[HP] Five Poisons

After talking with Chi Mo by the lake that day, and they broke up unhappy, Sirius was still burning in his heart, unable to vent, holding back and feeling uncomfortable.

He walked back and forth in the room irritably, tapping his crossed arms nervously with his fingers.

After knowing that Regulus had a son, and he was an orphan, Sirius' first reaction was to take him to his side to take care of him. He even thought that Chimer and Harry were good friends, and the two boys would definitely It was very pleasant to get along with, he thought so.

But he didn't expect that Chi Mo had a big prejudice against him—in fact, he was not surprised that Chi Mo might have resistance to him. He knew his relationship with Regulus very well. He went to Gryffindor, and the latter went to Slytherin, which is not so good.

But even though he was mentally prepared, he never expected that Chi Mo would be so angry about him leaving the Black family.Obviously at the beginning, the atmosphere between them was quite good.

"Because you think they are unreasonable and hopeless, so you chose to leave alone?"

"You gave them up, didn't you?!"

The boy's sharp questioning seemed to be right next to his ears, Sirius stopped in his tracks, looking gloomy at himself reflected in the glass window.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with leaving the Black house. No one could bear the abuse that surrounded his ears every day when he opened his eyes, staring at him with angry eyes, and hysteria. A few degrees of screaming ended the family.

If he didn't get out of there, he would go crazy.Sirius had no doubts about that.

He had told his family more than once that the lunatic who followed the mysterious man would not end well - just listen to those absurd remarks, how many people are there in the UK magic community?If you really did what the lunatic said, the rest of the people can probably live in the Yidao dormitory?

However, ever since he broke everyone's eyes and went to Gryffindor, he has almost no right to speak at home, especially when he disgustedly refuted those fundamentally absurd ideas, and the one who was scorned by them When he was the most respected 'adult', his mother's screams could almost knock off the roof, and what followed was the confinement that he had become accustomed to and even numb.

The heavy snow outside the window was still falling, and the brightness of the moonlight reflected on the snow almost gave people the illusion that the sky was about to dawn.

Sirius stood in front of the window, seeing the face reflected in the glass clearly.

His dark gray eyes were filled with gloom. He had warned them more than once that they always ignored his words and considered him a disgrace to the Black family.

Ironically, the shame is still alive, but the glory has been buried by their own hands.

He looked indifferently at his other self on the mirror.

"It's not my fault."

He told himself so.

And firmly believe in this fact.

However, there is still a sense of anger in my heart, and the place where the fire is burning is accompanied by bursts of emptiness.

Sirius became even more irritable, turned around, and prepared to give himself some vodka to relieve himself.When passing the coffee table, I didn't pay attention and knocked it down, and the things on it scattered all over the floor, making a mess on the carpet.

Sirius frowned, preparing to let the elf clean up tomorrow, then strode over the obstacle and walked towards the wine cabinet.

He returned to the living room with a bottle of vodka and a wine glass and sat down, unscrewed the bottle cap, poured himself half a glass, raised his head, and when he was about to drink it down, his eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of something.

Sirius finished his glass of wine, frowned and picked up the parchment at his feet.

Remus' letter.

Sirius raised his eyelids, quickly threw the letter aside and continued drinking.

After two cups, he stood up impatiently, picked up the letter again, leaned on the sofa, and looked at the letter in his hand that was sent more than half a month ago.

"Someone has been caring about you. You lucky guy!"

"Although it was a little unexpected, he was a good boy. Well, I mean all aspects, you know."

Sirius stared at those two words in a daze, and didn't even notice that the wine in the glass was spilled and his shirt was wet.

After a long time, he stood up abruptly, rushed to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of floo powder, and called out a name.

In the rich and magnificent Malfoy Manor, the hostess and hostess were drinking tea and chatting leisurely, when they saw a house elf leading someone in.

Lucius Malfoy looked up at the visitor for a moment, then smirked, "This is really a rare visitor."

"Don't you look in the mirror before you go out?" Narcissa frowned seeing Sirius' slovenly appearance, even his shirt was wet, and glanced at the house elf leading the way, the elf nodded, very happy Quickly disappear into the house.

"I have something to ask you." Sirius closed his eyes wearily, stretched out his fingers, and pressed the acupuncture point between the bridge of the nose and the eyes.

Lucius Malfoy glanced at his wife beside him, narrowed his eyes, "Felix will come over later, I'll wait for him in the study first." Then he stood up, kissed Narcissa's temples, and held The snake head staff left.

Sirius squinted at his leaving back, curled his lips, "It's really busy."

Narcissa stared at Sirius for a long time and sighed, "You used to be Black, Sirius." Besides you, who else would come to someone's house so blankly on Christmas night?

The little elf who went back and forth delivered the towel to Sirius and disappeared again.

"It's really not troublesome." Sirius sneered, then picked up the towel indifferently, and casually wiped the wet piece of cloth on his chest.

The corners of Narcissa's eyes twitched, and she didn't want to argue with Sirius on Christmas night, so she said straight to the point, "What's the matter with you?" She thought that in Sirius' heart, her image was not much better than that of her uncle and the others .

Sirius put the towel aside. "I already know."

Narcissa lowered her head and took a sip of tea, waiting for the other party's next words.

Seeing Narcissa's unmoved appearance, Sirius pursed his lips into a straight line and said in a deep voice. "I've already met him, why didn't you tell me in the first place?"

The inexplicable Narcissa who was asked raised her eyes and looked at her cousin noncommittally, wondering what the other party was going crazy.

In Sirius' view, Narcissa's silence is an extreme mistrust of him, he couldn't help raising his voice, and said in a blunt tone, "No matter what, he is also my nephew, I don't understand that you knew it early in the morning Why did he keep it from me about him?"

Narcissa became more and more confused because of these words, she didn't understand where Sirius had a nephew, and she came to Malfoy Manor to question her because of this so-called nephew.There are only so few people left in the entire Black family, and there is only one Draco in the younger generation. She has no idea who the nephew Sirius is talking about is.

Sirius' eyes darkened because of Narcissa's silence again, "How long do you want to keep it from me?" After a long pause, he read out the name word by word. "Chi Mo."

Narcissa: "..." Who?

"Regulus and his mother are both dead. As the only insider, you have never revealed any news to me." Sirius growled unbearably. "What the hell are you thinking?!"

Narcissa's hands trembled and she almost dropped the cup. She tried to calm herself down and not lose her composure in front of others. "I do not know what you're talking about."

"Enough!" Sirius stood up abruptly, looking down at the person sitting on the sofa, "Before you released me on bail, didn't you already know about Chi Mo's existence? You have asked me more than once for this." Remind me about the heir issue of the Black family." He tugged at his collar angrily, "Damn it, do you think I care about such things?! You have been hiding his existence from me because of such things , let me know now that I have a nephew whose parents have both died and who has become an orphan?!"

"Both parents died?" Narcissa opened her mouth and repeated mechanically, "You mean, both parents died?"

The tea in her hand still spilled out after all, but she didn't seem to feel the wetness on her wrist and back of her hand, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she murmured. "Regulus?...Is it his son?...He still has a son? He even has a son?!"

Sirius frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

He hesitated, "You don't know?"

"Are you crazy?" Narcissa's face turned ugly for a moment, "If I knew, I would have brought him back."

Sirius felt a little strange that the relationship between Regulus and Narcissa should be pretty good, but Chi Mo didn't even know about the latter.Moreover, Chi Mo didn't tell him that day where Regulus' cemetery is. Could it be that there are some unknown secrets in the middle.

Narcissa tried her best to calm herself down, calmed down, and said calmly. "Where did you meet him? How can you be sure that he is Regulus' son? Did he admit it himself? Could there be some misunderstanding?"

"What misunderstanding could there be?" Sirius sneered, "Look~ the cautious Slytherin~ doubting whether the other party is a counterfeit in front of the relatives who have finally recovered~"

Without waiting for Narcissa to speak, he sneered and said, "The badge is in his hand."

Narcissa loosened her brows, but soon wrinkled again, "But..."

"He admitted it himself!" Sirius interrupted impatiently, "That child looks exactly like Regulus when he was a child!"

Narcissa was completely relieved, and felt that this Christmas gift was the most pleasing to her. The corners of her lips were raised, and she was in a good mood. "I want to meet that child, his name is Chi Mo, right?"