[HP] S·M event book

No.51 Hmm... secret.

When Saila passed the stairs, the place was horribly destroyed. There were gravel and dusty blood everywhere, and there were many traces of beasts scratching on the walls-all these were enough to prove how fierce the battle was at that time. .

Sara came to the bathroom in a hurry, and when she was at the door, she suddenly slowed down her steps. She held her breath, walked in on tiptoe, tilted her body to open the door of the compartment, and carefully looked in through the crack of the door— —Draco was leaning against the wall and breathing steadily, slightly messy hair hanging on his forehead, slightly covering his eyes.

The slender legs were slightly bent, and the toes were against the corner of the wall. He was not as thin as he imagined, on the contrary, he looked very strong.The shoulders are broad and thick, the muscles on the arms outline beautiful arcs, the smooth body exudes soft light under the dim light, the lines are soft and powerful, and the paleness shines with luster, like the statue of Adonis. Between power and seductive appeal.

Sai La felt her face was almost burning, and she didn't need to look in the mirror to know how red it was. She quickly took off her coat and wrapped it around him.

——As Snape said, Sierra only left a pair of underpants for Draco.

(Mother's insertion: I asked if there was a jingle cat on my underwear==)

Sierra tried to use a levitating spell on Draco, but unfortunately found that the boys and the feathers used in class were completely different things. She could only hug Draco while the effect of the polyjuice potion had not faded. ——Although it wasn't easy, it didn't take much effort.

Passing by the bathroom mirror, Sierra saw them now - Draco hugging Draco.This is really uncomfortable.She struggled for a moment, then quickly rushed past the mirror, and ran towards the medical wing as fast as she could.

There was no one in the corridor, but Sierra was not thankful for it.

Even though the Dark Mark appeared in the air, no one in the castle came out to move around.Moreover, the Death Eaters had made such a big commotion before, at least it would attract the attention of some professors.

Tonight's Hogwarts was quietly eerie, a little eerie.

Sierra faintly sensed that this should have something to do with Principal Dumbledore.

When Madam Pomfrey opened the door and saw the scene in front of her, she was immediately confused, as if she thought she hadn't woken up yet.

Sierra leaned into Draco's face and said softly, "I'm sorry to bother you at this time..."

Madam Pomfrey suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if she had been hit hard on the back of the head by an iron pan, "Who are you?"

"I'm Maurice." Saila said, "Principal Dumbledore asked me to come first."

Madam Pomfrey stepped back quickly to let them in.Sierra placed Draco on the bed, covered him carefully, and then waved his arms loosely to relieve the soreness.She looked out the window—the night sky was full of stars, but just before Sara came in, she found the Dark Mark hanging in the air, although it was about to dissipate.

"What's wrong with Malfoy?" Madam Pomfrey cast a few detection spells on Draco on the hospital bed, turning her head and asking... Well, this is really uncomfortable.

Polyjuice Potion is very common, but when a person whose nose is up to the sky suddenly becomes gentle and polite and a little shy, even knowing that it is fake does not immediately remove the psychological barrier.

Fearing that her actions would wake up Draco, Sierra quickly stopped her, "It's not a big problem, Professor Snape will come and see right away."

"Snape is not a big problem?" Madam Pomfrey questioned, and then she saw Sierra's hesitation, she could only sigh helplessly, "What are they messing with? At least the students should be protected. Safety."

Sera didn't know what to say, so she chose to change the topic, "Can you prepare a recovery potion for me? I want to change back to my clothes first."

Madam Pomfrey complied, and immediately walked away after telling Sierra not to make too much noise.

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In fact, Sera deliberately distracted Madam Pomfrey. She counted the time, and she was only a few minutes away from recovery.So Saila hugged her clothes and walked behind a barrier. Sure enough, after a while, her body began to shrink slowly. The trousers that were originally fitted slipped to the ground neatly, and the shirt covered her thighs, hanging loosely on her body. Quickly changed into his own clothes, then folded all the things that belonged to Draco, and then sat down beside Draco again.

He hadn't woken up yet, his brows were slightly frowned, but he was still sleeping soundly.Sara stretched out her fingers and rubbed between his brows gently, then reached under the quilt and took his hand, gently rubbing the thin calluses on his upper palm—his hands were cold, and Sara was a little worried about it Gave him a cold while hiding him in the bathroom.

"I'm sorry." Sara said softly.

It's like someone cut a small hole in a cloth bag full of sand, and the contents inside leaked out uncontrollably, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.

"...I'm sorry." Sierra muttered to herself, holding Draco's hand to her mouth, breathing on it lightly, trying to dispel the cold. "Dumbledore can't die...at least not now. If the savior's ability is directly proportional to his reputation, I won't take the risk."

A sharp pain appeared on the fingertips, which turned into sharp ice needles, continuously piercing Saila's heart, forcing her to tense slightly, and she smiled weakly, "I never thought of harming you. ...He promised me that he would release Mr. Malfoy, and he also promised that I would keep the Malfoy family after the war. How about as compensation? Even if you fail the mission, that person will not kill you...I promise. And after After this incident, that person will not reuse you again, so as to prevent you from getting closer to him.” She paused, then closed her eyes ironically, “Actually, I’m really bad. The two conditions are more to cover up my own purpose, I was afraid he would find out that I was an impostor—but he did. I seem to be self-defeating... I am like a dog on a leash now— again."

Sierra leaned tiredly on the edge of the bed, resting her pillow on Draco's palm, staring at a certain point in front of her without focus, "As long as a person is greedy, he will be punished. At first, I only dared to play my temper occasionally... ...Why did it become like this? If the target of betrayal is not that person, he will definitely praise me - he doesn't like my timid character. If he finds out, he will definitely kill me. For him Blood relationship is nothing at all..."

Her head was getting more and more confused, she hardly knew what she was talking about, and she couldn't remember what she had said, just pouring out incoherently what she had been suppressing.

With a splitting headache, Saila held his hand tightly. After a while, her back trembled uncontrollably. The coldness in her heart buried her like a tsunami, and the suffocation brought by drowning made her gasp silently. , her throat was sore and swollen as if cursed, on the contrary, her eyes were always dry.

"I just... want to get back what originally belonged to me, and then live in a world without him." After an unknown amount of time, she made a hoarse voice, and some unexpectedly broken vocal cords could still produce some tones.

She gradually calmed down, stared at the person on the bed lightly, and whispered: "If...if I'm still alive in the future...we..."

She leaned down slowly, closed her eyes gently, her golden bangs swept across her forehead, and finally fell on his eyelashes, intertwining each other.

It feels soft to the touch on the lips.

It was like sipping marshmallows when she was a kid.

Some cold, some warm.

It is not clear who is transmitting their temperature.

"secret……"

Absolutely...cannot let you find out.

The author has something to say: If I can't blow up the Overlord this time, I will...

【sinister smile】