HP: Slytherin disguise

The silver hair was scattered messily on the bed, emitting a faint cold glow in the dim environment.

Draco raised his grey-blue eyes slightly.

Dumbledore's approaching figure was reflected.

next second.

Dumbledore had already leaned over, with one knee between Draco's legs.

His face was hidden in the darkness, and no emotion could be seen.

But the aura emanating from his body was extremely violent.

It's like a wild beast that has been waiting for its prey for a long time but has been unable to catch it.

"You can't even remember me..."

She stroked Draco's fair neck with her fingertips.

Dumbledore said with a smile in his voice.

But the look in his eyes had gradually become gloomy.

As his fingertips slid down, he easily ripped open the top two buttons of Draco's shirt.

Dumbledore gently pulled it aside.

Draco's fair skin was exposed, and on that delicate collarbone was a dazzling phoenix mark.

The lifelike phoenix has full wings.

With a burning feeling.

Perfectly covers the original engraved words.

The fingertips trembled and fell, but were quickly retracted when they were about to touch.

Do not know why.

Dumbledore covered Draco's grey-blue eyes with his hands.

Cover up that wooden, indifferent gaze.

Even though her eyes were not paying attention to what he was doing from beginning to end.

"Draco…"

...

Just as Dumbledore was about to lower his head.

There was a knock on the office door.

The movement paused for a moment.

Dumbledore chose to ignore it and buried his head in Draco's neck, enjoying his own spoils...

at the same time.

Outside the principal's office.

"He's not in now?"

Horace stood beside Snape and waited for a moment longer.

Still no response.

He didn't think much of it, just thought that Dumbledore had just returned and left Hogwarts again.

He glanced at the medicine in his hand.

Horace had a headache.

Control potions have to be taken after a while.

Dumbledore must have known...

He didn't notice at all that Snape's face beside him became increasingly gloomy.

"Give me."

"what?"

"Potion."

"for you?"

Looking at Snape who suddenly attacked him, Horace felt very reluctant.

If something goes wrong with this thing...

"Give me the potion and you can leave."

Snape looked at him coldly.

He didn't care at all that the other person was once the head of Slytherin House.

You can leave as soon as you hear it.

Horace handed the potion to Snape without any hesitation.

He is real.

I don't want to see Dumbledore, this extremely dangerous person, again.

It’s better to quit honestly.

What happened.

I hope I don't remember him...

He turned and left, feeling relieved.

Horace quickened his pace...

After witnessing Horace leave.

Snape's right hand tightly grasped the potion bottle, and his left hand clenched into a fist, holding up the closed office door.

"Dumbledore!"

He spoke out, suppressing the emotions surging inside him.

The office door opened in response.

Snape strode in and looked around.

Walk straight to the gate in the wall.

Didn't wait to get close.

The wall door opens automatically.

Dumbledore walked out, straightening his sleeves as he walked.

Finally it stopped a few steps away from Snape.

"Good evening, Severus."

"Now, you can give me the potion and leave."

The fingertips brushed across the remaining warmth and fragrance on the lips.

Dumbledore raised his hand in a gesture.

But Snape was staring at the back of him...

The silver-haired boy slowly sat up on the bed, his loose shirt slipped off, revealing his round, pale pink shoulders and fair skin.

His long hair covered his smooth back.

Light coming in from the outside world.

It hit Draco, and he looked back blankly as if he had noticed it. His gray-blue eyes, illuminated by it, were so clear...

"Draco…"

Snape's pupils trembled slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to move forward.

But Dumbledore blocked it with his arm.

"Have you forgotten our agreement?"

With his eyes slightly lowered, Dumbledore looked at Snape's hand tightly holding the potion, and a false smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The chest rises and falls slightly.

Snape suppressed his emotions and said in a gloomy voice:

"Of course I won't forget it."

"But who are you to touch Draco!"

The two of them met each other's gazes, and their eyes became darker and darker...

"As Draco's future godfather, I am certainly qualified."

Dumbledore spoke in a casual tone and looked indifferent.

Snape sneered, stared at him, and said word by word: "But now, you are not."

"And I am currently."

"Still Draco's teacher."

There was a flash of blood in his eyes, and Dumbledore's expression turned completely gloomy.

Just when the atmosphere was tense.

Draco walked out silently, his silver hair fluttering, and his delicate and perfect face without a trace of emotion.

His appearance broke the silence.

The two looked over almost at the same time.

next second.

Dumbledore turned around and held him in his arms, blocking Snape's view.

"There are outsiders here, Draco..."

He spoke in a gentle tone.

Dumbledore reached up and buttoned up the top loose button of Draco's shirt.

Covering his fair skin.

Behind him, Snape's hand on his robe froze.

He listened to Dumbledore's extremely gentle voice.

I couldn't come back to my senses.

At last.

Snape withdrew his hand that was about to take off his robe, and his eyes gradually darkened...

His fingertips caressed Draco's pale pink lips.

Dumbledore tilted his head and said calmly, "What a pity. It won't be long before you are no longer one."

His eyebrows twitched a few times.

Snape seemed to have thought of something and just looked at him coldly.

"Bring it here."

Raise your hand again.

Dumbledore's patience was running out.

Holding up the potion, Snape looked at him for a moment before handing him the bottle.

"you can go now."

Take the medicine.

Dumbledore led Draco to the desk.

"Draco, look up."

Holding the back of the chair with one hand, he bent over and flicked open the cork of the medicine bottle with his fingertips.

Dumbledore's expression softened.

Draco, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head slightly after receiving the instruction.

The cold medicine flowed into his mouth.

Wet the pale pink lips and give them a layer of gloss.

Snape subconsciously turned his head away, avoiding the scene, and clenched his hands tightly at his sides...

“You don’t have to feed it yourself.”

Hear sounds.

Dumbledore straightened up.

As he raised his hand, the empty medicine bottle was burned up by the flames.

He used his fingertips to wipe away the remaining potion from the corners of Draco's lips.

He raised his eyes casually and said:

"Why don't you leave?"

"Are you planning to just stand here and act as a humanoid decoration?"

He moved forward and came to the desk.

Snape supported himself on the table with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Dumbledore with his dark eyes.

"You seem really old."

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Snape watched as Dumbledore's expression gradually hardened.

He continued, "You forgot that the Order of the Phoenix still needs you to reselect its headquarters."

"tomorrow."

"You need to take Moody and the others to see the place."

"By the way, I hope you won't set up the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix at the Weasley family's Burrow."

The air was filled with gunpowder smoke.

Dumbledore's expression froze for a long time before he nodded.

"good very good."

"Thank you for the reminder, Severus."

He smiled and raised his hand to signal Snape to leave.

Dumbledore's hand was on the back of the chair, tapping gently, slowly and with great patience.

Just a glimpse.

Snape gave a sneer.

When turning around and leaving.

He also added the last sentence: "As people get older, they tend to get confused."

As the office door slowly closed.

Snape turned his head and met Dumbledore's gaze from a distance with a forced smile.

Until the door is completely closed.

The smile on Snape's face disappeared instantly, and he strode away with a gloomy expression...

Just turned the corner.

He quickly moved out of the way to avoid a collision.

"This elevator cannot be left without the password."

"I was just thinking of looking for you..."

Horace smiled awkwardly, but he also noticed Snape's gloomy expression.

When I looked for the medicine again, it was gone.

"Let's go."

Without waiting for him to take a closer look.

Snape walked into the elevator and motioned him to come in in a deep voice...