[HP] Can you be gentle with me

"I forgive you."

It seemed like such an incredible word that Tahlia never thought she'd be able to say it one day--though she'd struggled with it more than once.

Then she opened her eyes.

Then blinked.

She is lying down.

And it was lying on her own bed. Even if she couldn't see it, it was impossible for her not to recognize the sense of security that her own room gave her.

But when did she go to bed?

The memory was a little fuzzy... She clearly remembered that she was talking to Snape just a second ago, but after thinking about it for a while, she wasn't so sure.Could it be that all the messy things in her mind are all her dreams?

In the dream she was confused by drinking the potion, and even dreamed that Snape said something to her that she longed for...

Wait, longing--

She is... longing for it, right?

She longed to get along with Snape again, longed for him to treat her better, no, it should be said, longed to believe that he would—

longing for...

But that was clearly a dream, wasn't it?

Tahlia's mouth curled into a faint wry smile.No matter what the bright future she imagined, if she couldn't even muster up the courage to pursue it, how could she ever achieve it?

Thinking, she maintained a stiff smile on her face, got up and lifted the quilt, and groped into the bathroom familiarly.

After a while, under the nearly verbose instructions of the full-length mirror in the room, Tahlia, who was finally dressed, took a deep breath and pushed open the door to her office.

"Good morning."

Tahlia was stunned, and her whole figure stopped as if suddenly frozen, and the smooth hand that was about to push the door completely stopped in mid-air.

Why was Snape waiting in her office?

"……Good morning."

Tahlia suppressed the doubts in her heart.After coughing lightly, he continued to move, and walked out of the room with a few steps and closed the door.

For a moment, the entire office was terribly silent. After greeting each other, the two of them didn't continue to speak. Maybe they really didn't know what to say, or maybe they were still thinking about how to word what they were about to say. good.

But at the moment, Tahlia had another thing on her mind.She didn't even realize that she had echoed Snape's words just now.

So... not a dream?

Is it really not a dream?

Is everything that happened last night true?She really had a good talk with Sanpe...really - said she forgave him? Snape did make the potion for her—

Oh wait...Merlin—

"Nigel..." Tahlia felt a sudden panic and blurted out her son's name.

Snape paused for a moment, but immediately understood what Tahlia meant, which made sense, how much Nigel depended on Tahlia, and what happened last night must have hit him hard...

Thinking about it, Snape didn't pause any longer, he took Tahlia's arm and started to walk naturally, he didn't need to pull people specially, Tahlia quickly followed behind him, and didn't do anything about Snape grabbing him The reaction of resistance, I don't know if it was because she really didn't care, or because her concern for Nigel completely overwhelmed her previous subconscious rejection of Snape's contact.

But anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, because the moment the two of them stepped out of the office, Tahlia was hugged by someone, not Snape, so...

"Tahlia..."

It's Nigel.

It took Tahlia a while to get her footing, in fact, if it wasn't for Snape's grip on her hand, she might have fallen backwards the moment Nigel lunged forward and hugged her, even though Nigel was only 12 years old. , but he is no longer the kid who only reached his waist.

"I'm sorry," Tahlia said softly.

The boy in his arms paused for a moment, then hugged her even more tightly.

"I'm sorry," Tahlia said again, reaching out to pat Nigel on the back as she spoke. "real……"

Then she felt the boy back away slightly, accompanied by obvious sobs.

"Sorry—"

"I know you won't forget me." Nigel's voice was muffled, and with the gasp that Tahlia heard just now, if she didn't know the expression on Nigel's face at the moment, it would be too unreasonable. "You will not."

"Yeah." Tahlia responded in a low voice. "I really won't." Then, he patted the boy on the back and stepped back slightly.

Although Nigel had just said the words just now and obediently stepped back, Tahlia could still feel the deep anxiety in the boy in front of him.

"Nigel," she said. "I assure you, potion or something, I will never try again."

There was a moment of silence, followed by Nigel's muffled answer.

Then there was a silence.

"But you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" After a while, as if eager to change the subject, Tahlia asked after coughing lightly, walking forward naturally. "Come with us?"

Nigel responded again, and then, he finally realized something.

Severus Snape, pitch-black, the hand of the man he planned to hate for the rest of his life, held Tahlia firmly from the beginning to the end, not only did not intend to let go, but also shamelessly followed Tahlia when Tahlia walked forward, which made Tahlia even more so What's frightening is that Tahlia didn't even try to stop the man's behavior.

Merlin.

Nigel looked angrily at the two people who were walking forward slowly, and then he rushed forward, abruptly saving Tahlia from Snape's grasp, and pulled her forward by himself.

Damn!

Nigel glanced back impolitely, and then turned his head, as if wanting to vent all the horror of yesterday and the dissatisfaction of today, but the poor thing is the school floor, if it weren't for the fact that this castle is always a magical place. Existence, if a student stepped on it so hard every day, the castle floor would probably have been trampled to pieces.

Amnesia or something...

If only it was dark that Tahlia forgot.

Unknowingly, Hogwarts ushered in the first snow after the start of school, but overnight, the whole castle was covered in white, and many students forgot the first snow when they woke up and lifted the quilt. Putting on more clothes for myself, I couldn't help shivering, and then after hurriedly putting on the clothes, I realized that the scenery outside the window was already covered with snow.The scenery is beautiful, yes, but the weather is cold.Although no one knows the exact location of Hogwarts, it is obviously not a warm resort in the UK. In previous years, it was usually after Halloween, and the cold medicine in the medical wing would be wiped out because too many students did not pay attention to keeping warm. A dose is hard to come by.

No, something seems to be different.

How should I say it?This year doesn't seem to be as cold as usual -- or should I say, this year's cellar feels a little more... um, popular?

But the students are not sure, the cellar has always been the coldest place in the whole castle, especially with the current head of Slytherin, Potions Professor Severus Snape sitting there, basically whenever he appears, the surrounding temperature seems to suddenly drop several times Similarly, if it happened that Professor Snape was in a bad mood, coupled with all kinds of sarcasm spit out of his mouth, even the most able-bodied students would tremble. Except for the students, basically the rest of the people had no intention of going in there to freeze themselves to death unless it was necessary - such as Potions class.

But this year is really different.

Professor Snape in the Potions class has basically stopped talking, and the work of explaining the content of potions and some precautions will fall on their teaching assistants at some point, although Professor Watson will not be like the previous Professor Snape , shuttled back and forth between the desks while they were making the potion, but as far as the necessary emergency measures are concerned, Professor Watson can be said to have done it perfectly. Considering that she can't see anything now, it is necessary to It wasn't that the handwriting on their papers was still from Professor Snape, most students almost thought their Potions professor had changed.

Of course, this alone is not enough to change the students' views on potions. To be honest, there are countless children who have been frightened by Professor Snape over the years. The student suddenly became a potion lover, especially the former Professor Watson, although he was not as sarcastic as Professor Snape, and her kindness was not at the same level as Professor Sprout.

However, recently, students have noticed that Professor Watson, who was not very expressive in class, has become more gentle.

It’s not that she suddenly became too cheerful and lively. It’s far from it. The smile on the corner of Professor Watson’s mouth is always shallow, and you won’t notice it if you don’t look carefully, but it’s this smile that makes her seem like a different person. Yes, what the students didn't realize was that they didn't know when, they would no longer rush to escape from the cellar as soon as they heard that the class was over. The rest of the classroom is no different.

Of course, everyone is happy to see this change, isn't it?After all, the cellar is no longer an existence that the students avoid, and the Potions class has become a little bit more interesting-except for the fact that there will still be a moment when you see the words on the corrected potions paper you brought back Apart from the chills, most importantly, Professor Snape seemed less scary.

Right?This change is definitely a good thing.

No.

not good at all.

Unlike the other students, Nigel seemed to be the only one in Hogwarts in a bad mood.

He was the only one whose mood became colder as the weather became colder, and his whole body seemed to be reflecting the scenery outside the castle, exuding air-conditioning all day long, the only difference was that there were no real snowflakes, and even bringing Harry and others close would not be conscious. Draco shuddered, Draco had told Nigel more than once that he should restrain himself a little, don't always remind people of Professor Snape, and then he got a very Snape stare, which made him think for a moment that the person in front of him It was Professor Snape himself, who made him wince involuntarily for a whole week whenever he saw Nigel appear.

So, when Draco received a small note from Nigel that he wanted to meet and talk one night, he dropped the book in his hand and rushed to the Response Room without pausing at all. Didn't notice the fact that he had to go from the cellar to the eighth floor.

To his surprise, almost everyone arrived except himself—Harry and the Gryffindor group, they were all waiting inside, standing or sitting, chatting casually.

Draco kept pushing the door open and froze there for a while, he didn't expect to see so many Gryffindor students the moment he opened the door.

"Did you call the whole Gryffindor?" he asked to Nigel, who was standing almost by the door, across the room, telling himself not to tremble at the sight of him again.

"Of course not." Nigel frowned. "They're all people we know."

"So what do you want us to do?" Draco asked. "I thought it was a matter of urgency..." After all, Nigel had never asked for a meeting like this before. Before, if he had anything to ask him or Harry, he would go directly to the gate of their college to ask for a message.

"This matter is very important!" Nigel replied seriously, then he coughed lightly, and only spoke again after everyone stopped talking and turned their attention to him. "Uh...thanks for coming over."

Everyone didn't speak, and even the Weasley twins rarely uttered a word. After all, they had already noticed Nigel's sullenness during this period, and they were willing to come here at such a late hour because they really wanted to know what happened to Nigel. What annoyance.

"I think...a big conspiracy is going to happen." Nigel cleared his throat again and said. "And I feel that it is necessary for me to stop, and I need everyone's help—"

"What conspiracy?"

"What's busy?"

"Ah, since our lovely Nigel spoke up, of course we'll help—"

"Full support, we are willing to do whatever you say──"

Nigel suddenly chuckled, as if he thought the reactions of these brothers and sisters were very interesting. This was the first time in these days. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth slowly.

"I want to start an organization."

"It should be said that I want to fight against someone." He paused for a while, and added under the obvious confused eyes of everyone. "Fight against Severus Snape."

Everyone petrified.

And Nigel seemed to be ignoring their reactions deliberately, and continued to speak on his own.

"The name of the organization I want to form is called Defense Association of Severus Snape (Defense Association of Severus Snape), or DASS for short."