[SSHP] End of life

When Harry awoke, the source of warmth had left him.There was some warmth under the quilt, and he raised his eyes in panic. The man who thought he had left him was standing in front of the bed, facing him sideways, with a still expressionless face.He lowered his eyes, bare|topless, and was buckling his belt.Harry grabbed his glasses and put them on, sharply noticing a small hickey on Snape's collarbone.

"Severus," Harry whispered.He stared at the hickeys on Snape's body, his face burning a little.

Snape didn't answer.He grabbed his own shirt.

"Severus, say something. — please." Half a minute later, Harry decided to give up all pride and reserve.It wasn't difficult at all, he had given up these for Snape not once or twice.

If he didn't give up, Snape would never back down.This man has the ability to veto everything he thinks shouldn't exist.

He moved to the edge of the bed and knelt up, hugging Snape's waist.Snape buttoned the last button of his shirt and pushed Harry away.The strength is beyond doubt.

Harry put his legs under the bed and found himself still naked.But he quickly decided not to care about that detail, and settled for the next best thing, grabbing the corner of Snape's shirt.

"What do you want me to say? To ask you about the mana you've clearly recovered some but not fully? Or to act ecstatic and flattered, as if you've finally got a chocolate donut and are happy to hold you in charge?" Snape said coldly said, without even glare at Harry, "I am not one of your loyal suitors, Potter. I would be grateful if you would reflect on the power of alcohol. As your teacher, I have advised you to minimize Touch it."

"No, it's not all about the alcohol," said Harry, with some cautious anticipation, "but I like the suggestion that you hold me accountable, or you could hold me accountable."

"There is no one in this world who can be responsible for you, except yourself." Snape replied flatly, "I thought you were aware of this a long time ago."

"I do realize." Harry said calmly, "But more people always pin their hopes on a leader. For 20 years, they have always thought that I need to be in charge of the whole world."

"Come on, Potter. You're always slyly underhanded when you want something. How dare you bet you didn't enjoy the treats? Break the rules and insult people at will, but the House Cup always belongs to Gryffindor .”

"So I happily spent the rest of my life on these illusory senses of honor and mission," Harry said. Proud of the treats I said I enjoyed. But that’s not what we’re talking about. I said, I love you. After last night, you’re still not going to accept me?”

"Not everyone thinks with their lower body." Snape responded sarcastically, "And your skills are enough to make those who think with their lower body completely blacklist you."

"So you can make me scream?"

"I refuse to continue the subject, Potter, it's crossing the line. And your behavior - if you don't stop it, I'll ask the Headmaster immediately to terminate this assignment."

"But you haven't given me a clear answer as to why you turned me down," Harry said, shaking his head, "No, you're just still putting up barriers for yourself. You can successfully reverse language for your purposes Black and white, if you don't want to, no one can hear the truth from your mouth. But I understand the way you express, and I only believe in your actions. Every action of yours tells me that you love me."

For a split second, Snape looked furious and terrified.He grabbed the hem of his shirt, trying to wring it out of Harry's hand.

"Okay. Let's change the subject then," said Harry. "Was yesterday your first time? In case you misunderstand me further, it was mine."

"Did you think the Death Eaters would have a sex|sex party with music and lights at their gatherings, as they have been rumored?" Snape sneered angrily. "No, most of the time we have no interest in each other. Neither does the Dark Lord." Will have more fun watching others do similar things - he's only using it as a weapon or a reward on a very small percentage of the time."

"So what do you do? I read in the papers," Harry asked. "At his first peak, more than ten years ago, there were not quite a whole lot of dead Muggles in England."

"Muggles and Muggle-borns," said Snape, his throat seemed to choke. "If you've lived through that era, you'll know how merciful a simple death curse can be. You don't even care that you're dead. Flogged to death."

"Then you—" Harry stopped to ask, he almost racked his brains to discover a relatively safe conversation direction, perhaps because of his curiosity, Snape was about to stop talking again.

Snape glanced at him. "There have been a few times. The Dark Lord rewarded several Muggle-born witches as his most powerful assistants. It was not a pleasant experience." He said slowly, tilting his head up as if remembering, his face slightly tilted On the other side, "There was a pregnant woman whose dying look I'll never forget—she had a miscarriage, as you can imagine." He paused again, as if thinking, "A Londoner."

"……It's you?"

"If you still have an impression of those people who came at the end of the Triwizard Tournament...the Gowers are all big guys."

"Then why? It's obviously not your fault."

"I'm a Death Eater, Potter. Some of the things I've done you'd never imagine. We're all told to do it, no matter who it is. Some will enjoy it, but most It may be their classmates, or even their friends, who are screaming and begging in front of them, but there is nothing they can do. If the pregnant woman gave it to me— put away your naive fantasies, stupid boy. The Dark Lord There is a way to know whether a subordinate is serious and obedient, since we are always forced to stay in the same room when doing these things, the Legilimency during Cruciatus is a good idea." He sneered, There was no emotion in the voice, "Not everyone has mastered Occlumency like me, maybe they want me to be punished instead. And me, how do you know that I don't enjoy it?"

Harry fell silent.He once spent half a year looking for traces of double S on the Marauder's Map. Sometimes he walked back and forth in the castle, and sometimes he moved slowly in the hut at the bottom of the lake until he moved to a certain house—there Presumably there are some healing potions for the Unforgivable Curses.He had seen the man at his weakest, seen him dying.He is gloomy, forbearing, and strong.Thinking of Snape now, the first thing that popped into his mind was a tall, silent man with an unlovable personality, but a gentle man indeed.It was hard for him to imagine Snape acting as a pure sadist.Accustomed to relying on him, accustomed to seeing him as his reliable companion, he always forgets that he has also walked in the dark, and has stood on the edge of darkness and light for a long time.

During the long silence, Harry noticed that Snape's hand was clenched tightly into a fist.He reached over and grabbed the man's hand, breaking off his fingers one by one.Unlike the warmth just now, Snape's hand was terribly cold.

"I'm sorry, Severus," Harry murmured, pressing his face into the man's scarred palm, "but not again. I swear we'll win, never again gone."

"Get yourselves in order, then go down and buy some food." After another silence, Snape sighed.He waved his hand out of Harry's grasp, talking lazily as if impatiently.

******

Harry tore off a piece of bread and dipped it into the thick soup that was increasingly cutting corners, cursing the man's capriciousness in his heart.

His actions clearly show that he has feelings for him.But every time he inadvertently or forced to show a milder attitude, he would immediately bounce back, so unreasonable that it was unreasonable.His attitude was completely uncooperative.Harry had to admit that Snape was good at denying and embarrassing himself. If he couldn't get out of his own horns, he could make a simple thing a hundred times more difficult.

If Severus Snape refused to communicate, maybe no one in the world could do anything to him except Dumbledore.But it's his silence and persistence that make him so charming.

He pushed away his own empty bowls and did room service himself—delivering them down.This is the sixth day, and the snow still hasn't stopped.People had lost even the desire to quarrel, and the dining room was filled with tenants in twos and threes, eating potatoes and soup, looking sluggish.

Harry returned to the room with a heavy heart. He glanced at the door. Although someone cleaned it every day, the snow still covered half of the glass door again at the end of the day.

Harry grew increasingly restless as bedtime approached.He changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed, ready for a new round of testing.Snape came out of the bathroom. Standing by the bed, he ordered Harry, who occupied the center of the bed, to move aside with a sharp stare.

"Why do I have to be so far away from you when we only have one bed? I've had enough," Harry said. "I think about you every day. Only in your arms can I not feel cold and do nothing." nightmare."

"You should not allow your dependence on me to continue to develop. It is an illusion, and it is a mistake."

"We already had sex last night." Harry pointed out that Snape's calmness allowed him to abandon his shyness without shyness, "This has actually happened, so in this matter, you are no longer Keep your right. I think we should go with it."

"Correct? It has nothing to do with being correct, it's just your desire, Potter." Snape made a sarcasm of disapproval from the back of his throat, "It's not even an excuse. If you want me to repeat the same mistakes... ..."

"But you can't resist our soul connection! There's nothing wrong with this relationship!" Harry said impatiently, reaching out to Rasnape, and paying attention to Snape's expression carefully so that he wouldn't touch him Killed, "our connection was tested by spells and prophecies, it just happened, no matter how unbelievable, the world gave them to us, and it made sense! And I don't see what could be in the way between us —our identities? Our gender? Or did you tell the mysterious man the prophecy?"

"It could all be. There will be many more obstacles. The most important thing is that I have no feeling for you, Potter, which makes it impossible for me to start with you if there is a smooth road ahead. Please move on Butt, Mr Potter. If you keep lying in the middle of this bed, then I'm going to spend the night in the pub."

"Yes, I really don't deserve you. I have nothing to make you decide to step over your own cordon." Harry got up and moved his position, looked at Snape and said desperately and angrily, "I Just a little boy with poor grades. And you're one of the best Potions masters, the best Occlumency specialists, and probably the best Dark Arts master alive. Not from my own fame. I'm worthless myself."

"Potter, in case you've forgotten, it's war time. We're on our way to find allies. And all you have in your little head is love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love. .You've been talking about this stuff for a month. Do you have any knowledge of giants in your head? Do you know what they want? Do you know how to convince these brutal creatures? You may have forgotten to wait Our negotiations with the giants have come to an end, and the final battle is about to begin! You don't need to match me, and you don't need to consider how many Galleons you are worth—at least not less than the amount in your treasury. You only need Think about how to win!"

"Of course I'm thinking about it! But the plan is not static, which is why they need to be persuaded by humans instead of letters! As for courting you, I will not give up. This is not a conflict. Someone told me that any Never give up the pursuit of happiness under any circumstances, this is the reason why human beings can continue to the present.”

"Pursuing me will not allow humanity to continue."

"It's just a metaphor, I don't believe you don't understand." Harry unconsciously stared at Snape's shirt and trousers slung over the back of the chair, "Where's your Veritaserum? Just three drops, and Even the Dark Lord spews out his darkest little secrets? If you want to convince me, you'd better drink some of this stuff before answering my questions. - I'm going to finish this topic, and you don't even think about getting out. Xuedu Lock the door, you can't push it open. Unless you can't open my mouth now."

Snape sighed angrily. "Isn't there a special bloodline in the Potter family that ensures that every Potter turns out to be a nuisance suitor? That's what happened to your father, who hung around Lily like a fool for seven years. Most of the time he acted like a fly."

"But in the end they got married."

"He gave you a wrong example, Potter. He made you think that relentless pestering would get you anything. I have to remind you that most people in this world aren't so lucky."

"And we are lucky. We loved each other while we were alive, and there was no disease and no rivalry." Harry stared into Snape's eyes, and there was an accusation in his tone, "We need to move forward It's only you who have lived."

"Potter—"

"Well, if you insist on not admitting it, we won't talk about it," said Harry, his eyes firm, bright, and honest. "You always think I have two paths to choose, don't you? Go on with me. Did my mother's path end up abandoning you, breaking with you, or continuing my father's path and repulsing you? No. I'm Harry Potter, and I have my own path to follow, and it's never going to be a break, Mutual hate or just acquaintances. Severus, if I am not the person who knows you best in the world, then at least one of them. You use your preternatural self-control to pretend that you don't care, trying to push me away , but when you really succeed and I leave you as you wish, you will hate yourself again and let yourself be isolated from the world. I will not give you this opportunity to shrink back and laugh at yourself that you are as unworthy of love as you think , because it's not true. I'll be here, and I'll always be by your side. Once you decide not to hang yourself up and torture all the time, I'll take it right away, and with all my heart, it's a good idea," he finished , lying back on his side, and moved a bit angrily, so that one of his arms was just parallel to the edge of the bed.He closed his eyes, making it obvious that this was the end of the conversation, that he didn't want to hear any more rejections.

Once again the willful Gryffindor let himself go about things.When he wants to talk, no matter how annoying the other party is, he has to finish it forcefully, and when he doesn't want to listen, he can make his own decisions and end the topic abruptly.He starts when he wants to start, continues when he wants to last, and ends when he wants to end.And he couldn't even deduce whether he would use his capriciousness on anyone, or on his feelings themselves.

He won't.Snape's heart said to himself.With all the ruthlessness in his body, he concluded that Harry Potter was a stupid, annoying, stubborn, sweet little bastard with magical powers.He is like a bottle of green but viscous mead, which will ferment more and more attractive with time, and he has enough for now.And he couldn't convince himself with all the reason in him that he still just wanted to get rid of the boy.

He didn't speak, and for a brief moment he watched Harry's face silently.Then he changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed, the two of them on one side, quietly staring at the ceiling in the dark.The wind and snow outside were still howling, and slowly, for the first time in six days, the wind stopped.After an indeterminate amount of time, Harry stopped pretending to be asleep, and quietly nudged his side once, then again.Snape maintained his steady breathing, and what seemed like a century had passed before Harry finally managed to get close to him, carefully twisting his body to fit him, and sighed in contentment.

"Severus, I forgive you for being a bastard. Please forgive yourself too," he whispered prayerfully, resting his forehead lightly on his shoulder.

The author has something to say: Yes, it is because of the pursuit of SS that there is no way to continue. Hahaha Xiaoha lost three babies.

To this day I still wonder if there is a way in the wizarding world to have same-sex children or something.