[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

"Are you all right, Sev?"

Lucius took a cup of coffee, walked towards the big bed in the center of the room, and put it on the bedside table—perhaps people outside would not know that there was such a thing in the deepest part of the long row of dungeons in Malfoy Manor. A luxurious secret bedroom.In fact, it is not inferior to the rooms where the owners of the manor live in. It also has a KINGSIZE bed with linen sheets and a full set of antique oak furniture.The use of magic made this room look indistinguishable from the floor with the best lighting, where tall floor-to-ceiling windows can be seen.Open the curtains, and you will see lush green vines twining around the columns on both sides of all the windows, and those small leaves dance and shimmer happily in the magical sunlight.If you "pull open" the window, you can immediately enjoy the fresh breeze blowing through the garden, and enjoy the scenery, because the magic has brought the illusion of the garden on the ground into the ground, and there is even a small gap outside the window for your arms. Activity.

It took a long time for the man in black pajamas to slowly open his eyes, looked at the person sitting by the bed, and the corner of his mouth flicked up briefly.

"A meaningless question." His voice was a little muffled.

Lucius took Severus's knuckles hand again, pressing it into his own.These hands were thinner than before, almost only a set of finger bones wrapped in shriveled skin - on the third day at Malfoy Manor, Severus could no longer stay awake, and spent most of the time in a coma of.There was nothing Lucius could do about it—because neither could St. Mungo's.He could only sit by the side, watching the former potions professor show symptoms of small-scale fluctuations in magic power again and again, each time accompanied by a sharp weight loss.Severus usually twitched his body unconsciously in his sleep and said some delirium, and Lucius would hold the other's hand, or hug him from behind, trying to comfort him.Each fluctuation was much smaller than the previous one, and the time was very short. There was no such crazy fluctuation as that day, but this does not mean that the situation has improved. On the contrary, it just shows that Severus' magic power and The energy has been basically exhausted, and perhaps there is no possibility of making the next magic wave.

"The boy is fine," Lucius said softly, leaning forward, and it was obvious that Severus had no intention of getting up for coffee at all. "You haven't named him yet."

"I think it's none of my business anymore." The frail black-haired man moved his chapped lips and closed his eyes again, "But what do you plan to do with me?"

Lucius didn't answer, his slender fingers gently and carefully stroked the man's protruding cheekbones.

"You actually agreed to Potter adopting that child, your child and the Dark Lord's child," he complained.

"He's right." Severus didn't give Lucius a chance to refute. "If there is pressure, you can't keep the child. The savior has an advantage over you."

"Okay, so be it. I'm a capricious bad guy." Lucius leaned down and kissed Severus lightly on the lips.

"Where did you teleport him?"

"I don't know either. I just teleported him away." Severus replied wearily.

"Are you still willing to sleep here?" Lucius leaned closer to his ear and said.

"Whatever you want." The voice was getting weaker and weaker, but the answer was very simple.

When Lucius leaned over the man on the bed for the second time, he was almost parallel to the bed.He closed his eyes and gently teased the other's thin lips again - the small tongue quickly opened Severus' teeth, and the liquid in his mouth slid into the other's parched mouth.Then he heard a swallowing sound.

"Do you feel okay?" Lucius raised his upper body and pressed the other's hand to his chest, his voice trembling with despair.

The corners of the black-haired man's mouth curled up slightly.

"I know what that is better than you do, Luke."

A drop of salty liquid landed on the potions master's sallow cheek, and Lucius hurriedly wiped it off for him.He blinked, and asked one last question before the effect of the drug took place-"You really don't remember Lily Evans? You let Draco and Harry go, and then told him we Will something be done?"

The eyes that had begun to slacken were barely gathered in the black eyes, and it was rare to stare at him.After a pause, Lucius heard a meaningful and almost expected answer:

"I've been sober the whole time."

Lucius rushed over, and hugged the person on the bed tightly in his arms, not caring whether the movement would be too large-in fact, it didn't matter anymore.After saying that, Severus closed his eyes immediately, and all the muscles in his body seemed to relax completely within a minute.After a long time, Lucius relaxed a little, held the other's head in his hands, and frantically kissed that sleeping face.It wasn't until he thought he was about to pass out that he laid Severus flat on the bed, stroked his hand, and smoothed his messy black hair.

This time, Lucius let the pouring tears wet the man's skin and pajamas.