[HP] Subversion - Destined

With Peter Pedilu's confession, Sirius was quickly cleared of his charges, and the looters of the year once again stood in the sun unscrupulously.Snape, who had long left his student days and had been a professor for more than ten years, didn't want to meet this vulgar Blake, but most of the time it was this stupid dog who came to his door and barked happily.Even if he knew that the other party was just looking for a sense of existence, Snape couldn't let himself suffer, and Sirius' status as the godfather of the savior always reminded him that he and Harry had an indecent relationship.

Harry seemed to know the past grievances, and tried not to let the godfather appear in front of Snape. The two of them acted as if nothing had happened. They returned to the original simple student and mentor, and almost no one noticed that there was something wrong between them. Change, of course, Dumbledore must have noticed, he was happy to see the teacher and student becoming more and more harmonious, but he certainly did not expect that they were not as pure as he imagined.

After the situation had stabilized, the great White Wizard began to cast his elaborate web to lead his prey to their death.

As expected, Dumbledore asked Snape to go back to being a double agent and help the Dark Lord resurrect, because only resurrection can completely end this myth of flying away from death.Snape could understand that Dumbledore would not let Harry know that he was a spy, but what he couldn't accept was that Dumbledore asked him to kill himself to gain the trust of the Dark Lord—after the Dark Lord was completely resurrected Time, in front of Harry Potter.

For this reason, it was the first time that Snape strongly resisted and rejected the old man's decision. He had no doubt that as the savior of Gryffindor, he would hate himself for the rest of his life—yes, not long ago he used the influence of the golden cup to do everything possible Harry hated him all the time, but now, Snape couldn't bear the thought of the other party looking at him with disappointment and hatred, and even turning into a duel to the death.

It doesn't matter if you don't get it, you don't care about losing it, so he could be so cruel at the time, but when he got it, he got Harry's promise, he got Harry's obsession without hesitation, how could he endure the pain of getting it and then losing it?Could he remain nonchalant when Harry raised his wand and pointed it at him, wanting to kill him?

But Snape has no choice, because Dumbledore is to destroy the Dark Lord, because the Dark Lord's sworn enemy is the savior Harry Potter, if the Dark Lord does not die, Harry will never be safe.He can't bet on Harry's life, he would rather suffer loneliness and pain by himself, as long as Harry is alive, for Harry's sake, he must choose to believe in Dumbledore and obey Dumbledore.

Snape smiled wryly, and Dumbledore said he could give him time to think about it, but he knew he would eventually agree.This kind of human nature was fully calculated by this great white wizard. As long as he needs it, he will squeeze out all the use value of a person. He has the ability to make you do the most disgusting things but is willing to accept it.

When Snape returned to the side of the Dark Lord, because of the problem with the Sorcerer's Stone, the Dark Lord punished him severely. He knew that the other party did not fully trust him, but now that no one is available, the other party will not easily abandon any Death Eater only.

After more than ten years of comfort, Snape needs to adapt to this identity as soon as possible. Every step he takes is like walking on thin ice. Maybe the Dark Lord who lost his mind the next moment will judge him as a traitor because of a little flaw, and he doesn't even have a chance to explain directly. Welcome to the green light.

Until one day during the holiday, someone knocked hard on the door of Spider's End Alley. He angrily tried to stop the impolite knock, but saw Harry in a mess, with a pale face and tired expression, and his whole body was wet as if from water. His white T-shirt was covered with ashes, and his hair stuck to his forehead in strands of sweat.Before Snape could speak, the boy threw himself into his arms.From the incoherent narration of the house elf Dobby, he knew that Harry had met the crazy woman Bella, and even had a heart attack!

Harry was depressed, his body was still twitching slightly, he was passively curled up on the sofa, his eyes lost the lively expression they used to, Snape couldn't help being afraid for a while, he had seen the Dark Lord more than once at the Death Eaters gathering Capture teenagers of this age group, and compare who can withstand Cruciatus for longer...

Bellatrix, how dare she touch his man! ?Snape was furious. If this woman had been in front of him at that time, he would have used ten or hundreds of Cruciatus to make her feel the pain of the Longbottoms!And the Ministry of Magic, which eats soft food, let Bella attack the savior under their noses. Are their eyes smeared with dragon dung?

Seeing the boy drink the medicine obediently and regain some energy, Snape felt a little relieved.He sneered at Dumbledore's hopes for the Ministry of Magic. Look at these idiots who have done more than succeed in their success, what else can they do besides entertaining and dodging?After the Minister of Magic casually went through a cutscene and left, Spider's End alley brought Sirius into trouble again.He knew that it would be no good if Dumbledore appeared on the stage!

In fact, the moment Harry said he wanted to stay in Spider's End, and the moment Sirius was stunned by it, Snape was a little elated in his heart, but reason soon overcame all unrealistic demands—once the Dark Lord knew that the savior was on his way. here……

"Severus, Voldemort hasn't made enough preparations for his resurrection, so he won't attack Harry for the time being. And Harry staying by your side is equivalent to staying under his nose, which is more beneficial for him to control the savior." Deng Bullido persuaded, "What's more, do you believe that Sirius can take good care of Harry in this situation?"

"So you want to push the savior to me? I'm not a house-elf, and I don't have the energy to tame this troublesome lion!" Snape was still struggling. He admitted that Dumbledore was right, but he was right Harry's feelings are too complicated, and he doesn't know whether to push the boy away or hold him firmly. He needs a separate and calm space for thinking, instead of letting the boy dangle in front of him all day long. It will affect his judgment!

"You misunderstood me, it was clearly Harry's own wish." Dumbledore stroked his beard with a smile, "Isn't there still Dobby? You don't need to take care of him yourself. I think Harry is very obedient , as long as you say it, he will listen to you."

Snape snorted in disapproval, yes, the savior likes to pretend to be well-behaved on the surface, and then secretly do some shady things... such as seducing the professor.He thought of the semi-public flirtation that day in the cellar corridor, the feeling of Harry's vulnerability trembling in his palm, and his fingers curled up involuntarily.

He didn't know why he had these emotions towards Harry. He was not only his professor, but also old enough to be his father. The gap in status and psychology was too big to be daunting, but he was Lost my mind.I don't know when it started, his mind was full of the boy's figure, his eyes were always subconsciously chasing each other's every move, no matter how ordinary the action was, it could be deeply engraved in his memory.

Harry Potter ended up staying.Snape sent the other party to the bathroom to wash himself clean, and then dived into the book, so as to isolate the frequency of the boy's sight.

He flipped through the book absently, and the words flowed to the bottom of his eyes and turned into a pile of gibberish, and then the gibberish piled up into a Harry out of the bath—the pajamas were loosely draped over the teenager, and his dripping black hair was soaked On his shoulders, his bare skin was glowing with moisture, he rubbed his sleepy eyes with the back of his hand in a daze, and softly called him Sif in a hoarse voice...

So, a man is an animal dominated by sexual desire, as long as he starts this way, don't think he can be satisfied.Snape changed his position unnaturally, to prevent the other party from seeing any unexpected reactions when he came out.

Normally, his work is always full by him, and when he gets busy, he seldom even relieves his desire by himself.After that day of indulgent confusion, it seemed that his last psychological barrier had been broken, and the young man began to enter his world. Reality was inevitable, and dreams were pervasive.Waking up in the middle of the night, in the darkness, he scornfully grasped his avatar and moved it quickly and roughly, until he reached a desperate climax.After that momentary blankness of relaxation, he gasped heavily, and then let a nauseous feeling of nausea attack him.

Occlumency practiced hard for more than ten years was no match for the boy's suppressed moan. Snape felt disgusted by what he did, and continued to do things that disgusted him.The sense of guilt accumulated bit by bit, maybe Harry was just confused for a while, but he was getting deeper and deeper in this quagmire...

Excessive thinking cooled Snape's desire, he looked up at the time, Harry had been in for more than half an hour, why didn't he come out?After hesitating for a while, he knocked on the door: "Potter, do you want to rub yourself off, or do you want to be boiled into Polyjuice Potion?" There was no sound in the bathroom, "Potter? Potter! You Did you drown Potter?! Shit!" He kicked open the door, reaching out to fish Harry out of the bathtub without getting his clothes wet.

still alive.Snape breathed a sigh of relief, fainted or fell asleep?Seeing the pained expression on Harry's frowning tightly, he checked quickly. He was not injured, nor was it a sequelae of Cruciatus. Then... put his palm on the boy's forehead, "Nightmare?"

Hastily wrapping the other person's body in a bath towel, Snape saw a notebook emitting a faint light. What good did these little brats do?He scanned through the chat records, quickly understood the function of the notebook, left a few sentences with a swipe of the pen to drive away the gang of idle brats, and then put Harry on his bed—he subconsciously forgot about that room The guest room has been tidied.

Snape didn't have time to think about it, Harry's performance didn't seem like an ordinary nightmare, the lightning scar on his forehead was very hot, he grabbed the things around him tightly, no matter how hard the other party was tossing, he couldn't wake up, just like being caught in a nightmare Trapped.Snape had never encountered this kind of illness before, he hesitated for a moment and found a few bottles of potion, hoping to ease the pain of the other party.

The boy was still muttering his name in his nightmare, and then woke up with a start full of fear, "Sev!" He hugged Snape, and spoke hysterically nonsense, but just a few words made Snape Shocked—he knew he was back with the Dark Lord, and seemed to see what had happened...

"I dreamed that you knelt before Voldemort and begged his forgiveness. You said that you would give everything for him. You said that you would never betray him. You said that you trained me for him—a qualified opponent. "Every word Harry said hit Snape's heart hard, why did Harry know this?How much does he know?How would he... think of himself...?

The naked boy leaned against the man's arms and trembled, "I'm so sad, I miss all those who hurt you in Avada... Voldemort who enslaved you, Dumbledore who made you a spy, and even Lily... Evans...you are mine, you can only be mine..." An eager kiss fell on Snape's face, in order to make sure that the other party was real, his arms were like those of a drowning man grabbing the last ray of life Wrapped around his neck, rubbed every inch of his body against his body.

The heat spread to the limbs and bones with the boy's subconscious movements, and those dreams that would come unexpectedly in the middle of the night overlapped with the images of reality—Harry writhed unbearably under him, and Harry cried and begged for his help. Entering, Harry screamed and climbed to the top, Harry...the place where the two joined was so hot that Snape couldn't breathe, he roughly distanced himself from the boy, "Why...you always like to challenge my patience Limit?" Must he fuck his acupoint without mercy, so that even screaming becomes a luxury, so that he can learn to stay away from this shameless old man? !

Snape's little sense of reason was almost wiped out by Harry's mischievous hands. He pushed the boy down on the bed, and took in the shyness and obsession of the other party who pretended to be calm, "You know what I want What are you doing? You are too young, Harry." The kind angel persuaded him that Harry was not old enough to bear his desire, but the demon beside him was clamoring to possess the young man fiercely, making the other party's merciless eyes only Tolerate him, let the other party's fangs and sharp mouth be hoarse only for him.

In the end, Snape didn't know which side convinced him.His lips, his tongue, and his hands ravaged the boy's body, branding his breath inch by inch.The ubiquitous pleasure, the never-ending groaning, he possesses his prey domineeringly, firmly grasping the dominance in the palm of his hand, he does not allow the boy to resist his actions, speculate on his thoughts, as long as the other party obeys obediently, Whether it's fear, regret or enjoyment, since you've already slept on this bed, everything about you must obey my rules!

"Ah... Sev..." Harry was at a loss because of his excessive lust, and he was fascinated by Snape's almost greedy provocation, until the other's slender fingers stretched out to the untapped tightness. At last, the boy finally became nervous, "Sev..."

"Relax." Snape changed from his previous rudeness, and tentatively pressed the surrounding muscles, feeling Harry's originally soft body tense and tense, and his fiery desire shrank.Is it still too early?How could such a tense passage accommodate any part of his body?

Looking at the boy's eyes asking for help, Snape realized that they shared the same fear, the fear of losing, the fear that all this was just a dream.Therefore, they also urgently need a fierce sex. Love to bind each other's fluttering hearts and prove the feelings that belong to each other that exist between them.Although Harry wasn't ready to be entered.