[HP] S·M event book

The magical and wonderful magic is gone.

The two of them were lying on the grass by the lake, their heads pressed against each other, looking up at the sky full of stars.

From time to time, Sierra would raise her paw to touch the top of Draco's head, and then Draco would slap her on the back of her hand sharply and vigorously, repeating this cycle.

"I wish the house was bigger." Saila said, her voice a little hoarse from the previous catharsis, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was slightly wet.

"Malfoy Manor is big enough," Draco said softly. "--your hands!"

Saila smiled, and the walnut eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, "The bed should be bigger, and I will grow taller in the future—for sure."

"Anyway, I won't be taller than me." Draco said lightly, sleepiness kept hitting him, and he had consumed a lot of mana before - that moment of romance almost drained his energy, trying to please girls It's not an easy task, and sometimes it can't even be solved with gold Galleons.Draco closed his eyes wearily.

Sierra, who didn't understand the hidden meaning, just curled her lips indifferently, "I also want a shorter table, the family dining should be more crowded, the table in Malfoy Manor is too long."

"Then you should discuss it with your mother, she ordered the table in Italy." Draco said with a smack of his mouth.

"There are so many things I want to do," Saila murmured, "but I have no plans, and I can't wait to finish everything."

Draco hummed vaguely.Thinking in my heart, if that guy stretches out his claws again, he must teach him a lesson.

"By the way, we can take Jerry on a trip first." Saila said happily, feeling very satisfied with her plan.

Draco shuddered, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and the original drowsiness disappeared—the so-called "Jerry" was always the bottom line he couldn't touch. Furry creatures."

"Lie," Sara said firmly. "Your Patronus is a ferret."

Draco's face turned darker, but on the contrary, his cheeks felt hot, so they were black and red.He gritted his teeth and said, "There is no choice, all patron saints are in animal form."

"But why..."

"It's just a coincidence! Get it?" Draco said firmly, "You'll know when you learn the spell too."

Saila blinked suspiciously, and decided to wait for time to carefully look up the books on the call god guard.Sierra rolled her eyes, turned over suddenly, put her chin on Draco's smooth hair, looked into those gray-blue eyes and said, "What do you think... my Patronus will be?" of?"

It seemed that the catastrophe was temporarily over, Draco relaxed his nerves, and said lightly: "I don't know, rabbit?"

Saila thought for a while, then shook her head in dissatisfaction, "No, I want a more ferocious and mighty one."

Draco sneered, "You still want to learn such advanced magic with your brain?" Let's practice the fainting spell proficiently first.Thinking of this guy's level of magic, Draco couldn't help but have a headache.

The original expectation was shattered by such a contemptuous word, Saila opened her mouth angrily, and bit his nose lightly.

Draco gasped, turned over and sat up quickly, and Sierra couldn't restrain himself from his movements and fell to the grass.Draco didn't help her up, he put one hand behind his back and covered his nose with the other, his brows were furrowed, and he roared angrily, "Can't you be gentle?!"

Saila spat twice, spat out the grass clippings in her mouth, and then quickly rushed towards him.

Draco was caught off guard, and was thrown to the ground by Sierra, his eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the daring rabbit on his body.

Saila lay on his body, lowered her head, shook her head and rubbed her nose against the tip of his nose, the breath of the two sprayed on each other's cheeks, and there was a warm feeling on their lips from time to time, like touching each other. When it arrived, it seemed like it hadn't been touched.

Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, sticking out the tip of his tongue and brushing lightly on Sara's thin lips. After feeling that Sara stopped suddenly, he stretched out a hand to press on Sara's neck, raised his head Lai pecked her lips lightly, then deepened the kiss.

They spent the night in the Forbidden Forest.

Unfortunately... nothing happened.

During the period, Draco was a little restless in his thoughts, but as soon as he closed his eyes, those messy thoughts were easily erased. Even he himself was in disbelief, and almost thought that what happened that day was just an illusion—after all He'd never been so... cranky.

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When she woke up in the morning, Sara couldn't figure out the situation at first, and looked at the prefect's badge in front of her in some confusion. She didn't come back to herself until she felt the soft grass under her body and the arm that held her in her arms.Saila sighed—now it's not as simple as a night tour, she didn't come back overnight.But there was a Slytherin prefect who accompanied her to be punished, so it was considered a return.Thinking of this, she smiled happily.

"Why are you smirking? Now that you're awake, get up."

Sierra glanced up at Draco—he seemed to be in good spirits, and he should have woken up for a while.Sierra sat up and stretched herself.

Draco was lying on his back on the grass, breathing in and moving his arms with difficulty - he almost thought his hands were useless, so he cursed angrily: "Damn it! I've lost consciousness for a long time !"

Sai La smiled, and gently squeezed and pressed his arm, "You can actually wake me up."

"Do you think I haven't tried it?" Draco said nonchalantly, "Your sleeping posture is really bad. If you dare to drool, I will kick you away immediately."

Sierra paused for a moment, then poked it viciously, and happily jumped away while Draco wailed. "I can't drool!"

Draco twisted his face and roared: "——you wolf-hearted guy!"

She curled her lips noncommittally, then took out her pocket watch, and the moment she saw the time, her eyes widened in disbelief, and after seeing the time displayed on it, she immediately turned pale, and murmured: "It's over... "

Draco raised his eyebrows and said with a smirk: "What's the matter?" He always looked happy to see her unlucky.

Saila didn't argue with him at this time, and with a sky-falling expression on her face, she said without tears: "There was... Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning... and now I'm half a class late."

Draco was stunned, the smirk on the corner of his mouth froze immediately, a dark image gradually appeared in his mind, he swallowed his throat, and said blankly: "...Professor Snape?"

"...death." Saila moaned weakly.

The two trembled at the same time, Sierra staggered and stood up, Draco also jumped up, and they ran straight towards Hogwarts Castle before they even had time to pat the weeds off their bodies .After climbing up the stairs, they were all out of breath, and they looked extremely embarrassed.

Just around the corner is the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.Draco pulled Sierra against the wall, and quickly helped her straighten her messy hair, "If you are held accountable, you will die if you dare to confess me, you know?" After the most important confession, He also told Saila to brush her teeth, wash her face and change her clothes after class.

Sierra frantically slapped the weeds on her body, so flustered that she forgot to use her wand to clean it up, "I know...but what excuse should I use?"

"Overslept." Draco said calmly, "That's the truth."

"Is it...it seems quite comfortable."

Sierra gave Draco a blank look, and said angrily, "Why are you comfortable? You should have called me earlier..."

——The sound stopped.

Sierra watched in horror as Draco stared blankly behind her. She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and felt a bit of cold air rushing up from her back, as if there was a poisonous boa constrictor staring at her behind.

"Go on."

Hissing like a poisonous snake makes people shudder.

Saila shivered for a while, her neck seemed to be rusted, she turned her head little by little, until the corner of the black robe invaded her sight, she raised her head in despair——

Snape looked down at her expressionlessly.

Sierra shrunk her neck, turned around, leaned towards Draco calmly, hesitated for a moment, and took a step back quietly - this kind of behavior that used him as a shield naturally attracted Draco stared contemptuously and dissatisfied.

The two of them stiffened and stood obediently, like criminals waiting to be punished.

Snape glanced at the green grass clippings on the ground, and snorted coldly——Sira suddenly felt her scalp go numb.

"The savior has temporarily stopped, and you can't wait to challenge the school rules..." Snape said slowly, "Hogwarts is full of talents."

Draco swallowed his throat, not daring to speak, let alone Sira.

"Late nights and absenteeism," Snape said. "Are you sure you're really a Slytherin... You answer first, Miss Morris."

Saila pursed her lips in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "...I'm sorry, I promise there will never be a next time, and I am willing to accept any punishment."

"Congratulations for such a sincere attitude." Snape smirked. "It seems that you miss the days of being punished very much. As you wish, you will resume your labor service starting tomorrow."

Saila wanted to scream up to the sky in pain, but in the end she nodded obediently.

Then Snape told Sierra to go back to the classroom - she even glanced at Draco furtively as she turned the corner to express her concern.

So only Snape and Draco were left in the corridor, and the atmosphere became even more gloomy.

"So what do you have to say, Mr Malfoy," said Snape coldly.

Draco groaned inwardly - the godfather would only call himself that when he was angry - and shook his head in disappointment.

Snape suddenly snorted coldly, "I remember I told you, 'I hope you can distinguish between truth and lies'."

Draco froze, "Yes, I will keep it in mind."

"But that's all." Snape said coldly, "I thought you would gain some insight after knowing her identity."

Draco felt embarrassed to be exposed, he said awkwardly: "But...she has already made a contract with Dumbledore...."

"A contract?" Snape raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "A contract can't prevent people's hearts—they are each other's only relatives, don't you think?"

That being said, Snape was probing Draco nonchalantly.He recalled the first time he saw Sara and the Dark Lord in Riddle's old house—her expression of intimacy and awe was definitely not something that could be shown through disguise.But at the moment Anne Wilton died, the deep-seated hatred and pleading were definitely not fake.

To her, that person was not only an enemy, but also a relative.

These two contradictory emotions crush each other, and which one is left in the end... It's hard to guess.

Draco stared blankly at Snape, his hands hidden under the cuffs tightly clenched into fists, he pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "No, she will never break the contract."

Snape raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

Draco took a deep breath, looked firmly into those dark black eyes, and said coldly: "Whatever that person took away, I will give her. One day, I will be in her consciousness." Totally standing above that guy. If she gets to the point where she has to choose...the predator and the giver...she's always been a smart girl and at the same time...greedy.So whatever that She can only depend on me for the final outcome of a person."

Snape looked at Draco in surprise, obviously such an answer caught him by surprise.

I remember when I first met Draco, he was just a baby.Lucius smugly laughed in Snape's ear for the whole day, after Snape gave him a fire wrinkle and burned half of his robe, Lucius showed no sign of irritation - that's probably Lucius Stupidest look ever.And the child who seemed to be able to break into two with a single force was spitting in Narcissa's arms and crying loudly from the moment the fire caught the ground.

But now, that child is strong enough to carry everything, face the conspiracy, and create the conspiracy.

Snape smiled inscrutably, and said, "Then you have to keep your little secret well."

There was a dull pain in his heart, and Draco paled instantly.

Snape couldn't help sighing -- not steady enough.

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