[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

"Edgar said you've been in a bad mood recently." Remus asked, "What's wrong?"

He asked Edgar not to tell others about Mo Jiala's true identity, and considering various reasons, Edgar agreed.Outside of their group, she was known only as Mrs. Parkinson.Logically speaking, Sirius shouldn't have hidden anything from Remus, but he really didn't know how to open his mouth to tell this dramatic story.

"It's nothing, just a little busy."

Remus didn't care, he was more concerned about another question: "Where's Harry? You left him at home tonight?"

"Yeah." After finding out that Harry liked her a lot, he gradually relaxed his control.

He had overheard Harry asking her name, but she refused to reveal it, allowing Harry to ask her in various ways.In the end, Harry returned without success. Since then, when he and Sirius talked about the "guest" living on the second floor, they always used "she" instead.

This person seems to have acquired a kind of secrecy, or in other words, ambiguity, because of the person being addressed.

"It's a pity, I still want to see him, and I don't know if Harry has grown taller." At this time, the wine they ordered was delivered, and Remus blinked at the other side, "Would you like to say hello?" ?”

Over there are several witches who are also in the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic.Sirius saw through Remus' plan, and shook his head like countless times before, "Not interested."

"It's up to you." Remus snickered, "Someone came to strike up a conversation with you."

Sirius looked up, and got a habitual headache again: the person who came was an assistant from the Department of Legal Enforcement, and from the first day she reported to the Ministry of Magic, she had fallen into a fascination with Sirius and couldn't extricate herself.Although he has hinted countless times, she still does not intend to give up.

"Good luck," Remus said gleefully.

"Can I buy you a glass of wine?" The girl boldly asked, and ordered a glass of "Passion Coast" without waiting for him to refuse. Her purpose was obvious.

"Is it such an exciting game as soon as you come here?" The people watching the play laughed happily.

"Shut up, Mr. Lupine, or I'll put poison in the wolf's poison/potion in front of you."

"Hey!" Remus yelled strangely, "Don't pay attention to her, let's go."

"You can leave if you want," the girl provocatively handed the dangerous cocktail to Sirius, "My money can't be paid in vain."

"Okay, miss." Sirius took the glass and drank it in front of her, "Thank you for the wine, but unfortunately, I don't want to date anyone recently."

This is a straightforward refusal.

The girl curled her lips, unwilling to speak, but stopped talking.

Sirius was very preoccupied, and Lupine invited him to another place for another drink, but he refused on the grounds that he wanted to go home and take care of Harry.Unexpectedly, as soon as he Apparated on the steps of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the tip of his nose caught a strange fragrance in the air.

Damn it!After all, he was also a former top student at Hogwarts, and he immediately realized that he was almost put together by that girl.

Fortunately, he got home in time, otherwise Lupine would have another reason to taunt him.Sirius remembered that he put all the potions in the pantry cupboard during the last cleaning, so he didn't dare to delay and walked towards the kitchen.

A soft body suddenly slammed into his arms, and the faint fragrance paralyzed his brain and seduced his heart.

He may be drunk.

"I'm sorry." The remaining consciousness ordered him to leave, but the sinking mind told him to continue.

He hadn't slept like this in a long time.Ever since James and Lily had passed away and Harry had been placed in his care, he had been in a light sleep, always alert and ready to fight.

He blinked his sleepy eyes, the curtains in front of him seemed a little strange.He turned over in a daze, and pulled off the sweat-soaked quilt wrapped around his waist.

The strange touch made him sit up suddenly, and found that he was /not/hanging at all.Sirius opened his eyes, and then he was awake for a moment: this was not his bedroom, but he had a vague feeling that this place was not unfamiliar in the darkness.A dreadful surmise came to him, his heart pounded, vaguely confirmed by confused memory, and he lit the lamp almost tremblingly.However, when the light was turned on in the bedroom, the tiny fluke in his heart was ruthlessly snuffed out.

What did he do.

He still thought he was a senior member of the Order of the Phoenix, how could he be so unconscious!

Hyacinth...

He bent down to pick up his robe from the ground, and walked downstairs with a guilty conscience.

She didn't light the lamp, curled up on the sofa by herself, with her chin resting on her knees, like a hurt animal.

"I'm sorry." Sirius knew it sounded weak.Scenes from last night began to replay in his mind, and he remembered how he grabbed her and dragged her into the bedroom.She resisted, struggled, told him to stop, but he ignored it.Slowly she gave up, and as for him, the back was a blur.He seemed to be kissing and biting her carelessly.

No no no, that's not the point.The point is, what happened last night should never have happened.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I—I'm out of control," he stammered, ashamed and remorseful, "You, you, are you okay?"

She was silent for a long time, and he started to get a little nervous.Silence is usually a harbinger of a storm, and he would rather she beat him than be silent.

"Is there something wrong with you?" he asked uneasily. "Going to St. Mungo's? Contacting...someone?"

Should I tell the Ministry of Magic?

After all, this is rape with solid evidence.

She closes her eyes.In the stormy night before, apart from the fright and pain at the beginning, her mind was full of dizzy joy and pleasure for the rest of the time.It's a shame.She had a chance to push him away, but when he bowed his head to kiss her, her heart was pounding and her body was weak.They have been separated for so long, emotionally distant as strangers, yet physically in tune, faithfully responding to each other.

When she woke up earlier, she felt a little time-distorted for a while, but she quickly regained consciousness.Picking up her leftover clothes and fleeing in a panic, wishing she could get as far away from here as possible.This is a big mistake.

It wasn't some kind of affectionate affair, and she didn't expect him to admit that it was a resurgence of old love. When she looked into his eyes, she saw the shadow of the love potion. It turned out that she had accidentally climbed on the other girl's place. his bed.It was just a ridiculous night.A one-night stand with some violence.

"You go," she said after a long time, a century later, "I have something to tell Edgar."

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Remus Lupin: 27 years old.Codenamed "Moon Face".Head of the Werewolf Registration and Supervision Office under the Department of Magical Creature Practice Control of the Ministry of Magic, and a member of the Order of the Phoenix.Guided Sirius out of the shadows after James' death and became his closest friend.As a half-blood wizard, Remus has great enthusiasm for Muggle culture.