[HP] warm

After a long time, after the cauldron was turned off, Ron poured the last bottle of potion into a glass bottle and placed it on the table, and then he collapsed and sat on the ground.

Looking at most of the wounds on Snape's body that had healed, and Snape's face gradually returning to normal, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat beside Ron, "Thank you, Ron, you have helped me a lot. .”

"Why, why is he hurt so badly, the professor is so strong, I, I can't figure it out, who, who can hurt him..." Ron stammered, his voice was very weak, the kid was really scared tonight Too bad, even the freckles are a little whitish.

"I don't know, but I'm sure it'll be fine." Harry was nervous at first, but when he saw Ron like this, he suddenly relaxed, smiled and stretched his arms over his head, letting him lean on his shoulders , patted his head affectionately, "Go back and have a good sleep, forget about all this."

The severity of Snape's injuries, Ron who healed him himself was obviously better than Harry. The viciousness of these magics far exceeded Ron's psychological bottom line, although what spells would cause what consequences had been read in writing , but the literal description is completely different from what you see with your own eyes on a person.

"Harry, I'm scared." Ron lay in his arms, his shoulders shaking violently, "Even a person as powerful as the professor, I'm worried, those outside, mom and dad, me, me, a lot happened during the summer vacation Dad doesn't want to tell us about it, but I know something serious must have happened, otherwise Draco wouldn't have... He, is he back?"

Ron is not stupid. Harry ran away from home, Draco was expelled, Snape was seriously injured, and his parents urged him several times more than usual when he got in the car, all of which made him feel that the wizarding world had calmed down. The waves are rough.

"I don't know, I won't know until the professor wakes up, but it doesn't matter, since I can beat him once, I can beat him the second time, and the third time." Harry smiled wearily, he Saw the Dark Mark, but he hadn't been threatened during this time, so he couldn't be sure if Voldemort was alive or not.He also sent Dumbledore a message after saving Snape, but Dumbledore didn't reply, so he had no choice but to wait.

The two sat on the floor together for a long time, until Harry took out his pocket watch and looked at it, only to find that it was already eleven o'clock, so he pulled Ron up, "It's bedtime, I'll take you back."

"What should Professor Snape do? These medicines need to be fed to him every four hours, these bandages need to be changed every time the color fades, and we need to observe the changes in his body temperature every hour..." Ron nodded as Harry pulled him up, but soon realized they couldn't put Snape here.

"That's why I said I'm going to send you back, not I'm going back with you." Harry smiled, and let Ron grab his arm after releasing a series of defensive spells, "I'm not going back to the dormitory tonight, I'm going to take care of him here, you help me cover up, don't let people find me spending the night outside."

"Well, that's good, you take the double-sided mirror, if there is anything unusual, call me at any time, I can run over by myself." Ron took out the double-sided mirror from his pocket, and gave one of them to Harry .Fortunately, when Harry suddenly called him, he had a premonition that there might be something big going on, so he packed up everything he could, and now it looks really good.

"I see. You should have a good rest, maybe you will be busy tomorrow." Harry put away the double-sided mirror, then led Ron to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and added with a smile, "If a person dare not If you want to sleep, you can call Draco to accompany you."

"I, who wants him to accompany me!" Ron, who had just stood firm, almost staggered and fell when he heard these words. His face, which had been pale all night, finally turned a little blush, and he looked much more alive.

100. Accident (Caution)...

"It's just the two of us now." After sending Ron away, Harry disapparated back to the Shrieking Hut, and after strengthening the defensive magic around him, he sat next to Snape and said softly, his face The relaxed smile just now was gone.

Tonight was the night of the full moon, and Sirius spent the transformation night with Lupine at school, and he didn't want to disturb the children, so he could only slowly digest the fact that Voldemort might be resurrected here alone.

"He did these wounds, right? What else did he do to you other than cutting out your bones and piercing your heart?" Harry stroked those scars lightly, and murmured unconsciously, "How did he come back to life? He wants to What? Did Dumbledore know this? Why, why did I try so hard, and he came back to life?"

"You guys, will you die this time?" Harry slowly lowered his head, put his ear close to Snape's heart, and slowly closed his eyes.

No one knew how exhausted he was when he learned of Voldemort's resurrection. He tried every means to prevent it, but he still couldn't change his fate of confronting Voldemort.But this time, how many people will be sacrificed.

Harry felt very, very tired. It seemed that everything he had done since his resurrection was meaningless. The tiredness he felt in his bones almost made him unwilling to open his eyes.

It was very quiet in the Screaming Shack, and because of the magic, there was not even the sound of insects. Harry lay on Snape's chest, and slowly fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

He's alive, they're all alive, it's nice.

**

"Harry," he called softly, his thick hands gently brushing his hair, sliding across his neck, and then down to the buttons of his coat.

With just a slight force, those fragile buttons splashed and fell down, and Harry was gagged before he could scream. The force that almost sucked his entire soul made him go limp all over. There is no way to make any reaction outside.

"Please, please don't," he refused weakly, but he was held in that burning embrace like a newborn baby, and then he felt those magical hands slowly but gently gliding over every private part of him parts, caresses, teases, he wakes up, then crumbles in the overwhelming joy,

"Um~ah~" Harry screamed and clutched his back, but couldn't contain his shudder.He was refusing, but the voice lingered in his ears like a ghost, "Don't refuse me, I know you need these..."

**

"Ah!" Harry screamed and woke up from his dream. It took him a second to realize where he was. Bury yourself in the pit.

He, how could he have such a dream, and the object was still a man, and he glanced at Snape who was lying on the bed, and when his eyes met his breasts, he flashed back his eyes guiltily.

That voice obviously belonged to Snape, why was he the object of my fantasy!

Is this the result of too much stimulation today?Harry thought in shame, and then he had to get to the side and give himself a few drops of clear spring water, letting the icy cold water solve his little trouble.But just as he was about to dry his clothes after solving his little embarrassment, the pre-set alarm clock rang, and it was time to give Snape his medicine.

"Let's talk about it after feeding him the medicine." Harry took the medicine Ron dropped earlier and sat down on the bedside. He had that kind of dream just now, and now he was going to face the Lord. It was impossible not to be embarrassed.But there are priorities, and saving people is the most important thing, so Harry didn't care about other things, just imitating Ron's way at that time, raising Snape's head to prepare for the medicine.

It's just that the process of feeding the medicine this time was really not very smooth, probably because the medicine was taking effect, Snape frowned and gritted his teeth, unable to pry his mouth open no matter what.Harry was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, he could only pour the medicine into his mouth, and then crossed it mouth to mouth.

I definitely didn't want to take advantage of him, I was just saving people, saving people, saving people...I definitely didn't do it because I saw his mouth and couldn't help but want to know what it felt like to kiss, I really did There is no other way, no way...

When Harry aimed at Snape's mouth, slowly opened his jaw with the tip of his tongue, and passed the medicine in his mouth, he tried to defend himself in his heart, but he couldn't hide his heartbeat at this moment The fact that it's faster than ever.

He had this reaction when he accidentally touched Snape's mouth, and he thought it was his fault, but afterward, even when he kissed Draco passionately, his heartbeat didn't fluctuate, so he naturally ignored it. But this time, when he slowly approached him, Harry only felt his palms were wet, and his body was as stiff as if he had been cast by a hundred petrification spells.

It was a long way to get close, but when he finally touched Snape's lips, Harry let out a deep sigh, knowing that this was what he had longed for, he couldn't describe the feeling, all he knew was this.

I don't, I just, I...

The self-persuasion in his heart is so powerless, the medicine has been fed, but he is still unwilling to leave, carefully licking the remaining medicine on it, it is so bitter that it makes people tremble, but it is so sweet that he is reluctant to leave.

The nature of feeding the medicine changed unconsciously. When Harry came back to his senses, he found that Snape's eyes had been opened, and he was looking at him calmly.

"Teach, Professor," Harry let go in horror.