[HP] Silver Green Pride

Walking into the platform, Anger saw the wanted notices about Black.

Looking at the content on the arrest warrant, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes inadvertently.

——Because both of them have the surname Black, she will really be in trouble at Hogwarts in the future!

As soon as he got on the train, Ange's hand was held by someone, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Draco smiling at her, his platinum-blond hair glistening in the sun, extremely brilliant.

"Ange, long time no see." Draco held Anger's little hand, with a sad look in his eyes, "You don't even write to me."

Anger looked at Draco's appearance, and felt amused in his heart. It seems that Uncle Lucius' so-called training didn't work, did he?Draco was still a childish temper.

"Who said no? Didn't I send you a birthday present on June [-]th?" Deliberately misinterpreting Drake's meaning, Ange looked innocent and puzzled.

"Didn't you say that..." Squeaky muttered, Draco had a bit of embarrassment in his eyes, couldn't it be said that he was angry that her little girlfriend didn't care about him at all?

At this time, Blaise went up and patted Drake, and the voice was quite loud. Ange found that Drake held her hand tightly at that moment. This discovery made Anger a little unhappy, and said to Blaise a little angrily : "Can't you be gentle when you shoot?" How hard is this?

Blaise spread his hands innocently.

"I'm useless!"

At this moment, Drake regained his breath, waved his hands and said, "I'm fine." Although he said so, his face, which had not much blood in it, turned paler. Maybe Drake's eyes were not too peaceful at this time Blaise didn't see the difference, but Ange noticed that his footsteps were a bit vain.

What the hell is he doing these days?How did you make your situation so bad?

There was a hint of anger in his eyes, Ange looked at Drake, frowned slightly: "Is it really all right?"

Draco nodded quickly.

After a moment of silence, Ange turned to Blaise and said coldly, "Draco and I will go first, you can find a place by yourself."

Blaise nodded, and wanted to say something, but Ange had already pulled Drake away.

After walking into the box and closing the door, Ange looked at Drake, his face gradually becoming a bit cold.

Seeing Ange's sudden change of attitude, Drake felt a little uneasy in his heart, and asked cautiously: "Ange, what's wrong with you, why..."

"It's okay, it's okay... What do you want to say, it's okay?" Before Draco could say anything, An Ge suddenly roared with extreme rage.

She stared at Draco's shoulder, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his clothes, and forcibly tore them apart, simply and rudely.

Draco was taken aback by Ange's move, he didn't know what to do, and let her unbutton his underwear.

The exposed shoulders and back were bruised and purple, and there was an unhealed wound on the shoulder, which looked extremely terrifying.

Reminiscent of what he had said before parting, Ange suddenly felt a little complicated.

Maybe it was because her gaze was too deep, Draco hastily explained: "It's okay, I've already drank the potion my godfather gave me, you know the potion's effect, it will be fine in an hour or two .” Little did he know that such an explanation made An Ge guess his experience during this time.

Ange was silent. Seeing her like this, Draco felt more and more awkward.

Suddenly, Ange hugged Draco, his voice was soft and gentle, and the original anger was completely gone.

She said, "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Draco couldn't turn the corner all of a sudden, and could only utter a meaningless, confused syllable.

"I was dealing with some things during that time, and I also traveled abroad from time to time, so I couldn't write to you with an owl," Ange said.

"It's okay." Draco said, "You scared me just now, I thought you were still angry."

"Why?" Anger smiled, let go of Drake, and tidied his clothes carefully, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay..." Draco's voice was a little silent, "It was sad at the beginning, but I got used to it later."

"You don't need to do this." Draco said lightly, but Ange understood how sad it was, because she had also experienced it.

The pain all over the body, from the unbearable at the beginning, to the habit later.

Unexpectedly, this spoiled and arrogant little boy would work so hard for his promise.

"But I want to help you." Draco said softly, "Although Dad didn't tell me, I can vaguely guess that your relationship with that person is unusual. That person didn't die, so he must Will come back, Death Eaters and Order of the Phoenix, it is not that easy for you to escape from the vortex, so I want to help you, and..." Drake's voice suddenly paused, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, However, he quickly restrained himself.

Of course Ange didn't miss the panic in his eyes, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was puzzled.

Drake suddenly squeezed Ang's hand and said, "Everything will be fine."

everything will be fineWhat bad things get better?Sounds like something to do with her...

She has never encountered any bad things. If it is her fugitive uncle, then Draco does not need to be so flustered, then...

Thinking of something suddenly, Ange looked at Drake in a daze.

Did he know?About the awakening of her bloodline?

If this is the case, she is not surprised...

A long time ago, Ji Xue had told her that she was doomed to not live past twenty.

The bloodline that was awakened at birth, and the other bloodline that was stimulated by magic damage, the coexistence of the two is like a time bomb. Moreover, for the first three years, they were regarded as research objects by those madmen of science. Experiment, her body...

Her body seems to be intact, but her inner core has long been fragile, and she is barely on the verge of collapse.

Maybe the external force can't give her any lasting and serious damage, but as time goes by, she is destined to rot, inch by inch, like a fruit that has been exposed to the air without any measures to keep it fresh.

Suddenly, there was a scream outside the door, and Draco came back to his senses, his face changed slightly.

"It's bad, that voice is Daphne!" Ange noticed the owner of the voice more keenly, staring at the door, and she was about to reach out to pull it open.

"No, that might be a dementor!" Drake stretched out his hand to stop Ange, and he didn't know if it was the wound, and he grinned suddenly.

"Be careful!" Frowning slightly, Ange showed a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't go out." Dracula grabbed Anger's hand.

Ange looked at Drake with a slight sigh between his brows.

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