[HP] Mrs. Snape

Severus Snape was sitting in front of the sofa. There was no spark in the fireplace. The cold ashes made the whole room look extremely cold. Except for the sofa and the usual table, the room was filled with dust and was as silent as a tomb. The only living person in the cave doesn't seem to care about the darkness at all.

The slightly messy colored box on the lap, and the opened gift box with light and elegant colors beside it, are probably the only bright colors in this room.

He looked down quietly, and inside the box was a small clay sculpture in the shape of an owl. The reason why he could tell that it was an owl was because the letters "Owl" were written on the top of the clay sculpture. At least it had a head, eyes, Feathers and claws.

It was made by the child himself. It can be seen that he did it with great care. At least he knows to use paint to paint the eyes yellow, the feathers are gray, and there are even some wave-like things on it. If you read correctly If so, it should represent the feather texture.

Under the colored satin on the box was a small card in the shape of a frog. The handwriting on it was immature and crooked, just like what he had seen on the parchment of Hogwarts first-year students, but these words, if they were Written by a three-year-old child, it is indeed worthy of praise, isn't it?

"To the honorable Mr. Snape, thank you for your selfless help to me and my mother, and I wish you a Merry Christmas. Your sincere friend, Andrew Dashwood"

Selfless help?That woman probably didn't tell the child the truth, and I think so, that Arya's woman was afraid to avoid him, and wanted to hide her child so tightly that he would never see it!How could he take the initiative to tell the child that he is his father?

You know, this Christmas gift has surprised Snape himself, and he thought that, according to the woman's behavior, after she already knew and even quickly understood the wizarding world, he was already ready to leave him alone.

Severus Snape is also a little confused now, and he doesn't know what to do. In previous years, he must be at Hogwarts now, where there are students staying in school, and some colleagues who are on shifts. This year , but he returned early to this house that he didn't want to come back at all, as if he was expecting something, what was he expecting?He was a little ashamed to admit it.

That child, the child with the shiny black hair and the same eyes as his, he knew early that morning that it was his child.

It is completely different from the wrinkled red face when he was just born. He is now very cute and chubby. He has been carefully cared for and well-nourished. His eyes are full of innocence. And curious, after seeing something he is interested in, his eyes will always be wide open, and his rosy mouth is slightly opened, lying on his mother's shoulder, studying intently, when he is in a good mood, his eyes He will squint slightly, and there will be a small dimple on his face...

His blood, that child is flowing with his blood!So talented, the magic power is so powerful, only three years old, the magic power that ordinary little wizards can only show when they are seven or eight years old, he started to show it at the age of three, if, if he is well trained, he will definitely grow into the best wizard!

Did that stupid woman think she could stop him by not letting him see the baby?snort!How fantastic!Originally, he wanted to carry out the unfinished plan and take the child away. The situation is much better now than before. He is confident that he can secretly arrange a good place for the child behind Dumbledore's back.

However, that day, in the teahouse, after he looked at the woman's head, he was a little unsure of his previous plan, although he could take the child away without a sound countless times, and even make the woman forget everything , However, he himself does not want to admit it, he cannot guarantee that the child will receive better care than now.

Moreover, that woman made him look a little different. Just by taking her in, she had a way to understand what she wanted most without any help.It was at San Mungo, and so was Diagon Alley.

When the woman named Arya started asking him for some wizarding books, he wanted to say "smart"!Really smart, not everyone can grasp the information in the words of the two wizards of the Ministry of Magic and make a quick decision when the child is in the most dangerous situation.

That day, Andrew's situation was really dangerous. If it was an hour later, Snape himself could not be sure what would happen.And when he himself proposed to make potions for the children by accident, she politely refused. She didn't trust him, that's for sure.

Later, when she actually asked to take her to buy a wand, Snape was amazed again, clever!From those books she grasped at once what was best for her—the wand, without which one is not a wizard.And in Diagon Alley, he accidentally met his former "colleague" Goyle, and after he left in a hurry, that Arya was able to handle everything with ease. Are you about to wonder if this woman has never been exposed to magic?

So what does this Arya Dashwood mean now?Does giving herself Christmas presents, and even allowing the child to touch herself, proves that she wants to let the child know about him as a father.

As it turned out, it was Snape who was overthinking himself. After Christmas, he didn't hear any more about the children until school started.

Secretly cursing two damned women, before he could make up his mind, Snape decided that he should think about it after returning to Hogwarts.

The next time I saw Arya Dashwood and her children was in Diagon Alley in early spring, when Snape took advantage of the weekend to buy some potion materials.

Coming out of Knockturn Alley, when Snape was about to go to the medicine shop in Diagon Alley, he heard a crisp and familiar voice: "Oh, ma'am, this robe fits you so well, it's simply It is tailor-made, believe me, except for you, no one can wear this robe to such an amazing effect."

The compliment made a woman giggle, and Snape turned around to see that it was Arya Dashwood, who was selling things at a stall on the ground around a corner!

"Yes, yes, it only costs two Galleons. You read that right, they are all new products. Do you need any children's robes? Oh, this one is on my son, no problem, yes, one Galleon twelve Silver Sickles, if you want both, count it as three Galleons and ten Sickles!"

Just seeing off a guest, Arya high-fives with a squinting and rejoicing Andrew!

A shadow appeared on the ground, and Arya immediately showed a very bright smile: "Hi, may I ask what you need, we have all kinds of men's and women's robes... um," Arya held the word "sale" in her mouth Unable to say anything, he quickly said politely, "Mr. Snape, hello, nice to meet you, how are you doing?"

Snape frowned and said nothing, and looked down at the neatly arranged robes of different colors on the ground, as well as the signboard standing next to it, with several large words written in scarlet letters: Dashwood's new finished wizard robes, each Only two Galleons for sale!

Short of money?Snape was thinking about the deposits in his Gringotts vault in his mind, only to hear the child's immature voice in his ears: "Good day, Mr. Snape, do you want a robe? We can give you a discounted price. "

"No, thanks." Snape pulled out a smile.

Arya was about to say something when a guest came by, and she quickly got up to greet her enthusiastically.

"Thank you for your Christmas gift, sir." Andrew said politely like a little adult with his thin neck behind his hands.

Snape glanced at Arya Dashwood, who was having a lively chat with a witch, bowed his head and said softly to Andrew, "You're welcome, and thank you for the gift."

"You're welcome." Andrew didn't know how to answer, frowning, recalling his mother's usual words when entertaining guests.

"Well, what are you guys?"

"Oh. We're in business!" Andrew continued with his neck raised, happy to continue his chat with Mr. Snape, "Mom and I bought fabrics to make our own clothes and sell them. The robes are beautiful, aren't they? gentlemen?"

Andrew stretched out his arms as he spoke, showing Snape the grass green robe embroidered with bear patterns.

While talking, Arya managed to sell another robe.Putting Garen into the purse, he smiled and said to Snape: "Do you need a robe? Mr. Snape, I can give you a very favorable discount."

Snape twitched his lips and said, "No, no need."

There was another silence, Arya shrugged, this Snape is really not someone to chat with.

"Excuse me. This is Miss Dashwood?" Snape asked with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, as you can see, they're selling clothes. Well, it's already lunch time. Could Mr. Snape have the face to have dinner with us?" Arya said, looking at the streets where the traffic was slowly decreasing.

Snape looked down at Andrew who was smiling at him with his head up and squinting, and nodded slightly.

We ate lunch at the Leaky Cauldron, and it was obvious that Arya Dashwood was already familiar with this place. After greeting the boss cordially, they came to a quiet small box. Snape felt very surprised , he never knew that the Leaky Cauldron had private room service.

"It can be done with a fixed amount of Galleons per month, and this box will only exist for two hours at noon every day." Arya said lightly, lowering her head and sipping her coffee.

"What are you? If Miss Dashwood is in some trouble financially, I can help you." Snape said with a straight face, each word clearly.

Arya's coffee was held in the air, and she looked at Snape with a serious face in surprise, as if he, was he serious?Well, no matter what, Arya still felt warm in her heart, and said with a smile: "Oh, thank you, Mr. Snape, but it's not what you think, Andrew and I have a good life, but I think it is necessary to create It's just a new business."

"New business?" Snape sneered, "A street stall?"

Arya smiled gently at the strong irony in Snape's tone, and shook her head: "The street stall is only temporary." Then she stopped talking about it, and instead talked about the latest happenings in the "Daily Prophet" recently. some of the news.

After coming out of the Leaky Cauldron, it was already two hours later. Snape was a little surprised that he would chat with this woman for so long, and Arya Dashwood, who was much less defensive about himself, was happy to talk in front of him. Talking, Snape keenly noticed that she had intentionally or unintentionally brought the topic to him, was this trying to understand him?

Snape stood far away in the potion shop, looking at the smiling mother and child through the glass window, the business seemed to be going well, the small stall was almost non-stop with people coming and going.

Back in the basement office at Hogwarts, he arranged the potions and put them on the shelf. Snape sat at the table with his hands propped up, thinking of Andrew involuntarily.

Today, that Arya's woman, although the two chatted happily, still intentionally or unintentionally prevented her from talking with Andrew, and she was not willing to hide her behavior at all.

What he said to Andrew, apart from the initial greetings, there was nothing else.

Snape sat in front of the table and thought about it expressionlessly, finally decided to draw out his pen and write on the parchment: Dear Miss Dashwood...

Arya and Andrew sat at the table and calculated their recent income. She had already divided three different coins into piles, and smiled as she put her head on her arms and watched Andrew count one by one: "540 one, 540 two , 540 three, mom, we have 540 three gold coins this week."

"Really? That's great, isn't it!" Arya hugged Andrew and put a kiss on his little cheek. "Come on, give me five!"

"Yeah..." Andrew squinted his eyes and his dimples deepened. After high-fiving his mother, he asked, "Mom, is 540 three gold coins a lot?"

"Well, honey," Arya said, putting the child on her knees and thinking for a while, "Well, look at this piano," pointing to the gift she received at Christmas, and said, "We sell clothes You can buy such a piano with the money you earn in a month.”

"Oh, that seems like a lot," Andrew frowned. Although he is sensitive to numbers, he still doesn't understand the concept of money.

"Don't think about it, baby," Arya said casually, shaking the child on her lap, "help mom do the math, how much is five 540 three?"

"Well," this Andrew is good at, he bowed his head and whispered: "Five threes are fifteen, five fours are twenty, five fives are 25, then fifteen is one and five is left, twenty plus one is 21, and two is two." One left, 25 plus two is 27, 2715, mom, it is two seven one five!"

Alia opened her mouth wide and looked at her son who was begging for praise. She couldn't say a word for a long time. She went "ahhh" for a long time before looking at her son in surprise!Didn't Andrew just learn double-digit addition and subtraction?When did he learn multiplication?Also, what does it mean to enter one and leave five, and enter two and leave one?How on earth did he figure it out!

"It's very simple, Mom," Andrew said with an expression of "Why don't you even understand this", "Add from the far right, and add one to the left when you reach ten. Didn't you teach me, Mom?"

Oh, Aaliyah remembered that when she was doing her own calculations, Andrew asked her how to add such a long series of numbers when she lay down at the table, but she also briefly explained it to her children at that time!God, tell her how Andrew learned it!

God can't make any noise, but an owl can!

"Mom! The new owl, not Romeo!" Andrew yelled, leaning on his mother's back.

"Huh?" Arya watched with her drowsy brain as a strange owl flew towards her through the window on the door.

It was Snape's letter and a small bag. Arya took off the letter and casually fed Andrew's biscuit to the owl.

"Mother, mother. Can I read the letter?" Andrew said cheerfully, taking out his little wand and the dictionary he carried with him.Since getting this almost universal dictionary for Christmas, Andrew's interest in any kind of reading has greatly increased.

"Of course baby." Arya handed the letter to Andrew, and quickly untied the small bag on the owl's right foot.The owl seemed to be in a bad temper, and had already started pecking at the back of Arya's hand. As soon as he took off the bag, he flew away.

"Oh, God." Arya exclaimed, covering her mouth, unzipping the bag.

It turned out to be a golden gallon inside!

Andrew was not disturbed at all, and read the writing on the parchment word by word: "In view of your recent um, yes, the word is obvious, and in view of your recent apparent financial difficulties, please accept this small gift , for Andrew, hey, it's my name, and it's also for Andrew. Yours sincerely, Severus."

"Mom, did Mr. Snape give us another gift?" Andrew stumbled and finished reading the letter, looking at the small bag tightly tied in his mother's hand and asked curiously.

"No, it's not a gift, baby." Arya picked up a pen, wrote something on a piece of paper, patted Andrew's little butt and said, "Baby, can you help Mommy go to the attic and call Romeo? Mommy is going to deliver a letter." .”

"Okay." Andrew climbed off the table, not forgetting to put his precious dictionary in the small crossbody backpack that Arya bought for him in Diagon Alley. The capacity can be expanded infinitely, but Weight will not increase.

He tied the letter to Romeo's lap, opened the safe, counted three thousand galleons, put it in the purse, thought about it, added another five hundred, and sent it back together with the small bag Snape sent today.

After doing this, Arya's anger has not subsided, what do you mean!What for Andrew, what does that Snape mean, are you going to rob Andrew with her!Now get ready to start doing your father's responsibilities!Ha, Arya couldn't believe that this man was the kind of man with a lot of fatherly love!

snort!She, Arya, can support Andrew by herself, without his mercy and rewards!

The letter was delivered during dinner. At that time, Snape was discussing with McGonagall at the dinner table the Quebec match between Slytherin and Gryffindor this semester. It's Slytherin—that is, his own office. Even if he doesn't like this kind of sport very much, but honor, like Gallon, no one will be short of it, right?

"It's a pity for Severus. Although Bill Wesley has graduated this year, I have already found a new captain for our team. His ability is not inferior to Bill. I believe this year, oh, Severus, you letter!"

An owl went on a rampage and pounced right on Snape's plate!Meat sauce splattered all over the plate, not only on McGonagall's face but also on Snape's own robes.

"Evil, damn it," Snape used his wand to clean up the dirt on his body and growled angrily. Whose owl can't even deliver a letter!Uh, Snape's movements froze suddenly, familiar round eyes, Snape remembered seeing this owl at Christmas.

After taking down the letter, there were still two bags, and Severus Snape was quite happy just now, and his face completely darkened.

Sure enough, after hastily scanning the letter, Snape grabbed the bag on the table and left the hall quickly, not even paying attention to the poor owl still lying on his plate.

"Oh, what a cute owl! Look at those eyes." Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff, smiled as he stroked the shiny owl.

Yes, the most striking thing about this owl is the pair of eyes, which are almost a circle larger than the eyes of other owls, and they are moist. When cooing and staring at you, it looks like a naive little bird Babies can't help but feel distressed.

"It turned out to be a picky owl." Professor McGonagall giggled, and Professor Sprout shook his head while feeding it pumpkin pie, turned his neck and lowered his head to peck at the chicken pieces on Snape's plate.

"What did Severus receive? He left in such a hurry. Is that piece of paper letter paper? It's so special, and it seems to have an elegant fragrance." Professor Sprout whispered to McGonagall.

Really, everyone couldn't help but be curious. Severus, who has always been strict and seldom socialized, left the meeting suddenly, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. This is not uncommon.

"Damn woman!" In the basement, Severus Snape slapped the short letter on the table, furious!

That damned ignorant woman!All the money was returned!All of them, even including the sum from three years ago!Who does she think she is!I don't know what is good or bad!The one talking about crossing the river and demolishing bridges is that damned woman!What else did you say, "Due to your busy work, it is inconvenient to bother you in the future!" This is to put yourself aside after you have used it up, right? !

Several means of revenge flashed through Snape's mind, and there were so many ways to make that woman want to cry but have no way to save her!With a cold snort, Snape sat quietly at the table, looking at the handwriting on the letter paper that almost pierced the back of the paper, she seemed very angry too.

Why is she angry? !Ridiculous!