HP John Snape

Chapter 62

 

John has been staying at home and writing manuscripts these days.

He sat at his desk with a stack of Deathly Hallows manuscripts in front of him. Holding the pen in his hand, he has been meditating for a long time and has not written a word.

To be honest... John is quite depressed.

Like everyone who has just stepped into the river of love, John wished that Snape could stay in his sight all the time.

Well, Snape is going to find Voldemort, which is impossible.

The next best thing, John hoped that Snape would treat him more intimately, such as hugging and kissing. Just like the night he died.

But Snape had only lost his composure that night, and now he was back to his usual cold demeanor.

Well, Snape himself was the kind of person who didn't show his emotions. The times were rare and John could bear it.

Then do it a little bit again - at least you have touched it all, kissed it, and you can have a little intimacy in your eyes!

Snape's eyes did not change, and his attitude was very natural. It was as normal as if nothing happened that night! John almost doubted his memory - in fact, he just had a realistic erotic dream, right?

He felt very aggrieved.

Severus's attitude made it seem as if the two of them had no relationship at all - although it was true that they just kissed and hugged each other and had no actual relationship.

But - but -

everything has been done, how can you not be responsible!

Does Severus like him or not?

Could it be that that day was actually just Severus' uncontrollable excitement, and he didn't feel it after the incident?

John threw down his pen angrily and looked up at the study room, which had no one else but him. It felt particularly deserted.

He couldn't help but stand up and paced back and forth in the study irritably.

——John didn't want to bring this up to Snape.

If it really turned out like in the dream, he would really regret it!

And--Severus was still saying that night, how many days would it be--

how many days has it been?

Severus obviously had feelings that night!

But now, regardless of whether this 'let's talk about it in a few days' will come, he just wants to have another kiss!

John gritted his teeth and thought.

"Is there such a frustrated lover as me?" He lowered his voice again and muttered self-deprecatingly, "Maybe he's not a lover yet. Just... a companion who accidentally had a strange relationship?"

John forbade himself to think too much.

Originally, he lacked confidence when facing Snape, whom he had always liked.

After having that particularly vivid dream, he felt particularly insecure and never dared to take the initiative.

And since he was killed by Voldemort, some negative emotions have always been with him, and they can't help but occupy his mind when he is alone.

John is just an ordinary person after all.

Died once - oh, actually twice.

It seemed that death had no impact on him, but it still caused changes subconsciously.

If he told Mrs. Rouse and George, they would definitely recommend that he see a psychiatrist.

But he didn't, and now he can only be upset here.

"You can't go out, and Severus is like this. The manuscript I'm writing is full of wars and escapes, it's so irritating!" John used a rare curse word and ruffled his hair. A mess of grass.

"I seemed to hear my name."

A familiar popping sound suddenly sounded, and a figure appeared in the study. Snape's black eyes looked over in confusion.

John twitched the corners of his lips at him with a smile on his face.

"Why did you suddenly come back in broad daylight? Did you find any clues?"

Snape walked towards the big bookcase behind the desk and paused after hearing this.

"No." He said concisely.

——I just feel that something is wrong with you these days.

Snape glanced at John silently. He randomly pulled out a book from the bookcase, sat down in front of the sofa, and read it as if nothing had happened.

He thought it must be because John couldn't go out and he wasn't at home with John.

"..."

John became even more angry.

He didn't realize what Snape meant by the look he gave him. On the contrary, I felt that Snape sitting here with a natural attitude made me more worried than if he went out and never came back.

"Since Mr. Snape wants to read a book, I won't interrupt him." John continued to smile, took the manuscript, and slammed the door out.

Snape ignored his anger.

He was sitting on the sofa, holding a geography book in his hand, with undisguised surprise on his face.

——Except for the first time, this is the first time John has called him 'Mr. Snape' in several years, right?

Hasn't he already come back to accompany John? Why is John even more angry?

Snape sat stunned, puzzled.

The author has something to say: Thank you friends for the mines! I got excited instantly! Update update!

PS:

I don’t want to say anything anymore…

At noon this Sunday, the air conditioner repairman came to repair the air conditioner. But just now, I finished writing and was about to go to bed. You can check the update time, it's past one o'clock in the morning.

A girl who was still asleep asked me if I heard the sound.

When I heard that it was the air conditioner, it made the same strange sound as before it exploded last time, which scared me out of my mind.

Damn it, I rushed over and turned it off.

It's late at night! The air conditioner has just been repaired! What if the girl and I hadn't slept late today, and this happened again, and we were all fast asleep.

In the last update, I was just assuming that I couldn't escape even if there was an explosion in the middle of the night. What are you afraid of? ! One coincidence evades two coincidences. Can I still escape again and again? Let no one live anymore! Throw it down!

PS:

Now I have lingering fears and can’t sleep at all.

I feel like I can write a suicide note now. (manual bye) (numb face)