[HP] A Brief History of Time

Even though he knew how the game would end, Draco still felt unsatisfied when the game came to an end and they descended the fuchsia-carpeted stairs.He was rarely excited like a child, and he didn't care that Virginia's eyelids were already fighting up and down, and he was still talking to her, as if determined to make her a Quidditch know-it-all in no time-Brace wanted to say, but Every time Draco took the conversation away, he was so bored that he rolled his eyes.

"Virginia! Hi!" At the corner of the stairs, an excited Hermione squeezed up from behind the crowd, followed by a large group of people intermittently behind her.

A group of redheads quickly occupied this small open space.

Draco shut his mouth and glanced at the unshaven man in the middle of a group of redheads - the cleared Sirius, the heir to the Black estate.

Regardless of blood relationship or what happened in the previous school year, Sirius couldn't speak ill of this nephew, so he nodded perfunctorily and continued to talk about the competition with Mr. Weasley.

"Sirius got the tickets, but the seat was not as good as Ron's father. The director of the sports department gave an explanation in our box, and we had a good view," Hermione said Holding all kinds of gadgets in the market, chatting excitedly, no different from Draco's appearance just now, "I saw the appearance of the trophy at such a close distance, my God, I'm so excited!"

Ron on the side proudly puffed out his chest, as if the great man was him.Virginia's occasional glance at him made him feel a hot flush on his face.

One summer vacation passed, and Virginia's stature was drawn again.This feeling was even more obvious because he didn't wear a large black school robe outside the school.She is no longer the little girl that other people only think she is beautiful when they look at her, but they don't care too much about her.Although her lip line and cheeks still retain childishness, the glances in those squinted eyes have already begun to make a teenager blush.

At least Ron was starting to stutter in front of her, and George and Fred were winking at each other, and were already talking shoulder to shoulder about how to tease and tease their little brother.

Harry was still full of innocence, and he didn't notice that his friend was red in front of the beautiful female classmate.He was still a little uncomfortable standing in front of Draco, and the rumors about the Malfoy family were already rampant.In the top box, old Warrington and Fudge were talking, inside and out, that Draco was going to be a fatherless child.Sirius also has five points of confidence in the veracity of these rumors.

It was hard to be pitied, Harry held back his emotions, and asked nonchalantly how Draco's summer was going.

Draco looked away from Ron, nodded at him, and answered irrelevantly, "Be careful tonight, Potter."

Harry stared at him suspiciously, but he had moved away and stood beside Hermione, blocking Ron's view.

The crowd of Gryffindors had already made Mr. Parkinson frown, and he interrupted his wife's conversation with Mrs. Zabini about the upcoming new collection of the Fuga clothing store, politely indicating that they still have important business.

Mrs. Parkinson said with resentment, "What can you do..."

Mrs. Zabini nodded to them as if she didn't hear them, and walked to Virginia and Brace, "Put your hat on, we should go back."

Virginia couldn't keep her eyes open, and said goodbye to Hermione.

All the way to the accommodation tent is brightly lit, singing and laughing.Mrs. Zabini was quickly picked up by Mr. Doyle who came in a hurry, and only the three of them were left in the crowd all the way back.

Back in the tent, Draco put Virginia to sleep, and took Blaise to cast a privacy spell and a silence spell on the outside of her room.

"It must be noisy tonight, let her sleep well," Draco said.

"Draco, the situation is worse than we imagined. You used herbs to make your father sick in Italy. What is the practical significance of this matter? In fact, I have begun to understand your ideas." Blaise showed his body Lie down on the bed in the bedroom, "Sitting there today, I have already heard no less than five women being curious about Virginia." He sighed, "In the final analysis, it is because you are too close to her, Several people in Slytherin are getting engaged this year, and I dare say that because Malfoy's influence on the Ministry of Magic is not as good as before, many people have already set their eyes on Malfoy's Gallon."

"Maybe after tonight, their minds won't be with me." Draco sneered slightly when he thought of Parkinson frequently checking the time, which made Blaise look puzzled.

The sudden noise at night startled Blaise, he sat up from his sleep, and saw Draco sitting by the bed, fully dressed, as if he hadn't slept all the time.

"Mrs. Zabini hasn't come back," he said quickly. "You stay in the tent and don't go anywhere. Virginia is still sleeping. I have to go out and take a look and be back soon."

"Wait!" Before Blaise finished speaking, Draco had already lifted the curtain and plunged into the darkness.

Blaise lit a lamp, walked out of the room, and sat in the living room. The shouting outside became farther and farther away, making it seem unusually quiet here.

After an unknown amount of time, the door curtain was thrown open, Blaise jumped up from his seat, and pointed his wand at the person who came, only to find that it was Mrs. Zabini with a dignified face.

"Where's Will and Draco?" Mrs. Zabini asked, "Pack up your bags, we'll be leaving as soon as the sun shines."

"What happened? Draco is still outside and hasn't come back."

As soon as Blaise finished speaking, Draco had already got into the tent.He exchanged a glance with Mrs. Zabini. Even though he had foreseen that this scene might still appear as in his previous life, when he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't hide the fear and heaviness in his heart.

He let Mrs. Zabini tell Blaise about the Dark Mark just now, and he walked into Virginia's room while he was there.

Virginia was still sleeping, but she was obviously not stable. Her two beautifully shaped long eyebrows were slightly clustered, as if she had experienced something unpleasant in her dream.

Draco sat on the edge of the bed, and slightly pulled out her hand that was pressed under the pillow. Sure enough, the blue amber was shining blue in the night.

Draco held Virginia's slender wrist, his thumb lightly stroking the surface of the blue amber.

When he found out this amber to make a ring, Draco once asked Madam Malfoy about its origin, but she was vague, she just said that she bought it from an old lady, and she urgently needed a large sum of Galleons, see In the face of the old man, Mrs. Malfoy bought this jewel that she didn't like very much.Judging from her various descriptions, the old lady must be Mrs. Gibbs, the housekeeper of Molly Manor.

While he was meditating on the past in silence, Virginia suddenly opened her eyes from the sweat.

The light of blue amber faded quickly.

"Draco?" Virginia called him softly, "Why are you here?" She took her hand out of Draco's, sat up, and looked at him questioningly, "How is it outside?"

"It hasn't changed. I even secretly followed Harry all the way to the place where the Dark Mark was shot, but I still haven't seen who shot the Dark Mark. Apart from guaranteeing our own lives and interests, we have fallen into a passive position. " Draco said in a low voice.

Virginia grabbed Draco's hand, "Stop talking silly, Draco, and don't let the blood of Norman's knight in your body haunt you. As long as we can avoid the tragedy of our previous life, we can't say ours The situation is passive."

Draco shook his head and laughed, "It's not easy at all. What are you dreaming about, Will?" He brushed the hair from her forehead.

Virginia made a relaxed smile on purpose, "I'm afraid I already know the secret room underground in Malfoy Manor."

This was a dream about her being imprisoned in a secret room.

Draco couldn't smile at all, and got up to sit next to her, "Sorry, Virginia. I really hope you don't have any memories of your previous life right now."

"There's nothing wrong with it. I can search for answers in the past," Virginia smiled. "Amber is a natural container of time, which can store time from thousands of years ago. Aunt Hermione once said this The piece of blue amber is thousands of years old. I am afraid that it was one of the pieces after the Amber Room was dismantled and was acquired by the Clackenthorpe family. If there is any time magic, it is probably not as powerful as using amber. I only I have owned it for a little while, but it surprises me that it can store the memory of my previous life. I haven't figured it out yet."

"It's fine if you don't understand it," Draco said, "I hope you can learn some spells to protect yourself as soon as possible, and you will no longer be affected by dreams, it will not be good for your rest at all."

"Nothing," said Virginia.

At this time, Mrs. Zabini leaned in and took a look at the two of them, "Why don't you turn on the light when you are talking? You can sleep a little longer, Will," she paused, and then said, "Are you afraid, how about me and you?" sleep together?"

"Oh, I'm not afraid, Auntie."

Mrs. Zabini did not leave, but stood at the door with folded arms and watched Draco walk out of her room before closing the door again for her.Re-cast the Silencer Charm.

"Virginia doesn't understand, and I don't believe you don't either, Mr. Malfoy." Mrs. Zabini looked at Draco with slight displeasure. "It's not a gentleman to walk into a girl's room in the middle of the night." Demeanor."

Blaise sat on the sofa and secretly made a helpless expression.

Draco paused, and said solemnly, "Mrs. Zabini, this Christmas, I will be engaged to Virginia."

Mrs. Zabini seemed to hear something absurd, "This sentence really makes me laugh, should we be grateful for Dade? This is not an excuse for your inappropriate behavior. It is not only you who have the right to choose, let alone What you say doesn’t count.” She seemed to notice something, and looked back at Blaise, who was winking at Draco, “Oh, to be honest, Blaise also likes Will.”

Blaise rolled his eyes, and fell back neatly on the sofa to show that he was shot innocently.