hp pounding

It was the same for the next week, every day he would go to Snape for Defense Against the Dark Arts training, and after that he would get a kiss, no more, no less.

He had thought that Snape would ask/take more if he had permission, but he seemed to be wrong again.Maybe Snape wasn't as passionate about him as he thought he was in terms of love - Harry denied this idea again, the love booster did make Snape much more talkative, and he was more responsive to him .

Or maybe that's the way Snape loves, and he doesn't want much.Thinking so, Harry wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve.

But if it's him himself, and he meets someone he likes, he definitely hopes that his eyes will always fall on him, and if there is a further opportunity, he will definitely not let it go.

"You were in a daze after the training, it seems that you didn't put your mind on it, Potter." Snape's voice was close at hand.

Harry came back to find that his chin had been raised, facing those dark eyes.His heart beat suddenly and quickly a few times.

"What were you expecting?" Snape asked.

"No." Harry broke free quickly, and he took the handkerchief handed over and wiped his face.

"Tonight ended a little early." It was more than an hour earlier than usual, and it was less than eight o'clock.

"If you pack it up, then you can go," Snape said, turning and walking out of the training room.

Harry shrugged, he didn't even have kisses now - not that he wanted to.He always thought Snape was weird.

Harry folded the handkerchief into a small square, put on his school jacket, put the handkerchief in his pocket, and opened the door.

He looked at Snape who was wearing the black cloak, "Are you going out too?"

He remembered that the professor on the night watch tonight was not Snape.

"Let's go." Snape glanced at Harry, who was the first to pick up the lantern, open the door and go out.

Harry had no choice but to follow, he stepped out, watched Snape close the office door, and then walked forward, the orange lamp was lit, illuminating his professor's whole body like a walking lamp.

"Where are we going?" He looked at Snape, at the dark figure in the center of the light, he was not as cold as he thought, the orange light suited him very well, just like Snape His heart, which was always indifferent, also became warm.Maybe the heart that tugged wasn't Snape's, but that didn't matter.

He knew Snape liked him.Even if he acted coldly, potions don't lie.

And because of that, no matter how sarcastic Snape treated him, he could bear it.Obviously he was still hostile to this old bastard before, but now—"Can I hold your hand?"

Snape turned to look at the loud bastard, who sighed silently and held up his hand.

Harry quickly stepped forward beside Snape, taking his hand firmly.

Their fingers intersect.Perhaps Snape was reluctant, but he did offer his hand.

He couldn't help laughing, if the lantern shone on his face, he would see the starlight shining in those emerald green eyes like dazzling emeralds, and the joy in his heart jumped on his face.

He moved his fingers, thinking that Snape would not find him caressing the palm of his hand, he carefully stroked the lines of the palm, this hand was dry and warm, with long and strong fingers, he could imagine that Snape Pu usually used his hands to carefully handle those potion ingredients.

And this hand touched him too.

"This road is to the Astronomy Tower." Harry said suddenly, interrupting his burning thoughts, "Why do you go there? Do you want to blow the cold wind?"

"If you remember that you are a wizard, then you should know that you can use magic to avoid the cold wind." Snape's voice echoed coldly in Harry's ear.

Harry pursed his lips, and he secretly glanced at Snape beside him, he didn't look so indifferent in his voice, although his face was still expressionless, but the orange light shone on his face, He looked much more talkative - I don't know why he thought Snape's face was so terrifying that he had nightmares when he was caught in the night before.

"You're right." He smiled, and then secretly cast Snape's recently learned silent and wand Warming Charm.

"If you could put more thought into your training..." Snape stopped mid-sentence.

"Huh?" Harry looked over suspiciously.What a look!He was also speechless, and his whole body was about to turn pink, as if—he was being caressed by that gaze.

"Am I doing something wrong?" he asked, "Am I not trying hard enough, or..."

"No, you've done enough," said Snape, letting go of Harry's hand. "I didn't do enough."

The responsibility of defeating the Dark Lord should not have been given to a boy, Dumbledore must be crazy.

Even if Harry had a shard of the Dark Lord's soul on his forehead, that wasn't a reason for him to have to deal with all this shit.

"Snape," Harry called to his professor, who quickly ran after him to regain his grip on the hand.And when he stepped on the stone steps, he felt the cold wind from the outside world.

They have already arrived at the Astronomy Tower, and this is the last stone step. Outside is the cold winter night, two completely different worlds from the warm castle.

"Severus," he corrected.

Snape didn't stop, he led Harry up to the Astronomy Tower, looking up at the sky full of bright stars, the Milky Way hanging above their heads, like a dazzling diamond necklace.

"So many stars." Harry blinked in amazement, he forgot what he wanted to say before, and he opened his mouth after a short silence, "A lot of things have happened recently, and Hermione and I are very concerned about monitoring Marl There are also differences in fortune, but after seeing this splendid universe, I think that the things I worry about are so small."

"Your mind has changed," Snape said.

"No, but don't you find the stars attractive?" Harry exhaled, his teeth chattering in the cold air, and before he sneezed, he cast a Warming Charm on himself and snapped Snape. got one.He took Snape's palm with both hands, trying to rub his palm, but he found it unnecessary - Snape's hand was much warmer than his.

"Human beings are always full of curiosity about mysterious things, and astrology is very mysterious. These stars hanging in the sky are fireballs like the sun, but they are too far away to become a shining point." Harry said that he remembered the knowledge he had read in Muggle books before, and thought about how to explain it to Snape in a language that wizards could understand.

"Potter, don't always treat others as fools, I know what you say." Snape snorted, wrapping his hands behind Harry's.

"I thought wizards wouldn't want to know about Muggles." Harry looked at Snape, his eyes sparkling with surprise, especially since Snape was the head of Slytherin, he really couldn't imagine a Slytherin would He has some knowledge of Muggles, and he also knows about Muggles.

"That's because they haven't lived in the Muggle world, so naturally they can't know about Muggles." Snape said lightly.

"Ah," Harry said, suddenly realizing, "Halfprince, you're a half-breed." He remembered the nickname the young Snape had given himself.

"You don't still live in the Muggle world, do you?" Harry stopped, he couldn't imagine him asking where Snape lived in such an intimate tone.

What's wrong with him, is he still thinking about visiting Snape after the holiday?

"The wizard's abode is a secret, Potter." Snape kept looking at the boy who lacked common sense.

Harry shrugged, and suddenly he seemed to see a point of light across the sky, or maybe he was wrong—he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, after all, night is always unfriendly to myopia.

"Professor, we don't come to the Astronomy Tower to see the stars, do we?" he said, and found that Snape's ears seemed to be red.

He laughed. "I'm glad."

Suddenly a wave of excitement swept through his pores, and the cold wind blew past, making him shrink his neck.

"Let's ride a broom." He pouted, and said suddenly.

"You want to ride a broomstick at this hour, Potter!" Snape turned to the always inappropriately whimsical boy, his expressionless face seemingly about to crack, "Ten points from Gryffindor!"

"Don't worry, my skills are very good - by the way, Professor, you can ride a broom?" He remembered that Snape had also been his Quidditch referee, so he used the summoning spell, "Ha Leigh Potter's Firebolt/Arrow coming."

Every cell in his body was screaming with excitement. It had been a long time since he had flown like this—he hadn't tried to fly at night under the stars.

"We can fly above the clouds and look at the stars." He grinned and held out his hand to Snape.

The fireball had swished in front of Harry, hovering in mid-air, obediently like his half body.

Snape was silent, but he still held out his hand.

Just like 20 years ago - of course only half a year has passed.

The author has something to say:

Harry: Seems like only lovers would foolishly go out to look at the stars on a November night?

Snape: Gryffindor deducted 10 points, wantonly trying to figure out what the professor thinks.