Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

After the results come in, tonight will be the last night at Hogwarts, and everyone has been waiting for this day.

At the finals dinner, they may find out the truth that has been troubling them.

The auditorium tonight is different from the past, because it is solemn and black inside.

The decorative colored silks of each college on the dome turned into a uniform black, and a black curtain was hung behind the desk of the faculty and staff.

After everyone took their seats, the sound in the auditorium became extremely quiet.

When Dumbledore asked everyone to stand up and toast Cedric Diggory, everyone raised their goblets and stood up.

"Cedric fully demonstrated Hufflepuff's unique qualities, kindness, loyalty, hard work, and fair play... I know that his death shocked and pained many of you, and you also have the right to know the truth. Something happened."

The auditorium became even more silent. Indra held her breath and looked at Dumbledore on the stage. His silver-white beard became the most eye-catching presence in the auditorium surrounded by black gauze.

"Cedric Diggory was killed by Voldemort."

Draco's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression was stunned, and his face looked paler than the person at the Hufflepuff table.

What is he saying?

Voldemort?

Draco didn't want him to come back now, it would be best to disappear forever.

So when he heard the news, he became restless and his heart sank to the bottom.

Draco accidentally looked at Professor Snape, only to find that he was also looking at him, with an indifferent, gloomy, complex and elusive gaze.

It can be said that except for some insiders, everyone in the auditorium was shocked and horrified by what they heard.

The expressions on the faces of the people at the Slytherin table were particularly unpredictable and strange, but some also showed expressions of fear and rejection.

Indra had been waiting for Dumbledore to say these words, but when she actually heard it, her heart still fell hard.

She looked at Draco and took his hand which was on the table.

Draco felt her touch and came back to look at her. Their eyes intertwined, understanding each other.

He suddenly understood why Indra was suddenly depressed in the lounge just now. It turned out that she knew it at that time.

So what she really wants to ask is...

Indra saw the uneasiness hidden in Draco's eyes, and she shook his hand reassuringly, not wanting to observe other people's expressions.

When Dumbledore raised his glass to Harry, Indra stood up, some of her Slytherin classmates stood up as she did, some not.

They sat in silence, motionless.

Who is the fearless person? To Indra it was more of a statement and she made her own choice.

Indra did not interfere with Draco. When she picked up the goblet and took away Draco's hand to stand up, he grabbed her hand again, and then they stood up together holding the wine glass.

Indra noticed that some of the people sitting were looking towards him, their eyes cold and questioning.

At this moment, Indra even wanted him to sit down, and there was an unreasonable panic in her heart.

But Draco didn't squint, he held the wine glass in one hand with a calm face, and his fingers were intertwined with hers in the other.

Then he drank the wine in silence.

Indra inexplicably felt that this wine was like a wine for beheading or a wedding drink. If she and Draco drank it, they would be together life and death, and they would bear all the consequences.

And they all do.

"Indra, take a walk."

As he walked out of the hall, Draco whispered in her ear, head buried as if he wanted to seek comfort from her.

Indra immediately put her arms around his waist and said in a sweet voice, "Okay."

The water of the black lake reflected the moon's sparkling light. They held hands and walked slowly along a long section of the embankment.

"You already knew that, right? Dumbledore said it."

"Yeah, Hermione told me."

"My father..."

"Draco, he is him and you are you."

There is a huge beech tree planted on the thick embankment. The trunk is so thick that two people can’t hold it in their arms.

They lingered and kissed each other under the tree, their hot and dense breaths intertwined, their soft and warm skin caressing each other, and they soon forgot the troubles and shadows in the auditorium like they were dreaming.

When the silver moon hung on the top of the beech tree, Indra and Draco held hands and returned to the lake bottom rest room.

The castle was still brightly lit as before, with bright light coming from every window.

They walked to the central courtyard and saw a dark figure in the darkness, gliding past silently like a bat.

"Professor Snape." Indra called.

Snape's footsteps stopped and he turned his head. His face was extremely pale and gloomy, and his dark eyes were increasingly devoid of any emotion.

He stared at the two people in front of him, his dark eyes glanced at the hands they were holding, and his slow and clear voice was particularly cold.

"It's best for both of you if we separate."

Indra and Draco were both stunned, but Professor Snape walked past without saying a word, and his dark robes disappeared into the castle like shadows surging in the night.

This is like a warning.

Indra stared in the direction where Professor Snape left, as if everyone wanted them to separate.

Draco held her hand tightly and whispered firmly, "We will never be separated."

Indra turned to smile at him and nodded seriously, "Okay."

The next day, everyone waited in the foyer for the carriage to take them to the Hogwarts train home.

Chucks said lazily: "I'll go to Beauxbatons' place first. You guys will wait for me later."

Draco squinted at the busy and crowded foyer and said calmly, "Don't wait until late."

Some of Durmstrang's classmates came over to say goodbye.

"Goodbye, Indra, Senna, I hope we can meet again one day." Erwin said, "Maybe I will come to the UK to work for a while after graduation."

The Durmstrang boy who danced with Senna at the Christmas Ball also came and gave Senna a thick, smooth and round conch, "Remember to write to me, and I will write to you too, Xiaona." .”

Indra stood aside, bit his mouth and looked around.

Draco then pulled her in front of him, "When are you going to invite me to your house?"

"Why are you anxious? I haven't told my grandma yet. If she doesn't agree, you will have to sleep on the street."

Draco's eyes widened, and then he curled his lips. He would not sleep on the street obediently.

The silver-maned horses that stayed in the temporary stables outside Hagrid's cabin from spring to the second summer gradually disappeared into the sky pulling Beauxbatons' large pink-blue carriage.

Chucks trotted back, and Indra, Draco and Senna got on the carriage to Hogsmeade train station.

You can see through the car window that Durmstrang's ship is gradually sinking into the Black Lake. After a wave of waves, they embark on their return journey. They still have a mess to clean up. Principal Karkaroff actually abandons them and runs away. , because of fear of Voldemort's revenge.

Indra said in a daze, "The Black Lake is suddenly empty again. I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."

Senna: "You don't adapt? Do you also have a lover there?"

Indra and Draco's faces turned foul at the same time.

Chucks: "Did you forget to tell Krum when they left to keep them from destroying our lounge?"

A scream came from a carriage on the path.