Polaris

Snape was lying on the empty bed, he couldn't remember how he got back, he was holding the silver pendant, his dark eyes were empty towards the ceiling.The five words of Ionios are like a spell. After hearing it, his brain hurts like it exploded, as if someone cast a flock of birds in his mind, and the colorful scenes are like nonsense. Like a flock of birds flapping their wings irregularly, they all came out of the depths of his mind, scrambling to be the first to toss, shaking him dizzy one after another.There was a buzzing in his mind, and the pictures were slowly pieced together, and he finally remembered those eyes.

Slowly closing his dark eyes, Snape relaxed his consciousness and plunged himself into memories.

"Are you annoyed by always following us secretly?" Sirius Black asked.Snape looked at the curly-haired boy who was waving his wand like an outsider. He threw a leg stand at the child not far behind him, and his companions cooperated with him and threw a child wearing a Slytherin school uniform with many obstacles. He fell out of the shadow of the corner, spilling the books in his arms all over the floor.

"I didn't follow you guys!" Snape saw clearly the child's face, pale and somewhat greasy, it was him back then, and he could easily tell from the books on the floor that he was going to the library.

"Even if you didn't follow today, you must always follow, it doesn't matter." The boy wearing glasses shrugged, seeing that he was about to pull out his wand, he immediately threw a weapon over you, and the child who fell on the ground was cursed Hit, rolled awkwardly on the ground and hit the wall.Damn Potter!Snape snorted heavily.

"Syl, Cyrl!" A slightly younger boy in a Slytherin uniform hurried down the stairs, interrupting them.Snape looked at him, black curly hair, dark gray eyes, Regulus Black.

"What's wrong?" Sirius looked over lazily.

"I saw the Dark Star carriage at the window just now, the little princess must have followed." Regulus obviously ran all the way over, he leaned on the railing and gasped for breath.

"What?! Isn't it tomorrow?" Sirius immediately put away his wand and straightened his collar in a panic. "James, Lupine, Peter, my sister is here, and she was promised to show her around the school, and if she can't find me, I'm screwed."

"Your sister?" Potter's tone was a little indifferent, but he still reached out to deal with the messy black hair honestly.

"Remus, throw a fountain of clear water into James' hair. I don't want my sister to have her eyes fixed on James's hair when I introduce you. You know, she's good at everything, except that her hair is messy." The group of people walked away noisily, and Snape stood where he was, and he saw himself on the ground reaching out to pick up his wand after the spell disappeared, and his injured knee on the floor tiles made him sit back on the ground weakly. Moving to the wall, turning his back and rolling up his trouser legs to check the wound, Snape watched a small figure appear at the other end of the corridor. She was wearing a retro black lace dress, and her two snow-white calves danced briskly like What kind of dancing steps forward, her thick and dark long curly hair is smooth and shiny, and her baby-fat little round face is glowing with a healthy rose color. Snape saw the pair of pairs that appeared in his dreams countless times. , The gray-green eyes that appeared beside him were crystal clear like the finest emeralds.

Polaris Black.

"What's wrong with you? Are you lost too?" Poloris stood behind the man huddled in the corner, looking over his shoulder to see the wound on his leg. "You're hurt, do you need help?"

"Go away! No need!" The black-haired boy quickly lowered his trouser legs to cover the wound. He turned his face and yelled viciously at the people behind him.

"Are you a student of Slytherin?" Not frightened, those beautiful eyes blinked and looked at him curiously.

"Nothing to do with you."

"Don't be so indifferent, I will enter Slytherin next year, you know, pure blood is inevitable." Poloris pouted, turned around and bent down to pick up the books on the floor.

"next year?"

"That's right, I'm not yet old enough to go to school. I'll be 11 years old next year." As if thinking of something pleasant, she bent her brows and eyes with a smile, and she was a little illusory in the sunshine.

"Then why did you appear at Hogwarts?" Only confused by that beautiful sight for two seconds, the black-haired child obviously thought of something, he tensed his body and looked at her with hostility.

"I came with my mother. She was chatting with Mr. Dumbledore in the principal's office." Poloris blinked and looked at him puzzled. "What are you... angry about?" At this point, she suddenly realized something. "You are the first student to talk to me. Sister Sissy said that we are friends after exchanging names. You can call me Ionios. My brother usually calls me Io. How about you?" After hearing the name Then the dark-haired child relaxed, and Snape knew exactly what he was thinking, Ionios, not Poloris Black.He almost sadly sympathized with himself at the time, and Poloris's affectionate name for the family made him completely unable to think that it was the child of the Black family.

"Let's be friends after you enter Slytherin." Thinking of Lily, the friend who parted ways after entering school, he refused to respond to her request.

"Then we are half friends?" Poloris put the book neatly on the ground, and she sat down on the ground indifferently. "Show me your legs."

"What can you do?" The dark-haired child frowned at her, doubt written all over his face.

"I have a handkerchief to help you wipe off the blood." She put the small bag behind her back on the ground and lowered her head to rummage inside. The black-haired child compromised, and he pulled back his trouser legs, revealing his broken knees. "Because that idiot brother always hurt himself and didn't want to go to the medical wing, I secretly brought him some fresh rice without my mother's back." She took out a bottle of water, a silk handkerchief, and A small tawny glass bottle.Snape watched her skillfully wet the handkerchief, and gently wiped off the blood one by one. "It will hurt a little." She opened the bottle and dripped a few drops of medicine on his wound. After white smoke was emitted, the wound healed, and it seemed that he would be fine in a short time.

"Thank you." The black-haired child thanked in a low voice. He took the handkerchief and wiped off the dust on his face. The snow-white handkerchief was messed up by black and red, and he hesitated a bit in holding the handkerchief. "I'll wash it and return it to you when you're in school." Before Poloris could answer, he stuffed the wet handkerchief into his pocket and looked away guiltily.

"Okay." She blinked for no reason, and said indifferently. "It's getting late, do you know how to get to the lobby on the first floor?" She put the things into her backpack one by one, her smooth movements paused, and she took out a small camera from the bag.

"This is the second floor, just go down the stairs over there."

"Come here, then." Poloris wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "Look at the camera and smile." A white light flashed, and she put away the camera in satisfaction. "I'm leaving, I'll give you the photo after I enroll, my dear, unknown sir." She bent down, kissed his forehead lightly regardless of the oil on his face, then turned around and continued to walk Time's steps disappeared in the stairwell.The black-haired child was stunned. It was the only kiss he had ever received in his life.Maybe they will become very good friends.He touched his forehead and showed a slightly silly smile.

The screen jumps, at the opening ceremony of the new year, the black-haired child did not wait for the child named Ionios, he clenched the handkerchief that had been washed white in his sleeve in disappointment, his eyes sparkled a little went out.He wrote to ask the blond pure-blood senior who took good care of himself, if there was a person named Ionios among the pure-blood wizards, and he wrote back and told him that there was no such name or surname at all. Words transliterated from Greek are not used by normal people as names, and the only similar one is Polaris of the Black family. She is the only wizard among wizards who is so arrogant that her name has the word "eternal". And that was a middle name, nobody knew what it was, and if it was, it could only have been Itrodi or Itro.The black-haired child felt that he was deceived. He originally thought that he could have a new friend with the same ambitions. He even thought about how to introduce himself to her and how to introduce her to this mysterious campus. But now someone tells him that there is no such person.Angrily, he sealed that memory, and only when the name that failed his expectations reappeared, he would remember everything, but he did not expect that the day when he really remembered everything, 14 years later , on the one he had ruled out in the first place.

"Polaris Ionios Black." The cello-like voice slowly pronounced her name, and he misunderstood her.Snape opened his eyes. He raised the photo folder in his hand and stretched out a hand to open it. When his fingertips touched the emerald on it, he withdrew his hand as if electrocuted. What are you looking forward to?He opened the pendant, Sirius and Regulus were in the photo frame on the left, Poloris was huddled between the two, pinching their cheeks with a little fat hand and squinting with a smile, while on the right was A photo of a child with disheveled hair and dirty face, with Poloris' arms around his shoulders.Snape looked at himself in a daze in the photo, how much did he lose by his momentary withdrawal?He watched and took a deep breath, whispering to Poloris in the photo. "I'm Severus Snape." A velvety voice sounded in the cold and dark cellar, and the person in the photo was still smiling brightly.