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"You're as perfect as a pot of life." Snape put his arms around Harry, sighing softly in his ear, his voice seemed to be suppressed in his throat.

"Don't remind me that I'm fished out of a pot, I know the bath is for nothing." Harry muttered, he was wet and uncomfortable, but he was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore.

And after this sentence fell, Harry could feel the laughter passing from the skin of his neck to his brain, he opened his eyelids, and stared at Snape who was close at hand.

"Are you laughing?" There was doubt in his sleepy eyes, he didn't hear the laughter, but he just felt that the non-human sleepless ghost who had tortured him three times was just laughing.

Well, now he's not smiling.

"Hmm." A muffled grunt came out of his mouth, he felt the teeth in his neck, and after he made the sound it turned into a sticky suck, and the hot saliva stuck to his skin.

"I don't want to do it." The flush on Harry's face hadn't subsided, and the intense sleepiness made his brain dull and his arms limp.But he just wants to sleep now.

"Go to sleep." Snape admired with his head back slightly. "Don't forget my present tomorrow."

Wait until Harry is asleep before washing him, he doesn't have to sleep anyway.

I dreamed of dawn.

Harry sat on the long table with a straight face, but he didn't go back to the dormitory last night!

He vaguely remembered what Prince had said to him at the end.

Today is Valentine's Day!There are pink bubbles in the air! - Must have been made by the twins, thanks to them remembering Valentine's Day while they were busy with NEWTs!

— so Prince was asking him for a Valentine's Day gift.

But he forgot to prepare a gift for Prince during Hogsmeade Week when he went to Honeydukes to raid.

He's not a girl, why would he give someone chocolate on Valentine's Day!

"Harry, did you encounter any troubles?" Hermione walked over with the book and sat down, then looked at Harry who was covering his face with his hands.

"It's okay," Harry said, rubbing his cheek hard, keeping his face impassive, "I was just worrying about Valentine's Day." He should probably go to the kitchen some time to see if he could make a chocolate bar.

Isn't it just melting the chocolate chunks and adding sugar and milk into the mold to cool?What's so difficult about it!

"Ah, sweet trouble." Hermione patted Harry on the shoulder and exclaimed understandingly, "Here's your chocolate." She had already seen flocks of owls flying into the hall, and many of them were heading towards her. Friends came.

She still remembered last year's triwizard hegemony, Harry was almost buried by confession letters and fancy chocolates from all over the place, and he distributed those chocolates to his roommates, but he couldn't eat them all until the end of the semester.

And now, Harry has a boyfriend.She had to mourn for her friend, and popularity was a burden, but his boyfriend should understand Harry's popularity.If his boyfriend is Gryffindor, he should be joking about it, and Hufflepuff has always been very kind. If it is Ravenclaw, maybe he will introduce the origin of Valentine's Day to Harry.Only Slytherin can be so small-minded, and Harry will never find a Slytherin boyfriend.

Therefore, she can still rest assured.

After Hermione's trance was over, she found that her friend had been buried under confession letters and chocolates, and she had to wave her wand to rescue him from it.

"Thank you!" Harry said gratefully. He only solved the roaring letter, but he didn't notice that more and more chocolates and letters fell like a torrential rain. After tens of seconds of relaxation, his whole body was buried.

"There must be a hundred copies." Ron clicked his tongue aside.

"It's all for you." Harry didn't like this face, could he pretend that none of these piled up gifts were for him?

Professors don't give students vacations just because of Valentine's Day.

Some slightly more reasonable professors would mention Valentine's Day, such as gentle Remus, who additionally taught the class a sympathetic heart spell, which can make two people who think the same in some way communicate with each other, although It's just a short telepathic connection but it's also suitable for Valentine's Day.

"Especially if a couple wants to whisper something, then this spell is very useful." Their dear Professor Lupine looked kindly, "Of course this magic is not limited to couples." He remembered Sirius once I especially like to use this magic to whisper something to James that only the two of them know.

Ron looked hopeless, and before get out of class was over, he was going to be greeted by his fangirl and girlfriend Lavender screaming, he really didn't want to be full of her twittering for more than 12 hours.

Why couldn't Remus teach them a spell for a proper amount of privacy between lovers?

On the contrary, it didn't take a second to know that it was an old bat who always looked like Potter owed him Gallon.

His mood seemed to be even worse today, so bad that the sunny weather turned from sunny to cloudy after the potions class in the morning. Before the lunch break was over, the rain fell from the sky and hit the ground. Soon it was booming.

Well, now couples don't want to go out on a date!The idea of ​​riding a broom to look at the clouds and admire the stars was washed away by the heavy rain.

This has caused the library after class to be full of couples. If you want to find a book, you will see a pair of sticky couples who only have each other in their eyes and whisper to each other. Mrs. Pince almost raised her hand. He came around with a broom to drive people away.

If he could, he would really like to teach all of them the Unity Heart Mantra.But Harry didn't do that. After he found the recipe for making Valentine's Day chocolates, he memorized it and hurried out of the library to the kitchen.

Hopefully, the elves who are busy in the kitchen preparing the whole Hogwarts dinner will let him make a chocolate bar himself.

The house-elf was really enthusiastic, and Harry got a small pot and an elf who put down his hands and taught him how to control the temperature of the flame.

He knew that Prince didn't like too sweet food, although he wasn't picky.

So Harry found the formula that made perfect.

Pour dark chocolate chips into the boiled whipped cream and add butter to melt. He also squeezed some lemon juice to enhance the taste.

After pouring into the mold and waiting for the viscous black liquid to cool, he used the cooling spell to shorten the cooling time.

After the chocolate had solidified, he cut the resulting large bar into small cubes, each coated in cocoa powder.Seeing that he was finished, the little elf who was standing aside thoughtfully brought him the packing box, and enthusiastically used magic to help him make a red ribbon tied into a heart on the packed box.

"Mr. Potter, you will definitely be able to confess successfully with this!" the elf screamed happily.

Harry suffered from the torture of his eardrum, and he didn't want to right it.After saying goodbye to the elf happily, he hurried out of the kitchen.

Really hope Prince likes his valentines!When Harry thought of that scene, it was as if he was the one who ate the chocolate. He was delighted from the inside out, and the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

And just as he turned a corner and was about to go up the stairs, he bumped into a wall of flesh.

"As we all know, our savior is still defiant when he walks with his glasses on," Snape stared coldly at Harry who bumped into him. "Ah, maybe he was looking forward to such an encounter."

"Snape." Harry took a step back, throwing his hands hastily behind his back, hoping that the old bat didn't notice the chocolate in his hand.

"Is this Valentine's chocolate?" Snape grabbed Harry's hand behind his back and held it up.

"Our savior always has no shortage of admirers," he mocked indifferently, "it's another day full of rewards, but don't the gifts you receive secretly satisfy your vanity more?"

"No, I did that!" Harry glared at Snape as he snatched his chocolates from his hands, and he yelled at him as if the nasty old bastard had taken more than just a box of chocolates .

"Then I should have confiscated it." Snape sneered, and he put the box of chocolates in his pocket.

Who was Potter going to give it to?That person would certainly not be his Potions professor.

"You can't!" Harry pounced on him but was grabbed by the wrist and cut his hands back.

"Of course I can, and for attacking the professor, Gryffindor deducted 20 points." Snape finished deducting points with a smirk, and presented him with a petrification spell, "Reflect on yourself, Potter. Although we all know your forgetfulness The disease cannot be cured.”

He walked around Harry and continued towards his office.

The disgusting old bat that nobody wants!

Harry cursed wildly in his heart, but he couldn't even turn his neck, couldn't use his eyes to kill Snape who took his chocolate.

How would he pay Prince a Valentine's Day gift?

By the time he was able to move, it was almost supper time, and the students flocked to the auditorium.He casually drank a bowl of oatmeal, and walked towards the room of responsiveness with a bitter face.

"... Snape is a disgusting bastard!" Harry told Prince everything that happened before, "I'm sorry about the chocolate." He looked at Snape pitifully. Rings, hoping for a hug.

However, his boyfriend moved the corners of his mouth and did not open his arms. He kept his arms folded and leaned against the desk, and his black eyes looked at him emotionlessly.

"So my gift is gone."

"I'm prepared." Harry declared angrily, "It's all that useless old bat, that old bastard Snape deserves to be single for the rest of his life!" He angrily blamed all the blame on the culprit.

Snape let go, and he reached out to Harry, grabbing his tie and pulling him in front of him.

"It's okay, I still have you." He looked at Harry, his warm breath blowing on Harry's face, those bright emerald green eyes looked at him in confusion through the glasses, and the pupils reflected only him

The corners of Snape's lips curled up slightly, and he uttered a wandless spell, and the red ribbon immediately appeared and tied Harry's hands behind his back for a split second, and finally tied a bow around Harry's neck.

"My Valentine's Day gift."

"Just discuss it, we just did it yesterday." Harry squeezed out a smile, which was uglier than crying.He doesn't want his butt to bloom every day, and his whole body hurts just by imagining it!

"I know you're looking forward to it too—just in time, I made a new potion today, and it's chocolate-flavored." Snape kissed Harry's lips, "Or we can use chocolate sauce, as you like Like."

Harry wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Don't take off my pants! What is this... Wait, you won't come for real, don't treat me like a chocolate bar! That can't be bitten! Stop, don't eat me! I was wrong, Prince I really You’re so wrong, I can still go to the kitchen and redo a pot of chocolate for you!!!”