HP: It's a snake, not a badger.

Chapter 217 Extra: Two Little Devil

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Emeric has shed his childishness and become more mature, while Severus is now 42 years old.

"Mmm..." The man buried his head in Emeric's chest, blocking the sliver of sunlight shining in his eyes, and unconsciously rubbed against him.

Emeric felt a tickle in his sleep, and gently patted the person in his arms with his eyes closed, showing no intention of getting up. His hand caressed the smooth back. "Sleep a little longer..."

Over the years, their schedules have become synchronized, and it's rare for one of them to wake up while the other is still asleep. Unless there are special circumstances, they will sleep until they naturally wake up.

"Hmm? What's that smell?" Emerick barely opened his eyes and looked around. A strange smell suddenly filled the room. He felt it was familiar but couldn't quite place it.

When he felt the heat on his body, he realized what it was all about. It must have been the work of his two little devils. They must have found his prank box somewhere and used it on their dear father.

"Airi, I'm so hot..." Severus huddled against Emeric in a hoarse voice, his mind still foggy, and he could only instinctively bury himself in the other's arms.

"Let's have some water first." Emeric resisted the urge to help, gently lifting the man up so he could sit comfortably and drink some water to prevent dehydration. Seeing the red marks on Severus's body, he became even more alert.

Last night was very late, and I was planning to sleep until 10 o'clock today, but those two little devils ruined it all. Emeric decided to take them to Calvin's place this afternoon, and also give them the prank box. Anyway, these two little rascals' unruly behavior is all because Calvin spoils them, so I guess I'll have to trouble Daddy and Papa.

"Where did this come from?" Severus, barely sober after drinking the water, smelled the aphrodisiac in the air. "Branwin and Alaric made it?"

Besides these two little devils, no one in the house dared to do this to him. "Just like you." Severus reached out and pinched Emeric's waist. If Branwin hadn't grown up to be like him, he would have definitely suspected that Emeric had cheated. Otherwise, why would the two children be so unruly?

"Come and kiss me." He didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to resolve this unexpected situation as quickly as possible.

Severus pulled his hand onto his body. Although his back was still a little uncomfortable, he believed that Emeric wouldn't go too far. He hadn't been starving him lately and had let him touch him almost every night.

"Ugh—be gentle." On his already scarred chest, there were a few more teeth marks. His waist was held in his hands to prevent him from moving. His life force washed over his entire body, and the effect was excellent. After so many years of nourishment, not a single fine line had appeared.

When they came out of the bedroom, it was lunchtime. Severus was coaxed out to eat and watch a show, and then go back to sleep after lunch.

"Fauci, where are Branwin and Alaric?"

"The young masters are in the study, they won't let Fufu talk." Fufu covered his face and turned his back to Emerick, pretending he hadn't said anything.

Emeric cooperated with her, turning to Severus and saying, "I'll go find them. You eat first, and bring them over to fight when you find them."

"Don't fall for it again," Severus kindly advised, as he didn't want to spend the whole day in bed. "Don't forget, you have a lot of good stuff in your trunk." He emphasized the last three words, as he had watched Emeric prank many people back then and naturally remembered how many strange and wonderful things were in it.

"I will. You eat first, or you'll get a stomachache later." Emerick didn't believe that he, as a father, couldn't outmaneuver two children; those were things he had already played with.

Severus hadn't even finished half of his pasta when he saw Emeric come down with a child in each arm. One child, with black hair, looked like Severus, but his eyes were a different shade of purple—smoky purple. The other child had flaxen hair and black eyes.

"Daddy, please save us!!!" Alaric cried out to Severus for help, his black eyes wide, pouting and looking pitiful, just like Emeric when he was being affectionate.

Severus pretended not to hear and continued to eat his lunch calmly. He didn't want to be drugged again, and it would be good to let Emeric teach him a lesson.

"Dad—" Branwyn imitated his brother's wide eyes, his smoky purple eyes exactly like Emeric's. Severus's heart suddenly softened, but he maintained his previous attitude.

Emeric placed one in each hand on the ground, waved his wand to pick up the feather duster from a distance, and asked, "Who wants to go first?" He seemed very easygoing.

"Father—" Alaric called out ingratiatingly, knowing that Emeric loved his eyes the most because they resembled those of his other father.

The two children begged the two adults for forgiveness, but this time neither of them was forgiven. Instead, each of them received ten slaps, and their bottoms were swollen from the beatings.

"Come and eat." Severus ignored them. He must have been out of his mind back then. Why did he feel that the house was too empty and wanted two children?

Emeric didn't stop them at the time; no, he always agreed with all of Severus's ideas. The two returned to their ancestral land, each draining a bowl of blood, and chose their favorite fruit, watering it for a week before bringing it home.

Severus had imagined they would be like Emeric when he was a child, cuddling and acting cute, instead of being this little devil who caused trouble all the time.

"I'll take them to my father later," Emeric noticed his troubled expression. "Then, how about we go on a vacation to an island, catch some seafood, and make it into a spicy dish?"

"Don't be angry, okay?" He soothed Severus, then poured milk for the two children and took their teacups away. "You two are too young to drink tea."

"Go stay at Grandpa's house for a week. During this time, I'll pretend I don't know what you do. Your father and I are going on a trip, and we'll bring you gifts when we come back." Emeric announced this decision, which would be good for everyone, after they finished eating.

"Really?" x2

"Really." Emeric nodded, and Severus nodded in agreement.

"Whoosh!" The two little ones jumped up and high-fived, having already planned out their activities for the week.

Back in his bedroom, Severus changed back into his pajamas, preparing to go back to sleep. He hadn't been feeling well for the past few days. "I wonder if it's because I'm getting old," the man thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile.

"Severus, wait for me, I'm sleepy too." Emeric was about to finish processing the documents, but when he saw the man who was about to fall asleep, he also felt sleepy.

Lately, both he and Severus have become increasingly sleepy, and they don't know why; something just doesn't feel right. His gaze swept across the room, finally landing on the newly placed decoration on the bedside table. It seemed that they had become so sleepy only after this thing appeared.

"They didn't go easy on us today." Emeric instantly realized who was responsible. He would find another opportunity to deal with Alaric and Branwin when they returned from their trip.