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"Hopefully I can get a good reason to convince me that you didn't call me here just to chat."

Snape floated down from the ceiling with a displeased expression on his face, but his return to pearly white made him less imposing, like his weight, as light as air.

"It seems that Potter really made you so happy that you couldn't get enough of it." Snape looked at his younger self expressionlessly.Suddenly he gave a half-smile, and took out a pocket watch-like thing from the drawer, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it forward.

"And this thing will surely make you more happy—contrary to what you think, I did you a little favor—as you can see, I got you a time-turner." Sne Pu pretended to smile, which seemed extraordinarily generous.

Snape stared at the Time-Turner on the table - he was indeed missing one, it was a must for him to get back.And what brought him to this time was also a time-turner, but he broke it.

So, now this problem that he has been pressing down to the corner and neglected completely is placed in front of him again - the necessary tools that are lacking in the magic of going back have been obtained.

So it's time for him to go back.

"I know I don't belong here." Snape stared at the time-turner, which was no different from any other clock now, ticking forward every moment.

The time here does not belong to him, so his time is paused until he returns to the past, and everything will return to its original appearance.He won't be between the living and the ghost, and he won't need sleep or food, and even his hair will grow greasy again, and time will continue to flow on him, and he will soon be sixteen.

But there was no Harry in his time.

No, it should be said that there is no Harry.Harry Potter would be born, maybe he would be his Harry, maybe not.

"I'll go back, but this magic will take time to prepare. You can rest assured it won't take long." Snape held out his hand, his pinky trembling, but he controlled his emotions well and seized the moment firmly Converter, stuff it in your pocket.

"Thank you." He smiled.

Snape looked at this reluctant young self, put in front of him what he had been avoiding all this time, or was he lying too much? Did he think he could really stay in this era without going back?

"So when are you going to tell Potter?" Snape asked happily, with the corners of his mouth curled up. "He always wants to say goodbye to you, doesn't he?"

"You don't have to worry about that!" Snape frowned fiercely, and he glared at him, "You can't interfere with me and him!" After he finished speaking, he floated toward the ceiling with a displeased face, and disappeared into Snape in front of Pu.

The room was quiet, and the expression on Snape's face was completely blank. He sat back on the chair behind the desk and crossed his hands on his chin.

I hope little Potter doesn't cry about it. ——Didn't he like that young him very much?

The corners of Snape's mouth straightened, but turned down again.Think about it differently, if it were him - he is not someone who can just give up.

Back in the Room of Requirement, Snape found one of the two books Harry had gotten him in the first place from the bookshelf, but he didn't open it and he slid it back.

He couldn't, and now he couldn't.

He needed Harry, he couldn't live without him.Harry would only be his, and he would only have the same feelings as Harry.

They can't live without each other!

No one can separate them, not even time!

He can tolerate Harry's recklessness, impulsiveness, divergent thinking anytime, anywhere, whimsy, and his fanatical love for Quidditch, any problem with him.Even Harry could not like him that much!He can accept it!As long as he doesn't separate from Harry.

No one could take his Harry out of his hands.

"Prince, are you looking for books?" After class, Harry immediately ran over to find his young Snape.

Now that he was used to calling Prince Snape in his mind, maybe he could secretly call him Severus?Well, that seems easier, since he doesn't know how to call the old bat by his Christian name.

Harry couldn't help laughing at the thought.Severus, his Severus.Oh, don't tell the guy in the cellar!Otherwise, Gryffindor's house points would really not be able to climb above zero.

But they were separated by 20 years.

Snape blinked. He was only a few steps away from Harry, and the contact medium magic between them meant that once he was more than a certain distance away from Harry, he was forced to be cut off from the entire real world, becoming a glowing A pearly, snow-white, translucent, human-like existence.

Could the relationship between them really be just a dream?Let this period of time be like a dream come true?

"Harry, you are here." He walked towards Harry, put his hand on his shoulder, and got the opportunity to contact the real world at the moment of contact, so he had color and weight again, Stand here with your feet on the ground.

"What's the matter?" Harry looked confused, he reached out to shake Snape's hand, he looked at the row of bookshelves, "Are you tired of reading?"

"...I did read the book," Snape said slowly, when an idea popped into his head, "I found an interesting spell."

He admits he's mean, he's a complete jerk, jealous and terrified.Afraid of a person going back to the past, leaving Harry here, being out of his sight, being tricked by some girl or boy into the next relationship inexplicably.

He was afraid of losing what he owned, so the way to make him feel at ease-either destroy him or make him his.

Harry was already his, but not all of it.

If he belonged to him whole and whole, then he could have a little peace of mind, just a little. —he was still very unhappy.

"What's that?" Harry asked curiously.During this time they studied a lot of magic, it was really interesting!The magic is so magical and fascinating enough.

He knew quite a bit about spells beyond the textbook, and it was as if he had been transported into another world.He is lingering, and indulges in the treasury of knowledge.And here, too, was Severus, his prince. —certainly not his Potions professor.

"It's an engagement spell, suitable for any form of life and human beings, including minors." Snape took Harry with both hands, and he stared at every inch of his face, "This is a special magic, especially The advantage is that it binds the souls of both parties together, regardless of time and space, so that the souls of both parties belong to each other completely."

"That sounds romantic." Harry said his thoughts casually, and then he suddenly realized, and his face was flushed with blood after the sudden blankness, and the heat rose so quickly that he almost cooked, "You You want to use this magic with me." He bit his tongue and let out a painful hiss.

There was also a rusty taste in my mouth.

"Would you rather not?" Snape asked softly, subconsciously tightening his hand as if the question didn't matter.

Is this a marriage proposal?

Harry just felt dizzy.

"It's going a little fast," he said dryly, finding his voice out of the giddiness.

He spoke again, and nodded emphatically, before Snape's face sank into a black cumulus.

"Since it's your request, I'll reluctantly agree." His face must be blushing now.

Then Harry broke into a big laugh, and shared Snape's forehead against his.

He was determined and absolutely sure that he wanted to and was going to marry his Severus now!

They will be together forever!Not even death can separate their souls.

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