Polaris

Snape opened his eyes, the dean's room was quiet, the moonstone in the hood beside the bed emitted an extremely dim light, he lowered his head, and saw Poloris sleeping soundly on his chest, hazy The dim cold light on her pale skin made her look like a jade statue. Snape gently moved her away, and he carefully supported her head on the pillow. The change of position made Polauley Si frowned suspiciously, but she was satisfied after rubbing the pillow to find a comfortable position, and he pulled the quilt over her scarred shoulders, and then got off the bed lightly.

The office was brightly lit the moment he stepped in, Snape silently looked at the Pensieve floating on the desk, he walked over to take back the strand of silver, the feeling of stuffing the memory back into his mind was not good, he gave The memories Poloris saw ended with the day Dumbledore left the dungeon, after all he still didn't have the courage to let her know about the child.The empty Pensieve reflected his expressionless face like a mirror. He could see that Poloris was not happy after recovering her memory. Was it because of the torture she had suffered?Or because of his repeated withdrawal?He pushed her away because of Lily, and pushed her away because of the Dark Lord, and he was suddenly a little thankful that she returned to him after going through so much.Snape's eyes habitually fell on the second drawer, where Poloris's handkerchief and photo folder were once placed. During those years when his memory was sealed, he only remembered that the handkerchief was very important, but He couldn't remember its owner once, and after the seal was released, he took out the contents more frequently. The silver photo folder was wiped spotless by him, thinking that Poloris still carries it with him , His eyes softened.There was nothing in that drawer long ago, but he still left it empty, like a certain kind of paranoia, or a kind of persistence, and today, he put the resurrection stone in it.

Snape gently opened the drawer, and the dark stone lay quietly on the partition. Looking at the weird totem, he inevitably thought of Lily, who had been dead for 15 years.The dancing flames in the fireplace were as dazzling as her gorgeous red hair, his lips were drawn into a straight line, those dark eyes silently stared at the Resurrection Stone, and the totem looked at him quietly like the cold eyes of the god of death , he moved his fingers, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the shallow tooth marks on his fingers.Snape froze as if petrified, his hand closed the drawer, and the clicking sound seemed to hit his heart.The red-haired witch had already married another woman, and he never owned her from the beginning to the end. Even for a moment, he should have stopped having any obsession with her.But he still wants to see her one more time, even if only one time, so that he can apologize for the mistakes he has made, no matter whether he is forgiven or not.Snape slowly closed his eyes, he couldn't do this, he felt that it was a betrayal of Poloris, he already had someone who really belonged to him, who loved him wholeheartedly, that North Star no matter what It will emit a non-dazzling but meaningful light to warm him, he took a deep breath, got up and returned to the bedroom.

It seemed that this was destined to be a sleepless night. Snape was woken up by the abnormal temperature around him. Poloris fell asleep with her brows furrowed. Her pale skin exuded heat like white ceramics. Nepe looked at her worriedly. He didn't understand why she suddenly had a high fever.

"Io, Io?" He stretched out his hand and pushed her, Poloris frowned and slapped his hand away, she turned and rolled away from him, but she still didn't wake up.Is it because his disease was contagious a few days ago?Snape frowned and thought about it. This reason is a bit far-fetched no matter how you think about it, but Poloris's already terribly weak body has long since been brittle than a crystal cup after being injured by the Killing Curse. He didn't know what kind of ancient black magic damage and three unforgivable curses would destroy this body. He always felt that it was Merlin's miracle that Poloris could survive until now.

It was almost seven o'clock after Snape finished brewing the potion, feeding the potion, etc. He put the honey milk with the heat preservation spell on the bedside table and let out a sigh of relief. Poloris was still There was no sign of waking up, but Meryl didn't come out to make trouble because of it. He stood by the bed for a while, then left the parchment letter telling Poloris to rest, and then turned and left.Since Poloris couldn't join him for breakfast, Snape went to the Great Hall, and he had to ask the lady in bed for leave.As soon as Snape entered the auditorium, he received Tom's surprised eyes. The Dark Lord seemed very strange that he would appear here. Snape glanced at him, and felt that the Dark Lord was no longer as frightening to him as it used to be , he walked directly to the teacher's bench, his plate was full of food the moment he sat down, Snape silently watched the attractive bacon and suddenly lost his appetite, compared to eating here, he More like being with Poloris, even though the brat often just sits and watches him eat.

"Professor Flitwick." Snape said, and the surrounding professors looked over subconsciously.

"What's the matter?" Flitwick stopped eating and looked at Snape suspiciously. Even though they taught in the same school, they never had much contact with each other.

"Miss Black will be absent from Charms class this morning due to illness."

"I see." Flitwick nodded. He remembered that student, the genius of the Black family, and of course he also remembered her horribly poor body. He just found it strange why the dean, Snape, would personally Come here to ask for leave, even if Snape defends Slytherin, it's a bit weird.Sensing the strange gazes around him, Snape snorted coldly and left the auditorium without touching his breakfast from the beginning to the end.

There were no students in the corridor at breakfast time, Snape walked quickly towards the Potions Professor, suddenly his arm hurt, and the familiar burning sensation came back, Death Eater!He clasped his hands and walked around a corner. Not long after, footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor. The footsteps had a fixed rhythm and the same weight, from far to near. Snape pulled out his wand with a sullen face, and he knew who it was. up.

"Take it easy." Tom appeared at the intersection, his red eyes casually darting over his wand, seemingly unconcerned. "I won't fight with you, Io will be angry if I know it."

"Is something wrong?" Snape still kept his wand in his hand. Even if Tom didn't hold a wand, no one can say that he is not dangerous at this time, after all, he is the Dark Lord.

"Two things." Tom gave Snape a contemptuous smile after seeing that he was not going to take back his wand, and it seemed that he was well aware of the gap between the two.

"All ears." Snape gritted his teeth and said these words. The man who had deceived Poloris in front of him actually dared to mention her in front of him. His knuckles holding the wand were a little white, but Slytherin's Being calm kept him from having an outburst.

"How is Io's body?" Snape was not surprised by Tom's first question, although he didn't know why the Dark Lord would pursue Poloris, but he understood that it didn't seem to be a whim or a simple one. possessiveness.

"Taking medicine and sleeping." There was no need for Snape to hide this from him, and Tom breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his answer.

"Then the second thing." Tom said briskly. "Leave Io." The second incident was even more unsurprising for Snape, he didn't believe that the Dark Lord would obediently give up.

"Impossible." Snape replied firmly, no matter whether he was the Dark Lord or whoever, no one could make him leave Poloris.

"I clearly remember that the woman you love is Lily Evans." Tom's speech slowed down, as if he was recalling something. "You...didn't beg me by the hem of my robe..." Tom didn't finish his sentence. He was interrupted by a curse, and he smiled indifferently. "You know, that woman hated you to the end, coward."

"I don't believe it." Snape said blankly.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, anyway, everyone is dead." Tom shrugged indifferently. "I can't confront the dead either, right? Leave Io, you can't protect her, that Lily is proof. She can only be mine, and must be mine."

"She's mine already." Snape snorted and turned to leave, he didn't want to say a word to this guy, he wouldn't leave Poloris unless she wanted to go, but then he wouldn't won't let go.

Poloris opened her eyes after Snape left the dean's room. She felt terribly weak all over her body, just like when she just woke up from the bed after half a year of coma that day. After reading the memory yesterday, her The body was a little weak, as if the missing part of her soul had leaked again. Poloris curled up in the quilt holding the warm milk, and the uneasiness in her heart began to spread. She didn't know how much it hurt. , but she felt that the injury this time should be comparable to that when she was ten years old.Poloris shook her head, she didn't want to think about it, she felt that Snape got up in the middle of the night when she was asleep last night, she guessed what he did, but from Tom's lack of action she speculated that Snape Nepe hasn't used the resurrection stone yet, this is just the beginning, Poloris lowered her head helplessly, she can't remember why she agreed to Tom's bet on a whim, but since she has already bet, she must abide by the rules of the game , even if she knew that the Resurrection Stone was now in Snape's left-hand drawer, she would never have participated.All she has to do is wait for the ending.