[HP] look at you

Olivia felt that this Christmas was really not easy.

Before Pansy could deal with it, Snape's Patronus flew to the office and told her that Draco was unconscious.

Pan Xi, who was next to her, also heard it, and her face turned pale.

Olivia glanced at her, thought for a while, and asked her, "Do you want to go with me or stay here?"

Of course Pansy wanted to see what was going on with Draco, but she knew that Malfoy Manor would never welcome her.And the problem on her side hasn't been resolved yet, if Professor Orpington just takes her away...

All kinds of thoughts swarmed in her mind, and she heard Professor Orpington's steady and powerful voice, "You just need to say what you think, and don't worry about the rest."

Pansy opened her mouth, as if in an invisible confrontation with some force that imprisoned her.

After a while, she finally said softly, "I want to go, Professor Orpington."

Olivia rushed to Malfoy Manor with Pansy. Lucius was holding his cane in the living room, and he relaxed his tense face slightly after seeing her appear.

His eyes swept across Pansy next to him, without stopping, and took Olivia to Draco's room.

"What's going on?" Olivia asked.

Lucius briefly explained what happened at that time.

Knowing that she was actually the victim of this conflict, Pan Xi couldn't help clasping her palms tightly.

"Is it something to do with the dream he's been having all this time?" Lucius asked.

For so many years, he had been harboring worries about Draco's dreams. The content of the dreams was so real and terrifying that he couldn't help wondering if Voldemort had cursed the Malfoy family who had betrayed him before his death.

Everyone knows that Voldemort is also very good at cursing.

Olivia comforted him, "Don't think about it, if Voldemort wants to curse, he must first target me and Severus, and it's not your turn."

"...Then you and Severus haven't had children for so many years, haven't you..." Lucius finally expressed his true thoughts.

"..." If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Olivia would have wanted to kick his head, which had been absorbed by the blond hair, "If Voldemort's curse really came true in such a boring place, I'd really like it." I want to give him a round of applause.”

While speaking, he had arrived at Draco's room, and Snape was bending over to observe Draco's face. There was a chest-high wooden medicine cabinet by his feet—this was specially customized by Olivia for him. Alchemy Item - Hold a bottle of potion in your hand and fan it under his nose.

Narcissa nervously grabbed her fingers and paced back and forth, her eyes lit up when she saw Olivia appear.

"Olivia, look at Draco." Although she had never had much affection for Lucius, her cousin, she was willing to plead with the most humble gesture for Draco.

Olivia nodded and walked to the bed.

Draco lay bloodless, his brow furrowed, and the shifting eyeballs under his eyelids showed that he was deeply entangled in a dream.

Olivia threw a few spells to detect physical conditions on him, and the reflected light effects showed that he hadn't suffered any physical damage, but his spirit and soul were suffering a huge impact.

Olivia thought for a while, and said to Snape, "Give him the soul restoration potion."

Narcissa took a light breath.

Lucius also used it after Voldemort disappeared, and the potion aimed at the soul would cause great pain, and even Lucius cried out in pain at that time.

Narcissa covered her lips as if she had felt the pain, and Lucius pressed her shoulder to comfort her silently.

Snape took out a bottle of light-colored potion in a special crystal bottle from the medicine cabinet, "A drop first?"

Olivia nodded.

Snape pinched Draco's chin, carefully poured a drop into his mouth, and waited.

Draco didn't respond.

The two looked at each other, and Snape added two more drops, then three drops, four drops—after almost half of the potion in the crystal bottle was poured, Draco suddenly convulsed violently like an electric shock, With a miserable cry, he rolled over on the bed with his body arched.

Narcissa was about to break free from Lucius' arms immediately to see Draco's situation, but was firmly fixed in place by Lucius.

"Sissy, don't get in their way..." he said in a low voice.

Snape caught Draco's jaw to prevent him from biting himself, and Olivia cast the spell again to observe the state of his soul.

The spell presents a golden and black flickering entangled dark light, like two snakes fighting fiercely with their tails attached.

At the same time, Draco began to whisper.

"Father……"

"Shut up Potter...don't talk to my mother like that..."

"No one can help me..."

"I don't...I can't...I have to..."

"Professor Bubbaji..."

"I don't know... I don't recognize..."

"Granger...don't kill her...Potter...don't kill him..."

"Mother...I'm still alive...save me...Mom..."

The sound of "Mom" completely defeated Narcissa, she pushed Lucius away and ran to the bed, holding Draco's hand tightly, calling tremblingly, "Draco, Draco, Mom is here, you Wake up..."

Draco couldn't seem to hear, still struggling.

"Professor Dumbledore..."

"Sir, Mr. Snape..."

"No, stop it, Harry..."

"Pansy!" Draco sobbed suddenly.

The girl who had been huddled in the corner and merged with the shadow trembled.

"Pansy...Pansy...where are you?" Draco's eyes were tightly closed with tears rolling down his face.

Pansy subconsciously took a foot forward, but then paused, as if wanting to step back again.

However, Draco kept whimpering, like a lost child full of fear, looking for the key to open the lock, "Pansy...Pansy..."

Pansy took a hard step forward, as if kicking some shackles, and ran to Draco's side - Narcissa even took a step back to make room for her.

In front of her son, she didn't care about her likes and dislikes.

"Draco..." Pansy took his cold and wet hand carefully, and said softly, "Draco, did you hear me? I'm here, none of that is real, open your eyes, open your eyes and you will I can come back..."

"You're not...no...you're not..." Draco shook his head confusedly.

At this time, the two entangled dark lights suddenly brightened, and began to slowly merge, showing a smoky silver-gray.This change intensified Draco's pain, and he let out a moan as if dying, and then passed out again, lying lifeless, not writhing or making a sound.

Several people in the room stopped breathing almost simultaneously.

Olivia put her hands on Draco's flattened chest, and calmly said after a while: "It's okay, his physical condition has been fine."

Only then did Narcissa gasp loudly, looking at the pale and weak Draco couldn't help but choked up and said, "What's going on? Why did he suffer from this..."

Olivia was silent for a moment, touched Draco's sweaty forehead, and said, "You guys change him first, and Severus and I will stay here until he wakes up."

Snape put all the potions back into the potion cabinet, closed the door, and waited until the chest-high cabinet automatically folded and shrunk to the size of a matchbox, and he put it into the inner pocket of his clothes.

The two walked out of the room with Pansy. Seeing that Lucius and Narcissa had no time to be distracted, Olivia called out the house elf to take Pansy to the room to rest, while she and Severus walked to the room at the end of the corridor. By the window, waiting side by side.

After a while, Snape asked in a low voice, "You have no idea?"

Olivia looked at him sideways, her heart was not as calm as it appeared.

She had already caught a glimpse of Draco's sleep talking, that he seemed to be going through what he should have been through, but because of her intervention, it couldn't happen.

Just why is this happening?And why Draco?

Or is this just the beginning, and there will be others in the same situation as Draco?

Could it be... Severus?

It terrified her.

Olivia seldom has fear of panic, and even if she does, she will not let herself be dominated by it.But now, she had the feeling that she was stepping on the spire of a high tower, and there was a dark abyss underneath, and she was crumbling.

What if the peaceful and happy life in front of her was just an illusion, if the wheel of fate they violated would turn back on the right track after all, if she lost Severus...how would she face it?

Just imagining it made her feel suffocated.

Snape seemed to sense Olivia's panic, and gently put his arms around her shoulders, letting her lean into his arms.

He bowed his head and kissed her heart lightly, and the warm breath sprayed on her head, making Olivia's heart inexplicably settled down.

"In Draco's words just now, there are his parents, me, Harry, Pansy, Hermione, and even Dumbledore and Bubbaji, but..." He said in a low voice, "Without you."

Olivia moved, but Snape still held her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her in his own flesh, so that he wouldn't lose her.

He leaned against her forehead and said in a whisper, "No matter what the reason for Draco's behavior is, for me, the world without you cannot be real."

Draco seemed to see his death in a dream, but he didn't care.He is only willing to exist in the world where she exists, if she disappears...then he is willing to let his death become a reality.

Snape clasped Olivia's hand with the wedding ring, his voice was soft but firm, "No matter where we are, we are all together."

Olivia looked at the two rings next to each other, and then touched the pendant worn under her neck. This pendant no longer has the power to divert damage, but she still wears it all the time, and seems to be able to pass through it. Feel his heartbeat and body temperature.

She exhaled slowly, nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Nothing can stop them, not even destiny or death.

After changing Draco's clothes, Olivia and Snape returned to the room. Olivia told Lucius and Narcissa not to get in the way here, and drove them out to rest, while she and Snape Nepe sat on the edge of the bed and watched his changes all the time.

In the middle of the night, Olivia stared at the change of the magic light effect on Draco's body. When the two groups of golden and black rays of light completely merged into silver gray, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out from his body.

White light instantly enveloped Olivia and Snape next to them. Before they could react, the space they were in was twisted and folded like crumpled white paper, and a hole shaped like an animal pupil was opened. Olivia noticed that the amber pendant she put inside her clothes floated out, and a little red light inside shone like echoing the white light that surrounded them.

A gust of wind swept through the gap, engulfing Olivia and inhaling it.

This force was absolutely oppressive, Olivia had no power to resist, and only had time to grab Snape's pounced hand at the last moment before disappearing into the room.

It seemed that after a long time, and it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, the two of them fell to the ground from weightlessness.As soon as their feet were on the ground, Olivia and Snape quickly found a point of balance, and stood up against each other's backs, holding the wands drawn from their waists in their hands.

"All right?" Snape asked quietly.

"It's okay." Olivia endured the dizziness and nausea, and replied shortly.

The two watched the unfamiliar surroundings vigilantly.

It was a dilapidated old wooden house with peeling paper on the walls, and it was boarded up except for one window, and there was a dim light in the unnailed window, but It wasn't enough to dispel the darkness in this room, and there was only a flickering oil lamp in the corner that barely provided the light source.

There seemed to be faint noises coming from far away, and the wooden house was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made them feel ominous.

Olivia shook her wand lightly, and the flame on the oil lamp jumped up suddenly, forming a torch, making this empty room no longer have any dark corners that could be hidden.

Because of this, the man lying in the pool of blood appeared in the sight of the two without any cover.

Before Snape could react, Olivia had subconsciously used Apparition in such a small space, flashed to the side of the man, and knelt down.

His face as pale as ice and snow was smeared with spouts of blood, and his dark black eyes were empty. Even if the flames were burning at the side, it could not leave any warmth in his eyes.

The hideous wound piercing through the neck is still bleeding slowly, making one unable to help wondering whether there is really so much blood in a person's body, and whether they are determined to flow until the last drop.

Olivia touched his face tremblingly, tears welling up.

This was the first time Snape saw Olivia crying, such a sad expression made his heart tremble violently.

And at this time, he finally guessed the identity of that person from the face that was almost the same as his own.

That is himself.

Severus Snape.

The author has something to say:

My tear point is relatively low, and it’s okay to write about Brother Yan, but I can’t control it when I get to the professor.

And in order to write this, I read the original book and the movie several times...

Stabbing himself over and over again.

Heartache.

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