Polaris

Chapter 55

Snape found that from that day on, Poloris became more lethargic. She seemed to be awake only two hours a day. He didn't know if it was the aftereffect of the Cruciatus Curse or something else, but Poloris remained silent. , She is like a traveler who is exhausted to the extreme, her consciousness will go away as soon as she touches the bed, she seems to want to sleep forever.

The room was very quiet, even though he planned to keep looking at Poloris, Snape still had to go out for a few hours a week, the person who was supposed to be sleeping stood in front of the window, the overcast sky looked like it was going to rain heavily at any moment, A laugh came from the silent spider's end alley. She turned her head and saw that there was an unexpected guest in the house.

"Long time no see, Ionios." Tom sat on the table, his red eyes looked up and down Poloris, as if he had discovered something novel.Poloris turned to look at him, her pale face expressionless. "Is the Cruciatus Curse for more than a minute fun?" Seeing that Poloris didn't answer, Tom got up and walked over. He circled Poloris twice, and she stood there like a stone sculpture without any doubt. In response, his footsteps stopped, as if he had confirmed something, the smile in the red eyes fell silent, but was replaced by the same coldness as hers. "Say I'm schizophrenic. I didn't expect you to be the one who is mentally ill now. It's been almost two months." He whispered close to Poloris' ear. "Your dear professor didn't notice..." The red curse shot out from Poloris' fingertips, and he dodged it, and suddenly laughed out loud. "Don't be angry, I won't say it, I won't...make trouble for myself." His eyes darkened, and he glanced at the glowing thorn ring on Poloris' wrist. He thanked Poloris Si is still alive, but after discovering her problem, he thinks that maybe he should let nature take its course. He is very curious how she will solve this problem, if she can't solve it... Thinking of this, his eyes wandered, isn't it best if she can't solve it?But why be disappointed? "Looking at you, we can't go to Gaunt's old house. I...wait for you to recover." Tom put a bottle of wine on the bedside table. He glanced back at Poloris, and his whole figure melted into the air. The same thing disappeared, and Spider’s End Alley returned to silence again. The cloud outside the window seemed to be thicker, and the water vapor in the air was so thick that even the room became damp. The gray-green eyes swept across the sky outside the window. A gleam of determination flashed in his empty and numb eyes.

The amber liquid was swirling in the cup. A long-fingered hand held the cup and rotated it slowly. The transparent ice cubes in the cup collided with the cup wall and made a crisp sound. This was what Snape saw when he returned to the bedroom In the picture, Poloris is half leaning on the bed, she gently shakes the cup in her hand, staring at the mirror on the cabinet with empty eyes, not knowing what she is thinking, after seeing two-thirds of the wine bottle on the table, he black face.

"What are you doing?" He walked over quickly and snatched the cup. Due to the force, the liquid splashed out of the cup and splashed on his hands. The amber liquid dripped down the thick carpet along his fingers Disappearing, Poloris looked up at him, her cold eyes wandering for a moment, then she knelt down beside the bed, her hands resting on Snape's shoulders, her gray-green eyes fixed on him.Snape frowned. He watched Poloris open her mouth tentatively, but then closed it helplessly. The hand on her shoulder trembled slightly. Finally, she lowered her head and pressed it on his shoulder. The upper hand also slipped down feebly. "Call me by name, Ionios." He held her sliding hand, the cold touch was colder than the iced wine in his right hand, he put the wine glass on the bedside table, and stretched out his hand to hold her face , she bit her lower lip lightly, and there was a white mark on her lip that he seemed to have known before. Messy pictures flashed in his mind. I heard her voice, it was ethereal and crisp, always with a peaceful smile. "Just say anything." He buried his head in Poloris's neck and whispered, her cold right hand caressed his face, and then he heard a long-lost call like a sigh.

"Severus." The voice was too soft, like the lightest summer wind blowing past his ears, and he would miss it if he didn't pay attention, but he still heard it, and he raised his head in surprise, unbelievable look at her.

"Say it again." Dark eyes stared at her.

"Severus." The anticipation in his eyes disappeared, Snape let go, he took half a step back and pulled out his wand, no, no, it didn't feel the same as Poloris, he frowned A man with empty eyes kneeling beside the bed.

"You're not her." He repeated it again, as if wanting to stand firm. "You're not Ionios." Blinking her empty eyes, Poloris's lips curled up into a smile, which looked extraordinarily weird with those cold eyes. She looked at Snape with haughty eyes.

"You finally found out?" Poloris moved, and she sat back on the bed, shifting her body into a slightly more comfortable position. "I was wondering how long it would take you to find out." She looked at him with raised eyebrows, and shook her finger when she saw the black birch wand. "Don't mess around, if you hurt me, you hurt her."

"Who are you?" Snape frowned. He held the wand without any hesitation. The person in front of him was obviously exactly the same as Poloris but it was not her. He always felt weird until she called Saying his name, calling him twice, two completely different feelings, it was her and not her.He suddenly thought of Dr. St. Mungo's inquiry, the Cruciatus Curse overlapped with the damage of the crystal ball back then, was it caused by the purple-black mist back then? "The crystal ball?" He asked with raised eyebrows.

"It's me." She blinked and admitted generously. "We've been fighting for control of our body for more than a month. If it wasn't for the damn wine that broke the balance, maybe I would have won." She paused here, looking at Sneaker with grey-green eyes full of smiles. general. "But I still have to thank you. If you hadn't kept her here, she would have been in that annoying magic circle again. I don't want to sleep for another ten years."

"You were the one who controlled the body when Black was around?" Snape looked at him sullenly. He probably understood that the Cruciatus Curse awakened the sleeping mist in Poloris's body. They had been fighting for more than a month. Grabbing control, the internal struggle is evenly matched, and no one can penetrate into the core, so she has seemed as numb as a puppet in the past month.

"No." Poloris shrugged. "The magic circle is not very effective. She might have to sleep for decades when she goes back. She is reluctant."

"You said you lost." Snape looked her over. "Then why does it look like you're winning now?" What about Ionios?

"Because she was drunk and fell asleep." She shrugged, the person who brought the wine forgot about the condition of her body, Poloris, who was in control, fell asleep after drinking enough, and waited until she woke up At that time, this farce will be over.Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, and he glanced at the bottle on the table, he didn't know who slipped in to bring it in when he wasn't home, but he was sure it must be an idiot.

"When will she wake up?" Will everything be normal when she wakes up?He felt that his endless nightmare was finally waking up.

"It's not urgent." Poloris waved her hand, she looked at Snape with great interest, her gray-green eyes seemed to pierce him. "You and she really don't look like the dean and students." She pointed to her brain as she spoke. "I know very well that she is not willing to leave here."

"It has nothing to do with you." He looked at her coldly, his dark eyes were blank for a moment, Ionios was reluctant to leave here?

"There's no need to use Occlumency." Poloris waved her hand. "She took all my magic power away, I can't use Legilimency, it's really cheap, brat." She squeezed her cheek hard as if in revenge, and pressed a black magic wand against her palm Slowly she pulled her hands away from her face. "This is my body now, why do you care so much?" She shook off Snape and looked at him angrily, she was about to fall into a deep sleep for an unknown amount of time, and she was finally able to speak, but the other party was unreasonably controlled Madness, what does other people's bodies have to do with him?The kid who was sleeping didn't cry out for pain himself. "Could it be?" She blinked at Snape, who looked away from her. "Do you like her?" Her voice sounded like she had discovered a new world, Snape's face froze, which seemed to confirm her opinion, she picked up the bottle on one side and slowly filled the glass, The remaining amber liquid in the bottle was empty, she picked up the cup and drank it down, the liquid that she had no time to swallow slipped down the curvy soft neck, she happily threw the empty cup behind her back and stood up.Snape looked at her suspiciously, he kept retreating as she pressed her step by step, the small bedroom made him unable to retreat very quickly, the cold wall pressed against his back, he looked as if he had grown to the size of his body The child with tall shoulders felt from the bottom of his heart that the soul residing in this crystal ball was a psychopath. "Hiding for what?" She looked at him reproachfully, her slightly raised eyes showed some amorous feelings that made her fingertips tingle.

"Stay away from me." He pointed his wand at her, and while he knew he couldn't use magic on Poloris' body, it was at least a visible threat.

"Forget it." Apparently she was also aware of this, and she pulled the wand away with her slender fingers, and she threw it behind her back, leaving the birch wand and the broken cup as companions. "You obviously want it very much, why do you want to hide?" The slender white fingers pressed against his chest, as if by magic, and the buttons fell to the ground one by one as it slid all the way.

"Enough." Snape put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her away, staring at her as if he wanted to burn her to death with his eyes. "You're not her." He had had enough of this psychotic soul.

"Say it earlier." The gray-green eyes blinked happily, and before he could react, his cold lips covered them. He clearly saw that the banter and mischief in those eyes had disappeared, replaced by mist and warmth. He knew that Ionios was back, and the sweet aroma of wine spread from between his lips and teeth. He reached out and clasped the back of her head to deepen the kiss. He let go of her when she leaned against him in a daze.

"Good morning, Ionios." He whispered in the ear of the breathing man.

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