[HP] S·M event book

Draco was quick to pack his things at the end of Defense Against the Dark Arts - he had to give the little guy a tutoring session later.For an extremely busy seventh grader, this undoubtedly aggravated the pressure.Draco sighed a little tiredly, just wishing she could win a bit.

The students were leaving the classroom in a scattered manner, and it was only when Draco noticed that the Gryffindor trio was not in the classroom.At the beginning, he and they were fighting against each other all the time, but now he is completely unaware of their existence. Such a change made Draco cover his mouth in embarrassment, and couldn't help but roll his eyes—he Thinking of the past, what he had done made him wish to immediately cast a forgetting curse on those who knew the truth!

But almost all the people in Hogwarts are witnesses. Apart from the professors, many of the students have already graduated!So I can only cut off my little plan.Draco was thinking again—had he done something embarrassing in front of Sierra, and when he thought about it, his whole face darkened.

By the way—how could he forget that summer vacation with one person and one "favor"?

We should start with her first!Draco thought through gritted teeth.

But now that Draco rushed to Sera and cast the Oblivion Curse, he was still a little bit reluctant—he had already done this kind of thing once...just take it as compensation.

I hope one day she gets struck by lightning while walking outside and loses just that memory... Draco thought gloomily.

"Draco."

He stopped in his tracks, turned around in surprise, quickly restrained his expression, noticed that there were only the two of them in the classroom, and said respectfully, "Godfather."

The black eyes looked at him lazily, but after hesitating for a moment, Snape said flatly, "Hurry up."

"What?" Draco was a little confused.

Snape frowned, feeling a little impatient - this was not something he should dabble in in the first place. "He wants to see her... tonight."

Draco was stunned, and then his face turned pale, his breath seemed to be cut off by someone, and he couldn't get it out of his throat all the time, just stuck there up and down.After a while, he swallowed his throat and said in a low voice, "Why so suddenly? Is that person suspicious of her?"

Snape responded softly.

Draco clenched his hands tightly, nails digging deep into his palms, forcing himself to dispel the fear, but the words gave away his feelings, and he asked cautiously, "She'll be fine, right?"

"That depends on whether she can... act. That person will never tolerate any betrayal, especially her. If something is revealed..." Snape said, "You should know the consequences."

"She's very smart." Draco pursed his lips, his comforting voice seemed to be talking to himself. "It has been hidden for so long, there is no reason for it to be exposed suddenly."

Snape narrowed his eyes and hissed, "But no matter what... she probably won't be coming back."

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, in terms of that person's style of doing things, if they won't take their lives, then they won't let them go.

Snape himself couldn't figure out how that person would deal with Sera, but at least she could be sure that she would not die... But sometimes, death is also a kind of grace.

Draco took a deep breath, bowed hurriedly to Snape, "Thank you." After saying that, he couldn't wait to leave.

He walked down the hallway at a faster and faster pace, which eventually turned into a run.When striding up the stairs, he felt that he had knocked down many people, and the curses were silenced when he saw clearly that it was him. He seemed to have heard Pansy's voice, but he was quickly dismissed. He left it behind.

After class is obviously the noisiest time, but he couldn't hear any sound in his ears, he could only hear his own violent heartbeat and hoarse breathing, his head was empty, and it seemed to be filled with many messy things it's -

Until he saw Saila standing in the crowd, he stopped suddenly.

Many people around her looked at him, so she naturally followed her gaze——

Her eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent shape, she smiled very happily, her lips collided lightly——

Draco.

He thought of the girl who cried so hard at the funeral, her fingertips felt like they had been pricked by a needle, and there was a sharp pain.

Never before had he despised and hated his incompetence so much.

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Draco's appearance surprised Sierra, because the original appointment was after lunch.She walked up to Draco and said, "What's the matter? Is there something urgent?"

After a while, when there was no response, Sierra was a little strange, and found that Draco was just staring at him in a daze, obviously fascinated by the sky, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Draco took a step back suddenly as if he had been frightened by something, and stared at Saila in a daze, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.He closed his eyes, pursed his lips, then looked at her intently, and said cautiously, "This afternoon... skip class."

Such a tone is like facing a fragile ceramic doll.

Sierra stared blankly at him, Draco, and nodded unconsciously.It wasn't until Draco took her hand and ran wildly down the corridor that he realized he had promised him.

In the afternoon was Transfiguration class with Professor McGonagall, who was notoriously strict.Jumping into the hole she dug, Saila was a little annoyed, but she was relieved soon-to hell with those indifferent things until she was sure that she could survive!

She didn't know why Draco was acting like this all of a sudden, but as long as it was what he wanted and wanted, Sera would wholeheartedly satisfy him.

The force he exerted on her hand was great, which caused a little pain, but at the same time, it was covered by a sense of security in the palm of her hand.Sierra couldn't help thinking of the scene when they first met in the first grade—the same slender and powerful hands, the same broad and steady back.

This is someone she can trust for a lifetime.

Draco took Sierra to the Quidditch field, and both of them gasped involuntarily when they stopped.

The arena was extremely deserted today, and it seemed that only the two of them were here.

"I'm not interested in that," Sara said, frowning.Her flying class grades are the worst, and it has nothing to do with magic talent, but she is very afraid of the feeling of being in a high place.Once, she couldn't control herself and flew to a high place, and when she looked down, she felt like she wanted to fall down.

"I know." Draco smiled, "Wait for me here."

With that said, he left without a trace, and when he came back, he had a broom in his hand.

Draco looked in a hurry, his hair and clothes a little disheveled from the previous run - he'd always been a man of image.Saila pulled off his tie with his hands and tied it again, "What are you in such a hurry for? We have an afternoon..."

She fell silent suddenly - they only had one afternoon.Even if it is known that that person will not kill her, unknown things may bring more terrible results.

Draco pretended not to notice her strangeness, straddled the broom, raised his chin towards Saila, "Sit up."

Saila hesitated for a moment, but finally compromised. As soon as she sat down firmly, she heard him say, "Hold tight."

The last syllable landed, and the broom suddenly rushed into the air.

"—Ahhhhhh!!!"

Saila screamed subconsciously, yelled heart-piercingly, and was caught off guard and almost fell off.She could only wrap her arms around Draco's waist tightly, holding onto his clothes tightly.

"Okay, stop barking. Open your eyes and see."

The voice full of laughter made Sierra gradually close her mouth, and narrowed her eyes frightenedly—Hogwarts was right under her feet, and this grand and magnificent castle had never been so clearly displayed in front of her eyes like now.Sierra could see the Gryffindor towers that she had never set foot in before, and she could also see the astronomy tower at the top of the castle... They are now all turned into exquisite and huge models, and every corner is clearly visible.

After the shock, the feeling of being dizzy and wanting to fall came back again.Sierra shrank her neck, turned her head, pressed her face against Draco's back, and said angrily with a crying voice: "...Bastard! You scared me to death!!!" If it wasn't her just now Respond in time and it will definitely fall!

As if he didn't hear her cursing, Draco smiled even more happily, and walked around the castle slowly, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you fall."

"But I was almost there just now!" Saila gritted her teeth.

"Trust me... take a good look, I brought you here at the risk of being scolded by Mrs. going to graduate."

She does not care about this opportunity!Even though she thought so, Sierra still turned her head, pressed her cheek against Draco, squinted her eyes and looked at the scenery under her feet - this was the first time she had flown so high.

"is it beautiful?"

She nodded.

Draco narrowed his eyes, drowning the smile on his lips, and whispered, "It will stay like this forever."

She will spend four years here in safety and security.

Their children will also stay here for seven years.

There will never be any surprises, no shifts.

They have a future.

Before Sara could come and say anything, Draco suddenly leaned forward - which gave Sara a bad feeling.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the broom rushed vertically towards the ground.

The feeling of weightlessness suddenly rushed up from the toes, and the whole body floated up, as if it would be smashed into the air in the next moment, bringing a feeling of imminent death.

Saila's eyes widened, and she shouted unscrupulously, as if she was about to tear her vocal cords abruptly—it was more venting than fear.She wanted to take all the troubles and pain out of her body, and dissipate into the air with her voice.

The blue sky, white clouds, grassland, and castle swirled in her eyes continuously, just like the colors in the palette mixed together.The wind scraped his cheeks abruptly, causing a bit of stinging pain, and the hair was fluttering with claws and claws, hitting his face from time to time.

She watched the ground getting closer and closer to her. If she really hit it, it would definitely turn into a meat paste.Sierra knew that Draco should be stopped, but her lips collided several times without a decent tone.She could only let the grass become clearer and clearer in her sight.

At the moment when she thought she was going to die, her body suddenly turned over, and the feeling of the world spinning dazzled her for a while——

The broom stopped.

There was still the sound of the wind in the ear, and the organ in the chest made a deafening plopping sound, hitting the eardrum one after another, and the breathing became extremely difficult, like a duck being strangled by the neck, and could only make a hoarse panting sound .

Obviously it should be fear, but there was a clear blush on Sai La's face.Feeling that her toes could touch the ground, Saila jumped off the broom with all the strength left in her body, and fell to the ground as soon as her feet were soft. She didn't rush to get up, but lay on the grass, staring at Sky.

Draco put the broom aside, sat next to Sara, gently picked her up, and let Sara lean into his arms.Stretching out his hand to pull back his golden bangs, he whispered, "Does it feel good?" Draco hasn't touched this thing for a long time—maybe it's because of the savior, or maybe it's because there are too many heavy things that make him He could no longer pay attention to these entertainments.

Concentrating their gazes, Saila found that the sky had turned into a pair of gray-blue eyes, which made her feel a little terrified."I almost thought I was going to die," she said feebly.

"That's why I like this feeling very much... There is nothing scarier than death." Draco said softly, lowered his head, and tapped Sierra's forehead.

Sierra froze for a moment, then closed her eyes, and relaxed lazily in Draco's arms.

Indeed, only death is the scariest thing—since that person won't kill her, what else is it?

"I've asked for a few days off, and I'm leaving tonight."

"Where?"

"……go home."

The "home" that gave her nightmares.

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