Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

The last Herbology class on Wednesday afternoon was canceled due to heavy snowfall. Professor Sprout kept using snow removal spells to clear the snow from each greenhouse to prevent them from being crushed by the snow.

Killing the plants inside and letting something dangerous escape from the soil in the pot are two equally troublesome things.

The Slytherin and Hufflepuff classmates returned to their common room for study hall.

Indra went back to the dormitory upstairs, changed into a comfortable woolen short coat and trousers, and turned into the corner of the lounge where the fireplace was burning.

Draco was sitting there alone, flipping through the textbook, how to stop the instinctive biological activity of jumping bulbs, and now turned his head to watch her approach with his gray-blue eyes.

Indra walked over with a happy look and light steps. Compared with standing in the greenhouse for class, dealing with those annoying, never-ending, ugly and strange plants.

Studying alone with Draco in the warm lakebed lounge was nothing short of better.

"If it snows heavily every day, we won't have to leave the castle, but it's a pity that we won't be able to attend the Care of Magical Creatures class."

Indra said as she walked over and pulled out the soft chair next to Draco.

Draco stretched his arms around Indra's waist and brought her over to sit on his lap, hugging her into his arms. He raised his head and smiled, "What a pity? Are you talking about Hagrid or Professor Grapeplan."

Indra put her arms on his shoulders, looked down at him, slightly curved her mouth and said in a long voice, "It's all."

Draco stopped talking, rested his golden head in the crook of her neck, and tilted his head to kiss her neck.

Indra felt the soft touch of his lips all the way up against the skin, and then the sound of warm breathing sounded softly from behind her ears.

"Why don't you wear a tie..."

This is an ambiguous question that does not require an answer.

It’s not just once or twice that Indra didn’t wear a tie. Why did I ask today, why did I ask at this time?

"I'll give you mine."

Draco spoke into Indra's ear, grabbed her hand and put it on the knot of his tie. The silver and green tie was tied neatly and meticulously, and it had not been loosened in the slightest all day long.

"I do not want…"

This person obviously has no good intentions.

Indra tilted her head to avoid him shyly, a light blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks. She wanted to get off him, but her toes couldn't touch the ground.

The hand that was retracted was tightly held in his palm and pressed between his collarbones.

The useless struggle can only increase the physical interaction between the two.

Draco lowered his head and buried the tip of his nose into the crook of her neck, rubbing "Indra..."

There was a hint of solicitation in the low voice.

Since school started, he suddenly found that he had almost no time to spend alone with Indra.

Whether he was eating or going to class or returning to the common room to do homework, there were always people around him.

But God knows how much he wanted to be close to her. He dreamed of her every day and night, and wanted to be entangled with her all the time, as if Indra had some kind of love potion on him.

His hands holding her were not honest. Although he didn't touch her around blatantly, he was not quiet either. He circled Indra's side forcefully and held her waist with both hands.

Showing his inner anxiety.

Indra lowered her long eyelashes, and her cheeks on both sides of the tip of her nose seemed to be brushed with rouge. She looked at the gray-blue eyes with watery eyes and said nothing, but her tense back had relaxed, and she gently hugged his shoulders.

Draco raised his head and kissed her lower lips without any hindrance, clasped her black-haired head and pressed it towards him.

Then he took her hand and loosened the silver-green tie on his shirt.

He hugged Indra's hand and covered her lower waist, holding and squeezing, and then involuntarily lifted the edge of the sweater and touched it along the smooth skin.

The bastard part of Draco was struggling with respect and love for Indra. He wanted to take her to his dormitory, his bed, and then pull down the curtains and do something he often dreamed about. matter.

Anyway, Theodore didn’t know which area of ​​the lounge he was in, and whether he would go back for a while.

Indra would agree.

Draco knew that if he showed weakness, didn't even have to look pitiful, just whispered Indra in her ear a few more times, she would agree.

Her bottomless indulgence made him feel excited and hot, and at the same time gave birth to self-restraint.

Even a shuddering sense of satisfaction.

So Draco could only kiss the person nestled in his arms over and over again, and even took out his hand and placed it neatly outside her clothes, hugging her tightly, but made no next move.

He was once again disappointed that the Slytherin dormitories were not single rooms.

Before the crowd rushed into every corner of the lounge after class, Draco held Indra's cheeks in his hands and reached out to hook the hair around her face behind her ears.

He stroked her feverish cheek with the back of his fingers, his eyes were hot and gentle, and his voice was hoarse and he whispered, "I'll get you some water."

He pulled off the tie around his neck, crumpled it into a ball and put it in his pocket, then went to pour water on the marble counter next to him.

Indra sat in front of the table, wilting and pretending to hold the useless quill, and every word in the book could not enter her mind.

The self-study of the chapter on dancing bulbs in the herbal medicine class can only be moved to the evening.

On the second weekend, students in third grade and above can go to Hogsmeade again.

Indra put on the pearlescent satin green velvet dress, put on the soft black cloak, and went for a stroll with Draco.

They walked side by side with their fingers intertwined on the lively streets covered with fine snow.

Going to Mrs. Puddifu's teahouse had lost its appeal to them, but they still went to ask Mrs. Puddifu if she had anything new and interesting.

After rejecting some corny sugar bowls and bowls, Mrs. Padiff introduces Indra to an exploding gummy candy.

Each gummy candy has a lot of flavors and rich layers.

There are cherries, oranges, strawberries, bananas, pineapples, peaches, cheese...

The gameplay is that two people eat one at the same time, and they must bite it when the gummy changes to a specific flavor, otherwise it will explode.

Note: If bitten in advance, it will explode.

It won't explode if you eat it alone, but it will be very, very, very bitter. Please don't try it easily.

"It should be from the same series as charcoal biscuits, right?" Indra said happily.

Draco looked at the source of the product, the Wizard's Portkey Workshop.

"Yes, they are all produced by Linmumen Key Workshop. There is also a special version of this gummy that I can reserve for you." Mrs. Pudifu said with a smile.

"Special version, what's different?" Draco shook the translucent silver frost-like box, trying to hear how many gummies were inside.