[HP] S·M event book

The sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on the bed. Saila, who was sleeping, frowned, and pulled the quilt to cover her head.But after a while, she squinted her eyes and lifted the quilt again, took a piece of clothing from the bedside and put it on, and walked into the bathroom lazily wearing slippers--today is Christmas, last night Germany Laco specially told her to get up early.

But she doesn't want to see anyone now, especially him.

After brushing her teeth, Sai La looked at herself in the mirror blankly—the bandage on the left face divided the originally fair face into two halves.

Saila will never forget that when her face was marked with this mark, that person picked her up like a glass doll that was especially cherished, and came in front of everyone.All the Death Eaters gasped in disbelief.

Surprised, stunned...and envious.

And he just smiled meaningfully, announcing her status without any words—for him, she is special.

That crazy woman—Bellatrix was staring at her with a crazy look, and Sera could tell she was jealous at a glance.

From that day on, Sierra Morris was second only to the Dark Lord to all Death Eaters.

She saw Snape and Mrs. Malfoy in the crowd, but these two people never cast a glance at her except for the initial attention-Sira didn't get a glimmer of hope from them, that piercing look Desperation nearly suffocated Sera.

But after announcing Sai La's status, that person never talked to her again.She was allowed to lock herself in the room, and she never saw anyone except Cha Cha who came to deliver food regularly.If he wanted to see her, an ordinary door couldn't stop him, but even under the same roof, the two of them were separated into two worlds.

Bloodlines, marks... She will never be able to break free from this frightening and loathsome fetter.

The first one I met was Nagini, who had come to tell Sara that they were leaving, a kind of farewell.That person seemed to mean to let Sara stay in Malfoy Manor obediently.Sara was in no mood to ponder his thoughts—it didn't matter anymore.

The second one was Narcissa, who had come to tell Sierra that Draco would be back for Christmas.As a result, ripples suddenly appeared in the heart that was originally dead silent - she once again tasted the taste of panic.

In the next few days, Sierra tried her best to remove the Dark Mark on her face. Mrs. Malfoy gave her compound potion and a potion to blur facial features. She also tried to make her face bloody and bloody, but no matter what In one way, the ferocious skeleton and snake are still floating wildly on the left face, which is extremely clear.

After Mrs. Malfoy healed the wound on Sierra's face, she locked herself in the room again and hinted that she and Chacha should not reveal their affairs at Malfoy Manor.

When Draco came to knock on the door, Sierra missed the broken teacup, looked at the fragments on the ground, she suddenly thought of a way to deal with it temporarily - she tore off a corner of the bed sheet and used transfiguration Let it look like gauze, cut his arm and dripped some blood on it, and finally wrapped it around his face.

Anyway, it's finally gone.

Saila sighed in front of the mirror, pulled off the bandage casually, washed her face quickly, and wrapped the gauze on again without even looking in the mirror.

After everything was sorted out, Sierra walked out of the room. She had already missed morning tea, and she couldn't miss lunch, otherwise Draco would hold her for a long time - she didn't want to spoil the fun at Christmas matter.

Walking to the old mirror in the stairwell, Sera paused, turned her head to the old man with her eyes closed and said, "How do I look today?"

It seemed to tremble for a while, the beards on both sides trembled uncomfortably, it took a long time to close its eyes, the original gray mirror suddenly became very clear, and there was a dreamy light, it flattered Say, "Oh! Miss Morris, you look stunning today!"

Sierra tilted her head and smiled, "Are you sure?"

"Of course! Of course!" Its face was wrinkled into a ball, not knowing whether it was crying or laughing, he hesitated for a while, and then said cautiously: "It's just... your hair seems a little... Oh! I heard Messy beauty is popular now."

Sera brushed her hair solemnly in front of the mirror, "What about now?"

"Great! Perfect!" said the old man quickly.

She looked at the old man's head with a smile, and said lightly, "Be your mirror, and keep your mouth shut, understand? Otherwise, I'll smash you."

The mirror immediately dimmed, and after receiving repeated promises from the old man, Sierra left in satisfaction.

When she first stepped into the hall, Sierra was shocked at once—there were countless small Christmas trees floating inside the huge house, as well as deer pulling the sleigh, they were still singing Christmas songs in a low voice, and the ceiling was covered by people Magically cast, a dark blue endless night sky emerges. The stars all over the sky are assembled into various patterns. If you look carefully, you can recognize various constellations. In the middle of the hall is a towering Christmas tree.But the one that attracted the most attention was Draco who was floating in mid-air on a broomstick, waving his wand and arranging ornaments.

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In a blink of an eye, Draco saw Sierra who was staring at him dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth curled up triumphantly - this was what he had arranged early in the morning, just to surprise someone.Draco raised his head, coughed lightly, and said with a stern face on purpose, "Could you be a little more lazy after sleeping?"

Sierra stared blankly at the Santa hat on his head and...a bright red Christmas suit, which overlapped with a certain legendary character in her impression, so she suddenly asked, "Where's the beard?"

Draco was stunned for a moment, and his face turned dark immediately—is this what he got after being tired all morning? !

He flew towards her on the broom skillfully, and Sara screamed and jumped down with her head in her arms, while Draco slid past her head.After he landed, he threw the broom aside and stared at her menacingly.

Sara finally came to her senses and realized that she had said the wrong thing. She smiled dryly, "I mean..."

"What? What else could it be?!" Draco said through gritted teeth, pulled off the hat on his head, and slammed it into her arms.

Sierra flinched, put the hat on her head hastily, held his arm flatteringly, grinned silly and said, "Merry Christmas."

Draco snorted and squinted at her, "Can a person who can enjoy the fruits of his sleep be unhappy?"

Sira stuck out the tip of her tongue, looked around for a while, looked at Draco with eyes of surprise and admiration, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, you arranged it?" Merlin testified that all she said was Telling the truth is definitely not to divert someone's topic.

Following her line of sight, Draco turned his head to look at the layout of the room, showing a smug expression, then raised the corners of his eyebrows, looked at Sira jokingly and said, "You finally have some brains."

It was a pun, and if Sera took it fully as a compliment, then the thing around her neck would be for nothing.Seeing that Draco wanted to give up, Sierra quickly said, "Is there anything I can do?"

"Don't try to be lazy." Draco said, pointing to a pile of things on the ground, "hang these up, and I hope your Levitation Charm won't be too bad."

Sara looked at the Christmas tree—the upper part was almost furnished, but the lower part was almost empty.It seems that this piece is specially reserved for her.She took out her wand and cast a spell on a huge crystal ball. It took a few tries before it floated precariously. It took a long time, and after four or five failures, it finally hung safely on the on the Christmas tree.

Saila looked surprised, and looked at the people around her with a look of expectation for praise——

Draco stroked his forehead and said in disbelief, "Is this the level of a third grader's levitation spell?"

Sierra drooped her head in dejection, but pouted unwillingly and said, "I haven't had much class this semester, and I haven't even touched my wand a few times, otherwise I could have done better."

Draco squinted one eye, looking at her appearance, suddenly felt itchy in his heart.He suddenly lowered his head, kissed Sara on the cheek, and then pecked the corner of her mouth.

After a moment of astonishment, Sierra blushed instantly. She sneaked a glance at Draco, and saw that he was smacking his lips with unfinished thought, and his face burned even more.

Sensing her gaze, Draco thought for a while, and suddenly revealed a mouthful of eerie, shiny white teeth—this gave Sierra a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Draco threw Sierra down on the sofa in the next instant, pressing down on her body and not allowing her to struggle and move. Looking at her blushing cheeks, Draco leaned closer to her ear and whispered: "It's 14 years old..."

Sierra froze immediately, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a sense of pressure on her left chest—a broad hand was gently kneading it.Her mind immediately went blank.

Draco clicked his tongue, "What is this? Do you eat normally every day?"

what is this?what is this!Being... What's wrong with the goods? !

Self-esteem as a female animal quietly surfaced, and Saila grinned at him and said, "Get off your salty pig's hand!" This is the mantra of Mom after every "sneak attack" by Dad.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of this word, Draco knew it was not a good word, but he couldn't bear to ask, so he made a look of disdain according to his guess, and said, "I don't even despise you Well, you have nothing to complain about."

Sierra laughed out of joy when she heard it, "Complaining? This is indeed a complaint. Huh? Your salty pig's hand." She couldn't laugh in the middle of the joke——Draco suddenly tightened his hands, and his movements were extremely rude Yes, causing Sierra to exclaim.

Draco narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Miss Morris, you seem to be very relaxed now."

Sai La stared at him blankly, her gray-blue eyes were filled with darkness, which made the newly sprouted things in her heart suddenly grow into towering trees.

She felt her heart skip a beat suddenly.

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Draco just wanted to have fun at first, after all, with the relationship between the two of them, what else can't be done?If Sierra had been older, she might have accomplished everything.Hogwarts is not short of students who have tasted the forbidden fruit. In the middle of the night, the empty classrooms are the best places for trysts.The school has also made a series of quite strict policies on this, but there is still no way to completely ban it.After all, there are policies and there are countermeasures, which caused the professors in the school to suffer for a long time.

It was originally just a joke, but the problem is that once, he didn't do this kind of thing out of a joke—the memory hidden in his heart surfaced.

Draco couldn't help but think of Sira who was screaming in terror under him, and the smooth and warm body in his palm still retained a touch that should have been extremely profound but was blurred by the passage of time.

That night was like now—that's how he held her down, how he remembered throwing her on the bed, tearing her clothes, and almost taking her for himself.

It was not a good memory, but it took root and sprouted in my heart at this moment, constantly bewitching him.

Draco couldn't help but lowered his head, kissed her lips lightly, licked and licked her lips carefully, as if tasting a piece of delicious pastry.His hands were no longer satisfied with the status quo, he penetrated into the clothes, and stroked her waist—the warm and soft touch came from his palms, and they turned into a key to unlock all the sealed memories.Then it gradually moved up along the curve of the body, and finally covered her left breast.

He could feel her trembling and uneasiness, and her hands were pressing against his chest, making a movement of resistance.

There were screams and cries faintly in his ears, but Draco knew it was just hallucination - he closed his eyes and enjoyed the memory deep in his heart.

Darkness, screams, tears, and green emeralds of despair.

He suddenly stopped all his movements, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Saila for a moment—there was faint moisture in the corners of her eyes, and her lips were tightly pressed, a little pale, even though they were covered by bandages Half of her face could clearly reveal her fear.He swallowed his throat and asked hoarsely, "Why didn't you refuse?"

Sai La blinked and looked at him in confusion, "Refused?"

"That's it." Draco gathered his hands lightly, then went around behind her to support her waist, and pressed against himself with a little force.Sure enough, he saw Sai La's face became paler, "Don't you like it? Why don't you refuse?"

Even if Sara had never experienced such a thing, she had at least seen it. After all, she had been a frequent visitor to the empty Hogwarts classroom for a while, and she would always be bumped into her once or twice.In this regard, Annie knew much better than she did. When the two little girls were whispering, they brought up the topic several times.She knew what Draco was doing, and she knew he wanted more than that.

It's not just that she doesn't like it, Sera is actually very scared.Not because of Draco's actions, or because of the fear of strange things, but because of... her future.She'd betrayed that man, and she might die someday, so she didn't understand the point of being with Draco.

Enjoy being in love?No, she got all of this with lies. Every word she said must be carefully considered, for fear that she might be careless for a while and not be able to correct the lies she said before.Then being exposed, and then... She couldn't imagine how Draco would look at her then.This feeling of fear and enjoyment has nothing to do with it.

But the paradox is that all of this is to be with Draco and drink poison to quench thirst.

Sera felt like she was stuck in a vicious circle, and there was no way out of it.

She had lied to that man, Draco, Annie, and Zachary, and with all the lies around her, what was real?

What Draco did just now, in her opinion, was the most authentic, no lies, no deceit, just pure erosion and plunder.

Saila pursed her lips, and wrapped her arms around his neck, she took a deep breath, tried to stabilize her voice, and said, "If you like...if this is what you want... ...you can go on."

The firm words came to Draco's ears clearly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared blankly at Saila. After confirming her serious attitude again, Draco lowered his head in frustration, and said helplessly : "You're only 14 years old, you don't even know what will happen, how can you be so sure?" It was like a big rock, smashing all the crooked thoughts in his mind to pieces.

"I know." Sera said seriously.

Draco froze, bit her neck lightly, and stared at her fiercely, "How do you know?"

Saila blushed, not sure if it was because of his question or because of his actions, "I met him a few times in the empty classroom during the night tour before."

Draco breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a nasty arc, "What did you see? Did you look carefully?"

Saila thought for a while, and said solemnly: "It's too dark, I only saw a general idea. They are on the desk, and the boy's actions..."

"Sierra Morris!" Draco interrupted her immediately, and gave her a hard gouged look, "Why don't you know you're blushing now?" Occasionally, when chatting together, some such things would be involved, but Draco just couldn't bear that Sierra was... used to it.

Sara said disapprovingly: "Annie and I will discuss these things occasionally, and we have already passed the stage of blushing and heartbeat." After all, it has nothing to do with us, and Sara doesn't think there is anything wrong if we just talk about it.

Draco sneered, and his hands began to be dishonest again, wandering frivolously inside Sierra's clothes, watching her blushing face, he was finally satisfied, "What if I do this to you? Take it off Your clothes, put you on the bed... or do you prefer on the table? Then, as you see, do whatever you want on your body... What will you do?" At the end, Draco put He brought it in himself—he thought about that night again, and envisioned everything that would happen after that, and then he found his body reacting depressingly.

And following his words, Sierra involuntarily pressed the two people she saw in the empty classroom to her and Draco's faces... She still remembered the girl moaning, and the boy panting The rough voice, and the movement between them... This kind of evil association made Sierra extremely embarrassed, but the more she tried to understand it, the clearer it became.

The two people who were just joking didn't know how to end it now.

At this moment, there was a muffled sound from the fireplace in the hall.Sierra and Draco froze and turned their heads in a daze——

Snape and Narcissa stopped dusting and looked at them expressionlessly.

After a while, Snape smirked and said coolly, "Merry Christmas."