savior or bat

It wasn't difficult, originally Harry thought that no one could help him other than these two friends, but he saw some familiar faces in the crowd, Neville, Luna, Seamus, George, Della Co and... Ginny.

"Ginny." Harry came forward to say hello a little shyly. Even though they broke up, they were still good friends, and this good friend was already married and had a child. He sincerely wished her well.

"Harry, I just heard about you." Ginny looked very relaxed, and she happily patted Harry's arm and said. "Sorry, I don't think we all noticed something about you."

"No, it's my problem." Harry said quickly. "I guess it's a good thing Hermione is pregnant, otherwise she would have killed me."

Ginny laughed. She gave Harry a "come on" sign, stood back in her place, took out her wand and released the first beam.

Others did the same thing one after another, and they didn't stop chanting spells until the magic shield completely covered the magic circle on the ground.

"Go in, Harry." Neville swung his wand and hit Harry's body. It was an "unbreakable" protective spell, in order to prevent him from harming himself by a magical riot.

"Thank you."

Harry walked to the magic circle. He followed the ritual steps and put his blood, potion and Snape's previous relics in order. He used his own magic power. He needed to concentrate on radiating magic power until the ceremony was over.

"Severus, you come with me." Harry returned to the Spirit Hall, bringing his wand with him for dark magic reasons.Harry handed him Snape's wand and muttered the long incantation.

The memory in the soul is different from the memory in the brain, it is more unforgettable.The mother's heart-piercing scream, the last look at Dumbledore's Tower, and Snape dying in the Shrieking Shack.

"No..." Harry closed his eyes tightly, and beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks to the ground, turning into mist.Rituals must have all sorts of incantations to put out the distractions, not even a speck of dust can get in.

"Harry..."

This familiar cry made Harry's soul calm down.

"... Headmaster? Headmaster Dumbledore? Is that you?"

"My child, of course it is me."

Dumbledore appeared in Harry's mind with his characteristic smile, and he knew it might be caused by another spell the old man cast on him.

"Principal, these are all your arrangements?" Harry felt that his long-standing doubts were answered the moment he saw the old man, this familiar scene—the empty King's Cross Station.

Dumbledore stroked his beard and nodded.

"I guess everyone is scolding me as an old man. After using Severus, he chose to let him die silently."

"No...professor, we didn't." Harry retorted with some guilt, admitting that he did think so when he was young. "As the most powerful white wizard in the magic world, we can all understand what you do."

"Oh, no no no." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head as he asked Harry to sit beside him. "I'm not as great as you say, Harry. I did want to let Severus die like this, which is what he asked for before, when you found out that he was the informer."

Harry's heart twitched, and the memory of that period of rage and despair welled up in the depths of his soul.

"Stop talking... I don't want to see those dark memories at this time."

"Harry, you have to face it. This is what both you and Severus care about most. There is no way to escape."

"But..." Harry was still enduring the tingling pain from that memory, he didn't blame the man anymore!

"You have to feel it, I think Severus is suffering from the same memory."

Harry looked up at Dumbledore in surprise, catching Snape's look of regret and despair as he went over the memory.

"He was also desperate because he betrayed my parents." Harry murmured softly. "I just thought he was taking revenge on my parents."

"Severus is a good boy, even though you misunderstood him deeply, he still held back his emotions and taught you Occlumency when I gave him the next task."

Harry lowered his head, he looked at the wand that appeared out of nowhere, it was the Elder Wand he had discarded.

"Take it, Harry."

Harry grabbed the floating wand and held it up in front of him.

"You have to separate your soul from Severus's, or your souls will become one. I know it's difficult, but you have to get over it." Dumbledore looked at Harry impatiently. "You have to maintain the unity of thought with Severus, I will give you the same memory as him, but you have to make judgments that are different from his."

"Yes, Professor, I think I'm ready."

Harry made up his mind to clenched his wand tightly. As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore in front of him disappeared, and what he saw in Nagini's eyes appeared.But the person in front of him was Snape.

"Severus?"

"What made you call me by my name so presumptuously, Potter." The cold tone came out of the mouth of the man in front of him.Harry couldn't help but have the urge to turn around and run away. This was the Potions professor he was most familiar with when he was in school. He was not the Snape who had been with him for 16 years, nor the Snape who had given the love potion a few days ago.

"who are you?"

"Who am I?" Snape sneered contemptuously, raising his wand to Harry. "Take your wand, Potter."

"What?" Harry watched a beam of green light hit behind him, he raised the wand in his hand suddenly, only to find that the wand had changed back to his original one. "Are you crazy?!"

"Dumbledore dared me to teach his golden boy black magic. He really wanted me to kill you."

Harry frowned, and Snape's words made him take a step back. "You won't, Professor."

"I won't." Snape admitted generously, and his next words sent Harry into a freezer. "But you will."

"No...I won't kill you!" Harry yelled.

"Really? Then why did you throw 'Shen Feng Wu Ying' at me?" As soon as Snape finished speaking, the scene around Harry and Snape began to change, and they returned to the night when they were surrounded by flames.Harry watched as Bella knocked out the Order of the Phoenix, and he saw himself raise his hand uncontrollably.

"No...stop!" Harry blocked the hand holding the wand with his left hand, and finally saw a familiar curse hit Snape, but the opponent did not dodge as he remembered, but was hit.The blood quickly drenched the entire black robe, and he watched Snape fall down.

"NO!!!!" Harry growled against his eardrums.He dropped his wand uncontrollably and ran up to Snape to heal him with the Silent Healing Charm, but Snape reached out and took his arm.

The scene swung back to the Shrieking Shack, who was pressing Snape's bleeding neck.

"Lookatme..." Snape held the bottle of memory potion with difficulty, an ordinary light appeared in his black eyes without Occlumency, and Harry saw relief and unwillingness.

"Professor, you won't die, no!" Harry's movements were faster than his thoughts, he picked up the wand on the ground and threw various healing spells on Snape.He saw the wound on Snape's neck start to shrink, and the blood on the ground poured into the man's body like rewinding.

"Quick recovery..." Harry began to cast the healing spell in a trembling voice. He hugged the man's body and felt that the man's body was slowly cooling down. "You can't leave like this!!!!"

"Surprising, Potter." Snape, who was on the ground a second ago, was dying, suddenly said this.He broke away from Harry's embrace, stood up and moved around like a farce.

"...Professor?" Harry's tears were streaming down his cheeks.

"Why do you want to save me?"

"No why."

When Harry raised his head to look at the other party, he found that Snape was so close to him, he took a step back in fright.

"Where's your vigilance, Potter."

"You won't hurt me, Professor, I don't need to be on your guard all the time."

"Huh? Ridiculous lie." Snape said sarcastically, and he tapped his palm with his wand. "I don't want to repeat it a second time, answer my question, Potter!"

Why save Snape?Yes, why save him?Harry heard another voice echoing in his head.

"Why do you want to save me?"

Why save him?Why save?Why would Snape's soul be subconsciously shut inside that screaming shack?Why save an old man who indirectly killed his parents?

"Enough! Shut up!" Harry yelled, irritated by another voice.

Harry looked up and saw Snape's complex eyes, he grabbed the man's skirt and shouted impulsively: "There is no reason! Snape! There is no reason! Even if you are a cold and sinister old fellow! As you said See, even if it happens again, I will still save you!"

"So..." Snape stared at Harry, his lips moving up and down. "why?"

Harry couldn't take it anymore, he lowered his voice.

"If you want to know that much, then it will be as you wish."

Harry kissed Snape's lips rudely, ignoring the shocked expression on the other's face, he bit the other's or his own tongue, and the bloody smell filled the mouths of both of them, and he didn't let go of his grip on the other's skirt Down until Snape pushed him away.

"You understand now?" Harry spat out blood-mixed saliva angrily. "Are you going to be proud? A student you don't like or even hates has such unbearable feelings for you."

Snape pursed his lips and said nothing, a struggle flashed in his eyes.

"impossible."

"Nothing is impossible, Severus." Harry leaned forward and straightened Snape's lapel.

"I love you so you won't die."

Harry was stung by a burst of white light, and when he opened his eyes again, he was at King's Cross Station again.

"You're back, Harry." Dumbledore obviously waited for a long time, and he looked at Harry with a smile. "How was the trip?"

"Travel?" Harry couldn't understand Dumbledore's comparison of this confrontation of souls to travel. "Simply terrible..."

Harry thought he might never see the man again after the ceremony, what had he done!Say love to that man's soul? !

"Oh, Merlin..." Harry covered his face in despair. "Principal, you don't know what stupid things I have done."

"Of course I...don't know, kid." Dumbledore's pause made Harry suspect that the smiling old professor in front of him must be watching him. "But it's all over, isn't it? You have a new way of doing things you once regretted, and changing Severus changed yourself."

"Yes, that's all changed." Harry sighed, he still had steps to reshape.

"I should go, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Don't you stay a little longer? I'll be a lonely old man here again." Dumbledore pretended to be lonely and sat on the chair, but this really made Harry feel a little bit reluctant.

"Oh, don't show such an expression, I'm just teasing you. You know, I'm the happy old man eating cockroaches in the portrait in the principal's office."

"You know all this?" Harry looked at the old man in surprise.

"Of course." Dumbledore rolled his eyes and raised an eyebrow. "I am the most powerful white wizard in the magic world."

Harry laughed at Dumbledore's words.

"But I wonder why you're here, isn't it in my head?"

"Of course it is, but it's also in the rituals of the dark arts."

"I don't understand, professor. And why do you have this kind of soul ritual spell that isn't even in the ancient dark arts tome?"

"You should go back, kid." Dumbledore stood up and planned to leave here. "Or you should take down the picture in the cellar and wipe it, it's full of dust."

He winked mysteriously at Harry before leaving. "Of course I have, because I invented it, Harry."

Before Harry could react to the content of Dumbledore's words, he was driven out by a force.

"Are you all right?! Harry?"

When Harry regained his senses, he saw people standing in front of him, and he was also on the bed in the cellar at this moment.

"Your mana consumption is too great, and you almost had a mana riot before. Fortunately, you have taken Zhang Qiu's traditional Chinese medicine recently." Neville signaled Harry to continue to lie down.

"Where's Professor Snape?" Harry looked around but couldn't see the transparent soul body, so he couldn't help asking worriedly.

"He's fine. We prevent his soul from staying outside for a long time, so we put it together with the stabilizer potion. Don't worry."

Harry felt an empty space in his mind, but he was much more relaxed than before.

"I met Professor Dumbledore, who invented this ritual."

"Headmaster?! He's a White Wizard!" Neville said in surprise.

"Whoever stipulates that white wizards cannot use black magic." Draco said unhappily from the side.

"Yes, in fact, Professor Dumbledore has also made great achievements in black magic, but his white magic is more powerful than black magic." Question it again.

"He helped me, so I could wake up quickly." Harry remembered something, and he rolled out of bed.

"what are you doing?"

"I still have to reshape..." Harry missed his foot and almost fell, but fortunately, everyone supported him.

"No, you consume a lot of magic power, and you have to wait three months to perform the remodeling."

"Three months? This won't work, it's too long!" Harry looked at Hermione in disbelief, knowing that the soul body cannot return to the body within a week, and it will remain in form forever like those floating ghosts in Hogwarts .

"You have no way to complete it. Even if you start now, you are not a top wizard like Professor Dumbledore, and your magic power is almost exhausted."

"Wait." Harry recalled those inexplicable words that Professor Dumbledore said.

So everyone watched Harry get out of bed and walk to the portrait in the cellar, hesitating.

"Get it off for me, Ron."

"What are you doing with it..." Ron said, but he still walked over to take the portrait down, and he opened his eyes wide and screamed. "There are secret passages here? Merlin...how many secret passages does Hogwarts have?!"

"Perhaps this is one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in the magic world." The corner of Luna's mouth curved into an arc. "Let's go and see."

Harry was walked at the end by Ron and Neville, and the ladies were at the front to explore the way. Fortunately, this secret passage was not too far away. It should be said that it ended at the opposite side of the principal's office.They all remembered that it was just a wall.

"Unbelievable..." Hermione was the first to see the huge coffin. There were various altar-like runes and protective spells on the side, and there were dense potions in the corner. Hermione looked around one by one, and they were all high-level magic potions. medicine.

"Is it empty or something?" Ginny frowned at the coffin. "Maybe we should open it."

"Oh no, the dead are respectful, and will the corpse change..." Ron shrank back timidly, which made Harry give him a contemptuous look.

"What are you talking about mentally retarded?" Harry thought he could guess who was in it, since that old man who loves honey always likes to give people big surprises. "Open it, maybe this is the answer Professor Dumbledore gave me."

The boys helped to untie the layers of protective spells. Harry put his hands on the vampire-like coffin and opened it forcefully.

"Merlin!"

"Oh! It's impossible!"

Everyone gasped, none of them expected that Snape's body, which was supposed to be in the cemetery, was actually placed in a secret passageway in Hogwarts!

"Professor Dumbledore is truly an inestimable wizard."

"I agree with that." Harry said briskly. He should thank the old professor who was still worrying about him even after his death. He never thought that Professor Dumbledore could arrange them well after his death.

【thank you. 】Harry thanked him sincerely in his heart.

"Take out Snape's soul." Ron urged Draco, and Draco took out a blue potion bottle with a dazed expression.

"...You just put him in a bottle?" Harry couldn't understand what these friends were doing, especially Draco didn't jump out to refute this strange method.

"Okay, Harry. Your friends don't dare to look directly at this horrible potions master, so they can only do this." George said with a wink. "In fact, this also helped to stabilize his soul. Of course, this potion was improved by me."

Another improvement!Harry was terrified inside, and he had sworn never to use George's improved potion again.

Draco opened the cork, and the faint blue transparent body seeped into Snape's body. They watched the chest of the "corpse" start to heave up and down, and the gray-black face became bloody.

"It's a miracle, thank you Merlin!" Hermione, as a figure like a school master, was naturally happy and excited that she could witness this advanced black magic spell with her own eyes.Ron, who was on the side, quickly pulled out a hand to support Hermione, and hinted her to pay attention to the child in her belly.

"I think I'm fine." Harry told his two friends to let him go. He put his hand on Snape's chest and cast a silent sleeping spell. He hadn't figured out how to face the normal Snape. Nape, he knew very well that after this ceremony was over, the love potion in Snape's soul would lose its effect, because it had a purifying effect.

"Please put the professor back in the cellar, I don't think it's suitable to stay here for a long time." Harry said to a few friends, he went to those potions and took some recovery potions. "My magic doesn't allow me to cast any spells, not even a levitation spell."

"Of course, I'm glad you took our advice so seriously." Hermione said, casting a Levitating Charm on Snape.

Then everyone sent Harry to the cellar, where they were having a difficult problem.

"I guess it doesn't matter, this is his cellar." Harry noticed Draco looking at him. "Uh...I will apply to Principal McGonagall for an extra room."

"Okay, Harry. We were just afraid you'd get killed by the old bat."

"What? Harry saved him. Professor Snape would never have murdered Harry, and he also saved Harry." Ginny stood up and said a fair word for Snape, and Harry smiled at her. smiled.

"Go back, I think I need to take a break." Harry's face turned pale, but he didn't want to show his weakness in front of everyone for the time being. "Luna, I think you'll have to help me with my Dark Arts and Potions classes for a few days."

"I don't think so, Harry." Luna gave him a reassuring look as she approached Harry.

"Thank you."

Then everyone left the cellar one by one, leaving only Snape and Harry. Fortunately, Hermione's Levitation Charm directly placed Snape on the bed in the bedroom.

Otherwise, with his current situation, he really couldn't move this man.

He looked at Snape on the bed in a daze. Although he had already walked out of the shock of his crush on Snape for many years, in the face of this flesh-and-blood person, his existence was nothing but stimulating Harry and stimulating him. Will face the fact of losing this person.

Harry took a deep breath. He might need to hand in a resignation letter. In his opinion, Snape had nowhere else to go except Hogwarts. The magic world discarded it, maybe it can still be used after refurbishment?

Harry sat back at the desk and began to pick up a pen to write his resignation letter and parting letter. He could only write English stroke by stroke as he was unable to use magic for the time being, which made his speed extremely slow, so that when he wrote halfway The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Harry didn't know that the Sleeping Curse released by his little magic power would not last long, so when Snape said a word, he threw his pen away in fright.

"You want to go?" Snape's hoarse voice came into Harry's ears because his body had been asleep for too long. behind him.

"Speak, Potter."

"...Yes, yes. I think...that's right." Harry used several affirmative sentences in succession, he frantically put away the parting letter, but he was picked up one step ahead of him, and Snape scanned the row Not speaking English, this made Harry feel tormented inside. He obviously intended to show Snape to read this letter after he left, so his words were very... direct.

"Huh? Because his poor old professor can't recognize his feelings and has nowhere to go, so the great Mr. Savior sacrificed his own interests to make way?"

"Oh...don't, don't read it out...please..." Harry covered his face and begged, he didn't have any extra strength to grab that ridiculous "confession letter" from Snape now.

"Professor, I think it's good for you and me. I swear I won't go back to England and bother you again."

"Don't? Go back to England?" Snape's gnashing of teeth gave Harry a bad premonition. He subconsciously wanted to lean back, but the man grabbed his shoulder.

"It's ridiculous that you still want to leave England! Where do you want to shrink to? Live to be hundreds of years old in an unknown Muggle city? Burn you when everyone finds out that you are a monster?!"

"Uh... no, I didn't think so." Harry felt his shoulders pinched sharply. "Let go of me, Professor!"

"Stupid boy, you shouldn't have used that damn love potion on your professor!" Snape's anger pierced Harry like a sharp sword, he avoided Snape's sight with difficulty, he was afraid of coming There was a hint of disgust in it.

"Look at me, Potter!"

"No... I don't want to!"

Harry began to resist violently, and his resistance was just like cotton hitting steel, which had no effect.Snape forced his jaw up and forced him to meet his eyes.

"you……"

Harry didn't see the empty eyes, nor the disgust mixed with that anger, but the powerlessness and regret in those piercing black eyes.

"Calm down?"

Snape still had a cold attitude, but his tone softened a little.

"...I'm sorry, Professor," Harry said sincerely as Snape let go of his shoulders. "I just can't stop you from destroying your soul, the council... I really can't... But the ending is always good, isn't it?"

"You think it's a good ending?" Snape gave Harry a sneering look as he walked around the cellar grumpily, his dark robes waving back and forth with his steps. "You've almost become a cripple! Potter! Please do me a favor, use your armadillo-like brain and think about it!"

"Uh..." Harry obviously didn't expect that the other party was referring to his current poor health, not the matter of feeding him the love potion.

"Of course I thought about it! I've been thinking about it for ten years." Harry admitted, anyway, it's out of the way now, isn't it?

"I looked through all the books, black magic and white magic, and there is no way to revive you at all, if it wasn't for Professor Dumbledore a month ago..."

"Hmph, you call that old man Albus?"

"That's really him, Professor. You can't deny it, or you wouldn't be able to stand in front of me completely." Harry's words made Snape a little shaken. Of course, this man didn't know how he came back to life, because he was After experiencing Potter's absurd confession, he fell into an unconscious state until he woke up from the bed just now.

"I don't regret it, really." Harry stood up from his chair, seeing Snape frown. "Uh... I guess... what are your plans for the future?"

Snape glanced suspiciously at Harry who wanted to approach him, this question was too ridiculous, where else could he go? !Facing this Potter who is currently having difficulty walking.

"If you don't want to hug the earth, stop your uncontrollable feet."

Harry stopped obediently. For a moment, he felt that he really wanted to get close to this potions professor uncontrollably.

"Oh...I'm sorry..."

"Damn it!" Snape came over violently, grabbed Harry, put him on the bed, and covered him with the blanket. "Aside from apologizing, what other nutritious topics can you say, if not, shut up!"

"Uh...I..."

Harry noticed that Snape had a hint of "I'll die in bed if I say another word of nonsense", and he swallowed in fear.After all, it's not in his mind anymore, he can't rule this man by law.

"Are you leaving?"

Snape ignored him, just stared at him without saying a word.

"Please don't leave, I will tell Principal McGonagall that you will continue to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts or a professor of potions, as you like."

Harry pushed the glasses that were about to fall, and continued on his own: "If you agree...you can still be in the cellar, uh...I will apply to Headmaster McGonagall to return to the office next door."

Seeing Snape leaning against the wall and continuing to stare at him, Harry asked a little guilty.

"professor?"

"I'll agree." Snape spit out a sentence, and just when Harry was delighted, he continued: "I thought we'd talk about your ridiculous plan first, a special love potion?"

Oh no, Harry should have known that this narrow-minded man would grapple with this topic, he grabbed his hair in frustration, and forced himself to look Snape squarely.

"George said the improved love potion wouldn't be as ridiculous as the original one, and I've asked him to minimize the...fascination factor, only obedience, I swear!" Harry swore to Merlin that he had no idea why the potion would make Sney Pu becomes so...

Obviously Snape was also shocked by Harry's words, but Harry just looked at the Potions Professor who changed his face suspiciously, and didn't dare to say anything.

"Are you sure you're telling the truth."

"I've sworn to Merlin." Harry didn't realize there was a hint of complaint in his words, but Snape listened.

"Very well, George Weasley."

"Professor." Harry subconsciously wanted to stop Snape. "It's my fault, don't take it out on George."

"Then you want me to take it out on you?" Snape straightened up from the wall, walked to the bed and sat down. "Think of you as the subject of my latest drug test? Or beat you half to death before throwing you in front of Minerva."

Harry shrank back into bed in shock, almost forgetting that this man was really going to tear him apart.

"Don't! I think we're all in our 30s...uh... Judging from our physical age, we should deal with it in a more mature way." Harry glanced at Snape, who was still as young as 16 years ago, Terrified, he even hugged the quilt in his arms and tried to stay away from Snape as much as possible.

"Mature way, what do you mean? Potter." Obviously Snape didn't intend to let this Potter go, he deliberately moved his upper body forward, and saw Harry's whole body tremble. "Lock you in the cellar like a prisoner in Azkaban? So that you don't have these wild thoughts."

"Do not…"

Harry saw the man throw himself a "clean up" and began to unbutton him.

"Professor, are you crazy?!"

Snape's eardrums hurt from Harry's almost screaming, he frowned and tried a "silencing charm" around him.This move made Harry start to cry, he really didn't want Snape to lose his mind.

"Don't tie me up! I really don't dare! I promise you anything, except don't tie me up!"

Snape's hand stopped, much to Harry's relief.

"Then you can't leave England"

Harry nodded frantically.

"Continue to be your potions master."

Harry nodded frantically.

"Stay in the cellar and I'll free up a desk for you."

Harry nodded frantically, as long as it wasn't the heinous captivity, he agreed.

"very good."

Snape raised an eyebrow, and he continued to unbutton Harry's chest, only then did he realize that his clothes were too cumbersome.

"Why are you continuing!"

"Are you going to sleep with your clothes on?"

"What?" Harry looked at Snape blankly. "It's only noon."

"I shouldn't expect you to have brains, Potter." Snape waved his hand, and a magical timetable appeared in the sky, and the hands showed ten thirty in the evening. "Obviously you've been in a coma for a long time because of your magic overdraw."

Harry was speechless, he didn't have a Muggle clock in his cellar, and he couldn't tell the time because of his restricted use of magic.

"I think I'll do it myself..." Harry obediently took off his clothes and lay down.Then he saw Snape, still sitting on the edge of the bed, and hesitated for a moment.

"Professor, would you...would you like to sleep together?" Harry wanted to bite off his tongue. He didn't invite this man to sleep together, but felt that his newly awakened body also needed to recover.Just as he was about to refute his own words, he saw Snape unbuttoning his clothes and lying on the bed as skillfully as before, only a foot away from him.

"Good night, Professor." Harry moved in resignedly. He and his crush...no, his crush was lying on the same bed, and he was still a normal Snape.He could only try to keep his presence as low as possible, and pray that he wouldn't piss this person off.

No one spoke for a long time, and just when Harry thought Snape had fallen asleep, he felt the person next to him turn over and put his hands around his waist on his stomach.Harry was too shocked to move, but his stiff body betrayed his thoughts, he hoped that Snape would not wake up the next day to find them entangled, and he would die a terrible death.

"What? Surprised?" Snape's deep voice passed Harry's ears, and he finally couldn't help turning over to face Snape.Unsurprisingly, he saw a pair of unusually sober eyes.

"You...impossible! The love potion should have expired!"

"Hmph." Snape snorted coldly, wrapping his right hand around Harry's neck. "You really thought that little thing could control me, naive Gryffindor, no, it should be said hopelessly stupid."

Harry was dumbfounded, he was too shocked by the meaning of Snape's words to speak.

"The color of black tea can't hide the luster of mother-of-pearl. Your potion has really not improved for many years. Of course I drank it without knowing it." Snape narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry in a daze. "I didn't expect it to have some potion ingredients of Felicia."

"You...you mean...you are not controlled at all..."

"Yes, but there are some things I really don't want to tell you, that damn modifier." Snape said sternly. "So you're satisfied? I'm surprised that you would say such a thing to me at that time."

Harry's brain finally resumed functioning, and he blushed uncontrollably, and the feeling of happiness kept pouring out of his heart.

"Severus..."

Snape glanced at Harry in his arms, raising his eyebrows.

"I want to kiss you."

Harry did as he wished, and kissed the real Snape as he wished. He was thankful that he only learned of his intentions not long ago, otherwise he would not have the courage to wait for this man for more than ten years, and he would be burned.

"I love you, Severus."

"I know... Harry."

END.