[SSHP] End of life

"How long before we know it, the war is about to start." Harry said at the last foothold before returning to Hogwarts.

"Perhaps soon," Snape replied.It was the sixth day since they had met Dumbledore.On the night after tomorrow, everything will come to an end.

They will not escape the end of the Second Coming.He will take the boy with him to the battlefield.He would use that contract spell again.Two people live one, and he will use his life to ensure that Harry defeats Voldemort.As for the soul piece on the boy's head, it's not a big deal.If he doesn't need to take that much into account, he has plenty of ways to completely destroy the soul piece.He'd do everything in his power to keep the boy in this fight until the day he had to—then they'd all die together.It would be a consummation, a perfect victory in his own hands, and his complete love.

"If I survived the war, I'd like to open a bookstore." Harry curled up on the bed with his knees folded, and he looked trembling inexplicably.Snape walked from the end of his bed to fetch the kettle, then walked back to the window to make himself a cup of tea.He sat in an armchair and opened a book.

"That would be a tragedy." He raised an eyebrow without looking at Harry. "I don't think a person who doesn't like reading can open a good bookstore."

"Your impression of me is still when I was 11 years old." Harry accused dissatisfiedly, jumped out of bed and walked over.He wasn't wearing shoes, and when he walked over, he was surprised to find that Snape wasn't wearing either.A section of the man's pale calf was exposed under the bathrobe, and a small half of the same pale toes were buried in the plush carpet, and the toenails looked hard and round.Harry sat down on Snape's lap and rested his head on his lap.He noticed that the man's toes curled up a little.

"If you don't want to stay in bed, roll into that chair, Potter." Snape gave Harry an impatient knee.Not only did Harry not move, but he also hugged Snape's legs with his hands, and rubbed his cheek against his knee, showing a very satisfied expression.

Snape put the teacup back on the coffee table, lest he catch fire and pour the liquid over the boy's head.He knew that if he said once again that Harry hadn't followed his instructions, it would mean the boy wouldn't obey, and it would be useless for him to try to drive him away.Unless he's really mad.

But it was hard for him to get really angry anymore.From that absurd night onwards, he was gradually unable to refuse any insistence from Harry.Although that doesn't mean he could say no every time before.Nothing could penetrate the thick skin of the boy's Potter blood.

"I want to open a bookstore in the Muggle world. I want to make all the bookshelves and floors of the bookstore wooden, and then I can sit behind the counter and read a book by myself. When I am tired from reading, I can look out at the scenery, guess what?" What kind of life does the people who pass by outside the store have. You can also make coffee. I like coffee, and I believe many people like it. So, I will definitely ask customers who would like it before making it. It is very good to drink coffee together It's a happy thing, they shared their happiness with me, so I won't take their money." Harry blinked, and he lay on Snape's lap, with the corners of his lips curled up, and a slight sadness on his face And yearning, "I'm only good at making coffee. If I can survive..." He moved his head and buried his face between Snape's knees.

Snape frowned.He began to wonder if the boy's intuition had sensed something.

"If I don't live, I can't have you by my side," Harry said insincerely. "If I die, you're dead too. If I die, you have to die, Severus." Live well."

He said, keeping his head down, out of Snape's sight.It was the only way he could think of testing Snape.There was a part of Snape who was cunning, vicious, and cruel, but there was an even bigger part of him that was bright, stubborn, and righteous.His sense of responsibility is too strong.This was the man he loved, the man who would never allow himself to flee war out of fear, that would be against his principles.He has lived to this day to win.He would rather sacrifice him, himself, and anyone else for the war - as long as it could be won.And he finally found himself doing the same.

He was painfully aware that his only fear came from Snape.He doesn't care that he has been a weapon of war all his life, even the meaning of existence and the reason of death are all in this, and he doesn't care that he is still very young, and he will disappear forever before he can see the wider world.He was only afraid that he would lose Snape, and Snape would lose him.He was even more afraid of leaving Snape alone again.Last time Snape had him, with responsibilities and hatred supporting him to walk day by day, this time he had nothing.His stubbornness and withdrawal will prevent him from looking forward, and this time he obviously has more than 20 years.He'll keep shutting himself up in the cellar, torturing his own body, mind, with the smallest, not even his own mistakes, refusing everyone's attention and pretending he's fine and doesn't care, all by himself Another 20 years, 40 years, 60 years—until he died.

Harry looked at the rug.Tomorrow night, his consciousness will disappear.Maybe in another 500 years, 1000 years, their souls will meet again and be together, but it's not them.He really wanted to give Snape a permanent oblivion, take him away to Muggle society, and live out his life in anonymity.He wanted to fuse with Snape's blood, go back in time, go back to a time when nothing happened, and leave England directly.If the spell can be used once, it can be used a second time.

"I wish I could," Snape replied, picking up his teacup, and there was a brief silence. "You're the only one who would take pleasure in harassing me. I'll just be quieter when you're dead, but I guess you stupid Gryffin Multimodal thinking will definitely interpret my words as 'Harassment is welcome, anytime'."

Harry shook his head, thanking Snape for his comfort in his heart.He tried to pretend to be strong, but the words that came out of his mouth betrayed his reason: "But I don't have a chance. I think I'm really going to die this time." He paused, sucking in the warmth of Snape's body. Yaoxiang, trying to pretend that he just asked casually, "What were you thinking when you died last time? Are you afraid?"

Slight noise.Snape put the teacup back on the table.After a heavy silence, he replied slowly with some thought: "No. I am not afraid. That is what I foresee, what I am waiting for. I am tired of living, but I will never give up, I will never Allow yourself to die without doing anything. If I die, then this death will only be a failure of the struggle, or I choose to get rid of it. I will never be forced to accept any arrangement, even if everyone tells me that it is fate .”

This man is too smart.That was exactly the answer he wanted to hear.He finally confirmed that they understand death in exactly the same way: he didn't stop fighting, but he chose to pay for the future of more people.His death is precisely his confrontation with fate.This answer finally made him let go of the last big rock in his heart - he no longer had to use unnecessary worries to cover up his own fear of hurt and loss. His lover was fragile and tough, which was undoubtedly their painful but firm common choice.He doesn't hate him, and neither does he.

He would eliminate his greed and allow Snape to face a life that truly belonged to him.He believed Snape would come out.He was reluctant, but no longer afraid.This man's love and warmth made him brave again, and his frankness was what really calmed his heart.

"Okay, Severus. I think I'll try to live on, even if it's just the last fight." Harry lied calmly, knelt down and hugged Snape's waist, and stuck his whole body against the On him, "I will live, and you will, and we will all."

Snape stared at the twirl of hair on top of Harry's head and stroked the rim of the teacup on the table thoughtfully.

"Do it again." After a while, Harry buried himself in Snape's arms and said, "Teach me. I'm not good enough." He pointedly pushed his chin into Snape's dormant body. thing.

"You never paid attention to my lessons, Potter."

"I'll listen carefully this time." Harry raised his head, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "If there is, I will learn it slowly, and it doesn't matter if I don't." It took him a lot of determination to Made himself speak, and secretly begged Snape not to hear the reluctance in his voice, "You can teach someone else. Someone must be a better student than me."

Snape looked at Harry as if lost in thought for a brief moment, Harry couldn't judge his mood.After a while, he grabbed Harry's arm and lifted Harry up, who obediently straddled his lap.

It took a long time to wait for the kiss to fall, Snape's face was slowly approaching, and the breaths of the two blended, but he seemed to be hesitating or confirming something, and he never went any further.After a while, Harry couldn't hold back anymore, and moved forward a little.Snape pinched his chin, gently circled the corners of his lips with his thumb, then slowly moved closer, sucked his upper lip as if sipping wine, and then quickly backed away.

The moment their lips met, Harry felt his soul jerk violently in his body, and his mind went blank.He subconsciously ran towards Snape, but Snape stopped him firmly. "Put every defense and confusion spell you know in this room. I need my wand if you don't want to get hurt."

Harry stared blankly at Snape's extremely pale lips, and it took him a moment to really understand what Snape had said.He stood up panting, took out his wand from his pocket, and hurriedly walked around the house a few times, casting spells that he had used countless times during the year in exile—he thought he was unfamiliar or even forgotten, but none of them No.Then he walked quickly towards Snape.

"Stop, Potter." Snape sat firmly on the chair, his breathing, complexion, and even his trousers were all quite normal.Harry felt like a 14-year-old boy trying to jump at him, embarrassed and ridiculous.

"A few more spells. I'll say the pronunciation, and you try to use it."

"But it takes practice to fully use it!"

"Then use your talents and learn faster."

Ten minutes later, Snape picked up his wand.Harry watched furiously as Snape recast the defensive and isolation spells he had used.Snape went to the bed, put his wand down beside the pillow, and said, "Come here."

The anger disappeared instantly.Harry didn't even bother whether he, as a Gryffindor, should obey the head of Slytherin, and immediately took a few strides to Snape's side, placing his wand with his.Snape wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and lowered his head in a very slow way.Harry thought he was going to kiss him, but Snape didn't, he just tilted his head and brushed his ear, a shudder from the slow process.Warm and moist breath lingered on the side of his neck, and a deep voice whispered to him: "First of all, let the other party feel completely relaxed and trust you enough. After all, this is a very intimate thing in most cases. If you can't Now, then desire is the first choice. Desire will make a person lose judgment, and can even not mind whether the other person is a person or a dog-now I think that you have lost the judgment that you didn't have much. I will go to the second step."

"No!" Harry retorted, sticking out his tongue and licking the artery in Snape's neck, "You've already done it! You should have chosen the first one, I'm not relaxed enough yet!"

Snape was silent for a moment, squeezing Harry's chin to push his upper body away a little.Harry found that pinching his jaw seemed to be a bad habit of Snape, a strong man who always wanted to control something.He put his arms around Snape, trying to resist the hand that pushed him away.

Snape seemed to say something indistinctly, and he gave up looking, pulling Harry closer to him.He let go of Harry's chin and gently supported his face instead.Rough and warm fingers wrapped his cheeks, and after a subtle caress, a kiss fell on his forehead.

A kiss on the lips does feel different than a kiss on the forehead.One is love or pure desire, the other is soft and soothing.When Snape kissed him lightly and rubbed the tip of his nose against his, Harry felt his own desire strangely soothed, replaced by a less intense but warmer feeling.This feeling filled his limbs and bones.He also took Snape's face in his hands and kissed him on the cheek and the tip of his nose.

The look in those already familiar black eyes was unfamiliar to Harry.But instead of giving him time to think any more, Snape kissed his eyes, forcing them to close.With his eyes closed, he felt himself being picked up by Snape and placed on the bed gently.

"Now you are relaxed enough. Then enter the second stage of the course. If the other party has no experience, this stage should be extended appropriately. I believe for the time being that you have never had experience. This stage is desire, real desire. Relaxation plus desire is enough to make the other party want you, which requires some touch and exploration."

Harry snorted, wanting to refute Snape's "for now" - the man had until now refused to admit his own feelings for him.But he had no more chances, and Harry heard himself gasp as Snape licked his ear.His hands frantically pulled the hem of Snape's shirt out as Snape kissed his neck.He tried to undo Snape's belt as Snape's hand slipped under the hem of his sweater, caressing the side of his waist and twirling the little red spot on his chest.Snape's kiss returned to Harry's ear, and he inhaled softly.When Harry thought he was finally going to explain how to proceed to the next step, and was ready to strip the two of them naked the moment he asked, he just put his earlobe in his mouth and bit lightly: "At this stage, you It is necessary to accurately judge what the other party needs in order to maximize the mobilization of the other party's desire. Some people need kisses and touches, some people need whipping, some people..."

Before he could finish, Harry grabbed Snape's sweater hem and pulled it up.Snape stopped his teaching, straightened up and let Harry yank off his sweater with complete indulgence.Harry threw Snape's sweater at the foot of the bed, grabbed his baggy sweater and shirt, and pulled them all over his head.In this brief moment, Snape had straightened out the white shirt that Harry had messed up, and Harry, gasping for breath, tore off his jeans and underpants again, and rushed over to study Snape's belt buckle.After a few seconds, he pulled Snape's belt away and called, "Enough, take it off now!"

"Potter, you're begging me to teach you this so you can still end up like a sperm..."

"I'm quitting!" Harry yelled. "All your lessons are torturing me! I want fairness! Fairness! I'm stripped and you can't keep your virginity like an old bastard!"

At that moment, Harry clearly saw a small smile on Snape's mouth.The corners of his eyes furrowed slightly as a smile broke out, and this time Harry understood what was flickering in the black eyes.Pleasure, gentleness, a little love, maybe something else, they all blend together and are warm.

Snape took off all the clothes on his lower body, continued to kneel and sit opposite Harry in the same posture as before, and slightly spread his hands with a warm expression to indicate that Harry could do whatever he wanted.Harry lunged at Snape and began frantically unbuttoning his shirts.The buttons were so tight that it took him nearly 15 seconds to undo two.The longing for skin-to-skin was so unbearable that he almost clung to Snape, kissing him longingly, one hand slipping through the hem of his shirt and wrapping his arms around Snape's waist, the other Pulled hard on his neckline.

He tried twice, and the only result was a collar button that was far from enough to call it crumbling.It hangs on a thread.Snape avoided his lips, buried his face in the side of his neck, and Harry guessed the eerily slight vibration of the man's body was a low, silent laugh.It occurred to him that he could also rip the shirt off the top of the man's head, but he soon discovered that the cuffs of the shirt were also buttoned tightly.He grabbed Snape's hair and pulled his head back, kissed him hard, and ||| poked and poked at SS with a carrot||, continuing to try to tear his neckline open.After trying again to no avail, Harry couldn't help but complain: "Merlin!"

Snape suddenly hugged Harry back and held him in his arms, leaning down and reaching for his wand.The buttons of his shirt, which Harry had been struggling with for several minutes, were suddenly undone, and the man shook the clothes off with a decisive movement.Harry felt the tip of the wand slide down his spine to his tailbone, shivered at the cold touch, and hugged Snape even tighter.Snape murmured a spell under his breath.

The wand came off the skin, and Harry |||||| turned upside down on the flat surface|||||, and there was some space between them.Harry ||| used his lower limbs ||| tried to get closer to him.Snape complied with the force, put his hand on the side of Harry's head,|||Hey!Mount Tai overwhelms! |||, forehead to forehead: "I believe you are ready?"

He was answered with an impetuous kiss.

The erotic kiss lasted for half a minute, Harry||||||Hey hey hey hey SS will never suffer||||||.The potency of the spell made the pain, which might not have been much, less noticeable. Snape paused for a moment, as if to confirm that Harry was really adapting, |||||The steam engine is a great invention of mankind|| |||.The feeling of being filled and in control is so good, it seems that I no longer have to make heavy decisions by myself, but just rely on it wholeheartedly.Harry let go of Snape's lips and screamed, "Wow - that's great!"

"Have you put a Silencing Charm on the room?" Snape asked.He lowered his head and sucked Harry's Adam's apple, which stinged slightly.

"I don't know!" Harry complained loudly, feeling his brain turn into a gooey mess, "Don't be sarcastic about me now!" He gasped, and then said, "If you can't do it, I'll do it for you." !"

Snape snorted softly, expressing his disdain for Harry's provocation.With a heavy blow as a prelude, the next thing is |||||You must know the siege engine||||.Harry swayed in the wind and rain, he |||ref. Dodger Flurry|||, heard himself groaning, screaming, but didn't know what he was talking about.Snape wheezed heavily in his ear, pinching his hips, biting his neck, collarbone and shoulders with sweet pain.The moment he was about to be released, it was clear to Harry that he had finally yelled, "I love you! Severus! Severus!"

||||Have you ever stepped on a caterpillar? That snap, ouch|||Splattered Snape's chest.Harry didn't know how long he had been unconscious, not too short, but not too long.Snape was pulling away from him, he rolled over and pushed Snape down, leaning down diagonally from above to kiss him.Snape gave him a deep gaze, warm palms brushed his chin, caressed his neck, ran his fingers through his black tangled hair, pinned the nape of his neck and pulled him towards him.It was a gentle, peaceful kiss until Harry's arms shook from bearing his weight for so long.Snape relaxed his fingers and let Harry move away from him, slowly opening his eyes.

"We've booked two rooms," he said.His thumb was still lightly stroking Harry's neck.Harry knew he wasn't serious, but he didn't want to hear such half-truths.He snorted disapprovingly, pushed Snape aside, and lay himself down beside him, with half of his limbs against him and half of his limbs wrapped around him.

"I'm not going." He finally settled himself and said.

"Potter, your age is not suitable for acting like a baby."

"Harry. Call me Harry." Harry put his head on Snape's shoulder. "At least for now."

Snape didn't answer.After a while, he hesitated and moved slowly.He rolled over on his side, put his arms spread out on the bed around Harry's shoulders, and rested Harry's shaggy head on his upper arm.Harry felt the tip of his wand tap lightly on his waist, and Snape said something.The wand moved away, and the pillow moved slightly.Snape's hand returned to Harry's back, stroking reassuringly. "If you refuse to wash yourself, go to sleep," he said in a icy voice.

Harry snuggled up to him, and he didn't refuse.The hand on Harry's back continued to comfort him a few times, then stopped, but he didn't take it back, but pulled Harry into his arms.All conversations ended with a soft kiss on Harry's forehead.

Harry put his face on Snape's shoulder and closed his eyes.

The author has something to say: Waking up early and not exercising ruins the day.I'm in a bad mood... I hope this chapter won't be locked, it's very troublesome to change, pick my nose.

SS Shrinking, I really... admit that I can't die.I'll have to force him to admit it later... Yes, I'm impatient with him, maybe it's because I'm unconscious, uncomfortable, and in a bad mood, huh.So in real life, such a character is really lonely.

I thought about this chapter for a long time, and finally decided to make him awkward.Since this article chooses SS with such a personality, there should be no gentleman or enthusiasm in the article, just be deep to the end.Have you noticed that he still refuses to call Xiaoha by his name?What do you think?Has come to this point, SS still refuses to admit that it is normal?I was planning on keeping him from admitting it to Harry himself until the end.Sides are okay.laugh.

My feeling is this, Xiaoha is very scared, and it is the same in real life. The people he chases have a pessimistic attitude towards family and love that is hard to change. What can make him feel more at ease is that he knows SS I love him too, but I just can't get enough of him.If you take a wrong step, the other party will shrink back and may never be able to catch up again, because SS can make these longings not exist in your life and completely eliminate them.Maybe if SS responded, he would be more at ease and braver.Oops, I can't imagine it in reality. If SS gave it to me, I think nine times out of ten I will say goodbye to him manually.Bless Erha, what you get after a long time of hard work is always the best.

Oops locked again.sweat.Let's use ||||| this time~