[HP] Subversion - Destined

In a year, only the summer vacation can let Snape relax. There is no Gryffindor who uses muscles instead of brains to think, no Slytherin who speaks an aristocratic accent everywhere he goes, no logical confusion and surprises at every turn. Hufflepuff, there is no Ravenclaw who doesn't know how to pretend to understand and thinks he is delving into some great subject-the most important thing is that there is no Potter savior who always attracts trouble but likes to ask for trouble.

It would be perfect if you don't need to go out.Snape walked in the dark spider's end. In fact, he usually used Apparition, but an occasional walk could also adjust his mood.Suddenly he felt a familiar wave of magic coming from the alley in front of him. He frowned. He was the only wizard living in this dirty and messy alley. So this wave was a lost person?

Snape is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business. Normally, he would never get involved in any muddy water. However, the slightly chaotic fluctuation of magic power gave him a feeling of irritability. He raised his wand and poked into the alley: "Who's there?"

"Professor Snape?" Snape finally knew the source of his irritability—the pitiful green eyes of the savior were the brightest points of light in the dimness, followed by the image of the disheveled face and tattered clothes From the sight of it, there seemed to be bloodstains mixed in during the period, and it was impossible to tell what kind of injury he had suffered, but from his calm voice other than a little guilty, it could be heard that he was not seriously injured.

Why is Potter still lingering after leaving Hogwarts!Snape had to take a deep breath, almost every time he met the savior, his small stomach would swell with gas.I should teach him a profound lesson - thought Snape, his little whimsical imagination popping up again during the year-end DADA exams.

Levitating the savior back to his room deftly, Snape cast a few cleaning spells at the dirty boy to make sure that the other party would not stain his sofa.Putting the dislocated ankle back into position, he began rummaging for potions.It has to be said that Harry Potter inherited his mother's talent for potions, at least from the fact that he knew how to make aging potions before going to school, the quality of blood tonic and coagulation potions can be guaranteed.

"Drink it." Snape firmly believes that good medicine tastes bitter, and the more beneficial the potion is, the more ingredients with strong taste are always used. Watching the savior swallow the medicine slowly, Snape found that he looked weak occasionally The sharp edge was much more pleasing to the eye than usual, and out of nowhere kindness stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, and he admired the terrified expression of the other party like a frightened small animal.It wasn't until a simple command of "undress" that the savior screamed in fright and couldn't bear to knock him out.

Staring at the tattered clothes in disgust, even cleaning them up could not conceal their essential mess.After simply cutting off the Muggle clothes, Snape gasped. He thought Harry Potter was very thin and small, but now he looks even more malnourished. He was raised in Hogwarts for a year. the result of.The fingers involuntarily slid across some shallow scars on the boy's body, and the sleeping body shrank reflexively under such a touch.

Did those damn Muggles do it?Snape's eyes darkened, and he thought of his childhood self, what would he have become without Lily?And what about Harry?He was even lonely before school... Snape was suddenly thankful that Dumbledore had agreed to teach Harry for three years.

Although his heart was not balanced, his movements were very light, and he applied the medicine to the newly added wound finely, and then without much thought, he placed Harry on his own bed.Staring at the boy who was smaller than the big bed, he was stunned for a while, and when the boy couldn't bear the cold and instinctively shrank back, he recovered and covered him with a thin blanket.

Snape pretended to knock on the door and turned around to walk towards the studio. He needed to brew some potions for conditioning his body. Perhaps for Harry, who liked sports, his body was not as fragile as he imagined, he comforted himself.

After making a few fresh potions, Snape remembered that he should inform the Weasleys. He subconsciously looked at the time. It was already midnight, but the accident was caused by the Weasleys. Learn to take responsibility and let them worry for a while.Snape wrote a letter, sent Aquila to the Burrow, and returned to his bedroom.

Harry, who was sleeping soundly, didn't show his sharpness that he couldn't hide normally, and looked calm and childish at this moment.Only here did Snape allow himself some complicated expressions.He reconfirmed that the other party would not wake up suddenly, held Harry's head up a little awkwardly, and poured bottles of medicine.He told himself that the reason for improving the taste of the potion was that the other party would be choked awake, and in any case he didn't want any of the Potters to have any feelings for him other than negative emotions-he thought the situation had been under control so far.

Snape had never given medicine to any unconscious person so lightly, even to his friend Lucius, who was punished by the Dark Lord in pain, he could open the other's jaw without changing his expression, Even if the other party was choked on—because the Savior was still a child, he quickly found an appropriate excuse.

Wiping off the medicine stains from the corner of the savior's mouth, the boy's lips moistened by the medicine looked plump and moist.He stared at them, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the next moment he withdrew his hands and stood up as if he had been electrocuted. Then he realized that his movements were too big. Fortunately, the boy showed no sign of waking up.He stroked the corner of his lips, his eyes were empty and he was thinking about something, until the sound of Aquila's flapping wings sounded, and he turned and left the bedroom.

When Harry Potter woke up, everything went back to the original point. He was still the underage savior who thought that the wizarding world could not function normally without him, and was eager to sacrifice his own life to save all mankind. .

After pushing the troublesome savior to the Weasleys, the platinum aristocrat Lucius Malfoy ushered in Spider's End, which should have been very deserted.Through Draco's mouth, Lucius must have known the news that the Dark Lord is still alive, but Snape didn't talk to him about this issue. They maintained a tacit understanding, a kind that has existed since the war tacit agreement.

"Severus, your teaching application on DADA has been rejected again?" Lucius would never beat around the bush when poking someone's pain.

Snape closed the book in his hands forcefully, raised his eyes and squinted at him: "Itchy scalp?"

"Ahaha, I just told you that the next school year's DADA professor is Gilderoy Lockhart." The smirk on the other party's face slowly disappeared, and he sat down casually on the sofa.

"You came here just to tell about your past affairs?" Snape snorted.

"Of course not!" Lucius loosened his collar in embarrassment, "Don't you wonder why he was the only one in Slytherin who could remain neutral in the war? Maybe we all disdain this kind of pretentious guy, But I don’t know if you’ve read his books, but his grandiosity is based on facts—his identity is not that simple.”

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"...Be careful with him, I always feel restless, what will happen to Hogwarts this year." Lucius seemed really upset.

Snape poured two glasses of red wine unhurriedly, "Hogwarts will never be peaceful with the savior around. Don't worry, I will take good care of your little dragon and won't let your romantic debt be counted on him Go on your head." Handing the other party a glass of wine, he paused, remembering what the savior said, there is a house elf named Dobby in Malfoy Manor, and I am afraid that no wizard can see through these neurotic creatures Thoughts, he finally reminded vaguely, "I think you'd better get your house elves in order first."

Sending off the inexplicably anxious platinum nobleman, Snape carefully recalled Lockhart's deeds. In his impression, he was a standard nobleman, humble and polite to everyone, and liked to stick behind Lucius like a dog's skin plaster.

Snape, who was busy dealing with the looters, didn't pay much attention to him before. It was the day before Lucius got married that he discovered their special relationship--Snape never expected that the man who was always as proud as a peacock Platinum nobles would apparate in front of him in such a embarrassing manner, especially if an unspeakable part was traumatized.Presumably the other party has nothing to do, in order to pretend that nothing happened when they got married, they can only come to themselves.At that time, Lucius smelled of alcohol and had a fever, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear him, and he kept repeating a nonsense: "I'm going back"...

Snape never mentioned that day again. The next day Lucius was still decent and generous to be his groom, married the beautiful bride Narcissa, and a year later successfully had a little heir. After that, Snape forgot about Lockhart. After all, platinum nobles always had countless affairs, but he had never been so embarrassed before, so he only had the impression of that time.

After the fall of the Dark Lord, Snape had seen Lockhart's name in some reports, and his evaluation of him gradually turned into flashy and insignificant. He only thought that Lockhart would apply to become the DADA professor this time. He was hyping his popularity, so Dumbledore couldn't find more candidates, so he could only choose him.Lucius would come to him in a serious manner because of him. Is he really worried that he has some ulterior secrets, or is it just based on the fact that he has suffered a lot in the past?

Snape couldn't figure it out, and he didn't intend to meddle in other people's business. He always believed that this was a private matter of the platinum nobles, and he had no right to intervene.But if he really threatened the students of Hogwarts, then he would definitely not tolerate it.

Staring coldly at the flames, Snape used Occlumency to clear all thoughts...