Pegasus, what bad idea is James going to come up with today?

Walking in the promenade, the sound of rustling footsteps echoed, followed by the sound of the door opening, very heavy, as if it was the door of Hogwarts auditorium.I feel that the person is holding my hand and playing forward. Those smooth and delicate hands are very different from my own. There are no thick knuckles or thick calluses. It is very soft to hold and warm and reassuring.

Snape was led into a large room, he could even hear the echo of the large space and feel the emptiness around him.His vision was blocked, and he could only feel the light in front of him, getting brighter and brighter.

"Okay." James' voice sounded very happy.

His sight was finally released, Snape's eyes, stimulated by the strong light, narrowed slightly, and then slowly opened after a while, a room more than ten meters high came into view, with a curved canopy depicting magical murals from the Middle Ages , This room is too big, bigger than the largest classroom in Hogwarts, the sunlight shines in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the surroundings are full of...books!Yes!The bookshelves are embedded in the wall, dazzling and densely packed, all of them are books!

"Do you like it?" James had a nervous smile on his face. He wanted Snape to be happy, and as long as he could do it, he would do his best to make Snape's wish come true.

Snape was stunned for a moment. Seeing James' unconcealable fear at the moment, he was speechless for a moment. This man, the proud James Potter, the Quidditch star who never bowed his head, was so deliberately flattering that it was impossible to ignore... ...Is it worth it to spend so much time for him?After looking at James calmly for a long time, he sighed and nodded.He couldn't describe his mood in words. He had never seen so many books before, as if he was in a fantasy dream, brushing his fingers over the books on the shelf, walking all the way as if he couldn't reach the end.

"I like it very much." Snape whispered softly. If there is anything in this world that can arouse the passion in Snape who is hungry for knowledge, it is books, and James has worked hard to study his preferences.

Although James was dissatisfied that the attention that should belong to him was taken away by the book, but seeing Snape's fascinated expression, he felt that as long as Snape could be happy, it would be the best thing.

"There are so many books, I can't read them all in my lifetime!" Snape expressed emotion, he thought Hogwarts had the most abundant collection of books, so it turned out that he was the rare and strange person. There are so many books in the Potter family, if you read one book in three days, when will you finish it?

"If you like, you can stay forever." James murmured, he has become more and more strange recently, and all these complicated feelings come from the serious boy in front of him, Severus Snape, the future scary potions professor .He clearly knew that he was his teacher, but there was a faint feeling in his heart other than the admiration of teachers and students. When Snape's sharp-edged face flashed in front of his eyes, James' breathing became more and more messy.

Snape's heart trembled slightly when he heard this, and he tried to withdraw his tightly held hand, but failed, the heat between palms was getting hotter and hotter.

"Really, it doesn't matter forever." James shook Snape's hand absently, he didn't know if Snape heard his words.

Snape heard it, but he didn't know how to answer, did James mean he wanted him to be his best friend forever?Like Sirius?Teenage tastes are always mixed, he never imagined that he and James would develop to where they are today. Are they enemies or friends now?Seriously, Snape couldn't simply see James as an enemy anymore. James was so kind to him, that kind of caring came from the bottom of his heart, which moved Snape who had been very lacking in caring since he was a child. James is a brilliant opponent, he knows what he wants most... just a little light in the dark, a driftwood in the turbulent river.

After all, Snape was a 15-year-old boy, and his determination was not always so firm. With James' frequent overtures, the relationship between the two had unknowingly changed.But if it was a friend, Snape still couldn't help but feel like he swallowed a fly. He still hated James, and he would never forget those memories. Now he remembered how James treated him in the past, so he wanted to treat James Torn into pieces.

Thinking of this, Snape started gnashing his teeth again, and jerked his hand back.

"What about a lifetime, you'd better tell those little girls who adore you, they will be very touched." Snape turned his head disapprovingly, trying to make him compromise, how can there be such a good thing!He took out a copy of "Ancient Potions Compendium" and sat on the window sill filled with sunlight and read it quietly.

James sobbed a few times in dejection, but his heart was filled with joy. He didn't ignore the shaken look that flashed in Snape's eyes just now, the effort has paid off, hasn't it?Looking at the way the man read it carefully, he knew that the professor would stop talking to him when he had the book!Why is he so sad that he needs to compete with books?

"What are you still doing here?" Snape rolled a dissatisfied glance at the guy sitting across from him.

"Hey, you read the book, I see you." James said without any shyness. Now he is more and more pleasing to the professor, and gradually finds that the professor's face is very standard, and the line extending from the cheek to the chin is very sexy. Very manly.His eyes were deep and cold, and someone who didn't know him would definitely think he was vicious, but James only found it awkward and funny.

Snape was the kind of person who could easily be distracted. Although James' gaze was powerful, he could still focus on the potions book in his hand without seeing it.The tranquil air surrounded the two of them, and James quietly accompanied the man, watching the time go by, suddenly a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to think any deeper.

James's mind turned a thousand times, and finally decided to stop here.As if there was an untouchable blind spot in his heart, he vaguely felt that if he lifted the curtain, he would be doomed. The instinctive fear made James dare not take a step further.That was fine, telling himself that Snape was a professor he respected and would be his best friend...someone he swore to protect, simple as that.

"Honey-flavored." The eyes behind the half-moon lenses were filled with a gentle smile.

"Peppermint tea if you like." James was sitting in the back garden at the moment, having a snack with Albus.This shrewd old man came because of his letter.He was probably interested, James represented the Potter family, and his grandfather had been secretly funding the Order of the Phoenix before.

"James, you seem to have changed." Albus looked at the calm yet lively young man opposite him. He didn't have much contact with James, at most, he saw him a few times every year when school started and holidays. Albus possessed amazing insights, and James changed, the frivolous and exaggerated temperament was swept away, and the rest was maturity and tolerance that had been sculpted by wind and rain.What happened?Could it be that the death of the Potters hit James too hard?

"It's hard to explain all this." James sighed, although just talking to Albus like this made him feel much more comfortable, as if he had a strong backing.He is full of respect and love for Albus, and Albus is a belief-like existence in his mind, and he can be called omnipotent.There is a law in James' thinking, if there is difficulty, find Albus.

"You can speak slowly." Albus saw in the letter that James said that he encountered a big problem, and hoped that he, the headmaster, could give some life guidance.

"Principal Dumbledore, I know some information that makes me uneasy." James glanced at Albus hesitantly, and finally made up his mind to tell what he knew.

"It's about the mysterious man." James looked up at Albus's expression, and noticed that when he mentioned the name, Albus's expression was serious, there is a door!

"Mr. Principal, I believe you must have heard of Horcruxes..."

James organized Voldemort's creation of Horcruxes, and told Albus the whole thing. Ordinarily, it was impossible for James to know about such things, so Albus' surprise can be imagined.

It's possible that this James was someone else pretending to be, this was Albus's first impression, perhaps by using Polyjuice Potion.If it wasn't someone pretending to be, then someone had cast a very powerful confusion spell.

"You don't believe me?" James knew that it would not be easy for him to pass the test, and Albus was a cautious and suspicious person.

"Son, maybe you should focus on your studies, especially the history of magic." Albus really didn't believe it. To Albus, James Potter was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old student.Probably because I was too eager to be a hero and too eager to express myself, so I made up such a story.

"I knew..." James had already guessed what Albus would say.

"Albus, all the things you long to know..." James pointed to his head.

"It's all here. You can come in and take a look, and you'll know that I'm not lying." James spoke very seriously, and Albus was confused.

"James, are you inviting me to use Legilimency on you?" This was the first time Albus had ever encountered such a thing in his life.

"I'm begging you, I need someone who believes in me."

James is not a person who can take the lead alone. He is very lonely when he comes to this world alone. He knows what will happen but doesn't know how to stop it. The feeling of fighting alone is not good.

James' gaze was very clean, which made Albus intuitively believe that the child was not lying, and a gradually clear judgment emerged in his mind.

"You're not James."

"Albus still has good eyesight."

"who are you?"

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Cold sweat soaked the pillow, and Snape felt as if he was imprisoned, his limbs were tied tightly and he couldn't move, and the scene in front of him was blurry.That is my own home, there are many people in black clothes, where are my father and mother?

"What are you going to do?"

"Death and glory, choose one."

"You can't let me go!"

"You are a pure blood, much more useful than your mudblood son, do you think we can let you go?"

"Son... my son, where is my son! You found him, where did you get him!"

"Don't worry, you'll see him soon, he's a rare genius."

In front of his eyes was the raging fire, devouring everything he hated, he should feel happy, but for some reason, his heart was flustered, put out the fire!Mom and Dad are still inside!

"Wake up." A hazy and real voice came from my ear, so familiar, it seemed to be full of tension.

"Severus, wake up, you've had a nightmare."

Snape opened his eyes, and for a moment he was completely absent-minded, and James looked at him in a daze.It was still dark, and the first thing Snape did after waking up was to push James away from him.

"Why are you here!" Snape didn't even remember asking James to share the bed with him!

"I'm bored in the middle of the night, so I can't come here to see you." James had many reasons, but he ran over to see how Snape was sleeping, and fell asleep on top of him as he watched.

"No wonder I can't even move." Thinking of the heavy burden on his body in the dream, it turned out that it wasn't a dream, it was this nasty guy who was pressing on him.

James leaned over sleepily, buried his face in Snape's neck, rubbed it twice, and put his arms around Snape again.

"What dream did you have? You're sweating a lot."

"It's nothing..." Snape frowned, recalling the scene in his dream just now, how could he have such a strange dream?And it feels so real, not the same as usual dream. Snape felt a little uneasy, and read a book about divination two days ago. According to the perspective of divination, some dreams of magicians have certain prophetic properties.It seems that reading too much is also harmful, even dreaming can't be peaceful.

Snape had been living like a duck to water these two days.For several days, Snape didn't speak much to James, not out of temper, but out of lack of time.He has so many books to read, so much knowledge waiting for him to study, so naturally he doesn't have the time to joke around with James.

"Don't even think about it." Perhaps out of courage, James actually stretched out his fingers and caressed Snape's brows, smoothing out the sunken marks, and his fingertips felt slightly rough and dry to the touch. Snape lowered his head in surprise, James raised his eyelids, and their gazes met.

In the silent night, when James looked at Snape so closely, the body temperature of the two intersected, and the heartbeat became more and more flustered. If the night wasn't too dark, Snape would have noticed that James' face was flushed abnormally. Snape didn't feel anything, except that the arm on his body was an eyesore.

"go back."

"I do not."

James felt Snape's soft-spoken and soft-hearted personality, and became more and more perverse.The professor is like this. He treats his own people like a paper tiger, but treats outsiders like a poisonous snake.James, on the other hand, had come to think narcissistically that he had entered Snape's 'one of his own' camp.

"I'm not used to sleeping with people."

"It's warmer when two people sleep together."

"James, it's summer."

... There was no reply for a long time, and the sound of even breathing was in his ears, and Snape found that the other party had fallen asleep.Looking at James who was stuck on his own bed, Snape felt a deep sense of weakness, his head buzzing.He didn't think he knew James well enough to need a quilt at all, but what can he do now.

Snape thought that, with James' haughty, self-important personality, his sleeping position should be the kind of sprawled.But the fact is just the opposite. James curled up into a ball when he slept, as if he was being bullied, and he seemed to be sleeping in an extremely small cupboard so he couldn't stretch out.

"Ah..." Snape wanted to push James aside, but finally sighed and closed his eyes, James was probably born to grind him.

After an unknown amount of time, Snape fell into a drowsy sleep, but those brown eyes in the dark night suddenly opened.The flustered heartbeat never calmed down, James looked at Snape who was so close, he never thought he could be so close to the professor, his fingertips seemed to be able to feel the dry touch of the professor's face, the paleness in the darkness His complexion was exceptionally bright, and even when he was sleeping, Snape lay on his back in such a well-regulated manner, without moving a muscle.

Unexpectedly, James slowly approached Snape until his lips touched the not delicate cheek, and then he suddenly realized what he had done, and buried his face back into the pillow with steaming head.