[HP]Dark Night Lone Star

Snape slumped in his office chair with a pale face, and he put the Pensieve into the bookcase, but this did not alleviate his annoyance - and the fact that he was unbearable to be spied on by someone, or someone he hated The shame and pain that come with looking back on the memory.

He was shaking all over, not only because of the reasons just mentioned, but also because of some reasons that he couldn't explain clearly.His consciousness was confused, but he couldn't stop trembling, so that it took him a while to realize the knock on the door from outside the office.

Then a soft and clear voice came through the crack of the door: "Good evening, Professor Snape, I'm Luna Lovegood. I heard some movement just now, may I ask what happened?"

"Go away!" Snape let out a shrill scream, no, don't make any more trouble, he doesn't want to be seen by others, let alone Luna Lovegood.

His consciousness quickly cooled.First he was deeply ashamed of his gaffe screaming, and then he realized what he had just thought - especially when it was Luna Lovegood.

Without giving him more time to think, the girl's voice came from outside the door again: "You sound very bad, is there anything I can do for you?" And he refused to be stabbed, which made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, like a bottle of compound soup was poured into his heart, so that there was a sticky pain in his heart.

Snape was silent for a moment, and then said: "Then, Miss Lovegood, please bring me a cup of coffee." After thinking for a while, or not thinking seriously, he finally made this somewhat weird request.

The pitch of the voice outside the door slightly increased because of the owner's joy: "I'll be right back." Then the footsteps gradually faded away.

For a moment, Severus Snape thought that the other party would not come back, but the facts proved to him once again that this girl was indeed a person who kept her word.

With Snape's permission, Luna took the coffee she probably got from the elf in the kitchen and sat down on the seat opposite the desk that originally belonged to Harry Potter, and then pushed the still steaming coffee to him.Noticing the light brown color of the coffee, he realized that a lot of milk and sugar had been added to it—this made him slightly frown, who always liked not to put anything, but Luna seemed to be keenly aware of this and responded briskly He said in a tone: "I think you need this, as long as you drink something sweet, you can calm down quickly." No, it's probably an illusion, how could this crazy little girl have such insight.

He picked up the cup and tried to take a sip of coffee, and then he had to admit that what the other person said was right, when the warm liquid flowed down his throat and fell into his stomach that was so painful that it made him feel cold, his body moved unexpectedly quickly warmed up.

"Sweet Potion." He murmured, the refreshing taste of the Joy Potion subtly neutralized the overly sweet taste of sugar and milk.

Luna nodded happily, and replied: "Yes, I tried it myself before, and I think it's very effective. You see, your complexion looks much better." After that, she realized that it was impossible for the other party to see " "Myself", so I quickly apologized, "Oh, I'm sorry."

Severus Snape felt that he had finally calmed down. All the pressure accumulated since the beginning of this school year, the pressure from Umbridge, Dumbledore, and Harry Potter, etc., were relieved at this moment. It was generally relieved, although he knew it was just a moment of relief brought by the medicine, even so, he still felt much better.

At this moment, Luna suddenly withdrew her smile, looked at him with hazy eyes, and asked in a very calm tone: "So, maybe you would like to talk about what happened just now? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Snape knew that when she really wanted an answer, her eyes would look clear and bright, and when those pale silver pupils seemed to be misty, that was when she didn't need an answer .

In the end, he still spoke: "Do you have any memories that you don't want to recall?"

Luna smiled quietly when she heard the words. It was not out of joy, flattery or comfort, but that faint smile was like that of an old man who had gone through vicissitudes, with helplessness and relief at the same time.

Her soft voice is like a dream, as if it will disappear in the shadows that cannot be illuminated by candlelight at any time: "I think there should be some. When I was 9 years old, I witnessed the death of my mother." After a short pause, she continued. : "It's not the fact of my mother's death that I don't want to recall. What I hate and fear is myself at that time." She trembled slightly when she said this, as if to confirm her words.

Luna Lovegood shook her head slightly, as if amused at her immaturity.

"Anyway, it still happened. Even if I hide it deeply in my memory, I can't hide the fact. It's just that I can't face it now, but I think one day I will be able to look back positively and even look back with a smile. That memory. After all—how should I put it—" She tilted her head in thought for a moment, and gave an inappropriate example, "The night will always pass, but the dawn will eventually come?" It seemed to be amused by her lame example Now, Luna Lovegood stood up with a smile and stretched a little, and then said goodbye to him: "So, I wish you a good night, sleep well, and tomorrow will be a new day It's over."

The girl with messy light blond hair said goodbye to him politely and left, leaving Severus Snape sitting alone in his uncomfortable armchair, with his pale but slender fingers embracing the The mug still radiates warmth.

He was thinking about the girl's speech just now. For some reason, he actually felt that he could understand what the other party wanted to express. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe in words, but he could understand.

In a safe space where no one was looking at him, the corners of his mouth curled up for a long time.

——This is probably due to the effect of the euphoria potion.

☆、Chapter 7