[HP] Can you be gentle with me

Sirius absently opened the door of his house and stepped out, then stopped abruptly, staring blankly ahead.

Sitting on a bench not far away was a man in black robe who was obviously also in a daze. out of place.

Before Sirius could react, he had unconsciously moved to the side of the man, looking at him from above.

"Come to laugh at me?" The man didn't move, just maintained the same posture, and squeezed out a sentence from his barely parted lips.

Sirius frowned. "What did I do to laugh at you? Even followed you out on purpose?" he said sarcastically. "Do you think I'm so bored and have nothing to do?"

"It seems to me so."

"You!" Sirius yelled, but immediately lowered his voice, and sat down on the stone chair—of course, at the other end a little away from Snape. Of course, Snape didn't let him down, the moment he sat on the chair For a moment, Snape frowned slightly, then moved a little to the other side. "Can't you restrain yourself?"

Snape gave Sirius a cold, contemptuous look. "For you? Let's forget it then."

"Damn it, Snape!" Sirius growled, turned around and straddled his chair, facing Snape. "I mean, you know what we have to work together now, right? Even though I've never liked you very much."

"Cooperate?" Snape raised an eyebrow, turning his head to glance at Sirius. "I'm surprised to hear that coming out of your mouth, Black, whatever Tahlia and I are trying to do right now has nothing to do with you, does it?" he said slowly.

"Since it has nothing to do with me, then what are you doing here?" Sirius rarely got angry, as if his sudden roar just now didn't exist, he just asked quietly. "You will come to my house, isn't it just to get help?"

Snape paused for a few seconds.

"If you see gathering intelligence as a favor."

Sirius shot Snape a hard look. "I really don't understand why I'm still wasting my time talking to you here."

"I didn't invite you to stay here," Snape said coldly. "You can go back to your noble house at any time?"

Sirius cursed loudly, jumped up and walked towards his own house, the atmosphere inside was embarrassing, it was better than staying here and being pissed off by Snape──

"As expected, you are the same as before, you haven't changed at all──" He walked quickly, whispering unconsciously in his mouth. "I don't know what Tahlia is thinking..."

"and many more."

Sirius frowned, but still stopped when the man behind him shouted.He turned back and stared at him impatiently. "What else is there?"

Snape didn't know when he had stood up, and before he even noticed, he had already called out to Black.

But Black's question is very interesting, what's his business?

He didn't have much to say to Black, even if he thought about trying to get some words about Tahlia's relationship from Black's mouth, it only took a little thought to know that it was impossible, and based on the two of them fighting each other for many years, they couldn't anyway Will talk about that sort of thing.

So why did he blurt out Black?

What is it for?

And Sirius just felt annoyed at the moment, after Snape called him suddenly but didn't say anything for a while, he curled his lips, turned around, and was about to move forward again—

"You still love her, don't you?"

Sirius froze.

For a moment, the air seemed to condense in an instant, and even the Muggles passing by felt a chill, even though the sun was hanging high in the sky, scaring them away from the two of them.

Snape didn't understand why he asked this question at all, he obviously asked knowingly, of course Black still loves Tahlia... the man in front of him has always been by Tahlia's side in his own way──

"Even though you said you were just friends, you still love her..." He couldn't stop himself from speaking again.

"Shut up." Sirius turned around sharply, ignoring the fact that he was in the street, and drew out his wand neatly and pointed it at Snape. "I warn you, Snape! If you say one more word—"

"Oh?" Snape raised his eyebrows, and quickly put his hand into the robe, but it wasn't for the purpose of attacking. On the contrary, when Sirius was in a rage and didn't seem to have the time to pay attention to his surroundings, he quietly cast a ignore around them. spell.

He was still sane, and it never occurred to those Muggles to find out that there was a man in the street trying to threaten people with a stick like a psycho.

"You're going to attack me? This is going to jail, Mr. Black—" Snape said jokingly, although he still couldn't figure out how he would bring up the topic, and, gradually, he felt a strong feeling in his heart disturbed. "Or do you want to use this to sneak in and act as an internal response for us? Maybe we should thank you?"

"Severus Snape!" Sirius yelled, strode forward and grabbed Snape by the collar, but he didn't stop, and continued to move so that he fell back heavily into the tree trunk by the roadside, and his wand was directly pressed against Snape's neck. "I said, shut up!"

"You're so angry only because I told the truth." Despite being suppressed like this, Snape still put on a smirk, seemingly unaffected by Sirius' threat at all.

Sirius glared at Snape.

He knew that he was in a bad mood now, and he was about to curse the bastard in front of him in the street, but he couldn't, absolutely not.

Regardless of whether it was on Muggle Street or his status, Merlin knew how long it had taken him to get his colleagues in the Bureau not to suspect him because of his surname-if he was impulsive now, it would have been a problem for him all along. Efforts are all in vain.

Besides, Tahlia wouldn't want to.

He said he gave up on her, but that didn't mean he didn't care about her feelings!

So it didn't matter if Snape uncharacteristically cast an Ignore Charm or not, he couldn't really attack someone in the street, even if that person was Snape.

After a while, Sirius slowly put away his wand after struggling for a while, loosened his grip on Snape's collar, and spoke reluctantly. "What exactly do you want to express?"

Snape took the time to straighten his robe before opening his mouth slowly. "I have to ask you a question."

"What?" Sirius frowned unconsciously.

"I couldn't help noticing that you didn't object to what I just said, Black." Snape said with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Sirius was taken aback again. "So what?" He glared at Snape. "I love her, of course I love her—don't you too?"

This time it was Snape's turn to pause.

How could Black know that he was in love with Tahlia too──

"Oh, come on, Snape." Sirius smiled teasingly. "You think we're all blind? Can't see your little thoughts that can't be called secret at all?" He said to himself, not noticing Snape's face that darkened instantly.

Snape had no idea how even Black would know about this... he had clearly only told Dumbledore and Lucius Malfoy - could it be they who leaked it?

It didn't mean he wanted to hide it, there was nothing shady about him being in love with Tahlia, but Black?He couldn't accept the words coming out of his mouth for a while──

"What do you know?" After a while, he squeezed out a sentence.

"We knew that a long time ago." Sirius snorted. "You've always been clinging to her since you were little—"

Snape suddenly felt that Black seemed to have misunderstood something. He hadn't been attached to Tahlia at all during his school days, which gave him a vague feeling that she was not the same person they were talking about.

"I can tell you without hesitation that you will never make her fall in love with you──"

"What did you say?"

Sirius paused suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at Snape.

Snape looked at Sirius coldly, and when he heard the words he said, even though he probably wasn't talking about Tahlia, he couldn't help but feel like someone had punched him hard in the chest. "You say, who do I love?"

"Who do you love?" Sirius looked impatient. "Who else could it be? Do you think James dislikes you for no reason? Although I always think that with your annoying character, even if you don't like Lily, I can't get along well with you── -"

"Stop."

Snape said something abruptly, abruptly interrupting what Sirius was going to say.

I didn't expect Black to misunderstand his thoughts in this way──

"You're wrong." He asked quietly. "What makes you think so?"

Sirius looked puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Snape stared at Sirius for a long moment before speaking again slowly. "I'm not in love with Lily - at least I'm not in love with her now, if that's what you mean."

"Because she... died?" Sirius asked uncertainly, this might be the only explanation, Snape said he didn't love now because he couldn't continue?

Snape scowled. "That's right, she's dead..." Because of my own stupidity. "But that's not the reason why I would give up on someone easily, Mr. Black." He continued under Sirius' obviously stunned and confused gaze.

Sirius opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak for a while, this was not the situation he imagined, in his cognition, it was impossible for Snape to open his mouth to discuss his relationship status with himself, was it not?

Did he take the wrong medicine?

This made him completely at a loss as to what expression to put on, and his mind went blank.

"So you mean...you love, the other person?" It took Sirius a moment to stammer.

And that person wasn't... Lily?

"are you joking?"

Snape blushed. "I shouldn't be surprised, should I? Considering what little brain capacity you have left, it seems like you can always misjudge a person's truth and falsehood—"

"Oh, shut up! Snape!" Sirius rolled his eyes, then glared at Snape. "Just pretend it's true, but what does it matter to me? I'm not interested in who you like." He paused for a moment. "Let's talk about the main point, what do you want to ask when you tell me this?"

Snape was silent for a few seconds before slowing down and asking in a low voice. "Since you and Tahlia have always interacted closely, I suspect that you may know the answer to a question that has been bothering me for a long time."

Sure, maybe he wasn't close enough with Black to talk about Tahlia's preferences, but at least he could turn the other way.

Cut in from the side that Lucius didn't know whether he misled himself intentionally or unintentionally.

"what is the problem?"

"About Nigel," Snape said, and realized with satisfaction that maybe he was asking the right person, because the man in front of him widened his eyes instantly after hearing his words.

Can't help but secretly proud of himself, Snape could vaguely see the dawn of victory in front of him. "May I guess that you know well... the true identity of... the real father of that child Nigel?"