HP+ first love is no small matter

But all this was not over yet, when he walked out of the room in a daze, he was stared at by his wife's eyes.

Those eyes were burning with anger.

"What did you do to my son?" Narcissa asked him in a low voice, "What did you do to my son!"

She heard it all.

Those horrible things, those things that girls say they'd be happier not knowing.

Eavesdropping magic is so useful, and human beings' thirst for knowledge is terrible. Humans' thirst for knowledge will pull them into the abyss, and eavesdropping magic is the heavy stone they prepare for themselves.

They yearn for unknown things so much, even if those things will kill them in a sense.

She pinned her husband against the wall, "What did you do to Christie?!"

Those inexplicable trivial things were all recalled by her.

The two brothers and sisters are so close, and have been close since childhood.

Christie was almost always held by him when he was a child. He was held by him since he was a child. He was five years older than Christie, so Christie was either sat on his lap by him, or held by his hand.

The two have been inseparable since childhood. She slept with him when she was a child, and he even fed the food, so when she grew up, he would naturally help her tidy her hair wherever she grew up, and snatch her away when she refused to eat. The fork in her hand feeds her.

Abraxas had told her very meaningfully at the time that Christie always liked to sleep with Lucius.

Christy's mother had just died at the time, and Abraxas said she couldn't sleep alone at night.

Really, how did she not feel something was wrong at that time?

He hurt her too much.

She is five years younger than him. For this reason, when he was in the fifth grade, he would write to her specifically to ask her if she had a good sleep recently, if she had any dreams that she didn't like, and accepted her for him with a smile at breakfast. reply.

Even when he went to Hogsmeade on seventh-year weekends, he'd stop by the candy store for a long time just to pick out crisp quills for her that weren't broken in the slightest.Just because she is too young to buy it by herself.

After she arrived at school, he thought she would come to Slytherin, but later she went to Gryffindor, he was very angry, so angry that the start-of-term dinner was not well eaten, and he was a prefect for a year Yes, but that day seemed to be his most serious day as a prefect.

As soon as the dinner party was over, he ran over to see her, wanting to ask her what she was thinking to be assigned to Gryffindor like a family traitor like Sirius.

But the child just looked at him without crying and called him, "Brother..."

His whole body softened, and he just sighed, "Well, that broken hat should be replaced after all these years. It's more and more like a brain problem."

He stroked her head, "Gryffindor is Gryffindor, Gryffindor is no big deal." He kissed her forehead, "Good night, Christy. Sweet dreams."

She sobbed and reached out for him to hug, and he hugged her for a while, "Okay," he was very gentle, watching the half-blood prefect of Gryffindor walking towards him, and he didn't feel disgusted at all Smiling at the other party, "My younger sister will leave it to you."

He has always been gentle and pampering to his only sister, and that tenderness can be deceiving in a certain sense.

It makes people think that if you get close to him, you can also have that tenderness and indulgence.

Makes you feel like you could be treated that way if you got close to him.

He didn't like that Christie was a Gryffindor and didn't want her to associate with the Gryffindor group, so he would even use his prefect privileges to bring Christie to Slytherin while he was still in school Lounge, proudly telling everyone - everyone who knows who she is, this is my sister.

A Malfoy.

Yes, everyone knows that she is a Malfoy, and likewise, everyone knows that she is a traitor who went to Gryffindor for no reason, just like Sirius!

After graduation, he would tell her to take good care of Christie, tell Christie the lounge password and even the dormitory password, and tell her countless times, "That child loves to cry, and he can't sleep alone at night. If she goes to you if……"

But Christie hadn't looked for her, not once.

Later she married him and lived with him.

He still dotes on Christie very much. Clothes, jewelry, books, and even stationery are brought in from the family almost every day.

He raised Christie very delicately, and he didn't even think about Christie's marriage when Christie was 20 years old.

She always thought it was just because her brother loved her sister, and she always thought it was just because he had Christie as his only relative.

After all, he was so kind to Draco after having Draco later on. After all, after having Draco, he was not as single-minded towards Christie as before.

But she should have been suspicious.

She should have been suspicious, the kid was as much like her Draco as...

Christie wasn't right back then either.

He wasn't as fond of her after Draco was born, he was distracted, he couldn't help but focus on his son.

Christie was a bit sad that her place was taken by her own nephew.

Narcissa felt a little happy at that time, she didn't know why, she was just a little happy.

then.

When she had breakfast the day before and was going to see her own Draco, she saw Christie coming down the stairs with red eyes, but she just opened the door of the dining room and didn't even say hello to Christie, and Christie fled back to her nervously. In the back room, she never saw Christie's face again.

Then the elves said that Lucius had grounded Christie, and they said she was crying uncontrollably.

There were a lot of Christie's tears in the house, that's normal, she grew up here, and she cried a lot when she was a child.

Black pearls always shine in unexpected places, but Draco's room?

The room that was carefully cleaned before the child was born, the room that was carefully cleaned every day after the child was born, the room that she personally inspected almost every day...

Why are there Christie's tears in that place?

Not many, they are scattered all over the room, and they catch your eyes inadvertently.

They were so beautifully colored, so pure, with a dazzling but unsettling luster.

Afterwards, Christie fled.I don't know where to go.

She didn't dare to ask her husband, because the Dark Lord was so powerful at that time, so she secretly thought that her husband really dedicated her sister to the Dark Lord as the rumors said.

But the Dark Lord is actually Christie's father.

Why am I so stupid?She asked herself, how could I be so stupid?

I should have thought of that earlier.

The girl opened the door and came out, and at a glance she understood what was going on here.

She looked at the couple. "Excuse me," she said, "I have to go and see how your son needs me to coax him."

She walked away, still in black, black skirt, black shoes and black ribbon.

Narcissa looked at her back, and vaguely remembered the time when her mother died. She stood in front of the mirror and adjusted the black veil on her face, and pinned a white rose on her chest, while Draco Only a few years old, watching from the side, urging her, "Mom, hurry up, mom, hurry up."

She didn't know why she thought of this.

She felt dizzy, but she had nothing to say, and she thought, what else can I do?

Make this matter a big deal?

Tell the Dark Lord what my husband did to his daughter?

tell my son...

No, my Draco cannot know such things.

She felt dizzy, she let go of Lucius without saying a word, just wanted to find a place to sleep.

It's good to sleep, isn't it?

Bella, Andromeda, where are you?

I want to be with you.

Vera pushed open the door of Draco's room, and Draco was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, wondering if he was asleep.

But she walked over and put her hands on his neck, subconsciously trying to push, but Draco opened his eyes, and he said, "Vera."

She didn't let go.

"You can do whatever you want," he said, a little more sober than before, "Vera, I know I was wrong."

She used a lot of strength, but finally let go of her hand. When she choked his neck, she felt that she couldn't breathe well. Yes, choking his neck is choking her own neck. No one can choke to death. he himself.

"Don't be angry with my mother," he sat up, "she just loves me, the Dark Lord gave me such a task... he will kill me if I don't complete it, and my mother can't help it, She can only help me..."

He shut himself up.

"You came to see me." He couldn't help laughing, "Vera, I used to always see you come to see me, and I saw you sitting on my sofa, like now, without saying a word or refusing to talk. Look at me, just sitting alone, no matter what I say or do, you don’t look at me or ignore me.” He said in a low voice, “The doctor said it was a hallucination, yes, it’s a hallucination, I can’t touch you.”

But just now, her hand was on his neck, her fingertips were delicate and slightly cool, but she was not hallucinating.

"Vera, you hate me, I know it," he whispered, "but I was really scared. I waited four years from the age of 16 until I was 20. It took me four years to see you again. At the beginning, my parents were so scared that they almost went crazy. They said that if you were alive, they would let you marry me no matter what. Afterwards, I slowly accepted it. I knew you were dead, Vera..."

But he suddenly saw her again, alive, talking and angry, even better than before—she kissed him, she was on good terms with him, she let him touch her...

"You're playing tricks in front of your father," she said. "Did you do the same thing to your mother?"

He can never hide from her.

"I'm sorry," he said, "but I'm sensible, Vera, and I know they'll say yes to me if I do that... Vera, I must. Aunt Bella killed Tonks, All this has begun to change, I am afraid that my mother will also want..." He said, "I want to protect you, I have to tell my mother that you are my life, otherwise she will abandon you, for me Yours, Vera, that magic is on my side, and my wounds will be on you, so I'm worried that my mother will think about it because of this..."

"say no more."

With a pale face, he closed his mouth obediently.

"I told your father," she refused to look at him, "I said I will marry you."

He couldn't help smiling.

"I also promised you before," she said very low, "I said I would protect you. I said you don't have to worry about anything with me. I said I will let you do whatever you want, but, "She said very lightly, "I said I would not marry you."

"You don't have to marry me..."

"No," she said, "I'll marry you."

"You don't need to push yourself..."

"I haven't finished my sentence," she continued, "I said that you can do anything with me except get married, but now I have promised to marry you, which means that you can do nothing to me now. Do it, I will be your fiancée, I will be your wife, but I will never be the mother of your children..."

"Vera..."

"Your father agreed," she said, finally looking at him, "I'm telling you now, Draco, I'll marry you and become the so-called Mrs. Malfoy, but you, you can't touch me even One finger, because I hate you, because I don't want to."

"Don't be angry with me..." He desperately wanted to grab her shoulders but then she broke his fingers, and they both let go with a muffled grunt, the same finger was on the same The position is abnormally bent.

She frowned, and the pain brought tears to her eyes, but she continued, "Next time you touch me, I won't break your finger," she stared into his eyes, "I'll just chop it off." Drop it."