HP wanders to the end

Harry stared blankly at the palm.

In the dream, Severus took his hand and traveled all over the dream world, going in and seeing every building.

Those unfamiliar or familiar scenes, because the person holding his hand led him to walk together again, it seemed that everything had changed.

Those memories are alive, even now, he seems to be immersed in it and can't get out.

There was also the palm, which seemed to still have the temperature of Severus' palm, not hot, a little cold, but dry and comfortable.

Harry thought for a long time, and finally couldn't help covering his face with his hands, and spread them back on the bed.

It's a bit bad... Things haven't come to light yet, and he seems to be a little bit out of control.

So what's going on now?

At first he said I liked him, then he didn't believe that I liked him, and I still firmly believed that I liked him-but he is part of my consciousness, so that means I like myself? !

Harry felt his head throbbing at the thought.

"Harry," Hermione's voice came through the door along with the knock on the door, "are you up?"

Hermione's voice interrupted Harry's knotted and twisted thoughts, and he had to reply "yes", before Lightspeed packed himself up.

"Then go down and have breakfast together, Kreacher has already prepared breakfast." Hermione went downstairs after saying that.

Harry came out of the room, and Hermione was already enjoying breakfast: "Good morning, Min."

"Good morning," Hermione looked at Harry, her face flushed and her eyes rippling, as if she was in a very good mood. "You look good."

"Really?" Harry pulled out his chair and sat down. "I don't think I'm any different from before, do I?"

Seeing that he didn't know it, Hermione didn't say much, and just asked, "Are you going out today?"

"Hmm." Harry took a bite of his sandwich, "Min, are you going shopping with me today?"

"No, it's time for me to go to work." Hermione drank the milk. "You look much better than before. It seems that the vacation is really effective."

"When the holidays are over, I'm still going back to be an Auror." Harry knew that Hermione wanted him to have a normal and proper routine, but that's not the kind of job an Auror was.

But this is his choice, and he is willing to pay a certain price for it.

"Okay, my promising Mr. Auror, I'm going out first." Hermione patted Harry on the shoulder and went out with her handbag.

After Harry said goodbye to Hermione, he settled for his own breakfast.Then he went out immediately and ran to the streets that he hadn't seen yesterday.

What Severus could see, was what he had seen.In order to let Severus see more, Harry decided to go to all the good places he could go before going on vacation.

The Christmas holiday has not yet passed, and on the roadside streets, some stores are still playing Christmas songs.

Lively Christmas decorations are also displayed in the windows and hung on the door walls.

Even though there is a lot of snow along the way, there are not necessarily very few pedestrians on the road.It's just that there are more people in the store, and there are heaters inside, which can make people who walk outside feel warm when they go in.

It is between the cold and the heat, which makes it easy to catch a cold.

Harry pushed open a door casually, went in and found out that it was a jewelry store.

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Severus was no longer surprised by the green-eyed troll who would suddenly appear beside him.

They come every day, too many of them come, and they cannot be driven away. There is no other choice but to adapt.

It's not that Severus didn't think about leaving Harry alone, but in the end he would let him into his house again and again.

Who knows if he will walk into some fog again outside?

Rather than trying his best to ask him for help when the time comes, it is better to let him under his nose, which is much safer.

"Severus, the weather is fine now, go out and have a look with me!" Harry proposed to go for a walk as soon as he arrived.

Severus knew that if he got a cheap Potter yesterday, he would make more progress today.

Seeing that Severus didn't respond, Harry thought he agreed, so he took Severus' hand, and Harry went straight to the new street he was looking at today.

Those pedestrians were all the same as what he saw today, talking to each other, looking very real and full of life.

It's just that Harry's purpose today is not to take Severus to experience these vibes, he wants to take Severus to the jewelry store.

Severus saw that he seemed to have a clear purpose, and he didn't have to worry about being forced into some childish places today, so he was much more relaxed.

It's just that neither of them noticed their touching hands.

Entering the store, Severus still felt uncomfortable.

He had never been in a shop like this before—and he was surrounded by girls, at least one man and one woman.

The entry of the two young men, Severus and Harry, obviously attracted the attention of other people in the jewelry store.

Harry didn't care about the eyes of others, he went straight to get what he saw during the day.

"Cufflinks?" Severus frowned when he saw him coming with such things.

It was a pair of black gemstone cufflinks, the style was very simple and elegant.

"The color suits you well."

Harry hurried to the counter to pay, then turned around and put the cufflinks on straight away.

"...I can't help you with being courteous," Severus said stiffly.

Harry held the old cufflinks, still in high spirits: "This is not a compliment, this is a birthday present."

Severus: ...

He actually didn't know what time it was, seeing the Christmas decorations on the street, he just thought it was Christmas.

"Let's go." Severus couldn't think of what to say, and walked out first.

His steps were long and seemed a little eager.

Harry didn't expect his mood to change so quickly, so he could only run two steps to catch up.

Realizing that Harry was chasing him, Severus lowered his footsteps again for no apparent reason.

Harry caught up to Severus, pulling him back to giggle.

He was thinking, in fact, such a life is not bad.