[HP]Two Snape

On the professor's seat, Snape accepted the baptism of the eyes from the small animals in the fourth courtyard, as well as the inquiring eyes of the professors who were also gossips and the headmaster.

Snape looked away uncomfortably, staring blankly at the small plate of poor apples on the table.

"Professor Snape." Lockhart said with a serious face.

Snape turned his head.

"Even if we are wizards..." Lockhart frowned, "it's impossible to let the apple float over with our eyes, we need to use a spell."

"..." Snape turned his head back, he didn't want to look idiot, lest his IQ be lowered.

"Hahaha..." Lockhart burst into laughter suddenly, "Don't you think my joke is funny? Hahaha..."

Professors: It's so cold...

Seeing that Snape still had the face of a thousand-year-old iceberg, the students couldn't help but look away angrily. Of course, they soon remembered the other two protagonists in this matter.

The Gryffindor table immediately received strong gaze radiation!

George and Fred were taken aback for a moment, then...

run away...

what?

No, of course not, why did they escape?

George: "Hey my dear..."

Fred: "...babies, let us..."

George & Fred: "An autograph for you?"

Harry stood up suddenly, waking Draco and the others who were in a state of shock, "I... went to review my homework... Well, some homework for the holidays was copied... I... I'm not very good at it yet, I don't worry ...Yes, I will review."

"..." Has Harry started to study hard?Hermione wondered.

"..." Isn't the selection over?Is there still an initial test?Neville panicked.

"..." Yes, that's right, you guessed it right, the savior copied this young master's homework.Draco Deser.

"... hiccup" Ron was full.

(Hermione & Neville & Draco: Damn, dare to break the formation! Beat the fuck up!)

Walking out of the noisy auditorium, Harry shivered with a cool evening breeze.

It's a bit cold at night...

Harry suddenly missed the mug of warm milk in the cellar, and the little snacks floating by.

The house elves do a great job...

But why does the taste of the same food and drink change when you change the eating place?

Harry walked through the dimly lit corridor, and suddenly remembered that that day, it was almost the same light, the same corridor, trolls, three-headed dogs, vicious and terrifying.

But he was held tightly in the man's arms.

Undeniable strength, firm protection, warm embrace...

Silently leaving the back, dripping blood...

The figure that is suddenly far and near in a trance, the inexplicable fear in the memory...

The body temperature felt on the hands and shoulders...

When the black hair brushes the tips of the ears, when the hands are clasped, the heartbeat, breathing, and the rise and fall of the chest, the memories are so real and detailed...

With dark eyes and impenetrable eyes, he searched for himself, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

The apprentice has to take care of the mentor's daily life, so the owner of the glass of milk and the snacks will have to be replaced, right?

The intimate relationship between apprentices and mentors, Draco said, most of them will eventually become partners...Harry suddenly felt that, in fact, what he thought before, those so-called belonged to him were just his wishful thinking and unreasonable speculation.

Walking around the corner, here is a dead end. It was originally used to display portraits, just because this road does not lead to any classrooms, and there is no exit. The end is a cold wall, so few people come here. The portraits unanimously demanded to move out.

At night, it can be said that this is one of the quietest places in Hogwarts.

Harry's fingertips caressed the rough wall, cold, hard, and slightly tingling.

Harry sat down slowly with his back against the wall, and there was a hot and tingling feeling of friction between his back and the wall, as if the loneliness that had been accumulated for several lifetimes spewed out through a strange outlet.

There was such a moment of confusion in his mind, Harry didn't know where his current feeling came from, but the deep sense of powerlessness and frustration made people overwhelmed, and there was a burst of despair in his heart, as if, like this state he It's been going on for ages, as if this hopeless chase has been around for ages...

He still doesn't love him.

Harry felt as if he had known Snape for many years, not just two years, and not as a Hogwarts second year, as if he were a...

Harry felt a throbbing pain in his temples. In his brain, some scenes that seemed to be in his dreams met and mixed with reality. There were pictures in his mind that shuttled quickly, but he couldn't see any of them clearly.

Harry couldn't help clenching his hair tightly with his hands, and opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound, and there were two warm spots on his cheeks. At some point, the suppressed emotions broke through the shackles and collapsed wantonly.

This method of wanting to melt into the shadows and find a sense of security seems to have been experienced by him before.

Could it be that history repeats itself over and over again?

In the silent corner, only suppressed breathing, no answer.

cellar.

Snape felt his eyelids twitch suddenly, for some reason, he always had a feeling as if he had forgotten something.

Snape glanced at the few people present calmly, Dumbledore, the Weasley twins, and... Ron Weasley and Draco.

Ron [grievance]: "Mom said she wanted me to see if these two bastards were really accepted as apprentices by Professor Snape..."

The corners of Snape's eyes twitched, this...is it a bad debt?How worried Mrs. Weasley was about her son...

George & Fred [each grabbing Ron's ear]: Huh?Dare to call your dear brothers assholes?

%￥#@! &*...

Snape had black lines on his face, this... can it be done with a bad debt?

With Snape's familiar smile on his face, Draco could not conceal his excitement with his slightly rising aria: "Godfather, it's a pity that my lord father is not here now, and I can't witness the moment when your legacy is passed on, but... I will certainly describe this exciting scene to my father in detail!"

Lucius in a meeting in Germany: Ah!

Snape:  …

"It's nice to be young..." Dumbledore clapped his hands with a smile, and separated the Weasley brothers who had rolled into a ball.

"Severus, I thought, we can begin the ceremony?"

"...Of course." Snape had the feeling that he had made the wrong choice.

Dumbledore read out the respective rights and obligations of apprentices and mentors, and formed the relationship between apprentices and mentors in the form of an oath.

After the ceremony was over, Snape hurriedly explained that after George Fred came to study tomorrow night, he couldn't wait to coax a bunch of people out.

The world is finally quiet.

Snape sat on the large armchair, pinching the space between his eyebrows, yes, he admitted that the Weasley twins are extremely talented, since they can develop all kinds of things on their own at this age... they can skip class Sugar, oh well, maybe the motive is a bit lewd...

But Snape wasn't a very disciplined person either.

Compared with many potion masters who learned in a regular way, some potion masters who are unconstrained, or even half-way monks, may achieve unexpected results.

With a little guidance...

The Weasley twins have always been the kind of people who would try their best to achieve as long as they knew the basics and given a goal.

And what Snape knew now, what he clearly understood, was the final effect of the potion he wanted to study, which was to separate a soul from a body that did not belong to this body.

And the method...he didn't have it yet.

To a certain extent, George Fred is actually very similar to Snape, who doesn't care much about the constraints of rules, whether it is behavior or thought.

The knowledge in books, the default rules and experience, for this kind of people, can only be improved and improved, and there is no so-called absolute correctness that cannot be changed.

Of course, at best, the impetuous temperament of these two people, in Snape's opinion, it's better to temper it.

The fire in the fireplace suddenly burst into green sparks, and Snape turned his head to see his roommate...that is, his alter ego...

Merlin's little raincoat!He still couldn't accept such a weird setting!

Snape looked tired, patted the ashes on his body, and walked straight to the room.

When passing by Snape's side, he felt the inquiring gaze, and paused slightly, "I went to check some things."

"……Oh."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Snape slammed the bedroom door shut.

Snape got up, ready to prepare for the lesson...

"By the way, Potter is out at night again." Snape opened the door and reminded his roommate friendly.

"..." The footsteps that were walking towards the bookshelf turned a corner and walked towards the door.

There was a curfew, and there were no lights in the corridors. It was not very realistic for him to find Harry quickly by himself.

After thinking for a while, Snape visited Filch's office.

Now, in Filch's office, there are Mrs. Norris and baby Hagrid... the three-headed dog who is not working all the year round.

The three-headed dog likes to lick Filch's saliva passionately, and Filch wants to go to his Mrs. Norris for comfort and petting. Erqi: ...)'s three-headed dog showed incomparable admiration and love...

Snape tried his best to stay calm, took the Marauder's Map, and left this man-beast love triangle drama with his shattered views.

Thanks to Merlin, in the last life, in order to please him, Harry offered these things to him several times, and he still remembered how to use them.

After reciting the spell, Snape rushed towards Harry with an expression that was worthy of the spell set by those four idiots.

It was a dead end, and Snape found Harry at the end of the road without much trouble.

It's just that this familiar, guarded and defensive sitting posture, as if he was about to embed himself in the darkness, made him suddenly feel distressed, which reminded him of those ten years again.

That was the same way Harry huddled in the darkness that day.

Snape walked lightly and approached slowly.

Harry didn't know when he fell asleep, his face was stained with tears, and there were some dirt stained by tears.

Snape sighed, bent down, and picked Harry up. Maybe because he was leaning against the wall just now, his blood was a little stagnant. Harry moved uncomfortably, muttering something.

Snape adjusted his posture slightly calmly, so that the person in his arms could lie more comfortably, and also brought his ears closer.

"...cow...milk...my...George...you...you don't take...Fred...you...give me back...biscuits...I don't...don't deal with slugs... I do not want……"

"Okay, okay, I don't want you to deal with slugs..." Snape couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only agree in a low voice.

Could it be that the labor service he was punished in the previous life was too disgusting?

so impressive...

small theater:

George & Fred: Why is our apprenticeship so perfunctory!

X: Nonsense, is your CP your mentor?

George: Oh no... honey...

Fred: I know you too...

George: But this stupid woman...

Fred: Doubt the love between us...

George & Fred: I only have you in my heart without him!

Moxie: ...haha...haha...hahaha...(so cold)

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