[HP] Subversion - Destined

In the end, Professor McGonagall went to the dormitory with us to take out the rocket crossbow. Originally, she wanted us to go back to the auditorium for dinner, but I insisted on watching their test. I stubbornly looked at her for more than ten seconds, and finally got permission.

This is a secret room not far from the headmaster's office, and it may be a special place for detecting black magic or prohibited items.I looked around curiously. There was a dim light of fire floating on the ceiling. There were several rows of tables and chairs in the middle of the room like a conference room. There were tall cabinets standing around them. The doors of the cabinets were closed, so I couldn’t see what was inside.Then, I found the Mirror of Erised hidden by Dumbledore in an inconspicuous corner.

Professor McGonagall put the rocket crossbow on the table: "Sybil, please help me find Mrs. Hooch, and it is best to write a letter to Albus to tell him about it. In addition, I hope you can tell other people Severus and I won't be going to the dinner party tonight." Trelawney nodded and walked out of the secret room with her always terrified expression.

I froze for a moment: "Professor Dumbledore isn't at Hogwarts?" Didn't he spend Christmas with everyone every year?

"Don't you think he is as idle as you and likes to make trouble all day long?" Snape said first, "—no, compared to him, he prefers to ask for trouble..." As if thinking of something, he suddenly Silent, and instead threw a spell at the rocket crossbow.

I watched Snape and Professor McGonagall waving their wands and talking in a low voice from time to time, my eyes unconsciously always aiming in the direction of the Mirror of Erised.At the beginning, he insisted on following him because he was really reluctant to part with the Rocket Crossbow, but he might have resigned himself to his fate, and now he really didn't feel much when facing it.I walked quietly to the magic mirror. I never doubted that what I saw was someone other than Snape, but what stood next to him was my grown-up image?I blinked my eyes, but I never realized that we stand together so harmoniously...

Although Snape in the mirror hadn't changed his attire, his gloomy and sharp aura had faded away, giving him a soft, stable sense of security.His eyes are different from the holes that usually use Occlumency, the obsidian-like eyes are the kind of depth that makes people sink in and cannot extricate themselves, he stares at me, there is no hatred, no loathing, no complexities that I will never be able to decipher Feelings, just looking at me simply, looking at Harry simply...

My vision was blurred, I rubbed my eyes vigorously to remove the liquid that was too late to shed, and then, the adult self winked at me, stretched out his arms, and even hugged Snape's neck directly!I opened my eyes wide in disbelief, watching Snape put on a helpless and pampering expression, wrapped his arms around the waist of the man in the mirror and lowered his head—the kiss? !I covered my mouth to suppress the exclamation that I almost blurted out. My whole body was stiff, and I clamored rationally not to look at this as a fake, but my eyes were reluctant to leave the magic mirror without blinking.

The two people in the mirror were obviously immersed in this French kiss. I licked my lips unconsciously, remembering the kiss I stole not long ago, and the warmth of Snape's mouth...

Snape's kiss moved downstream, chasing a trace of obscene body fluid, from the corner of the lips to the neck, thin, deep, and attentive. One of his hands reached into my robe, and his nimble fingers quickly untied it. The button of the shirt, the large piece of naked skin made me flinch uncontrollably, getting closer to his body.He lightly gnawed on the collarbone, leaving a string of ambiguous marks on it, stroking my back with his big hands back and forth, and opened his mouth to hold one side of the breast.I half-push my ten fingers into his black hair. In order to get more pleasure, I instinctively puffed up my chest, squinted my eyes and raised my head to enjoy the stimulation he brought...

"Bang!" "Where is the rocket crossbow?!" The door of the secret room was suddenly knocked open, and Mrs. Hooch rushed in, accompanied by Dumbledore.

The sound made me jump away from the magic mirror with a guilty conscience, for fear that someone would see the more and more explicit images in the mirror.Merlin's beard!Could it be that Lao Tzu's heart is so hungry? !My mouth was dry, my face was flushed, and my body could even imagine the tingling pleasure, which almost made me groan.Take a deep breath, no, no more!I looked away fiercely, fled to the corner farthest from it in embarrassment, and patted my face to let the heat subside as soon as possible.

Dumbledore noticed me though, and he greeted the others, coming up to me as Mrs Hooch circled around the rocket crossbow: "What's the matter, Harry? Sad?" His right hand showed a wide cuff Putting it on my forehead, a cool and comfortable feeling made me calm down quickly, "Don't worry, the professors are doing it for your own good. If it's ok, we'll return it to you as if it was new. Haven't eaten it yet." Dinner? Are you hungry, today is Christmas, how about some cake?" He snapped his fingers, and a piece of pink cream cake floated in mid-air, exuding a sweet and greasy smell.

I tried my best not to frown, and hurriedly shook my head to refuse: "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, I'm not hungry!"

"Oh, that's a pity." Dumbledore grabbed the cake with a smile and took a bite, his face wrinkled into a tangled ball, "It's really good! Are you sure you don't want a piece?" I shook my head desperately, very grateful for my choice just now .

"Principal, there's nothing wrong with this rocket crossbow!" Mrs. Hooch's voice saved me from the old bee who kept selling all kinds of weird sweets.

"Are you sure it's absolutely safe with just a few spell tests on the surface, and you don't need to take it apart to see if there are any curses or dark magic items hidden inside?" Snape provoked suspiciously Eyebrow, Professor McGonagall also has a serious face.

"Please don't doubt my professionalism, Professor Snape!" Mrs. Hooch suddenly raised her voice, "This is the fastest and latest version of the rocket crossbow in the world! No one—even if it is that person, can't dismantle it. Opened it up and put it back together perfectly! Unless it's been cursed on the surface, but you've all tested it and there's no spells attached to it, and I fully trust your professionalism on that. Honestly I can't imagine That Black who was chased by the dementors would have the leisure and strength to buy such an expensive rocket crossbow, unless he steals it!"

"Nothing is absolute in the world." Dumbledore stepped forward, his right hand slowly moved over the broom, and the rocket crossbow emitted a faint white light, "But, I believe there is nothing wrong with it."

Snape was obviously very unwilling: "Albus, you can't let the savior ride this broom of unknown origin!" I stared at his tight thin lips and swallowed, suddenly very jealous of myself in the mirror.

"Ah, it's up to Harry to decide for himself." Dumbledore chuckled and pushed his glasses, "Don't be so nervous Severus, since it's all right, there's no reason for us to refuse such an expensive gift, is there?" Without waiting for Snape to say anything, he patted the tabletop, "Okay, everyone, go to the auditorium, and don't let Christmas spoil the fun. Harry, grab your rocket crossbow, the Quidditch cup depends on it .”

Because I was afraid that I would recall the embarrassing picture in the Mirror of Erised, I quickly picked up the still shining rocket crossbow, kept my head down, not daring to face Snape, and dodged back behind Dumbledore.

The matter was a foregone conclusion, everyone filed out of the secret room, and Dumbledore who was behind suddenly whispered with great interest: "Severus, what did you see in the Mirror of Erised?"

I raised my head reflexively, but it happened to meet Snape's eyes, my face flushed red, but the next moment he was already staring at Dumbledore angrily: "I saw all the sweets in the world stuffed Full of your brain!"

"Oh! Well... don't be so excited... Can't you satisfy a little curiosity of being a poor old man?"

Dumbledore muttered and shook his head.

I pretended to ask casually: "Professor Dumbledore, what about yourself?"

"Me?" He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "I saw myself holding a pair of thick wool socks filled with all the sweets in the world!" Hearing Snape's contemptuous snort, Dumbledore Lido didn't take it seriously, "Harry, when I first came in, I found you standing in front of the magic mirror. You seemed to be taken aback by the image in the mirror? Why, is it different from what you imagined?"

"Uh..." I subconsciously slowed down and glanced at Professor McGonagall, who was already some distance away from us, and then realized that maybe this was an opportunity, "Because...it's different from what I saw for the first time...my There's only one person around."

"Who?"

I stood where I was, looking at Snape who was held by Dumbledore, and summoned up the courage to look directly into his empty eyes: "Professor...ProfessorSnape." When will you be purely for me like in the mirror? look at me……

Time seemed to have stopped for a few seconds, Snape shook off Dumbledore's hand and sneered, "Teasing the professor, Gryffindor..."

"Severus," interrupted Dumbledore, "I think Harry is serious."

"I don't know...why it happened..." I lowered my head half-truly, "Professor Dumbledore, what does this mean?"

"It means you treat everyone as fools!" Snape was even angrier than I imagined, but fortunately he didn't do anything out of the ordinary with Dumbledore present.

Dumbledore selectively ignored Snape's anger, looking very happy: "This means that Severus is your most important person, Harry." It has deep meaning, and I don’t know who it’s for, “We lose a lot of things inadvertently, and we always realize how important it is to you when we lose it at the end. Cherish it, don’t let it slip away, children. The only thing that doesn’t exist in this world is regret medicine.”