Trouble with hp love at first sight

B.68

"Then that little Miss Snape is—" The portrait Dumbledore picked up the glass of honey water on the table beside him, trying to calm himself down.

"Alexis is my daughter." Harry nodded, it was the first time he had heard the name Miss Snape from someone else, and it was quite novel - it gave him a subtle joy that he and Snape were closely connected .

Oh look, his little sweetheart was indeed born with that last name, and there was no way the old bastard could deny their relationship!Everyone would know that he was the man who owned Severus Snape.

"He shouldn't have shot you long ago, my child." The portrait Dumbledore poured himself a mouthful of honey water sadly, he looked at Harry, his blue eyes were full of concern with worry.

Harry tried to laugh at the question but stopped, when a deep voice with a sly tone cut in to interrupt what Harry was about to say.

"I can't believe that you even want to reminisce about the portrait. For the savior, there are so many people and things that he can't let go of, so that he can safely leave his one-year-old little girl behind. A parade of sex takes care of all the fans who support him."

"Severus." Harry turned his head and looked at Snape who came over in surprise, "I thought you would go to class."

But when he thought of Snape's body that hadn't fully recovered, especially his voice, the therapist was still telling him to take medicine every day.

"It seems that the portrait is really a low-IQ version of the real person. After all, when it becomes two-dimensional, it must be compressed and discarded, so that it can live on paper." Snape snorted and looked at Dumbledore in the portrait. Lido, "It's not like you that you think I'm going to lay hands on a young child."

"That's right, I guess you didn't recognize Harry as your husband." Dumbledore stroked his beard cheerfully, and it was easy to understand the story. He was probably the only one who knew Snape. The story of the abandoned people.

"Congratulations, my child, as I said, as long as you wait patiently, there may be surprises-don't always think of the bad." Although his intention was that Severus would meet his child eventually , even though they have been separated for so many years.

But now this development is better than he expected.

"Just like now, aren't you very happy?" After surviving the war, the lover who ran away from home came back with a child, and he was doubly happy, almost the lucky one favored by Merlin.

Snape just gave Dumbledore in the portrait a cold look, he looked at the boy who was still standing here stupidly, and held his hand, "Let's go, we have to pack our luggage when we go back."

"Where are you going?" Harry was stunned. He looked at the portrait but found Dumbledore showing an expression of enlightenment.

"You're finally honoring your wedding leave?" said Dumbledore.

"Wedding leave! Do you still have that?" Harry exclaimed, looking at Snape in wonder.

"Close your jaw." Snape glared displeasedly at the boy who is usually surprised, "Do you really think that the profession of professor should dedicate one's life to this group of noisy trolls? Don't even have the holidays you deserve?"

"Severus, I've never seen a professor take wedding leave, so I thought you guys wouldn't take vacation." Harry smiled, "You have summer vacation and Christmas vacation after all."

Snape just snorted coldly, "Don't use your ignorance as an excuse, Potter. When you were in school, none of the professors got married during that time, or did you feel that if it didn't happen, you would think it didn't exist, so self-conscious How arrogant!"

Harry blushed when he was told, he thought about it, and then muttered, "You're not just married either—it's been 18 years."

"Yeah, 18 years." Snape sneered mockingly, "The only thing left absent is a one-person marriage."

"Are we going on vacation now?" Harry suffocated listening to Snape thinking about the years he had been away, his head hurting, and he wanted to end this topic quickly, so he said, "I also think you need a vacation to recuperate, and the therapist will approve!—Where are you going?"

"Are you sure you want to finish talking about it now—in front of a group of portraits?" Snape said pointedly.

So Harry shut his mouth, and was honestly dragged into the fireplace by Snapa through the internal Floo network of Hogwarts back to the cellar. When he got out of the fireplace, his little girl was crooked Falling down and throwing herself into his arms, Harry immediately grabbed her with both hands and lifted her up.

Little Alexis giggled and danced to give Harry a wet kiss.

"Your sweetheart is just as slimy as you," Snape said.

"Don't you think she'll just be like me?" Harry retorted, pushing the little girl into Snape's arms, seeing the old bastard get a kiss on the cheek as he checked the baby's diaper dry.

"I wasn't a kissing monster when I was a kid." Harry snorted, "I don't even know who it is!"

"Kiss...kiss." Little Alexis babbled and began to learn the language, repeating the newly learned word clearly.

"Harry Potter! You just want your little girl to be a kissing freak?" Snape growled, but he didn't forget to give the little girl in his arms a Soundproofing Charm before speaking.

So little Alexis blinked her pure emerald green eyes and watched her fathers quarrel childishly and then embraced and kissed again. The inseparable father touched his head with one hand.

The poor little girl is only one year old and has to learn to act according to the situation.