[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

"No, no, no——" As she ran down the stairs, a force made her fall to the ground, an invisible rope caught her as she tried to escape, and then she begged a faceless person, "Don't be here! "

"Not here?"

Her lips were chapped, mixed with sand, and she tasted blood.

"Go somewhere else." She begged, "Your place, anywhere, not here."

"Really?" He smiled lowly, sliding his fingers through her smooth hair, "Be obedient."

……

Mogara walked down the corridor with an envelope in her left hand.Seeing her, the little girl playing at the corner of the stairs hurriedly threw away the candy wrapper in her hand.Mojiala smiled slightly at her: "It's Eve, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Eve blinked with a smile, "But Ada is not good today."

"is it?"

"She was crying very hard. Because Mrs. Hopps didn't take care of her in time." The girl tilted her head slyly to observe Mojara's face, "Mrs. Hopps said she was very busy."

"I see." Mojiala curled her lips, but she didn't show any emotion after all. She generously pulled out a note from the envelope, "Go and buy some candies."

……

A force yanked Edgar out of the captive's memory.He bumped into the wall behind him, and Edgar swung them back as the Aurors crowded around worriedly.His entire back hurt from the impact, but he didn't care to gasp: "Do you know Occlumency?"

Even in this day and age, Occlumency is rare.As far as Edgar knew, Rozier was naturally one of the few Occlumency experts in the school of the mysterious man, but he did not expect that the prisoner in front of him was also a master.

The prisoner gritted his teeth and did not speak, quickly covering up the panic in his eyes.

"Who taught you? Rozier, or Parkinson?" Edgar was actually more curious about what she wanted to hide.After all, the fragments he saw were fragmented, and none of them seemed to be related to Death Eaters.

But he knew she would never answer.

"Come with me." He thought for a while, then turned his head and said to Sirius.

The two went outside.After making sure that no one would hear this conversation, Edgar began to organize his words carefully: "Once upon a time... you lived in a small building in Greenwich, right? The second floor?"

"Yes." Sirius frowned.

"The mailbox downstairs is red?" He got an affirmative answer again. Edgar realized that things were getting more and more difficult, but he had to be honest with his partner. He sighed and chose to tell the truth. "I saw the day Hyacinth was taken away."

She is really hungry.

She estimated that she had been locked here for more than twenty hours.It stands to reason that the Ministry of Magic shouldn't treat a prisoner like her badly, after all, she is still useful to them.But the Aurors guarding her checked the chains and left the interrogation room reassuredly, as if they believed that she would not be able to escape under the impenetrable surveillance of the Ministry of Magic.

Betray Rozier?

That was impossible... She couldn't afford to betray her.

She had experienced such extreme hunger once before, and she failed that time, and she couldn't do it this time anyway.She tried to move her locked legs, but they were already a little numb.

Someone was rustling in the corridor outside, and she turned her head to hear what they were saying.

"Veritaserum? When will the new batch be ready?"

"At least another week and a half. You know, we're in short supply."

She finally recognized Sirius' voice.Without thinking about it, she lowered her head and pretended to fall asleep, only to hear the sound of footsteps approaching, the iron door creaked, the aroma of food drifted over slowly, and a dull pain came from her hungry stomach honestly .She had no choice but to put on a sleepy look and pretend she had just woken up.

"woke up?"

Sirius put the dinner plate on the table, went to her chair, and waved his wand to break the chain.

She quietly moved her stiff limbs under the cover of a large cloak, fixed her eyes on the bread and hot soup on the dinner plate, swallowed unconsciously, but did not move.

"There's no Veritaserum in here." He pierced through her sneaky thoughts, and said lightly, "It doesn't matter if you're not hungry, I can give it to the foreign friend next door—"

She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, as if she wanted to confirm the truth of what she said.Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, she didn't need any extra instructions from him, she had already eagerly tore open the bread and dipped it into the soup.

No matter who it is, she has successfully taught her to be a qualified lady.The way she eats is so elegant, even if she is very hungry, she will not gobble it up.Sirius remembered that she used to show off her unique skill of tying cherry stems with her tongue. She said it was a sign of being good at kissing... He still remembered her playful and smug smile when she said this. In the interrogation room of the ministry, he could only smile bitterly at these past events.

"Okay," she pushed away the plate and wiped the corners of her lips with a napkin, "what do you want to ask?"

He didn't answer, but walked around behind her and gathered her scattered strands of long hair into a bunch.Her body froze slowly with his movements, and he had been fascinated by her profusely messy hair more than once between the beds.As a lover he could lean down and kiss her hair anytime, but as an Auror he was not supposed to touch any part of his captive when he was alone.

"It was my fault. Did you ever blame me?"

"Wrong? How could it be your fault." She couldn't continue to sit on the chair calmly, she avoided his fingers, "I don't even understand what you are talking about."

It was the longest sentence she had uttered since she was brought here.This already proves many things.

"Is it wrong for me to lose you and make you like this? I'm sorry... Hyacinth."

She shivered slightly, but it wasn't from the cold.When he said that name, she suddenly understood the origin of the cloak that was draped over her shoulders.

"I'm not--"

Before she could finish, Sirius sealed her mouth.

The sudden kiss caught her off guard, but fortunately he was just impulsive.After the brief entanglement between the two, Sirius quickly let her go, but did not leave, but stayed above her, their noses almost touching each other.

It was so close, she held her breath, wondering if she could look him in the eyes and continue lying.

"Hyatings," Sirius asked in a low voice, "should I force you to tell me what happened to you during the years we were apart?"

"What nonsense are you talking about..." She wanted to struggle, but Sirius put his hand on her slender neck and pressed down slightly.

For a moment she thought he hated her so much that he wanted to strangle her to pay for everything in the past, but then he just used his fingers and the back of his hand to stroke the skin from her chin to her collarbone back and forth.It seems to be a caress, but it is faintly dangerous.The long surrender made her understand what the harbinger of threat was: "I can tell you...something else."

"I don't want to know other things. They are beyond the scope of my concern. Edgar saw some silhouettes, and now I want to know the answers to those mysteries about you."

Some things can't wait any longer.Edgar couldn't ask, he came in person.