Sev's married life

Astoria loved the Muggle world.

She likes to listen to the music played by her father, and likes the guitar to flicker and shake on the colorful stage.As a lady, she thought, maybe the family wouldn't allow such an interest - but she could sneak out on her own.

When she took the concert tickets for the second time, Drake finally nodded.

"Draco, you look anxious." Hermione obviously noticed the difference in Draco after feeding the medicine from the medicine tray to the sick wizard.

"My dear Hermione, what makes you think I'm anxious? It's too late for me to be happy working with a beautiful lady like you"

Hermione shrugged, "We are friends, listening is what a friend should do"

Draco smiled at her brown hair bobbing on top of her head, "Well, you're right. It's just that I'm not used to it. Hermione, can I ask you a question?"

"of course."

He looked ahead, lowered his head slightly, his golden hair was slightly in front of his eyes, "How can I reject a girl?"

"Hmm, is this something that the little Slytherin prince would struggle with? Don't look at me like that, I'm just surprised—to be exact, I heard that in sixth grade you received love letters that almost filled your medicine cabinet full."

"Throwing away envelopes is not what a gentleman should do," he added.

Hermione looked at him sideways, and rolled her eyes, "I thought you enjoyed the feeling of being pursued."

"Please" he opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "I'm very distressed"

Hermione patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Why, is it Miss Greengrass?"

Draco straightened up, leaning against the white wall of St. Mungo's, "I just want a happy, sincere, simple girlfriend - you know, I don't want to marry a noble lady - especially the concept of Malfoy"

Before Hermione opened his mouth, Draco remembered something and exclaimed in surprise, "How did Severus reject you back then? Don't tell me I didn't." He laughed wickedly.

Hermione gave him an annoyed look, and said dryly, "Well, you guessed it right. He said, there are some things not to say. Once you say it, it can't be undone."

Draco blinked, "It seems to be okay"

"I was very sad at the time." Hermione supported the counter beside her and stood up. She remembered that Severus said at the time - don't say some things, otherwise we won't be able to go back.

—Don't say it.

—That's all, don't say it, Hermione.

— This will not end well.

— This is nonsense.

She touched her belly sadly, it seemed to be a little bulging, but it was not obvious.

"Sorry, Hermione, I shouldn't have mentioned" Draco sincerely apologized.

"Aumm, I think it's all right. Drake, are you really going to reject Miss Greengrass?"

Draco nodded, he tugged on the robes that belonged to St. Mungo, he is no longer willing to be the former Malfoy, isn't he.

So he can no longer bear hypocrisy and vanity. For him, family and pure blood make him lose friendship, sincerity, and smile.

After the conversation with Hermione was over, the two of them were busy with their own work. He didn't see Hermione until the evening, so Draco was a little disappointed.

As usual, he stood at the door and waited for a while before the carriage arrived.

"Hi, Drake." Astoria jumped out of the carriage, let the waiter go, and walked side by side with Drago on the road.

She was wearing light blue jeans, black high heels, and white casual clothes. Her sunny blonde hair was tied high into a ponytail, showing a bright smile.

This makes her not like a lady from a pure-blood family - Draco walked on the road with her, thinking about when he would make that clear.

"Shall we go to the Muggle place to listen to the concert?" She smiled happily, "We can eat popcorn and chips while listening to music, standing in the audience and screaming like watching a football game. I like this very much The feeling of, you know, Muggles are so powerful"

Draco nodded absently.

Snape found that he couldn't really hate the orange cat.

He pointed at Crookshanks with his wand, his face tense, "You can't leave this house, but you can't go to the basement, you can't open the kitchen door, you can't jump on my bed, if you will obey If so, I will consider keeping you here."

Crookshanks stretched out his paw and licked and rubbed his face, enjoying his cleaning movement.

"Also, I hope you remember not to shed your hair. Damn it, can't you understand me?" Snape waved his wand angrily.

"Severus, are you coming out?" Hermione called him from outside the door.

He doesn't allow Hermione to come into the house - cat hair is bad for pregnant women and bad - he can't hate this cat that belongs to Hermione, but he can't bear any Crookshanks on Hermione the taste of.

He changed into a pure black suit, and opened the door suddenly, suppressing his anger, "Okay, let's go"

He was going out to eat with Hermione - she was tired of Diagon Alley's bento boxes that hadn't changed for a hundred years - of course she suggested it was for the children's good.

"Severus, you look in a bad mood"

Snape shook his head expressionlessly, "Miss Granger, since you've seen it, don't ask any more questions."

"Because of what - I guess Crookshanks, and Severus, I'm not Miss Granger"

Snape stopped, turned to stare at her, and asked angrily, "Then what should my name be?"

Hermione took his arm and looked up at him with a big smile, "Please call me Mrs. Snape"

Snape's anger vanished almost instantly.

She knew very well how to please Severus, blinked, and put his hand on her belly, "Severus, do you feel something different?"

Snape frowned, remembering the introductions he had read about pregnancy - or exploring the mysteries of pregnant women's lives, Hermione looked a little thin - compared with those with big bellies.

He turned his head awkwardly, and said dryly, "Eat more, someone is always hungry very quickly"

Hermione blushed and shrunk her stomach, "Severus, I ate a lot."

Time always flies, the night sky in England, the moon is shrouded in a layer of mist.

Weaving through the crowd and running to a place where there were few people, the two of them laughed out loud looking at each other in embarrassment, straightened their clothes, and strolled through the misty streets late at night.

The smell is fresher than after the rain, the street is brightly lit, and the electrified street is like a romance covered with candles.

Astoria walks to Draco's right hand, "I think I'm gonna have a sore throat tonight" Crazy pop concert, they're almost invisible to each other with a crazy crowd, barely audible noise other sounds.

Draco put his coat on her gracefully, and after receiving her thank you, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "Miss Greengrass, do you like Muggles?"

She nodded and shook her head, "I don't think they are any different from us"

"But the education I have received since I was a child is the humble concept of Muggles, their way of life, their character, and even wizards who grew up in the Muggle world."

Astoria stopped and looked at him, with a hint of uncertainty in his light gray eyes.

"I hate Malfoy's way of life, asking for the self-righteousness of nobles." He said unabashedly, "I envy Hermione, Potter, and Veles' friendship, which makes them look happy.

The girl was confused, she looked down at the back of her white hand, not knowing what he wanted to say.The warmth from his body spread to her through the coat, intoxicating her and making her heart beat.

"Miss Greengrass, can we be friends," he said.

Astoria blinked slowly, as if she knew something, but she seemed to be unable to see anything clearly.It must be so cold tonight, she thought, that I can barely understand what Drago is saying.

She tried to rub her hands, but realized that if she moved, the coat might fall off.She treasured the coat as if it were her own.

She raised her head with a forced smile, "I don't understand what you mean"

Draco became a little indifferent, "Malfoy is gone. Miss Greengrass, no one will force you to date me"

Her throat suddenly went dry, not wanting to hear the next facts.

"Miss Greengrass, I have a crush. I like her very much, so I'm sorry." He looked at her sideways.

He said it.

She forced a smile, inadvertently showing a shy voice, "May I know her name?"

Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Sorry, I'm still pursuing her. So I don't want to trouble her"

"I..." she shivered with cold. "I know. But I like you too, can I continue to pursue you?"

"Sorry, I wish I hadn't done that"

"Oh" she smiled, "Okay, I see. It's very late, I'll go back first." She lowered her head, took off her coat and returned it to Drake, handed it to the young man, and hurried away Far.

He grasped the jacket feebly, and he saw the girl's pale face.I'm sorry, he thought, so be it.

Draco raised his head and found that the moonlight in the sky had been covered by layers of clouds, and even the brilliance of the stars could not be revealed. The cold air in England made him feel as if he had let go of some burden.

The author has something to say: It is true that there is a kind of bacteria in cats that can cause miscarriage in pregnant women.

Should the professor learn how to cook? Potion masters should be able to use materials flexibly.

☆、Chapter 7