[HP] S·M event book

No.62 Hmm... Draco. (4)

He's a mean Slytherin.

……

【Then... I have another mission for you, Draco, it's very simple, I hope you won't let me down. 】

[I guarantee that you will be satisfied. 】

[Bring over the little Wilton girl. 】

There was a clinking dinner, and everyone was celebrating Zachary Bryan's formal acceptance of the family business.

Draco was standing in the corner with champagne - although this position was inconspicuous, he could clearly observe everyone in the hall, and he saw Anne Wilton at a glance.

She was chatting with a few friends around, but she could tell she was absent-minded, because she would peek at Zachary Bryan who was socializing from time to time.

Draco subconsciously stroked the smooth glass with his fingertips.

[You seem to be in a bad mood. ] Zachary walked up to him and whispered, smiling from time to time to those who looked towards him.

【No," Draco said flatly, 【just tired. 】

【me too. 】Zachary smiled, took a sip of champagne casually, then raised his chin in the direction of Anne, 【I noticed that you have been watching Annie for a long time. 】

Draco shrugged noncommittally, [This also means that you have observed me for a long time. 】

Zachary smiled nonchalantly, [There are indeed some things about you that deserve my second look at you. 】

【my pleasure. 】Dracopi said with a smile, 【For example? 】

【You know. ] Zachary said, 【Sira likes you a lot. 】

Draco squinted his eyes, and when he was about to say something, a waiter came to Zachary's side and whispered something in his ear. Zachary's face changed slightly, and then he said to Draco ,【Let me say goodbye first. 】

The two touched their wine glasses in a gesture, and Zachary left in a hurry.

Draco focused his gaze on Anne again, and picked a good time to go up and invite her to dance, and occasionally added a few words to keep the atmosphere from being so awkward.

[Has Saila ever looked for you? ] Annie asked in a low voice.

【No, no. ] Draco said.

Annie looked a little disappointed, 【She hasn't contacted me. 】

Draco said lightly, [Maybe there is something important at home. 】He thought of that little figure hiding in the corner that night in Riddle's old house.

Immediately afterwards, Annie said angrily, 【But she shouldn't let me go so suddenly!He didn't even tell me the reason, what can that simple letter explain? 】

【At least she greeted you. ] To a certain extent, this can be regarded as consolation.

Annie froze, smiled dryly, looked a little embarrassed, and then whispered, 【Don't think I'll forgive her easily this time!Don't think that I'm so easy to coax every time! 】

[It sounds like she has succeeded many times. ] Draco smiled.

Annie's face turned red, 【That guy is extremely cunning, every time I do something wrong, she quickly fixes it before I even speak... that's so stupid.But this time it was really too much, she clearly knew how much I was looking forward to this trip. 】

[Or you can plan a trip to Egypt, and she will listen to you all by then. 】

Draco made an excuse to go out with Annie to get some fresh air. There were so many people at the party that no one would notice them, knocked her out and handed her over to the Death Eaters who were waiting outside beforehand, and then went back safe and sound.

Things went well.

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A 12-year-old girl, Princess of the Wiltons, good friend of Sira, capricious but not vicious, in a way, quite easy to ... coax.That might be why Sara chose her—but over time, the real mixed with the fake, and the truth seemed less important.

They were true friends, strictly speaking, Sera had only one good friend, Anne.Realizing this, Draco felt his stomach throbbing.I learned from my mother that Old Wilton secretly did a lot of things against the Dark Lord, and that so-called trip to France was nothing more than letting Anne take refuge outside.Draco guessed that the Dark Lord was on the move, but why did he catch Annie?

Soon, a major event happened - all members of the Wilton family died, and above the soaring fire was the gloomy Dark Mark.

For the next few days, Draco was in a weird, chaotic state of mind.But he just couldn't figure it out, everything was so inexplicable, which made him a little impetuous.

Until Snape showed up at Malfoy Manor.

When he saw him coming out of the fireplace, Draco jumped up from the sofa as if seeing a life-saving straw, and looked at him nervously.

Snape flicked the dust off his shoulders, glanced at him lazily, 【put away your pitiful expression. 】

Draco stared blankly at Snape sitting on the sofa, took a leisurely sip of the tea that Chacha had just prepared, and finally couldn't help but say, 【What's the matter? 】

Snape stared at the tea leaves floating in the teacup with interest, and said, 【He is very satisfied with you. 】

[You know what I'm asking is not this! ] Draco said impatiently, 【I mean Annie! 】

The moment the last syllable landed, Snape replied, 【Dead... She killed it. 】

Draco's breathing was suffocating, and his face turned extremely pale for a moment, and he sat down on the sofa a little weakly.Staring blankly ahead.

Something that was lurking in his heart suddenly burst out, making his ears buzz loudly.The huge sense of guilt turned into an invisible hand tightly strangled his neck—this was the first time he had anything to do with human life.

But gradually, my mind was occupied by another voice.

——What if... if she knew that he handed Annie into the hands of that person, what would happen?

[Where is Narcissa? ] asked Snape.

[Mom is out. 】 Draco replied in a daze.

Snape frowned, and said coldly, 【The way you look now is to let everyone know that you have done something wrong. 】

Draco closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and said softly, 【Sorry. 】

[I hope you don't make any mistakes at tomorrow's funeral. 】

【I will. 】

As promised, Draco showed up to the Wiltons' funeral without revealing anything unusual, but when he returned to Malfoy Manor, his disguise was as fragile as glass.

The unexpected person appeared.

Draco's first reaction was whether she knew something, and he was relieved by his mother's answer.He had to do something and say something, but he was afraid that Saila would lose control of himself and show his feet in front of his mother.So I chose to be alone with her.

He played a dirty trick.

[A few days ago...Zachary Bryan officially took over the Bryan family. I went to the dinner party and saw Anne Wilton appear...]

This sentence is true, but when these two names appear at the same time, it will give people an... illusion.

Draco was deliberately misleading her.

Draco had never been more grateful for what he had done when receiving that creepy, resentful look.But what followed was overwhelming panic and loss.

……

The burning pain on his face stimulated his nerves, Draco floated, walked to the edge of the bed, looked down at the tear-stained face, felt his approach, and his petite body trembled uncontrollably again .

Draco sighed wearily, untied the tie that was restricting her hands, sat up with her in his arms, and gently stroked her trembling back, "It's all right...it's all right..."

Sierra leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes and sobbed softly, her hoarse voice was constantly rubbing against rusty scrap iron.

"I'm sorry, it won't be like this again..." Draco whispered, kissing her forehead.

The crying gradually weakened, and there was no other sound in the silent room except intermittent sobbing.

Draco chuckled, slipped his wand into his palm, tapped on Sierra's pale and moist lips, and murmured, "You must keep your secret from me, never, never , with your guilt, always attached to me, always attached to the Malfoy family. I will definitely keep my secret from you, never let you know, and never give you any chance to betray me and hate me. This is Fair deal, right?"

The slightly trembling body froze suddenly, and Saila looked at him in horror and despair, and let out a meaningless groan.Tremblingly said: "You know...you put Annie..."

"—forget nothing."

……

The harsh sunlight pierced through the glass window, and then pierced Sierra's eyelids.She frowned uncomfortably, and reluctantly opened her eyes, but when she was about to stretch herself lazily, something behind her seemed to hinder her.So Saila turned her head to look in bewilderment—suddenly her eyes widened.

With a cry of surprise, she turned over and fell headfirst under the bed.

Disturbed by the noise, Draco frowned, and said in a daze without even opening his eyes, "Can't you make less noise when you get up?"

"—Draco!!" Sierra screamed in horror, "Why are you in my bed!!!"

Draco opened his eyes dejectedly, saw her distressed appearance, curled his lips noncommittally, "Let me remind you, this is my home, and every bed here is my bed."

Saila blushed, unable to tell whether she was angry or ashamed, her eyes widened, and she was speechless for a while.

Draco sighed, picked her up from the floor, and put her on the bed, "You dragged me to cry all night, do you want me to explain more clearly?"

Serra froze, lowered her head and stammered, "...I'm sorry...but you can't..."

"Okay." Draco pursed his lips, "It seems that I have done unnecessary things... wolf-hearted."

"That's not what I meant..." Saila glanced at him a little hastily, then lowered her head dejectedly, staring at the pattern on her life and said, "...Okay, thank you."

Draco tilted his head and looked at her expressionlessly. After a while, he chuckled, leaned over, and kissed the corner of her mouth, "Good morning."