[HP] Three Snapes

Eloma, who was rushing to class, didn't know what they were talking about afterwards, she just stayed in the greenhouse sullenly, repotting the Mandrake with Draco.Because of the earmuffs, the brunette girl couldn't hear anything at all, and she didn't want to talk at all.

She knew that there was that woman in her father's heart. Although she was Harry's mother and she had done nothing wrong, Eloma couldn't like her at all—who would like her mother's rival in love?Even if that woman is innocent.

It's just emotion, not reason.

While trying to grab the struggling mandrake, Draco peeked at Eloma's expression. He felt that Eloma hadn't been in a good mood since Prince came to this world.And judging from today, she seems to be in a worse mood... In fact, she can't blame her, after all, no one can bear two fathers suddenly falling from the sky.

However, where is this new Mr. Snape going to live?Look at him still in his Slytherin robes...

As if in agreement, Harry, who was in the group with Pansy, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Draco, who was also terrified, and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Indeed, as Harry and Draco had imagined, Severus was arranged to live with Prince after the three shared information, that is, in Harry and Draco's bedroom.

After dinner, in a corner of the Slytherin common room, Sev told Eloma all the information he had heard, as he had promised.

"Thank you, Prince." Eloma stood up and curtseyed solemnly, expressing her gratitude to the boy for keeping his promise.

"It's nothing. Keeping promises is Prince's family motto, and I must abide by it." The expression on Sif's face was a little unnatural, as if he was not used to being so polite with Eloma, "Are you going to ask him about Jessica?" something?"

"My daddy never loved my mommy, I know that." Aloma smiled pretendingly, trying to show that she didn't care about it at all, "And didn't you also say, In your world, there seems to be no one named Anita Thomas. I think this is the difference between the two worlds... You will fall in love with another woman in the future, and then give birth to a child that is not mine. It should be normal."

"I'll name her Eloma." Sif blurted out this sentence, and after seeing the startled eyes of the girl opposite, he coughed a few times as if to cover up, and said, "Of course, if you don't mind if."

Seeing the slight blush on Sev's face, Eloma suddenly smiled, her big eyes narrowed like crescent moons.The girl sat back in her seat and regained her former high spirits: "Of course, of course I don't mind—as long as your future wife doesn't mind either."

"Eleanor won't mind..." Sif whispered, but Eloma didn't hear it.

Because the information revealed by Dumbledore in this conversation proved that he was indeed dealing with this matter, so in the following days, Sever was no longer as anxious as before, and became a little more relaxed-at least , he is in the mood for the upcoming Christmas holidays.

"Daddy, this year's gift list is ready, when are we going to buy it?" Aloma counted the contents on the parchment, fearing that something would be left behind.Just like in the past, Eloma held a list of gifts for the professors at Hogwarts. Since she was 7 years old, she has shouldered the important mission of communicating with everyone on behalf of her father.

Snape stopped reading a book, pondered for a few seconds, and then said to his daughter: "The day after tomorrow is Saturday, what do you think?"

"There is Quidditch training on Saturday." Aloma wrinkled her nose, expressing dissatisfaction with her father for forgetting her daily schedule, "In order to win this year's championship, all the players staying at the school must train as usual— And those who go home must also ensure their training speed."

"Be careful, I don't want to be called to the medical wing by Madam Pomfrey." The man in black robe warned his daughter, but there was no serious meaning in his tone, it was just out of an instinctive concern.

"I'm not a porcelain doll, how can I be so easily hurt." Eloma climbed onto her father's lap three times, lifted the book he was reading with two fingers, and frowned cover caption, and toss it aside, "Let's go Sunday, Daddy."

"Okay." Snape frowned slightly, but he didn't scold his daughter for her bold behavior.The black-haired man stretched out his arms and hugged his little giant to prevent her from accidentally falling.

Looking at the innocent smile and pure face on Eloma's face, Snape felt his heart soften again, and a feeling of guilt welled up spontaneously.Of course he knew that the information sharing that happened in the cellar a while ago had hurt Eloma, and he was also mentally prepared for his daughter to lose his temper.But Snape didn't expect Aloma to accept the reality calmly. Instead of getting angry or alienating himself, she got closer to him instead.

Maybe, in addition to Diagon Alley, I should go to Hogsmeade on Sunday to buy some sweets for my little troll...Of course, this is because Christmas is coming, not something ridiculous Yes, damn compensation.

With one arm around his daughter, Snape tapped lightly and rhythmically on the armchair with the other, thinking about Sunday's schedule in his heart.

"Daddy, let's take Prince with us." Eloma leaned comfortably in her daddy's arms, poked her fingers at the row of tightly buttoned buttons, and said casually, "He's left alone. It's pathetic at school, and I want to get him something for Christmas."

Snape's hand froze as he tapped on the armrest.

"Miss Aloma, since when did you have such a good relationship with him?" Snape narrowed his eyes dangerously, examining his innocent daughter.

"On that day, after he told me everything." Eloma spread her hands and looked at her daddy with her big black eyes blinking. "If Daddy doesn't like to go with him, then I will go alone with you." He'll go. I can't leave him alone anyway, since Draco and Harry will be home by then."

Uh-huh, Snape snorted dissatisfiedly, and angrily erased the plan to go to Hogsmeade in his mind!Apparently, her little troll doesn't need candy at all, it would make her teeth look bad and her health would suffer!

"Daddy, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Aloma approached her father's serious face, and kissed loudly on the cheek, "I knew Daddy was the best, and I would definitely agree mine."

"Aren't you going to call another one?" Snape's mouth was slightly upturned, evoking a strange arc.There were some things he had to ask, especially about his daughter's true attitude towards those two men.

"I don't like him!" Eloma puffed up her cheeks with a look of dissatisfaction, "He actually used Legilimency on me! He's a bad guy!"

"Hmm." Snape hummed, not caring that his own daughter called him a bad guy in another world.In fact, in a sense, I am the real bad guy, at least the self in another world did not do that damned act - about reporting the prophecy to Voldemort, which led to Lily's death.

However, I will not pay for that Prince, not even a Nat!

"Then it's decided!" Eloma jumped down in satisfaction, and ran out of the cellar with the parchment. She had to tell Prince the news.Since he came to this world, he hadn't been out of Hogwarts yet, so he must be bored.

In a boy's dormitory in Slytherin, Eloma sat chatting with Prince in a corner, beside a serious Draco and an enthusiastic Harry.

"Prince, we'll go shopping in Diagon Alley on Sunday, and I told daddy I'll take you there too." With a look of excitement on her face, Eloma took out her little notebook and began to write and draw on it, "Although Dumbledore will probably be able to find your way home soon, but you'll have to buy some things too, like clothes, shoes and accessories like cufflinks and brooches. Well, and, you'll have to pick out Christmas presents , no matter what, you have to give us something..."

"Why?" Sev was a little speechless, it was the first time he heard about forcing others to give him gifts.The black-haired boy looked up at Draco and Harry at the side, but he was relieved after seeing the usual expressions of the two.

"Because we are friends." Aloma waved her hand impatiently, signaling Prince not to interrupt her train of thought.The black-haired girl bit the penholder of the quill pen, thought for a while, lowered her head and quickly calculated something in the notebook, "...Okay!"

Eloma raised her head, looked at the puzzled eyes of the three boys around her, and grinned: "I just calculated, so far, I have a total of 15 Galleons, 23 Sickles, and 11 Nats. So, I plan to divide Give Prince 8 galleons to fund his Christmas presents—I can guarantee that my daddy won't pay for him, even if it's only 1 nat."

Prince was taken aback, is this girl helping herself?Of course he can see that his life in this world is not very rich, and without the support of the Prince family, if he wants to research some new potions, he can only buy those precious medicinal materials at his own expense—not to mention , He also has to raise a daughter alone.

Raising children isn't easy or cheap, so Prince isn't surprised that Eloma doesn't have much pocket money.But now, she would give half of her savings to herself so generously, just so that she could have money to buy gifts.

"I have money." Sev touched his pocket, which contained the money left over from custom-made robes not long ago because he wanted to imitate Snape. Although it was not much, it was enough to buy some gifts.And... If it really doesn't work, I can continue to sell some other things - those are decorations that my grandfather specially made for me, and they are expensive.

"Come on, you'd better stop selling your accessories, being milked... well, I mean, it's not good to be found out by your mother - she will think that you are bullied in this world and feel sad. 8 Garen's words , As long as you plan carefully, it’s enough.” Eloma wrinkled her nose and showed a mischievous smile, “However, I’m very picky about gifts, remember to choose carefully~”

"It will satisfy you." Sif smiled, and decided not to get too entangled in such insignificant details, and accepted Eloma's kindness frankly.