Polaris

The headmaster's office in Slytherin has been gloomy for ten years, and the silver-green layout is dyed by the chill from the lake outside the window, and there is a stinging cold light under the weak candlelight. Snape sits at the desk, his whole body The man was covered in a black robe, and the drops of water dripping from his jet-black hair drew dark water marks on it.

Snape stared at the excerpts of potions that were turned over on the table. The small black words were densely arranged on the snow-white paper, which was so eye-catching. He didn't read a single word, and there was still thick blood in his mouth that couldn't be melted away. After he calmed down, he was a little unsure of what he had done. If it was because he thought of Lily that he gave Poloris medicine out of control at the beginning, then what was the more demanding later?He clearly knew that he was actually kissing her later, a ten-year-old child, and this realization made it difficult for him who had always been calm and restrained to accept it.

The faint sound from the sofa interrupted him from his thoughts, Snape looked up, Poloris's eyelashes moved uneasily, it seemed that he was about to wake up, and his eyes moved down along the crow's wing-like eyelashes , the five purple-black fingerprints on the bloodless cheeks looked so abrupt, he didn't want to recall how much effort he had used, but he was sure that there must be another purple-black fingerprint on Poloris's thin shoulder. The black handprints, looking at Poloris's swollen lips and the bloodstains winding down the corners of his mouth, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he had been raped. This recognition made his already gloomy face look even worse , he could almost foresee the disaster after the kid woke up.

Snape watched the gray-green eyes slowly open, he estimated in his heart how many mandrakes this young lady of the Black family could hold in her head, and he saw those eyes blinking rapidly after returning to focus Three times, painful, doubtful, gentle, and his expression changed so quickly that he almost doubted what kind of magic had been cast on those devilish green eyes.

"I'm bothering you, sir." The kid of the Black family stood up weakly, and after trying to bend over to thank him but failed, he could only lean on the armrest of the sofa and give him an apologetic smile.Snape snorted coldly, if the brat dared to ask what he did to her he would definitely throw her out.

"If Miss Black is really sorry, please manage your emotions obediently and don't touch anything with magical fluctuations in front of my eyes." He looked at Poloris and nodded calmly, without screaming or crying, as if Not at all worried that I would be in danger of becoming a Squib in the future.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience I'm about to cause you." He didn't expect that Poloris's first sentence would be this. It was really inconvenient. Thinking of him wasting time to wash up, he felt that the world must be occupied by trolls Yes, even though it is true.

"Now, please do what you can to save this poor office. The smell on your body will kill my herbs, Miss Black." He snorted coldly and pointed to the bedroom. "The house-elf has brought your things."

"I hope Kreacher didn't cause you too much trouble." Seeing Snape's darkened face, she could almost imagine how the elf who had been with her for 14 years would cry when she saw her covered in blood. Sample. "I apologize to you on his behalf." After receiving Snape's irritated wave, she smiled helplessly. This gentleman didn't seem to like her, she could see that he was irritated, and she could also see that he was irritated The object of this is not herself, and it is because of this that she can't solve it. After all, she is only a ten-year-old child, not Merlin.

Poloris dragged her painful body into the bedroom. A large four-poster bed took up most of the silver-green space. Two bedside tables and a large wardrobe divided up the space. She walked Going to the big black leather suitcase beside the bed with Black's family crest printed on it, she could tell from the size of the suitcase that it hadn't been cursed with expansion at all, so Lucius must have been here before even thinking about it. She opened the box, and a piece of parchment was placed on the top of the clothes. The gorgeous cursive words explained how Lucius and Narcissa explained the whereabouts of Poloris. At the end of the letter, Lucius expressed his pleasure. Helping Sirius' trial, Poloris thanked her brother-in-law who didn't like her very much in her heart. She took out a white skirt from the box and turned and walked into the bathroom.

Poloris freezes when she sees herself in the mirror even though she knows she's terrible.After taking off the shirt with her right hand that was still conscious, the handprint on her shoulder made her support the washing table shakingly. She reached out and touched the fingermark on her face uncertainly, and she accepted it after feeling a tingling sensation. In reality, she can understand if there are finger marks on her face, but even on her shoulders, Poloris closed her eyes and restored the scene of feeding medicine through the marks on her body. She looked at her red and swollen lips , like a thousand mandrakes singing in a chorus in my mind.

"You look so miserable." The mirror said, Poloris's gray-green eyes glared at it fiercely, and then threw herself into the bathtub. Of course she knew and understood that it must be difficult when she was so bad After feeding the potion, she also knew that her savior must be unwilling, but she still couldn't let it go from the bottom of her heart. Poloris suddenly understood the source of Snape's irritability just now, she felt He must have someone he loves very much, so it must feel terrible to kiss a ten-year-old child in order to save others, Poloris endured the pain of being stimulated by the water on his shoulders and prayed in his heart, I hope it will not be felt As gross as kissing a slug.

The house-elves received a strange order today not to use magic when serving the Slytherin headmaster's room, so there was a weird scene of them lining up and carrying food into the headmaster's room, Sne Pu stood in the corner of the office processing the medicinal materials, and moved his eyes to the dining table to make sure that nothing with magical fluctuations had mixed in. Poloris was covered in blood, and now he still had lingering fears. In fact, she was so seriously injured that he had nothing to do with it. Inseparable relationship, the slack of strength and the detection spell broke her already fragile magic balance when her magic power rioted, or in other words, it added fuel to the fire, why didn't she just die like this, Snape ruthlessly He cut open the patwood under his hand, and the patwoods who were put aside waiting to be processed seemed to feel the low pressure on his body, and stopped shaking one after another.

The bedroom door creaked. Snape looked up and saw Poloris who he almost thought was dead in the bathroom. She was wearing a slim white skirt like a shirt, and her long legs and wrists were almost as close as it was. Melting into one, which also made the finger marks on her cheek more conspicuous, he looked at Poloris, who was so pale that she almost glowed in the dark, those gray-green eyes were so clear and bright in the dark that they were out of place in this gloomy cellar .

"I kept you waiting, sir." Seeing the dinner on the table, Poloris realized that she only drank a glass of honey water in addition to the potion all day, and the man opposite her should be no better than her.But what happened to those pats?She looked at the still plant strangely, as if it had been petrified, and that thing had always been known for its hyperactivity.

'Are you lost too? '

'Are you a Slytherin student? '

'kindness?I'm not yet of school age. '

'calls me……'

"Sir? Mr. Snape?" Snape returned to his senses, with those jewel-like green eyes in front of him, Poloris was looking at him worriedly with one hand on the table, it was too close, he took a step back to close the distance pull away. "Are you OK?"

"I think you'd better worry about yourself, Miss Black." He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the residue off his hands. "Have we met before?" he asked casually, a voice inside him shouting, not her, not the name Poloris.

"I don't think so, sir." The affirmative tone made him unable to tell whether he was disappointed or happy. Snape put down his handkerchief and laughed at his own innocence in his heart. It must be that too much palliative has ruined his brain.

"Dinner may begin, Miss Black."

While skinning the fish fillet, Snape quietly looked at Poloris across from him. The little devil of the Black family had good table manners. She didn't chatter or make any noise, but she never touched the knife during the whole process. Fork, Snape watched her sullenly as she sipped the bowl of mushroom soup, and he could be sure that Poloris wasn't going to touch anything else.

"I think Miss Black should know that her malnourished body is in danger of being exploded by magic power at any time." He put down the fish steak and said in his usual flat and indifferent tone.

"Sorry." Poloris slapped her soup hand, she didn't expect Snape to notice, or care about her meal, she tried to move her left arm, and there was a large bruise on her shoulder It made her grip the spoon tightly in pain.Snape's eyes moved to Poloris's left shoulder, the dampness in her hair made the snow-white cloth somewhat transparent against the skin, and he saw a purple-black mark covering almost her entire shoulder, which was made by him. of.Poloris finally raised her left hand to the table in a not so weird or even smooth posture and picked up the knife. He watched her control the hand and cut it gracefully without making a sound. The fish steak in front of him, if he hadn't deliberately observed the slight trembling that was almost invisible and the bruise on her shoulder, he would have been deceived. "What's the matter, sir?" Poloris looked up with a gentle smile on his face.

"Nothing." Snape looked away. Slytherins respected privacy, if that was privacy at all.He noticed that after he looked away, Poloris's hand holding the table knife shook slightly. It's a good hand to be brave, and he sneered in his heart.