Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Professor McGonagall was patrolling with her back to them. Indra tore off a small piece of parchment, wrote a string of words with a feather pen, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it towards Hermione.

The paper ball hit her elbow accurately and then bounced to the table.

Hermione grabbed the ball of paper and quickly turned back, and Indra winked at her.

A very Muggle way of delivering a message.

Draco's handsome face was paralyzed. He also wanted to play this game with Indra, but the distance between the two was really unnecessary.

So he stretched out his hand and took Indra's hand, interlocking their fingers with hers, shaking and squeezing from time to time.

Hermione's eyebrows had turned Crookshanks' ginger color. She glanced at Professor McGonagall and opened the ball of paper.

-Who did you invite?

A scrawled question mark was drawn on the back.

Harry and Ron both looked at Hermione with raised eyebrows.

If this ball of paper had been thrown by either of them, she would definitely have glared at him with reproachful and stern eyes.

Hermione picked up her quill and wrote a sentence on the crumpled paper before throwing it back.

-I originally wanted to invite Luna, but Harry beat me to it, and Ron went with me.

Draco kept his cheeks on his hands and looked at Indra intently.

Indra noticed his gaze, raised her eyebrows at him, made a kissing motion with her mouth, and made a small sound.

Draco's face looked calm, but his Adam's apple slipped inexplicably, and he squeezed her hand tightly, as if the bones inside could be squeezed soft.

Slughorn's Christmas party didn't start until after eight o'clock in the evening.

Indra put on a light pink robe. The sleeves became wider and wider from the elbow to the cuffs, and half of the white velvet-lined sleeves were exposed.

Her eyebrows and eyelashes were still light emerald, and Draco had kissed her countless times just now.

Draco was holding a stiff silver snake in his hand, playing with it, and slowly helped Indra tie up her long black hair.

Indra raised her hand from time to time to tell him what to do next.

"so beautiful."

Placing her hair loosely, Draco kissed her forehead and said softly.

It's a bit like a piece of fine pink porcelain in the cellar of Malfoy Manor, with peach blossoms burned on it.

Black branches, light green leaves, pink petals and snow-white stamens.

Indra hummed happily, raised her hands to wrap around Draco's neck, tilted her head and pressed her lips against his.

His pale blond hair shimmered under the chandelier.

Indra and Draco came out of the prefects' bathroom and went to Slughorn's office on the third floor.

The faint sounds of music and laughter gradually became clearer.

The door of the office was open, hung with two red velvet curtains, and the light came out from the gap in the middle.

Indra held Draco's hand and went in, and was immediately overwhelmed by the lively atmosphere of the party.

Ornate golden lamps on the ceiling shimmered, casting bright broken shadows from the elves flying within.

The walls were hung with green, crimson and gold curtains, and there were many people standing crowded together, talking in twos and threes.

A large, heavy silver plate floated towards the two of them quickly, with food and drinks on it.

"Miss Indra, Master Draco!"

A familiar voice came from under the silver plate.

"Xiao Jian?" Indra said in surprise.

It turned out that there were elves underneath the floating silver plate. Xiaojian lifted the silver plate to reveal its big eyes.

Indra smiled helplessly, "Professor Slughorn has captured you to work."

"This is what Xiaojian should do..."

Their appearance attracted a lot of attention. After all, their appearance was too eye-catching.

Indra and Draco quickly got into the crowd, holding hands and pushing their way deeper into the room.

A thin, tall man with pale skin stood in front, holding a piece of pie in his hand and chewing it tastelessly.

When Indra and Draco passed by him, he turned his head with the two of them as if he was hooked by something.

The pie suddenly fell from his hand, his eyes showed hunger and desire, and he followed the two of them away.

"Hey, Xueni! Xueni?! Have you seen Xueni!?"

A short man was chatting enthusiastically when he found that the tall and thin man was missing and called anxiously.

"Damn it, Slughorn is going to smash me to death with Blood Brothers: My Life as a Vampire."

"He went that way."

The girls who had just gathered around Xueni reminded him and pointed in a direction.

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Indra: "Are you a vampire?"

In a deserted corner of the room, Draco pointed his wand at a tall, pale man.

His eyes were shining with an abnormal red light, and his white fangs were faintly protruding from under his mouth. He kept staring at Indra longingly.

Repeated again, "I want some of your blood..."

"I still want your life," Indra threatened, holding the wand in her sleeve, "I know a hundred ways to kill a vampire."

In fact, she only knows two or three types.

Pierce the heart with wood, and her blackthorn wood happens to be hard enough.

Verbena super concentrated liquid, which she doesn’t have at the moment.

Take out the heart or behead.

Vampires have very strong healing abilities, and only an instant fatal injury can kill them.

"Walple said politeness is required..."

The vampire continued, there were heavy dark circles under his eyes, and he didn't look very smart.

The eyebrows on Draco's frosty face suddenly moved, and a trace of thought flashed across his gray-blue eyes, but there was still disgust, "Wople, Elder Walple?"

Indra also remembered that there was a book called "Blood Brothers: My Life among Vampires", and the author's surname was Walpur.

The writing is pretty good, better than Lockhart.

She had watched it with Draco.

"Your name is Xue Ni?"

Xue Ni nodded. He was not surprised that the other party recognized him, because Walpur often took him with him to promote the book.

"What happened here?"

A familiar deep voice came from the side.

Indra raised her eyebrows and relaxed.

"There is a vampire here." She pointed at the vampire with her wand.

Draco turned his head and looked into Snape's dark and deep eyes with an emotionless look, and then slowly lowered his wand.

"Oh, I can see that."

Snape said calmly, "Keep your teeth Mr. Bloody, it will scare the guests here. In addition, you should stay well with Mr. Worple."

As soon as he finished speaking, a panting short man wearing glasses ran over.

"Who told you to run around!"

Walpole said sternly to Bloody, "If anything happens, you won't be able to get out of here! Put your teeth away!"

"Mr. Worple, I think you should take a good look at him." Snape said calmly.

"Oh, Severus, so you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time-"

Slughorn also came over from the other end, holding mead in his hand.

"Ah, Indra, you are here too. I was talking about you with a friend! She may be willing to be your introducer to the International Potion Federation in the future."

As he spoke, he grabbed Snape's shoulders again and said with a smile, "You know, one more introducer is never enough."