Following Snape Home

"Mu Ya." Vester called out.

"Vester, are you going to the library?"

Vester nodded, "I'm returning books."

After Muya made way for him, she left.

Vester watched Muya's retreating figure, pursed his lips, and ultimately said nothing. Once Muya was out of sight, he turned and left.

"Mu Ya, the exam results are coming out tomorrow. Do you know what that means?" The moment Muya entered the dormitory, Hannah quickly pulled her down to sit.

Muya was confused, "It means... a mountain of holiday homework?"

Hannah: ... While not wrong.

"That's not what I meant. It means we'll be parting ways soon."

Muya hugged Hannah, "Okay, I'll write to you all often." She then looked at Susan and Shalian.

The two nodded.

After seeing her results, Muya smiled in relief. Not bad, 20th in the year. Her Potions grade was excellent. Snape even nodded at her and told her to pack her things quickly.

However, she had already packed all her belongings into her own home last night. She decided to say goodbye to Calori in person.

"I'll miss you so much, Ya." Calori took Muya's right hand and pressed it against his face. Muya felt his skin was so nice, smooth, and comfortable.

"Mhmm, we can still contact each other through the mirror." Muya took the opportunity to touch Calori's face a few more times, and he enjoyed it.

"Professor Snape is probably waiting for me. I have to go." She took her hand away.

"Okay, Ya, goodbye~"

Muya returned to the dormitory and, with the others, carried her luggage out of the castle. She saw Snape also carrying a suitcase.

After saying goodbye to her friends, she walked up to Snape. "Let's go, Professor."

Snape "hmph"ed. "Miss Mu has so many friends. She made her professor wait five minutes for a farewell."

"Hehe, sorry, Professor." Snape glanced at the suitcase in her hand, took it, and then boarded the train.

Muya was stunned. She never imagined Snape would help her carry her suitcase; she wouldn't even dare to think it.

She also boarded the train and sat next to Snape.

"Professor, where do you live?" Muya asked, unable to bear the boredom.

Snape focused on the book in his hand. "Spinner's End."

"Is it far? Do we need to transfer?"

"Quiet."

Those two words immediately silenced Muya. She could only look at the scenery outside the window.

Half an hour later, Snape glanced beside him and saw that Muya had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep.

When Muya heard the snack trolley sound next to her, she woke up instantly. She pushed open the door, "I want some, Madam!"

Snape was startled by her commotion, almost dropping the book in his hand.

Muya walked in with a pile of snacks. "Professor, would you like some?"

"No."

Muya placed them on the table and happily ate them by herself. Since Snape didn't want any, she'd just eat them herself.

After a while longer, the train stopped. Muya tidied up the leftover snacks and, carrying her luggage, got off the train with Snape.

At the platform, countless parents were picking up their children. Fearing she would get lost, Muya proactively grabbed Snape's hand.

Snape's body stiffened slightly, but he didn't let Muya pull her hand back. He said calmly, "Stay close."

"Okay, don't worry, Professor."

The two finally managed to push through the crowd of parents. Before Muya could catch her breath, she heard Snape say two more words, "Hold tight."

Then came a dizzying spin, reminding Muya of when she was a child, standing on a merry-go-round while a few classmates pushed it.

Fortunately, she got dizzy but didn't vomit.

When Muya finished reminiscing, they had already stopped in front of a house. This must be Snape's home.

Snape looked down at her. He was somewhat surprised to see that she wasn't feeling dizzy or nauseous from Apparition.

"What's wrong?" Muya noticed Snape's gaze, looked up at him, and smiled.

Snape seemed slightly burned by her smile. He couldn't understand why Muya often smiled at him.

"It's nothing. Come with me." He walked ahead, carrying two suitcases, with Muya following behind, looking around at the house's decorations.

Snape's home decoration style was indeed like him, dark, and somewhat dilapidated in places.

Snape ignored Muya's gaze and went straight upstairs, entering a room and putting down Muya's suitcase. "This will be your room."

"Okay, Professor Snape." Muya obediently replied. The room looked decent, though still in shades of black, white, and gray.

Muya tidied up her luggage briefly. Feeling it was dinnertime, she went downstairs.

"Professor Snape, are we eating soon?" Muya found Snape in a room filled with all sorts of bottles.

Snape paused for a moment, then responded, "There's bread and milk in the kitchen."

Seeing that he was brewing some potion, Muya didn't disturb him and went to the kitchen. There wasn't much food inside, just a loaf of bread and a bottle of milk.

Muya pressed the bread, and just as she expected, it was hard as a rock.

Sigh, I guess I have to cook for myself.

Muya ran upstairs again, slipped into her trunk, and familiarized herself with the way into her own home. She casually made three dishes. After eating, she imagined Snape gnawing on dry bread alone after finishing his potion, feeling a bit sorry for him.

Muya found a lunchbox and packed the dishes and rice into it. Then, she cast a warming charm.

She quietly placed the lunchbox on the table in the living room where Snape was.

She noticed a small courtyard behind the house, overgrown with a large patch of grass.

Muya's playful mood instantly kicked in. Carefully avoiding some potion ingredients, she began pulling the weeds.

Halfway through, a voice suddenly appeared, "What are you doing?" The tone was devoid of emotion.

Muya looked up and met Snape's gaze, him holding a bottle of green potion. "Hi, Professor, I'm helping you weed. Don't worry, I avoided the potion ingredients."

"Come inside, I don't need you to pull weeds." Muya patted the dirt off her hands and pouted as she walked out of the courtyard.

"Scourgify." Snape's wand lightly tapped her, and the dirt stains on her body disappeared completely.

"You should go to sleep."

Muya looked at the sky, then at the time. Professor, it's barely dark. You want me to go to sleep already? Are you serious?

"Okay, Professor." Whatever, I'll go home and play games. Holidays are meant for fun, hehe.

Snape returned to the living room and saw the lunchbox on the table. Even without opening it, he could smell a delicious aroma.

He guessed it was something Muya had made herself.