Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

In the last Defense Against the Dark Arts class on Monday afternoon, Professor Snape collected last week's homework.

He quickly flipped through the parchments, scanning them with a critical eye, and then stayed on one of them for a long time, looking at it carefully, while saying, "Aim at the throat... A dagger of pure silver in the middle of the metal tip... Aconite poison...shattered to pieces...thunderbolt explosion...Well, Indra has a very unique idea on how to kill werewolves, the homework is perfect, twenty points extra."

As he spoke, he projected the contents of the parchment onto the curtain for everyone to see. Professor Snape is the only one in the school who can use a projector to teach, but this is not a product of the Muggle world, but an item of the magical world. No electricity is needed to keep it running.

After class, Indra caught up with Professor Snape, who was striding out of the classroom. His robes were on the ground, fluttering like bat wings.

"Professor, what did Principal Dumbledore use to fight off the dementors?"

"do not know"

Professor Snape didn't even know? Although that does appear to be a very powerful spell.

"Don't you know at all?" Indra asked unwillingly.

Professor Snape said no in a very brief and expressionless manner.

Indra had no choice but to go to the Great Hall for dinner with Draco, who was very disappointed.

As the Christmas holidays approached, Indra gave Draco a very luxurious-looking black gold gift box. When he opened it, he was disappointed to find a black and white quill inside.

"You went to the Literary Mansion again! I'm not short of quills!"

He didn't know that Indra had the habit of collecting quills before. Now she has to take out quills of different colors and shapes every day, otherwise she can't take notes.

Since Hogsmeade opened to third-year students, everyone's wallets have become empty unintentionally, including Indra's. But Young Master Malfoy never has to worry about this because he has plenty of pocket money.

Indra sighed, "Do you know what kind of bird feathers these are?"

Draco sneered and picked up the pen, "It's just a bird's feather anyway!" Is this a gift for your distinguished boyfriend? He felt that the gifts she prepared were not thoughtful at all.

Indra clicked his tongue, put his hand on his shoulder and explained, "This is the feather of a pelican. In my country, a pelican is called 'pelican'. There is a very old word called daigo initiation, which means that you can get Wisdom, the ability to understand clearly. The pronunciation of this 'Pelican' and that 'Daigo' are the same, and the original meaning of Daigo is the best and most superior..."

Draco was a little dazed and had a confused look on his face, especially since she was speaking in another language that she had never heard of.

But Draco still understood what she meant, and he suddenly realized it. He took the quill in his hand with a good face and played with it, imitating the tone of the word "pelican" in his mouth, and then curled his lips and said, "Okay..."

Indra looked around and found that there was no one around, so she tilted her head and kissed him on the cheek, "Merry Christmas"

Now Draco's last trace of dissatisfaction disappeared.

Before the holidays, Indra went to the library for the last time. She met Hermione when she was returning books. She couldn't believe that Hermione stayed with Harry Potter to spend the holidays with him.

Indra packed a box of textbooks and homework back.

On the first day after returning to the Muggle world from Hogwarts, Indra slept until noon as usual.

No need to rush to the auditorium early in the morning to eat, no need to attend various wand-waving classes, no need to brave the wind and snow to cook plants in the greenhouse, magic suddenly ebbed from her world.

Indra huddled in bed and refused to get up. At this time, she missed the warming spell again. She got up and put on her clothes and went downstairs. The winter sunlight filtered in through the glass window. She sighed and found that she missed Draco a little.

After lunch, she and her grandma went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and then went upstairs to do their homework.

The process of researching Dementors has entered a stagnant period. She has listed a lot of magic potions that can make people happy and has collected many such magic spells, including ancient runes and some magical creatures that can make people happy. , trying to use them to develop something that would interest the Dementors.

But now because of her relationship problems with Draco, she has a new goal: to invent a spell that can silence people.

Perhaps the news that Draco was in love with a Muggle-born wizard would reach his parents' ears sooner or later, but the sooner the better, as they did not yet have the ability or confidence to influence the family.

Hopefully she can figure it out before then.

Near mid-December, Draco, who was far away at Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire, received a letter from Indra.

At this time, the ancient and majestic manor, together with the surrounding large expanses of greenery and forests, were covered in white snow. The fireplace in the study room was lit, and the thin winter sunshine penetrated through the room covered with thick ornate curtains like charity. In the edge of the window.

Draco cut open the paint with a letter opener, and pulled out a greeting card with a golden snitch pattern. It quickly flapped two hollow paper wings, and the flat gold circle tore a slit, and light yellow letter paper fell out. .

Dear Draco:

I am writing to you now from Florin's Ice Cream Parlor in Diagon Alley.

It's snowing for the first time in London today. The streets here are decorated with red and green Christmas trees and lights. It's very similar to Hogsmeade, but different. Mr. Florin launched tequila flame ice cream, the exterior wall of Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore turned red, and every book inside would emit golden flashes when opened. There were many beautiful and bright hangings in the Tuofan clothing store. robes, broomsticks with antlers in the window of the Quidditch boutique, holly and mistletoe garlands outside the Floo Fireplace, and a large green pine tree outside Gringotts, covered with gold and silver balls and christmas lights.

Many wizards came to buy Christmas items, and there were very many people.

But Knockturn Alley is a bit deserted. There are skulls wearing top hats piled outside some shops. There are many hands with nail polish hanging on the brown Christmas trees. The big spider in the spider potion shop is tied with a green ribbon. .

This year, my grandma and I are the only ones celebrating the festival together at home. She prepares hot pot every year, with mulled wine and yogurt salad. Do you know what hot pot is? It's probably like making a magic potion. You put your favorite ingredients in and cook them together. Some are put in first to enhance the flavor, such as tomatoes, bean sprouts and green onions. Some need to be cooked for a long time, and some have to be taken out within a few seconds after being put down. Otherwise it won’t taste good.

I had built a snowman downstairs in the morning, and when I was about to move it to the window sill in the bedroom, its head accidentally fell and broke. It would be nice if I could use magic to bring it back.

It must have snowed there early, right? I really hope I can spend Christmas with you.

Miss you Indra

Draco looked at this short letter over and over again, with an unconscious smile on his face, wishing desperately that he was by her side when she wrote this letter.

Draco stared blankly at the letter for a long time. Harricon also brought several boxes of ice cream, which was too cold to melt away. He opened the lid of a silver-packed cylindrical box, and a crimson flame burst out from inside.

While eating cold, soaking ice cream, he wrote back to Indra.

Dear Indra:

我 很想 你.

I stayed at the manor without going out after the holiday. It had snowed here when I came back, and I could even ski on the back mountain. My father has two big dogs, one named Garni and one named Sinope. They look very similar. I occasionally let them pull me on a sled to take me out to play, or go hunting together.

I have never been to Diagon Alley during Christmas. Malfoy Manor is also decorated with many colored Christmas trees and hollies, all made by elves. I have already counted them. There are now 11 house elves in my family. .

I told my mother that I was going to Diagon Alley to buy Christmas gifts for my friends. Can we go together then? We can celebrate Christmas early. But we can spend Christmas together next year, because the Triwizard Tournament will be held then, and the Warriors competition will be held at Hogwarts, Durmstrang and Bubbaston, so we will probably all stay for Christmas. , I’ll tell you when we meet.

I'd like to try hot pot, if I get a chance, it must be the food of your country. I really can't imagine what food made like a potion would taste like.

The ice cream is so cold, but delicious. You really like rose-flavored things.

…………

While writing this, Draco suddenly wanted to kiss Indra's lips. His neck turned slightly red and he buried his head in writing.

After writing messily on a whole piece of parchment, he put it in an envelope and put it in the package together with some cake pudding or Christmas socks for Harrican to take back.

The days before Christmas are actually the busiest and most fun time in Diagon Alley, because most shops are closed during Christmas.

After dark, Diagon Alley is brightly lit with brilliant fireworks. Countless golden or silver lantern angels fly over the streets, occasionally turning into a stream of light. Just two steps away is a Christmas tree with densely decorated lights and golden balls in gift boxes. The windows of every shop are warm and festive, with holly garlands or red bells hung on them.

Firework dolls were flying among the crowd, every shop was bustling with activity, and a large number of costumed wizards flooded into the temporary market. Even though it was lightly snowing, the streets were still crowded.

Indra made an appointment to meet Draco at the Cat Girl Cafe. She was wearing a green velvet skirt bought from a Toffan clothing store. It was spliced ​​from the waist to the hem of white silk satin with handmade lace and green velvet. The cuffs are wrapped all the way to the back of the hand.

The long black and smooth hair is curled up in wavy arcs and scattered or piled on the white neck. There are round pearls on the ears, and the cold white and rosy cheeks are as ice-like as jade in the winter.

She was sitting by the window of the cafe where she could see the main street, with a calm and gentle look on her face.

The streets were covered with colorful lights, and light snow fell in the dark night sky.

In the dense flow of people, even though there are many people with blond hair, you can still identify the most conspicuous one.

The young man is wearing a thick cloak, his short blond hair is as smooth as satin, and the pale face looming in the crowd has the noble and cold temperament of the last century.

He came against the fine snow and seemed to be out of tune with the excitement and lights around him.

Indra suddenly stood up and rushed to the window. The tip of her nose was pressed against the cold glass, and she watched him walk towards the Cat Lady Cafe with a smile on her lips.

As if he had a telepathic connection, Draco's gaze turned to the black-haired girl in a green dress in the glass window. Her familiar face and smile slowed down the flow of all the colors and sounds around her.

Draco's pale cheeks suddenly became vivid. He blocked the flow of people and walked quickly towards the Cat Lady Cafe. Then he opened his arms under its golden light arch to catch Indra who was running towards him. Hold her tightly in your arms.

"Draco!"

Indra rushed into his arms, and Draco staggered back, "Oh..."

The two hugged each other at the door of the store for a while before slowly letting go. Indra raised her head from the crook of his neck. Draco's cold gray-blue eyes were filled with pure tenderness at this moment. He reached out and touched her ear. The little pearl on the top said louder, "You have your ears pierced!"

There were many earrings on Draco's mother Narcissa's dressing table. When he was young, Master Malfoy once tried to hang his mother's earrings on his own ears.

"Yes, doesn't it look good?" Indra tilted her head and pursed her lips shyly.

"It's beautiful." Draco said softly with bright eyes, tilting his head and rubbing his lips against her ear.

The two of them were walking hand in hand along the street. Indra looked up at the angel lanterns flying in the sky. "The angel lanterns outside are all hung up. They can't fly."

"Of course, it's magic." Draco said with a smile.

When they walked into a magical doll shop, Draco almost had his finger bitten by a kappa doll hanging by the door.

Indra took a realistic crocodile head hat from the shelf and put it on her head. Unexpectedly, she found that it looked pretty. Then she took it off and brought it to Draco's head.

He lowered his head in a very obedient and cooperative manner, while wrapping the Kappa's head with a bandage. It now looked like a mummy.

Snow was falling, falling on their clothes and hair. Draco stopped in front of a Christmas tree, put his hand into his cloak and touched it.

"Christmas gifts……"

He took out a silver necklace with a green gem embedded in it from his body and put it on Indra. When the silver chain and emerald fell on the skin of her neck under her collar, Indra did not feel cold because It was already scalding hot from Draco's body heat.

Indra raised his eyes and looked at his approaching face in a daze, almost hearing the sound of his own blood flowing in this cold winter night.

Before he could put the necklace on, her soft lips kissed his chin and then pressed against his lips.

On a snowy night near Christmas in Diagon Alley, they kissed under the Christmas tree filled with colored lights and gift boxes, showing no reservations about their passionate love for each other.

Indra put her hands into Draco's cloak and hugged his waist. She almost leaned into his arms, her crimson cheeks like a drunken one pressed against his shoulders, and she even closed them slightly. eyes.

Draco hugged her tightly with his arms, and the two of them seemed to hold her together until eternity.

"The Muggle train will be suspended at night. How are you going back?" Draco lowered his head and looked at her softly and clearly with eyes under his light blond hair.

Master Malfoy did not expect that one day he would know so much about the Muggle world, of course, not very well.

Indra opened his eyes slightly and smiled at Yan Yan, "I'll stay at the Leaky Cauldron for one night and go back tomorrow."

Draco's eyes widened, "Is it safe?"

He had never been to the Leaky Cauldron, a gathering place for wizards who frequented the wizarding and Muggle worlds.