mystery lover

When Charles appeared from the fireplace in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Professor Crouch behind the desk just glanced at him with a look that made the teenager terrified, and then let him go.

Finally returning to the familiar world, Charles walked towards the Hufflepuff lounge almost without stopping for a moment, although along the way he still attracted the attention of many students who were going to the auditorium for dinner.

Perhaps everyone is more curious about his experience with the Minister of Magic, Charles thought with some embarrassment, holding the pile of parchment that the Lord asked him to copy notes in his hand.

Unsurprisingly, after returning to the dormitory, there was no one in the room. Charles carefully folded the parchment in his hand on his bedside table, and then quickly changed his body. Some awkward clothes.

Just as Charles was fastening Hufflepuff's tie, Lucas walked in from the door accompanied by a strong smell of food.

"Charles, seeing that you didn't come to the auditorium, I brought some back for you."

Lucas said, with obvious excitement in his tone, oh, my friend came back alive.

"Thank you, Lucas."

"Charle!" After Lucas handed the dinner to Charles, his already excited eyes became brighter. When he was in the auditorium just now, he heard about the experience of many students returning from internships in the Ministry of Magic. That was so much fun!

"Quickly tell me what you have done! You know... in that Minister's place... there will always be something more special?!"

"..." Hearing his friend's question, Charles lowered his head a little guilty, staring intently at the food on the table, "No... nothing special, just copying something for that adult."

"Ah...how is it possible...it sounds so simple." In fact, Charles thought so too.

Lucas's tone was obviously disappointed, but he quickly switched to another topic, "Then... did that lord make things difficult for you?" Lucas said, always feeling that Charles' expression was a little weird of.

"Do not……"

Charles suddenly felt that he was short of words. Thinking of Voldemort's attitude towards him, the word "friendliness" is really scary, and it feels weird when he thinks about it...

After deliberating for a while, the young man finally said slowly, "That adult... is very gentle..."

"Gentle?" Lucas stared at his friend who seemed to be thinking seriously in front of him with wide eyes.

"Well... I feel that the adult is not as scary as the rumors..."

Because of Charles' pertinent evaluation, the other roommates who were about to enter the dormitory outside the door also reacted in a daze just like Lucas in the room.

……

That night, Charles had a dream that made people blush and heartbeat.

He dreamed of Tom, the man he was dreaming of day and night, smiling wickedly in his dream, the other's hand was aggressively lighting his body constantly, Charles felt his whole body getting hotter and hotter, his body Impatiently moving, "Tom..."

In the next second, his lips were covered by the strong man on his body.

……

After the body was sent to the ultimate orgasm by the other party, the boy's misty eyes slowly opened. The man on his body was still moving again and again. Charles obediently stretched out his hand to hang the man's neck, but before he could wait He panted, and his eyes became clearer and clearer, and he met the pair of red eyes that were not unfamiliar.

"what--"

The strong shock woke the boy up from his muddy dream.

Looking at the familiar environment around him and his sleeping roommate, Charles stiffly wiped the sweat off his face, and then felt something strange in his body, which made his face change again.

After casting a cleaning spell on his clothes and sheets, the boy lay back on the bed with some fear, staring at the ceiling blankly, most of his sleepiness had gone.

OMG...why did Tom turn into Lord...

Thinking of the face in the dream just now, Charles shrank back in fear, but the body's reaction was so obvious.

He must be crazy to dream of Lord.

*****

The next day, when Charles got up with a pair of eye sockets with obvious black shadows, he received a friendly reminder from Lucas, "Charles, I'm worried that if you go to class like this, you will blow up the cauldron."

Oh, Potions class on Friday.

Thinking of Professor Snape, Charles rubbed his sleepy eyes vigorously, and after washing, his gaze inadvertently fell on the parchment on the bedside.

He remembered that there were many recipes for making potions on it... If it was a note that the Lord valued...it should be very useful, right?

Charles, who still didn't understand why the Lord asked him to take the notes back to school yesterday, has now begun to appreciate the minister's order for no reason.

After breakfast, Charles and Lucas went to the Potions classroom together.

Although it still attracted a lot of attention along the way, this situation has actually lasted for quite a long time, and what stands out today is the gaze cast by the students mainly wearing green robes.

"Those Slytherins are getting weirder and weirder." Lucas looked at Charles, who was also looking strange beside him, sighed silently for his friend's current situation, and said jokingly, "Charles , if I hadn't known you for so many years, I really doubt that the adult is trying to win you over to join D·E?"

I heard that after yesterday's practice ended, that adult personally sent Charle back to school?

And Lucas' words made Charles think about this question in confusion.

However, the broken images from last night's dream suddenly jumped out of his mind uncontrollably, which made the young man's expression unavoidably a little tangled.

"No...it won't be...I'm not as outstanding as my brother...that lord won't take a liking to me."

"Then why do you say...why did you show so much importance to you?"

"Have it……?"

Little Badger's eyes became even more perplexed.

"Charle...haven't you thought about it...the interns in the Minister's Office...without the approval of the Minister for Magic...will they really be selected? You can go to intern with that...obviously got it That one's acquiescence."

Maybe he named you, though for no reason.

Lucas looked at his friend who was still ignorant, and expressed the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time, "The problem is, that lord chose you, who is so inconspicuous... I always feel that there is a conspiracy!"

"Huh?" Charles looked at Lucas' worried look, and suppressed the impossibility of what he wanted to say, and looked at the Potions professor who had already stepped into the classroom. Charles whispered back to his friend, "I Got it... I'll pay attention."

With the help of those notes, the Potions class passed smoothly. What is surprising is that this time Professor Snape actually gave an "O" to the aging potion in their group. This is really Hufflepuff. A rare high score in the Potion class.

"What's the matter, Char?"

After class, Lucas, who had already packed his books, stood aside and watched the movements of his friends.

"Oh...! I forgot to bring the textbook for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" Charles said with some annoyance, thinking about this note all morning, he forgot to bring the book for the second class.

"Then let's go back and get it now, there is still time."

"Well... Luka, you go and take a seat first, and I'll just go back."

As Charles said, he was already about to leave the classroom.

"OK then."

*****

Charles quickly shuttled back to the Hufflepuff common room. When walking back to his room through the tunnel, the boy walked towards the pile of books on the desk without any delay.

"What are you looking for?"

In the empty dormitory, a dull voice suddenly sounded, which scared the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook that Charles had just turned over and fell straight to the ground.

And when he turned around and looked behind him, he was bound by a tall figure between the man's arm and the desk.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, Charles' voice trembled uncontrollably, and said in disbelief, "Tom... Tom? Why are you here!"

"Why can't I be here..."

As the man said, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and licked the boy's trembling lips furtively.

"you……!"

Avoiding the man's kiss, Charles shyly pushed the person in front of him, "This is my dormitory! Someone will come in."

"Oh?" Voldemort said, his black eyes seemed to flicker, and he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, letting the person in his arms cling to his body, "Then let's change places?"

Charles stared wide-eyed at Tom in front of him, why does this guy always do such things that he doesn't know how to deal with!

"What do you want to do in another place!" Charles' face was a little hot, and his eyes were staring at the wickedly smiling person in front of him.

"What do you say..."

Voldemort lowered his body and bit the boy's sensitive ear, ah, is this something he really wanted to do yesterday?

It's been long enough.

"My dear little Char, can't you be considerate of a man who misses you and comes to Hogwarts to find you desperately..."

The amount of content information is a bit large, though.

Who made you come here!

Charles was a little helpless, although he also missed this bastard who didn't know the situation.

Seeing the man's face trying to approach him again, Charles put his hands firmly on the man's chest.

"Hey!...Can't you be more serious!"

This is his dormitory!

How did this guy break in, Merlin! ! !

Voldemort looked at the boy's dodgy eyes playfully, "Seriously?"

He still remembered how he frightened the kid when he was serious.

"Well! Wait a minute... I'm late for class!"

This is Charles McAvoy who suddenly realized that he still has class, took the textbook and was late.

"Is that so..." Voldemort thought for a while, seemingly in a dilemma, and finally said with a little regret, "Then...let me kiss my lovely little Char...and leave, how about it?"

After finishing speaking, he gave a friendly reminder of Charles' hands blocking his attack.

Gadden, Charles' first reaction was that Tom was being considerate and let him go back to class, but then he heard that the man was leaving, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of reluctance.

So the hands that were originally pushing the man changed to hooking the man's neck, and then tiptoed to let his lips imprint on those two thin lips that had seduced him for a long time.

The boy kissed the man in front of him vigorously, his body trembling on tiptoe, but after a while, Voldemort pushed him down on the desk behind him.

"Hmm...huh?"

When the lips of the two were separated, Charles looked around in disbelief as the scene had changed.

Voldemort couldn't help laughing, looking at the dazed little Badger in his arms, obviously he hadn't realized that he had already Apparated with him when the two kissed too much.

"You... lied to me!" Charles McAvoy, who finally found himself in the Muggle world, became furious.

"Do I have it?"

"you said before……"

"Haven't we left your dormitory now, my little Char, and I have not broken my promise."

As Voldemort said, he didn't forget to continue teasing Badger, "Dear Char, you are so enthusiastic... I thought you were very reluctant to part with me?"

After calming down for a while, Charles conceded defeat and looked at Tom in front of him.

"Tom, what are we going to do now?"

One of Voldemort's hands held Charles' right hand, and the two walked along the side of the street.

"It's almost New Years, Char."

"so what?"

This guy had better give him a good reason to skip class, he couldn't imagine Professor Crouch's cold face anymore.

"I found that the way Muggles celebrate the New Year is quite special. I thought you might like it?"

"Huh?" Charles followed the man beside him and walked towards the crowded avenue. He was really interested when Tom said it, "What is it?"

"Have you heard of the Muggle Christmas Parade?"

*****

When Charles excitedly pulled Voldemort to the edge of a street and sat down, he was watching the parade groups in different costumes with the same interest as everyone else.

"Char..."

Voldemort tried his best to control his facial expression not to be too chapped, but the situation in front of him was obviously not part of his plan, at least he didn't plan to sit on the sidewalk with these Muggles watching this, oh damn!

"Tom?"

Charles averted his eyes to the man with a rather weird expression beside him, but when he saw the children next to Tom who were still biting their pacifiers, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Oh, forgive him for refusing Tom's idea of ​​watching at the second-floor restaurant with a great view that he had chosen. When Charles saw that almost every street was full of people, the boy decisively joined the The onlookers who can better appreciate the fun of the parade are in the crowd.

"Tom, you know I'm watching this for the first time."

Charles suppressed his smile, gently pulled the man's finger with his small hand, and his bright eyes looked longingly at Voldemort, who was looking bad beside him.

"..."

"Tom..."

The street was already full of people, and Charles easily leaned closer to the man beside him, "That...you know...I miss you very much...tonight...don't leave, okay? Maybe...we Can we find something fun here?"

Voldemort looked at the boy's fawning smile. Of course, it would be better if he could pretend not to see the gleam in the boy's eyes.

Well, it was only an hour, he endured it.

This is Mr. Lord Voldemort who feels like he has shot himself in the foot with a stone.