savior or bat

It has to be said that Snape spent more than 30 years with Potter enough to understand all the preferences of that kid. Faced with so many lemon biscuits, Harry finally occupied his body at night when Snape was resting.

He wasn't sulking all the time, in fact, he regained his sanity as early as the day after the quarrel. Of course he wouldn't be so naive in his 30s, but he also needed time to think about how to make Snape accept the ceremony.He should be grateful to Hermione for noticing his idea and not asking Snape to finish it in the first place.

The behavior of Draco he saw in his mind was a bit abnormal. Although he was very happy that Draco could dispel his prejudice and agree with Gryffindor, but how to cultivate Scorpius into Gryffindor?He didn't believe it was true.Maybe this guy has sensed something.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Hey, don't sneeze on me!" Ron hid aside with a look of disgust.

Draco wiped his mouth with a handkerchief from his jacket pocket expressionlessly.

"What did I just say?"

"Speaking of Professor Snape's dissatisfaction with your education is revealing himself," Hermione reminded, drinking her juice. "It's hard for me to imagine that you would use this method to test Professor Snape. You must know that Gryffindor is the most intolerable thing he can tolerate. You actually said that you want to train Scorpius into Gryffindor."

Hermione couldn't help shivering as if thinking of something.

"I have to say you have Gryffindor courage, Draco."

"If I didn't test him in this way, how would I know the truth." Draco glared at the couple. "Only I was kept in the dark."

"We only knew about it a month ahead of you. You must know that Harry is hiding this matter very deeply." Ron said out loud.

"And we were going to go to you in the first place, for...Professor Snape."

"I know." Draco said wearily. "But the godfather has been very strict since he was a double agent. All his decisions are carefully considered. I don't think I can change his mind."

"Obviously you are his godson. Harry has also expressed his firm position on the resurrection of Professor Snape. It's a headache that neither of them can bow their heads first." Hermione sighed. "Don't you want Professor Snape to be resurrected?"

"Of course I hope!" Draco glanced at Hermione, as if displeased with her suspicion of him. "Do you think it would be easier for the godfather to bow his head first?!"

"Snape must bow his head. If he refuses the ceremony again, he will only be destroyed." Ron gave Draco the council's order. "Parliament will meet with the "Savior" for various reasons in a short time, but we can't hide it. This is our internal information. You have to keep it secret and do Snape's job well."

Draco quickly glanced at the contents of the parchment, and raised his head with a complicated expression.

"Well, I can only say that I try my best."

"You can't say that your task is to do your best, but to say that you must complete it."

"You guys!" Draco glared at the two of them, out of breath. "Do you really want to see me freeze to death by the godfather's air pressure!"

"It's okay, we can give you a warming spell." Hermione reminded kindly.

"..." Draco really didn't know why Slytherin was labeled treacherous and not Gryffindor.

Snape sensed that Harry had opened the Spirit Hall, so naturally he didn't need to get up early to go to the Great Hall for the morning meeting.

Harry felt that the atmosphere in the college seemed to be different. He sat on the teacher's seat and watched the Slytherins who were unusually silent, and found it inconceivable.

"When did they become so... well-behaved?" Harry found the right word for them.

"Just when 'you' were in a bad mood these days, especially Mr. Montague and Mr. Crabbe, they were locked up for five days because of the college brawl." Luna kindly explained from the side. "I can understand that you feel that this scene makes you very uncomfortable?"

"Uh... no." Harry felt that now was not the time to tell his friend these things. "Maybe you know something, Luna. But now is not the time to tell you."

"I'll wait for you to tell me, Harry."

"Thank you." Harry smiled heartily.

"Then your matter is resolved?" Luna looked at Harry, her eyes always had some spiritual luster.

Harry shook his head.

"I guess I've got to think about it in the long run, and it's been really irritating me lately." Not quite as furious as Snape, though.

"Need some happy fans?"

"No thanks." Harry knew about Luna's gizmo. "I don't think that's very useful. I'd rather have something to make a person listen to me."

Luna stared at Harry intently for a while, until Harry looked puzzled.

"what happened?"

"Why don't you try Felicia?"

"Oh... actually I tried." Harry scratched his hair. "But I'm facing a man who is proficient in potions."

Luna raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth curved into an arc.

"Since you are a human, you can try the Felicity Elixir plus the Love Elixir."

"What? The love potion... No way!" Harry was so startled that he almost dropped his fork on the ground. He dared to use the love potion to deal with the old bat, unless his brain was really filled with achnatherum splendens. "Why use a love potion?!"

"Don't get excited, Harry." Luna patted him on the shoulder. "You know that the infatuation of the love potion includes controlling others from the depths of the soul and obeying the other party. It's not just about love, and the elixir of happiness makes you luckier. Maybe the other party won't notice that you used the potion."

"That's not going to work at all," Harry said weakly. "As long as it has the ingredients of the potion, without any improvement, it will not be able to deceive that person."

"Then I think you'll have to go to Diagon Alley, the magic trick shop."

Harry was awakened by this sentence, and he remembered the store that George ran.

"You're right... Maybe George has a way, thanks, Luna."

"You're welcome, Harry," said Luna, her white teeth baring her lips. "I think the exclusive secret of the savior first appeared in The Quibbler."

"Of course, if I succeed." Harry replied hesitantly, pricking the fried egg with his fork.

In order to prevent Snape from knowing his plan, Harry unilaterally cut off the other party's "spectator". Snape can only read books in the spiritual hall. In fact, Snape is really not interested in meddling in Potter's business Well, not having a Potter to bother him was simply what he wished for.

Harry was still struggling with how to get Snape to drink the potion, yes, he had already decided on the plan of giving Snape the love potion, so what about giving a man the love potion?The soul ritual right now is more important, he can feed Snape the antidote after the ceremony.But Snape was in his mind, did he have to drink the potion he developed himself?Wouldn't that make him as narcissistic as Lockhart? !

Harry shook his head quickly to get the thought out of his head, maybe he could make the potion and trick him into drinking it when Snape took control of his body?It's a good idea and worth a try.

Soon the sound of the class bell brought him back to his thoughts, and he prepared the potion materials and waited for the students.

"Today is the production of the flickering potion. I hope you can complete this project according to my recipe. First, the root of the daisy is chopped, and the shrunken fig is peeled. Add it when it turns green, and finally pour in the leech juice before turning off the heat."

Harry had to admit that in the past ten days or so, Snape had made these annoying brats very honest. Even Gryffindor and Slytherin completed the experiment in groups without worrying about problems.

"I've demonstrated it once." Harry poured the brewed potion into a demonstration bottle and placed it in the most obvious position on the podium. "Next is your time. As usual, students who do well can submit it in advance."

Then the students in front of each crucible began to sort out the materials. Harry sat on the chair and planned to take a rest. Who would have thought that he heard the explosion of the crucible not far from the left, so he hurried Step up to the previous one to "clean up a new one".Sure enough, it was still Longbottom, and the Longbottom family always had the potential to explode the crucible.Harry watched helplessly as the other party was drenched in potion, and looked at him tremblingly.

"I'm sorry! Professor Potter!"

Harry definitely saw the tears welling up in the other's eyes, was he that intimidating to the students?

"I don't think it's a big deal to explode the cauldron." Harry cast the Probing Charm on the opponent and checked it carefully. The yellow light was everywhere, but it was not serious. "You need to go to Madam Pomfrey now, Mr. Weasley, please accompany him."

"Okay, Professor."

Harry saw the surprise and joy in Hugo's eyes, and it's not hard to imagine how much Snape's "godson" had been neglected during his control.

Watching the two leave the classroom, he "restored" the crucible, and put it back on the cabinet in a clean and intact appearance.Turning around, he saw the students secretly looking at him, and he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"How many of you."

As soon as Harry opened his mouth, those students quickly looked away and looked at their cauldron honestly.

"I've seen it." Harry stepped into the middle. "Do you have any questions? Or if you forget the steps, just look at the formula bar on the podium."

One of the students hesitated, and he finally looked at Harry and said, "Professor Potter... you don't seem to be... going into a rage today because Longbottom blew up the cauldron."

Harry frowned at the word "furious", and thought for a moment as if that could describe an angry Snape.

"You prefer me that way?"

"No no!" The student waved his hands in horror. "I just think that you are as kind as before. Speaking of which, we have been afraid of you recently."

"Sorry." Harry understood their fear very well. "I think it's because I'm in a bad mood these days and I'm a little angry."

The students are of course very happy that their "talkative" Professor Potter is back, so they swallowed the bitterness of being wronged before. After all, no student can face a gentle Harry Potter and want to accuse him .

Harry hadn't figured out how to face Snape yet, so he tiptoed back to his room when he returned to the Spiritual Hall.Unexpectedly, before he opened the door, he heard a "click" behind him as the door opened.Snape came out, gave him a deadpan look, and walked out the door.

Very well, it seemed that Snape was still willing to teach, Harry was relieved and at the same time a little disappointed.

He froze for a moment when he thought of this, what is the meaning of loss?Because of Snape's indifferent attitude?He thought it should be, after all it brought him back to his school days against Snape.He didn't want to have a too rigid relationship with this man, especially when he already knew that this man was protecting him from the beginning.

Harry should be thankful that Snape hadn't spoken to him for several days, giving him a better chance of going to George for a secret potion recipe.Of course, Harry didn't tell this gossiping George who his secret improved potion was used on.On the way back to Hogwarts he met his blond aristocratic friend, so he was invited to the cafe for a drink.

"You said you wanted to see...?" Harry wasn't surprised by the bluntness of the other party, he just felt a little surprised. "Why?"

"Scarhead, I think as a godson, I have the right to be my godfather."

When Harry heard this address, he knew that the other party was unwilling to reveal too much information.

"You talked to Hermione and the others."

"…what?"

"You're trying to persuade the professor to accept the ceremony, aren't you?" Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at the blond man in front of him, who subconsciously twisted the ring on his middle finger.

"Now that you know, let me see him. I don't want to lose my godfather again."

"I know, we don't want to." Harry nodded understandingly. "But I've got an idea, and I don't think you need to worry about it."

"Your idea? Can you deal with the head of Slytherin?" Obviously, Draco popped out a sentence in a mocking manner, judging by his knowledge of this person, he might not be able to tell who convinced whom.

"Hey, I'm the Head of Slytherin." Harry frowned and lowered his voice in protest, he looked around, and whispered to Draco: "People in the council are secretly watching me these days, I don't want your meeting to become the fact that I entered Azkaban. I can tell you that I have a good countermeasure, and Professor Snape will agree to it in the end. Since we both have the same point of view, you Don't worry about my plans, Draco."

Draco cautiously observed a hooded wizard in the corner. He grabbed the lapel of Harry's chest and whispered back: "You have to promise me, Harry. I noticed the man in the corner, we Get out of here as soon as possible."

"Okay, I promise, now do it the usual way."

The two exchanged secret glances, and Harry started to resist and grabbed Draco's tie and shouted: "You poor Malfoy! I don't like you, are you going to fight?!"

"You want to put Scorpius in confinement again, see if I will use the Hogwarts principal's share rights to expel you!"

"You are so unreasonable!"

The two yelled out of the coffee shop, and let go of each other at the same time as they walked to the dark corner of Diagon Alley.

"My clothes are all wrinkled by you, why do 30-year-olds have to use such childish methods every time." Draco patted the folds in disgust, and then gave himself a "recovery" and instantly changed back to Glossy dresses.

"Don't complain, at least this method prevented him from following." Harry saw that Draco also gave him a "Recovery".

"I can't meet with you anymore, if you need anything, go directly to the Hogwarts cellar to find me."

"How long have you been watched like this?"

"A month." Harry sighed. "Since Hermione discovered Professor Snape."

"Then you still think Hogwarts' vaults are safe?"

"Or let your son be our microphone?"

Draco glared at Harry and pulled out his pocket watch.

"I should go, good luck, savior."

Harry looked at Draco's leaving back and fell into thought. He must implement the plan as soon as possible.

Because the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was the last class, according to the agreement they had reached before, Snape should take care of the series of things after dinner, so when Snape settled everything and returned to the spiritual hall, I saw that Potter sitting on the sofa with a pensive face, and didn't even hear the sound of his door closing.

"Um...Professor." Harry finally felt someone come in and looked up at Snape from the sofa. "How are you feeling today?"

Snape sat down in his chair and glanced at Harry.The contemptuous expression seemed to be mocking the latter's incoherent speech, but he didn't want to answer.

Harry scratched his head, ashamed of what he had just said without thinking, he just wanted to find a chance to speak.

"I think……"

"If you have to say some useless nonsense, I think we can stop talking."

Snape's deep voice made Harry shut up just in time, he was so familiar with this man, if it wasn't in his mind, this man would definitely throw him out.

"But..." Seeing the other party's eyes of death falling on him, Harry hurried on, "I'm sorry, Professor, it was my fault that time, and I shouldn't have locked you out...for a week."

Snape paused holding the quill, and looked at him with a strange expression.

"If that's all you want to say, go to bed, Potter."

"Then you forgive me?"

Seeing that Snape didn't intend to spray the venom, Harry was overjoyed to walk around the sofa and talk in front of Snape. He noticed that Snape was writing something.

Obviously Snape didn't want to pay attention to Harry, he waved his hand to block Harry's view, the latter looked away with pursed lips, and stood obediently.

"I'm assuming the savior's ears are still on his head, I don't want to repeat that a second time, get out, Potter."

"But you can't keep avoiding me like this..."

When Snape heard this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry, who moved uncomfortably under his gaze.

The next second Snape stood up and walked towards Harry.

"Shall I hide from you?" Snape approached step by step so that Harry had to back away until he hit a solid wall.

"Uh..." Harry clearly knew he had said the wrong thing, but his Gryffindor-like gruffness came through. "Yes! You hide from me, we haven't spoken a word these days!"

"I don't think there's anything to say to a Potter."

Yes, that's the attitude, the tone!The old bat voice that Harry was all too familiar with, the man who could always irritate him with contemptuous tones.

"I guess I'm more than a Potter and a Snape to you." Harry saw Snape frown, ignoring the honorific. "I have enough respect for you, Snape, don't try to provoke me with words that disrespect the professor."

"Well, is this your respect? Calling the professor by his last name? An arrogant Gryffindor who never gets motivated!"

Harry took a deep breath, don't fight over this issue again, it's not worth it.Fortunately, he is now an adult, and he can still restrain his emotions in the face of Snape's deliberate provocation.

"It's my fault, I should probably call you Severus."

Snape's eyes widened angrily, and before he could retort, Harry said, "You can call me Harry, too."

"Damn! What kind of potion did you take wrong! It seems that you don't only have Achnatherum splendens in your mind, but also trolls with snot mixed into brains!"

"Oh...I just want to improve our relationship."

Fuck his improved relationship!Snape was about to explode, he couldn't see more and more what was going on in this Potter's mind every day, how to get along with this cold guy like him?

"Hmph, don't bother the savior, his poor old professor will be out of his head soon, and he won't have to deal with an old cellar bat again."

"What?" Harry frowned. "Where did you hear the name old bat? I don't think so, no...Professor, I think you know what I mean."

Snape moved away from Harry, allowing him more space to communicate with him, and he didn't want to admit that it was because he saw his own embarrassment reflected in those clear green eyes.

"Non-negotiable, Potter."

"I won't discuss it with you, Severus." Harry gave a smug smile, and a familiar glass bottle emerged in his hand that Snape saw. "I think you remember the cup of black tea in the cellar. I didn't add any sugar to make you drink it."

"Damn it, what did you do?!" Maybe it was Harry's confession that made Snape feel something strange in his heart, but he couldn't tell what this feeling was, but there was a faint emotion in his heart, he I recognized the potion, but there was something else mixed in the potion.

"I said I won't discuss the soul ritual with you. We don't have much time. I'm sorry, Professor." Harry had been counting the time since Snape entered the door just now, and it was exactly half an hour before he drank the potion.The effect of the medicine will soon affect Snape's judgment. Of course, this also means that Snape will fall into a coma. He can't guarantee what Snape will be like after waking up. The master of medicine poured a bottle of love potion, not to mention an improved targeted potion for love!

"This will be over soon, I promise."

These were the last words Snape heard before passing out.

Due to the stable effect of the medicine, the things Harry was worried about did not happen. Snape still stayed in the spiritual hall and read in silence as usual, and he would not be as eager to label the caster as Ron was back then. This made Harry Leigh is very happy.Of course, there were times when Harry couldn't handle it, like now.

"Severus?" Harry pushed the man lying next to him helplessly, but the man just responded and didn't move.

"I don't think you need to pay so much attention to Professor Flitwick's words. I don't have any tendency to fall in love with teachers and students."

Snape just glanced sideways at Harry, then turned his head and lay still.

This gave Harry a very headache. He never thought that Snape who drank the love potion could be more unbearable than before. Give back his venom-mouthed Snape!Harry thought that he would be able to perform the soul ritual in three days, so he decided to bear it for now.

"You don't have to explain to me, Potter."

"Yes, yes, if you didn't find various reasons to deduct dozens of points from that girl, Professor Greg has already cried to me several times." Harry felt Snape's hand wrap around his waist , since the drug was taken that day, Snape would go to his bedroom to lie down at night, and then hug him to sleep. This is simply a nightmare.But what frightened him the most was that he actually started to get used to it.

"I don't have your class tomorrow, so I wonder if you'll take my Potions class for me?"

"How to say?"

"Um... I just think you should still like Potions." Harry struggled with his dependence on those hands from the bottom of his heart, but he still pretended to be calm while talking.

Fortunately, Snape didn't care, he snorted in agreement.

"Good night, Severus."

Harry felt the man's lips press against his forehead, it was a normal goodnight kiss, but it made his face start to flush.The love potion changed Snape too much, but fortunately there was nothing more extraordinary.Maybe Harry is also very grateful for this, after all, no man with a normal sexual orientation would want another man to have desires for him.

"Good night, Harry."

Harry felt that these two days had been extremely long, because they were spending an ordinary weekend at Hogwarts. When Harry went to the auditorium for dinner, he would always feel that Snape was watching him closely, so he decided not to For three meals, he would stay in his spiritual hall and let his body sleep in the cellar, which made Snape very satisfied.

"Tomorrow's soul ceremony, I think you're really ready?" Snape asked when Harry walked over with coffee, and he took the cup and put it on the table.

"Of course, with Hermione and the others around, I don't think that's a problem at all."

"Don't be too confident, black magic is not as smooth as you think."

Snape glanced at Harry, then continued to look at the book of the dark arts.

"The most important thing is that I cannot repel your soul, Severus. You really don't have anything to ask me?" Harry knew that the soul ritual must reach an agreement between the two of them, and when the ceremony began There would be more fragments of flashbacks, and he was a little afraid that Snape would see something sombre.

Snape gave Harry a hook to signal him to come closer, and Harry stepped forward suspiciously.

"I should be glad you're a Potter, an easy creature to understand."

Harry couldn't wait to be pulled into Snape's arms, flushing quickly up his ears and cheeks.Merlin!Even if he was a normal man, he couldn't calm down in the face of such a pestering Snape, let alone in this situation, he began to regret his decision to drug Snape.

"Don't move." Snape stabilized Harry's body, he used his arms to restrict the opponent's range of movement, and let him lean on his shoulder obediently.

There was always a stabilizing effect in Snape's voice, and Harry stopped moving very obediently, he just swallowed nervously.Damn, why is he in his 30s still the same height as when he was a teenager? !And this posture made him feel a little indescribable, even the throbbing that he didn't feel when he hugged Ginny back then.

Just when Harry felt a little shocked, the master in his arms was looking at the parchment seriously, which was the ritual step to be carried out tomorrow.

"What's wrong?" Harry saw Snape frown.

"You run the risk of becoming a Squib, even if someone helps you. But the Dark Arts run the risk of failing."

"I know." Of course Harry knew, but he didn't think it mattered. "I have to take the risk."

Snape straightened Harry so that Harry could look directly into his eyes.

"You are not worth doing this for me, Harry, you are the savior of the wizarding world. If you really become a squib because of this, how many criminals will hunt you down? You will be ridiculed and infamous for a lifetime, maybe Being accused of being a new Dark Lord and imprisoned in Azkaban, I don't want to be like that."

Harry's eyes widened. He was surprised that Snape would say such a thoughtful thing for him. Of course, he had thought that the reason for Snape's refusal was just because the master of potions had completed his mission of protecting him, but he didn't know the real truth. reason………

"Of course it's worth it." Harry's nose was a little sour, and he admitted that he was moved by the duplicity man in front of him.This made him more determined that he wanted to revive Snape. In addition to thanking him for his protection and teaching all the time, he also cared about him now.Who can allow the only person in the world who has been thinking about him from birth to the present to face the death of his soul?He, Harry Potter, couldn't do that.The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't hold back his emotions, until tears fell onto Snape's robes.

"What did I say that made you so... sad?" Snape saw his black robes wet, and wiped Harry's face with his sleeve.

"I'm so happy." Harry pulled back a smile, blocking Snape's movement and wiping away tears with his arm. "I'm delighted to have brought you back, Severus."

"Crying with joy?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "It's really impressive."

Harry's tears were still rolling in the circles of his eyes, so he could only bury his head in Snape's shoulder. The other party sensed his movement, so he pulled out his left hand to hug him.

"There is still half an hour until the curfew, do you want to rest?"

Snape's face was turned sideways, and his breath touched Harry's protruding ear, and Harry shivered subconsciously.

"Oh no...don't...I'm itchy."

Harry hugged Snape's neck tightly, and if there was a mirror to see him, he would definitely look like a coquettish big child.

The voice that didn't respond for a long time made Harry let go of his hand, and just when he raised his head, he saw Snape's dark eyes looking at him.

"Why... um..."

The second half of the words were held in the man's mouth, and the soft and wet sex made Harry's consciousness explode. He stared blankly at his shocked face reflected in the black eyes that were close at hand.What is Snape doing? !What are they doing? !

"Can you still be distracted?"

There was a hint of unidentified desire in Snape's deep voice, and the tip of his tongue slid across Harry's shocked teeth, and entered the other's soft tongue cavity, and their tongues entangled.

"No..." Harry subconsciously swallowed the saliva that was about to flow from his lips, Merlin!His brain can no longer control his body.He instinctively accepted Snape's intrusion and invitation, and didn't stop the sex-filled tongue kiss until both of them were panting.

"Ahem...!" Harry apparently choked on his saliva and began to cough violently.

"I don't think it's the first time for you, but you're still so unfamiliar." Snape patted Harry on the back, and the latter's face was flushed, not sure if it was the cough or the kiss just now.

"Merlin...you'll regret it, Professor Snape." Harry's heart was already beating out of his throat, and he was frightened by Snape's actions just now, because he didn't want to let Snape Wanting to kill himself, thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to struggle with the fact that he didn't resist Snape.

"If you call me Professor Snape again, I don't think it will happen again." Snape stuck out his tongue to lick the drool off Harry's lips, which made Harry's body tremble.

No, such a Snape is too scary!Harry began to turn to Merlin in his heart, and he tried his best to ignore the feeling in his heart and the burning on his face.He swore he would never go to George to buy those weird modifiers again!The ghost knows what strange attributes are mixed in there!

"S... Severus. I'm sorry, you... no... we can't do this." Harry said with a sigh of relief, as if he was going to die. "You'll regret it, really, I swear!"

"Hmph." Snape snorted coldly, picked Harry up and walked back to the bedroom. "If you know me well enough, you know that I can never regret any decision I make."

"What... what are you doing!" Harry's voice rose in fright when he saw Snape throw him on the bed.

"Sleep with you." Snape said, took off his robe as usual, and changed into pajamas.

When Harry was sure that the other party was really just going to sleep, he breathed a sigh of relief. He touched his chest with a racing heart, and felt the sense of loss.Could it be that he also took the love potion? !Have an impulse similar to love for this former potions professor? !He is not an innocent kid, of course he knows what that momentary impulse represents.

"What's your expression?" Snape looked at the shocked Harry with disgust.He went to the door and turned off the light, and lay back on the bed. "If you want to fall out tomorrow from lack of sleep, you can stay in this position overnight."

"..." Harry lay down obediently, and it was no surprise that his hands wrapped around his body again, this time he really didn't dare to move again.Yes, before he was about to perform a major ceremony, he discovered something extraordinary—he, Harry Potter, might really be in love with Severus Snape.

"…Severus?"

The man responded and pulled the quilt over Harry's shoulders.

"When you're alive...I mean...will you stay?" Yes, stay.He was already used to being accompanied by this man, and he understood his hidden deep heart, he couldn't watch this man escape from him.

"I can understand that you are inviting me to live together?"

Harry gripped the quilt tightly. He hesitated before hugging Snape back, burying his face in the other's chest.

"Yes, my invitation, I want you to live with me, Severus."

Snape let out a chuckle, a laugh from the bottom of his heart.But Harry didn't know that.

"Then as you wish, my boy."

"You swore you wouldn't leave?" Harry knew it was Snape under the potion, but he still looked forward to it, even if it was just a lie in the end.

"No, I swear." Snape stroked Harry's hair and took a deep breath. "Sleep, Harry."

Harry thought he would lose sleep all night, but it didn't.When he woke up, he was already on the bed in the cellar, and he would not forget today's important ceremony.

"Oh man. I thought you'd be late."

"How could I be late for this kind of thing." Harry rolled his brother's eyes, and he smiled and greeted Hermione and the few surviving elites of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Harry, I think we won't start until you're ready."

"I know, Hermione. I'm ready, anytime." Harry gave Hermione a reassuring look, and he didn't feel worried about the ceremony anymore, because he loved it like a love potion now man.The thought made his face flush.

"Dude, your face is so red, are you uncomfortable?" Ron leaned forward to touch Harry's forehead, but the owner of the forehead patted it down.

"I'm fine, let's get started, I think I have Potions class this afternoon."

"You're really looking more and more like Snape now, you're just a little bat." Ron muttered when he heard Harry's Snape-like tone.

"I heard, Ron." Harry reminded Ron 'kindly'.

A ritual with a dozen people maintaining the magic and