[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

It can be seen from Professor Slughorn's big belly full of connotations that he is a person who is very good at living and always knows how to make himself live more comfortably.

Of course, food is no exception.

Those who can enter this auditorium are his beloved students and their dance partners. Slughorn believes that there will be many people who have made achievements in various fields.The head of Slytherin is never stingy with those who can bring him benefits, which is one of the evidences of the equal treatment of the four houses.

So, the Yule Ball featured a lot of delicacies that, for Slughorn's fine taste, were delicious.

Anaska had to admit that the Hogwarts house-elf's culinary skills were slightly better than her Nina's after getting Slughorn's recipe. The food on the plate was simply irresistible open your eyes.

This seemed to distract some of Anaska's attention from the mistletoe.

At Anaska's request, Sirius went with her to have something to eat.

Anaska ate sips of a piece of chocolate-coated cake, and Sirius swirled a glass of cloudy wine in a goblet, looking haughty.

Anaska noticed that the posture of Sirius serving the wine glass was just like her mother's, inadvertently exuding the posture of the aristocrat hundreds of years ago, which had a kind of classical elegance, but seemed to have lost something else, Such as freedom and chic.

When Sirius looked back at Anaska, the slight arrogance disappeared.Anaska was just finishing the small piece of cake.

"Do you want to eat anything else?" Sirius' eyes swept over the plate, as if he was ready to grab it at any time.

Anaska suddenly felt that the scene she saw just now might be an illusion.

She put the small plate and fork aside and shook her head to show she was full.

At this time, the auditorium has already become more crowded.Mary and her Hufflepuff boyfriend were dancing on the dance floor, and Regulus Black was accompanied by a girl who seemed to be a Slytherin. It looks familiar.

Lily and Snape arrived late, and both of them looked unhappy.

Lily walked ahead quickly, quite annoyed, and Snape chased after her, apparently apologetic and anxious.

This kind of scene is almost familiar to Anaska.

Snape's obsession with black magic and his choice of friends have long been completely out of Lily's range of acceptance. Almost as soon as the two of them touched this topic, Lily would get angry.Snape reassured her, but never really changed himself.If Lily mentioned the unsightly things his friends did, Snape would prevaricate with the arrogant and arrogant things that James Potter did, as if Lily would just prove that James was more dirty and evil than him. Not angry.

Snape's efforts were misdirected. He didn't seem to realize that his constant slander of James would only increase Lily's attention to James.

Snape seemed unwilling to wash his hair even on this occasion, or it was really not clean, and his attire was not decent enough. The cuffs and collar of his gown had raw edges, which seemed out of place with the entire auditorium.

Lily and Snape quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Anaska withdrew her gaze and was about to turn around when she found Sirius staring at her intently.

Anaska was startled, and touched her face vigilantly, afraid of any dirt, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No, nothing." Sirius covered the back of Anaska's hand with his hand, gently cupping her face, his hand was about a circle bigger than Anaska's, "You It was beautiful tonight."

Before Anaska could react, he suddenly leaned over quickly and kissed Anaska's face, very lightly and quickly, not much different from being lightly touched by a feather, but Anaska Ka felt the place heat up.

Her vision was so full of Sirius Black that she suddenly couldn't see anything else, neither the people standing next to them nor the elaborate Christmas decorations.

So that when Sirius asked her "will you go dancing", Anaska agreed without struggling in a trance.

The mistletoe hanging on the roof seemed to be denser now than at the beginning.

This small green plant became very clear in Anaska's sight, and Anaska snapped back to her senses.She avoided this plant subconsciously, not because she didn't want to kiss Sirius, but because she was faintly afraid of it, afraid that it would develop too fast, and that once it got deep, she would never be able to pull it out.

Walking to the edge of the dance floor, Anaska put her hands on Sirius' shoulders, and Sirius supported her back.

Sirius is much taller than Anaska, but this height difference is just right, and the male partner can easily lead the female partner.Sirius dances with unmistakable force, and he's dominant of the two, with Anaska having little control other than to follow his steps, spinning at the right moment.

Not everyone dances according to the old rules. Some people around them are just twisting their bodies desperately, even ignoring the beat of the music, which is very wild.She didn't like it that way, and she'd thought Sirius would be more inclined to do it that way.

But Anaska soon discovered that the distance between her and Sirius was closer than that of other people, especially when she turned around at a certain pace, she would find that Sirius was ready for the throwing Hugs.

Anaska doesn't mind dancing with other people's lead, but when she finds that they are getting closer to a clump of mistletoe, she will still subconsciously be nervous, and then try to reverse the track and adjust the dancing position to another direction.

Anaska sometimes felt dizzy, the kind of dizziness where she couldn't concentrate anymore.But a glimpse of the mistletoe brought her back to life in a pinch.

After she forced a few changes of pace, Sirius raised an eyebrow.

Without warning, Anaska felt that Sirius' right hand resting on her shoulder blade was gently exerting force, bringing their bodies closer together.Her dance partner changed her original dancing posture to hug her with one arm and clasp the back of her head with the other.

Before she knew what it meant, Sirius' lips were on hers.

Closing the eyes was a subconscious action, because the upper body kept leaning back, Anaska had to hug Sirius' neck to prevent from falling.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, only the music was playing tirelessly.

The sight was pitch black, Anaska could feel the temperature from the other party more sensitively, feel the friction between the lips more clearly, and forget that this is a dance floor, there are people from four colleges around, Mary and Lily both Nearby.

Sirius' kissing was as aggressive as it was dancing, without any discipline.His hard-to-disguise jerk actually reassured Anaska, let her know that they were the same, and gave her the courage to stand on tiptoe and respond unskillfully.

Sirius had had a little wine, and she tasted a little wine, which she didn't hate, but her dizziness seemed to be getting worse, making her a little unsteady.

Anaska didn't know how long the kiss lasted, anyway, if she didn't stop, she would get drunk.

When she opened her eyes again and saw the bright lights in the auditorium, Anaska thought she had arrived in another world in confusion. She suddenly thought: Is kissing also a kind of magic?

The brief silence on the dance floor ended, and there was a whistling sound from somewhere, which Anaska thought sounded like James.Soon someone responded to the whistle, and different people blew several times in high and low tones, and almost everyone showed them ambiguous smiles, that kind of friendly and playful smiles.

Slughorn lovingly raised his goblet full of mead.

Lily looked complicated, and she had already drawn out her wand.

Mary blinked at her desperately, but Anaska couldn't be distracted from responding, her heart was beating much faster than ever.

Anaska raised her head, and there was only a clean ceiling and a crystal-clear chandelier on it. She asked suspiciously, "Is there no mistletoe here?"

"What do you want that kind of thing for?" Sirius replied close to her ear, his voice was hoarse than before, "I want to kiss you, will you refuse me?"

Anaska could no longer bring herself to remember what it was to be embarrassed, and she even had the urge to laugh at this moment.

Because she is really irresistible, she can feel the happiness and longing, like she has been waiting for this moment since birth.

She buried her head in Sirius' shoulder.When her boyfriend whispered "I love you" in her ear, Anaska mumbled back to him.

"I love you too."

Since she has absolutely no idea what the speed of love progress is, don't force it, let it be.

When Anaska quietly retreated from the dance floor with Sirius on her arm, she still felt that someone was watching them secretly.Now, she wanted to draw the curtains on all sides of them, to hide from the prying eyes of others.

She and Sirius stayed close to each other and chatted all night in front of the French windows in the corner.

It was a bright night, the crescent moon was bright enough to light up the sky, and each star was serenading its own tune.

A long, long time later, when Anaska thought about it, she still hoped that time could stop at this moment forever, until eternity.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_I think of a sad story as I write.

When he was learning ballroom dancing back then, the handsome uncle Ben was undoubtedly a male step dancer.

My dance partner is a very cute and cute girl. Although she is not my CP, we usually have a good relationship.

_(:з」∠)_But!yes!This girl dances well!powerful!Potential!

I was literally being dragged away by her with female steps!Jump from the front of the classroom to the end of the classroom.

...By the way, I haven't learned women's steps yet...

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I'm already planning to break up with CP =333=

It's so difficult, I can't write roughly, I really want to divide it into 20 times to accumulate experience...

...However, at this critical moment, I don't have a boyfriend who can break up...

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_(:з」∠)_

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I originally planned to write a 2000-word tongue kiss to make up the word count, but it turned out that the recent crackdown can't even write tongue kiss==.

Set of cigarettes, I had to write a plot [anger.