Trouble with hp love at first sight

Snape took Harry into the bathroom, where he cast a Warming Charm on the air before teaching the scruffy young man how to use these Muggle showers - which he'd be sure to throw away if he had the money. It was replaced, but now he is still struggling to make ends meet, so the Muggle supplies are still in his house.

What surprised him was that Daniel was no stranger to Muggle supplies, and he was quite skilled in using them.So it didn't take him a lot of time.

"Looks like you don't need me here, or do you need someone's help to even take a shower?" Snape said, staring at Harry as he unbuttoned his blanket, took off his coat and put it in the laundry basket Now, he is still wearing the same short-sleeved shirt, with livid purple on his exposed arms, did Snape recall that he even kissed here last night?

Is there anything on Daniel that he hasn't explored?Snape's mood was slightly calmed by the overflowing satisfaction, and his tolerance for Harry was a little bit more, which was just equal to the interruption of his research.

"I can do it alone!" said Harry immediately, who didn't want Snape to stay at all.

Forget it yesterday, but today—oh, even if that face still looks sexy and messy, but that name makes his stomach hurt and even his balls hurt.

He thought for a while and said, "Have you changed your clothes?" He really had no choice but to say, "I can pay Galleons."

If Snape could give him a discount on the potion for the sake of their good relationship, then he would have money for clothes.

Snape gave Harry a look that he had a lot of trouble, and he snorted and walked out of the bathroom.

So Harry began to take off the clothes on his body, he looked in the mirror as if his eyes were scalded, he quickly looked away, even though Snape cast a warming spell to warm the room, it still gave him a chill Trembling, and a sneeze, he quickly stood under the shower and turned on the faucet. After waiting for more than a minute when he sneezed for the second time, hot water came out. He couldn't wait to flush the water to warm himself up.

Oh - maybe he should think about it, now that Snape is not a master of potions, which means he will stay here for a long time, then he should think about earning money, at least supporting himself.

He couldn't trouble Snape all the time, and he seemed to be struggling - he was still a Death Eater.

Harry pursed his lips, he turned himself to the shower, and the hot water sprayed his face, and he closed his eyes, not wanting to think about it.

He just had to remember that Snape was on their side in the end, and he was a good guy.

Even if he's not good enough right now.

Snape found a set of clothes he didn't wear, he had bought them this winter, and when he finished this order, he could take Daniel with him—no, why did he think that Daniel would stay until That long, he must be gone before then.

Snape folded his clothes and walked back to the bathroom.

"Your clothes are here." Snape tensed his jaw, and he helped to pull up the sliding glass door, so that he couldn't see this stupid, unaware little bastard.

He glanced at the glass again, it was covered with fog, and he could only vaguely see Daniel behind the glass, and what he was doing depended on his imagination.Snape's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly felt thirsty, so he quickly walked out of the bathroom, closed the door hard, and fled.

Harry didn't realize that Snape had come in until he heard the door slam, and he put his legs together in embarrassment and felt that he had overreacted—he wasn't a girl, why did he cover it up?He had what Snape had!

He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the soap, worked out a lather, and began to cleanse his body.

Just when Snape was about to continue his research, the Timer Charm he cast in the kitchen reminded him that the oatmeal was ready, so he went to the kitchen to turn off the fire and cast a Warming Charm on the porridge.

He left Harry a note reminding him of the porridge in the pot, and set off anxiously to complete his research.

Today's inspiration is indeed very good. Snape bottled the potion that had been standing still, and there were a dozen potions, and his research was also going well. This idea was proved to be correct, but it did not mean that he had completed his Research is just a small step - he has found the right idea, and the rest is to find a more suitable ratio.

Snape opened the door in a good mood, and saw Harry in a black sweater sitting on the sofa - he cast a Restoration Charm on the sofa and stuffed all the protruding springs back, repairing it barely usable.

He was holding a book, and Snape saw by the cover that it was an introduction to crafting given to him by a second-hand bookstore at a discount from a book he bought last week.

"Who gave you the permission to look through my bookshelf?" Snape stepped forward and asked softly with his hand on the back of the sofa.

Harry shivered suddenly, he looked back at Snape, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You're out!" He put the books aside casually.

"I just picked up a book when I had nothing to do—I can't read your other books, but this one is pretty good to me." Harry explained, in fact, he was not interested in those black magic books at all. , he just defeated Voldemort, any black magic will remind him of that disgusting monster, and the potion book—forgive him for being really ignorant of this thing, it was the textbook of the Half-Blood Prince to help him get back the points in the potion Confidence in life, but that was also the knowledge of the Half-Blood Prince, and he just followed it.

Oh, and now in front of him was the Half-Blood Prince himself.

"I've had porridge," said Harry. "Aren't you hungry?" He looked at Snape expectantly.

He was trying to find time to talk to Snape about his lodging.

Snape moved his lips, he was very uncomfortable with Potter's familiarity.

Then he was grabbed by Harry who came around from the sofa and dragged him to the kitchen.

"I still have half of the oatmeal left. I found bacon and eggs and made scrambled eggs. You can try it." Harry said excitedly.

He opened a chair for Snape to sit down, and then ran to the kitchen to bring out the heat-preserving porridge and scrambled eggs.

"What do you want?" Snape saw Harry's thoughts at a glance.

Ingratiate yourself with him, then take the opportunity to make a request.

"I have nowhere to go." Harry put down the teapot in his hand, and he poured him and Snape a cup of black tea each.

"So I'd like to borrow your place." He looked at Snape.

Let him live until the day this guy becomes a potions master!

Snape sneered, "What makes you think I'm going to keep you?"

"I can pay the rent!" said Harry.

"Isn't that the money you saved for the potion? Or did you give up saving your teacher?" Snape reminded.

"Actually, I want to work part-time - I mean, you make a living by making potions, right? I can help with potion ingredients, and I can also make some simple potions, so that you can take more orders ——My requirements are not high, I just want to maintain my basic life, and I don't need to be paid." Harry said, he knew that the bastard was picky about potions, and he was completely out of his standard line, Harry said My palms were wet with sweat.

Oh, why did he meet Snape? —but he would indeed become a potions master, and it was very plausible.

Perhaps the only one who could save Snape was himself.

Snape tapped his fingers on the table as he studied Harry.

He wouldn't let a stranger into his private research room, and Daniel, he didn't know him well, but—he was shamefully tempted by the proposal.

"I only have one bed here," Snape said slowly. "You know what to expect," he suggested.

Harry froze, then blushed and gritted his teeth and lips so hard that his lips began to turn white.

"What's the difference between that and selling your body?"

Went to his!This damned snotlite actually looked at him like that!