[HP] Don't talk to me

I breathed quietly in Snape's arms, his Adam's apple rising and falling to match my breathing rate.

"I'm sorry, I'll do better next time. I'm afraid I'll hurt you this time, are you okay?" Like a little boy who had tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, he asked about his lover's feeling with a little anxiety.It's been a long time, I laughed.

"This is the best time ever, thank you, Severus."

"It will be better in the future." He kissed my forehead. "I'll give you better."

I want to tell him there is no future, but I know I can't say it.So I just gently tickled his Adam's apple with the back of my nails, deliberately teasing him to relax. "I believe you, there is no man stronger than Severus Snape in this world."

"Tata, we're going to live happily ever after, tell me you believe it." He kissed me on the cheek. "You believe, and you are willing to work hard."

I calmly accept his kiss. "I believe, and I am willing to work hard."

Perhaps this scene shortened the distance between us during this period of time, and he began to stare at me with his black eyes again, and his eyes no longer avoided: "Don't say that word in front of me again. "

"I know which word you said, ok, I won't say it again." I promise.

"I will use my best strength to save you."

"Thank you."

"I love you."

"Thank you."

Our lips and teeth met, and I opened my mouth weakly, allowing him to tease me, trying my best to meet his needs.I'm sleepy, exhausted, and still aching all over, but I don't want to miss any second now.

I waited for him to come to his senses and get less agitated before I said cautiously, "I won't say that word again, but we still have to make assumptions. Listen—Severus, don't look at me like that. I said I'll try, but we have to make assumptions."

I grabbed his palm and pressed mine against his.

"You are very strong. As I said, you are the strongest man I have ever seen. I don't worry about your life. I hope you will be safe and happy all your life. You can do it without me. Just now you said that you want I believe and I work hard. What about you? If there is such a day, are you willing to believe in yourself and work hard to live?"

He took a deep breath and didn't answer.

"We all know how precious life is now, and how many people have sacrificed their lives for this kind of life? There is no need for anyone to sacrifice indiscriminately. Living is the happiest thing, and living people can still do it for those— - I won't say that word anymore - those who leave do things. You know what to do? It's to remember. Without memories, a person is completely gone. But there are people living who remember her, and she is still there Here. Listen to me, Severus, you are the most important person in my life. I have no parents, no brothers and sisters. I will not be remembered by anyone but you. If I leave the time The point has to come, and you choose to leave, so who else will remember me? I have never survived in this world."

"But maybe we can meet Merlin together," he said, "I don't care if anyone remembers us, what does that matter?"

"is very important to me."

"Tata—"

"You have a mission with you now, about mine." I smiled. "It's important. More important than anything else."

"I just want to be able to hug you and kiss you like I am now. Or at least I can talk to you. This is the happiest thing I am right now."

"Me too."

"So let's not think about the future. It won't be what you imagined. The situation will not develop to that point. I won't allow it."

"You have to think about it, Severus. As I said, these are hypotheses, and they need to be discussed. For example, when I leave, you must use the money in the cowhide bag to buy the shelter from Bryce, or simply buy it back from Bryce. Then you have to go back to Hogwarts to teach, open a potion shop yourself, in short, you have to live a solid and prosperous life. Then you One day, you will suddenly fall in love with a woman you meet by chance, I have to imagine narcissistically, this woman may look a little bit like me, or like-in short, you decide to marry her because you need a family .When this woman successfully enters your life, your love for each other will become stronger and stronger, and then one or two crystallizations of love will be born. In less than five years, or at most ten years later, your side will be Surrounded by children." I spoke slowly, with a teasing tone.

"It's not going to be my life," he cut me off, slightly angrily. "Stop talking, Tata."

"Well, I've already finished. Because I can't continue to imagine your future life. You will become a grumpy old man in the future. All granddaughters are afraid of you. I don't think I will go again I think. My imagination is limited, and I'm so tired right now." I yawned, "Just remember what I said, like everything else I've ever said, it's about My memory. For now, let's take a nap and get some sleep."

Snape was in a deep sleep, a sleep he didn't intend to have at first - if I hadn't had the sleeping powder and swished it on his cheek.

I stole the sleeping powder from his storage room, and he didn't know about it.Like he didn't know that my numb leg was back to normal after only one day.

I pretended to be a paralyzed patient for a long time, and finally won his trust, making him think that I was really unable to move, and could only cast some weak spells with my wand.He wasn't out very long, but I was actually able to use the time to get to the room he wouldn't let me get near—his storage room.

I was going to grind the Sleeping Potion myself, but soon found out he was out of stock.The potion had been sitting in the corner for a long time, and even though my leg was not paralyzed and could move, it took a lot of work to get it out of there carefully and without a trace.

After making sure that he was sleeping soundly, I could chant the Feilai mantra aloud and call my prosthetic from downstairs to put it on in front of me.

Standing up, I couldn't help grunting a few times.Although my paralysis is an illusion, my pain is becoming more real by the day.Everything just now has already consumed all my energy, and now I even have to save my breathing, just because my lungs are hurting like hell.

But I must leave at once, and this is the last chance.

I turned around and Snape was half-way sideways, eyes closed, facing my direction.

I want to go back to bed, back to him.For a moment, I just hoped that I would throw away the prosthesis, lie down in bed again, and wait quietly for more than ten hours before he finally woke up. When I opened my eyes, I could still smile at him.

However, there is no time.

I continued to use the Flying Charm to summon what I needed, this time it was a letter I secretly wrote to him recently.I put the letter next to his pillow.

Goodbye.

I said silently in my heart, after all, I didn't dare to take another look, and stepped out of the door.

On the bookshelf downstairs, I took out the wooden box that had been placed for a long time - it was placed in the middle of the spines of the books, not conspicuous.The spell to open the wooden box was known only to me, not to Snape, so he didn't know what was in it - there was an empty bottle and a bottle with liquid in it, things from a long time ago.

I put the wooden box on the coffee table, groped under the sofa with my hands, and finally found what I wanted after a while.Next, I pulled out the bottle of liquid and gazed at the Polyjuice Potion inside.I uncorked the cork, and with the other hand threw what I was holding into the mouth of the bottle.

It was one of Bryce's hairs that I gently snatched from his head.

I shook the medicine for a while, opened my mouth and drank it.

I want to become like Bryce, and I can't leave people's sight like Taefa. Only in this way, I may be able to temporarily escape the arrest of the Aurors. No matter where I go after leaving, no one can immediately Know clearly.

The potion worked slowly, and during this time, I gathered my belongings in the living room, finally confirming in front of the full-length mirror that I had completely transformed into Bryce.

I reached for another item in the wooden box—the empty medicine bottle, which was the door key to Hogsmeade station.

There was no one on the Hogsmeade platform.

No wonder, after all, it's not a weekend, it's just an ordinary working day.

I sat on the platform bench and vomited profusely.Using the Portkey is not a trip worth remembering. I was so pulled by it that I felt like I had lost my breath for dozens of seconds.

"Sir, are you okay?" A concerned voice came from the snack window.

I raised my hand and tried to raise the sandwich I just bought from there. "It's nothing, I'll be fine soon."

In fact, I almost spit out my internal organs. There was some food in the early stage, and some dark things and bright red blood in the back.

The blood cannot be seen by others. I held up my wand and focused on cleaning up the traces on the ground.I waited until the floor was cleaned up before I slowed down and took a bite of the sandwich in my hand.The bread was cut by my teeth, and there was still some blood on the cut, so I quickly wiped my mouth again with the back of my hand.

There was a sudden spasm, and the food I had just swallowed in pain immediately choked my throat again, and I spat it out with difficulty.

"Sir, do you want me to contact St. Mungo's emergency assistance?" The voice in the snack window also became urgent.

I shook my head at him and pulled myself up, leaning my back against the back of the bench.

My life was counting down, and no one knew it better than myself.

I'm going to board the Hogsmeade train, get off at any platform along its route, and transform from Bryce back into myself.

I will find a flat place to lie down and wait for the last moment alone.

This is my choice.

My consciousness was fuzzy, and I didn't wake up until someone pushed me gently.

"Sir, do you want to get on the bus?" the ticket inspector asked me with a frown.

Long time no see, hello.

I muttered silently in my heart, and the corners of my mouth began to smile.

I took out the ticket I bought, and my hands were trembling when I handed it to him. I wanted to hand it to his palm, but instead I stuffed it into his wrist.

He took two steps back, grabbed the ticket, and handed it back to me after checking the ticket. "There is still 1 minute to go, please get on the bus."

I nodded and tried to stand up, but accidentally lost my balance and fell to the ground.

For a moment, I seemed to hear the sound of all the organs in my body bursting.

"I'm sorry, please help me. I have a stomach upset and just threw up all over the floor." I explained to the ticket inspector with a hoarse voice.He stretched out his hand to pull me, and I stood up again with his strength.

"Could you please help me into the car? I didn't seem to fall lightly, and I need to rest."

The ticket inspector had probably never encountered such a troublesome passenger before, and was taken aback.

I walked slowly to the door of the car and stopped.

"What's wrong?" asked the ticket inspector.

I didn't answer, but with trembling hands, I covered the beautiful iron sheet of the carriage with my palms.It was very hot, and the sun's rays scorched the train's skin like fire.

This time, no one will come again.

This time, it's a real farewell.

I meditate again in my heart.

Never see you again.

Without turning my head, I took a step and got on the bus with the help of the ticket inspector.

The car was empty, so I found a suitable seat and sat down immediately.The pain was starting to make me sweat, and I knew it was time for me to take my medicine—those tranquilizers, things that slowed my life.But I don't have any, I never thought of taking them with me.

I leaned my head against the window glass and forced myself to close my eyes and fall asleep.

I'm really tired, and now it's a relief.

In a daze, I seemed to have suddenly fallen into an ice cellar and started to get cold.I was shaking, but I didn't want to open my eyes again.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly felt that I saw a figure standing in front of me, and I couldn't tell the height.Like mother, also like him.I felt that all the cold sweat on my body disappeared, and a warmth enveloped me.

I am coming!I call out.

The ticket inspector only checked one passenger at Hogsmeade Station today, a young male passenger, but he seemed to have a pale face and a staggering posture that did not match his age and body.He couldn't even stand firmly, and he was supported by himself all the way into the car.However, before getting into the car, he stopped and touched the ordinary piece of wagon skin next to the door that had just been roasted and was about to melt. He stared at it for a while as if he saw some old friend.

The ticket inspector felt that he had never seen such a strange person.

The train stopped and stopped all the way, and after leaving Hogsmeade, it stopped at three platforms along the way, and seven or eight passengers came up one after another.Ticket inspectors walked up and down the carriages, watching passengers as they served them.He finally stopped in front of a seat and stared in surprise at the person sitting by the window.

That seat was supposed to be the male passenger who got on the train from Hogsmeade Station, but now for some reason it has become a woman wearing the male passenger's clothes—it was a young woman with beautiful long hair. Hair, but it couldn't cover the scars all over her body.Visible black bruises on her face, neck and arms gave her a hideous appearance.But strangely, she leaned her head against the car window with a smile on her face.

That smile is stable and calm, and seems to carry the greatest happiness in the world.

He didn't know what she was dreaming about, he only knew that this was probably the most beautiful scene he had ever seen in his life.

(End of the finale)