[HP] warm

He let go of his hand and ran to the door of Snape's bedroom at an alarming speed, knocked on Snape's door desperately, and said incoherently, "Sorry, I know I was wrong, please, please Open the door, open the door."

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With a "bang", a tall figure appeared at the door, Harry couldn't hear what Snape said, he could only hear his heart beating violently, as if it would jump out of his throat at any moment.The loud drumming noise made the surrounding environment blurred, he could only desperately hug the man in front of him and prayed, "I know I was wrong, sorry, don't let me be there alone, don't let me be alone ..."

"Please, don't leave me alone, no matter what, don't leave me..." The whimpering sound was messy and inaudible, just repeating mechanically over and over again, trying to escape the suffocating fear .

"Potter, what the hell are you doing!" Snape was hugged and looked at the kid who was sticking to his body like brown sugar, so angry that he wanted to tear him away violently, but unexpectedly, his hands caught him. He felt Harry trembling violently on his shoulders.

This is no prank.

Snape hesitated for a moment, put his hand on Harry's forehead, and changed him several times in a row, but he couldn't get any meaningful response, and there seemed to be no other words except the request over and over again.

Snape hesitated for a moment, and hesitantly spit out the incantation, "Insomnia".

He had to figure out what was going on with Harry.

The boy who stared blankly at the top of the dark closet with his eyes open, the boy who was thrown into the closet by the fat man like a chicken, the boy who apologized desperately and slapped the locked door, only to curse louder , the boy who hangs his hand down hopelessly and left scratches on the door panel, the boy who is lying on the bed hungry and weak, the boy who hides in the corner and secretly cries for his mother... a bunch of fragments of memory flashed by, Sne Pu was suddenly pushed out by someone, and he only remembered the last Harry Potter memory he saw, the hopeless and endless darkness...

He never knew that this child has been living such a life.He thought that the fever was an accident, but he didn't realize that this was the normal state of life.

Growing up in that environment, it had to be said that it was a miracle that he didn't become a second Voldemort.

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"What are you doing!" Harry, who regained his senses, pushed away Snape who was hugging him, kneeling weakly on the floor, but looking at him with hostility in his eyes.

He actually, he was looking at his memory!

He actually peeked at his memory when he was most vulnerable!

Harry felt betrayed, and if he hadn't reacted in time to keep Snape out of his awareness, his biggest secret would be revealed.

Harry, how can you be so useless!You are already an adult, but you are still powerless to ask for help because of such a trivial matter!At this moment, Harry felt that his current appearance was too embarrassing and disappointing, so he gritted his teeth and tried his best to stand up, sweating and using the most stable words he could say The tone said, "Sir, thank you for your help, I would like to ask you to let me go back to my own dormitory."

let me go back!

Snape's bedroom didn't have many colors, except for black, it was green with Slytherin style.Harry felt that everything in front of him was laughing at his absurdity just now, how could he think, how could he think that he could ask Head Slytherin for help.

Snape didn't want him to die, he would protect him with his life, but that was all he could do to him.

That is to say, in Snape's mind, as long as he can't die, it's fine for him. As for whether he is happy, happy soon, or whether he feels that living is more uncomfortable than dying, that's not within the scope of this man's consideration.

Even, every weakness of his own will become a reason for him to laugh at himself.

Not wanting to be looked down upon by others, not wanting to be ridiculed by others, he dug his nails deeply into his palm, using the pain to wake himself up, using the poor little strength left to maintain his superficial calm, and then quietly He lowered his head, waiting for Snape's hair and taunt.

Asking Snape for help would have been self-defeating.

"Admitting flaws beyond your control is not a shameful thing. Compared with your boring self-esteem and sense of honor, how to take better care of yourself and have a healthy body is obviously the most important priority for you now. Something to think about." His voice was flat and without any emotion, but following the cold voice, a pair of hands that were not soft but warm enough covered his sweaty forehead, and after he reacted, his voice was as gentle as a cello The voice had already uttered a spell, "fainted."

Then, Harry fell to the ground like a wooden stake.

conflict

"Harry, let's have another piece of pie." Hermione stood up and pulled over a plate of pies in the distance, and the people next to her were obviously very cooperative.

"Hermione, I'm really full." Harry looked at the mountain of food on his plate with a bitter face.

"Harry, you should eat more. My mother said that you can only be healthy if you are full." Ron forked a piece of roast meat for him, and then gave him a rare thoughtful hand, "This tastes good, and it goes well with pies." ,you're too skinny."

"If you're thirsty, you can have a cup of pumpkin juice." Neville put the drink in front of him and looked at him worriedly, "Harry, you can do whatever you want in front of us."

"I," Harry murmured helplessly, his scalp numb from the three pairs of eyes, "if I continue to eat like this, I will become a pig like Dudley..."

"That cousin of yours?" Hermione nodded thoughtfully, "But he looks very strong, right?"

"He's very strong. Even if the whole class catches a cold, he still can't fall down." Harry thought of Dudley, who would become a good boxer in the future, and nodded, but this also proved from another aspect that idiots don't catch colds.

"That's right." Hermione looked at Harry eagerly, "Don't worry, a small bottle of potion can solve a wizard's obesity or something, so you can eat it freely, as long as you can become stronger .”

Harry looked at Hermione and the people who nodded in agreement speechlessly, and complained for the one hundred and zeroth time, "Actually, I'm not as weak as you think..."

"I know, we all know." Hermione and the other two exchanged looks of "we understand everything without saying anything", and then urged him together, "so, eat more, it's good for you."

Harry watched them silently, knowing that the group of people had ignored his words again, so he could only lower his head sullenly to handle the plate of food.

He knew that not only them, but the whole of Gryffindor and even the whole of Hogwarts held the same opinion as them.Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but hate Dumbledore's coquettish phoenix.

It all started this morning.

After Harry got up, he learned that he had been called on sick leave. After being dazed for a moment, he asked the house elf to go to his dormitory to bring him a set of clothes. After changing his clothes, he refused to have lunch in Snape's office. Suggestion, came to the hall alone.

He didn't want to miss the first meal after school.

However, when everyone else came to eat after class, Harry regretted how much he should have listened to the house-elf, because it hadn't occurred to him that his presence had been such a complete disaster.

When the first student who came to Gryffindor to eat found his existence, he let out a short exclamation, then stepped forward to shake hands with him, and then said a lot of things like take care of yourself and wish you a speedy recovery. If Harry hadn’t figured out what was going on, more and more people flocked to him, and all kinds of consolation, blessings and blessings made him confused, until Hermione Ron and others appeared, and with the help of "Harry It's time for dinner" pulled him away from the crowd.

"After all, what happened, what happened?" Harry, who was rubbed and rubbed by countless hands, sat in a state of embarrassment, not caring about eating, strange Ron.As a result, Ron told him worriedly, "Man, you scared us. We were going to visit you in the medical wing later."

Then the three talked and told Harry what happened this morning. It turned out that Ron and the others found Harry missing when they got up in the morning. The little lions were nervously guessing what kind of kidnapping happened. At that time, the prefect showed up with Dumbledore's phoenix and told them that Harry was sent to the medical wing overnight because of his serious illness last night. Principal Dumbledore specially sent his phoenix to report the news early in the morning.

The phoenix is ​​a very rare magical creature, so its inexplicable visit to the Gryffindor tower attracted a lot of attention, so the cause of Harry's illness spread at the speed of light. What kind of illness needs to be serious enough to live on the first day of school? How about going to the hospital?The little animals in each college gave full play to their associative ability and deduced many versions. Most of them wrote cards for those who were worried about Harry's health. A gift handed over.

Anyway, Harry Potter, after his Sorting quarrel with the Slytherin head, is famous in this way again...

When Harry heard the news, he covered his face deeply, wishing a time-turner could go back to last night and put everything right.I don't know what Snape said to Dumbledore. In short, all the messages did not mention the gloomy Potions teacher, which is also a blessing in misfortune.but