HP+ first love is no small matter

Although I only went out to buy things yesterday, my mother took them out to order clothes and wands for her today.Her wand shopping was much the same as last time, except that, when she was choosing which one, he said, "Don't you want a yew?"

She shook her head, "That one is a bit long, I don't think it's easy to use."

"You want to leave it to Regulus," he said firmly.

"Mr. Ollivander just said," she said, looking at Ollivander, who leaned a little, "that the wand should match your height."

The latter agreed.

She said, "Regulus is very tall, and he should be taller in the future." She turned her head to look at him, "I think you know that."

"There's nothing wrong with saying that," he said, "but you know what? 'His' wand is yew too. I think he'd be very pleased if you'd picked that one."

His mother was standing behind them watching, and she said, "Draco was right."

It never hurt her to act a little like the Dark Lord.

And Ollivander's face suddenly turned pale.

And she suddenly smiled, "You want me to pick this one?"

She picked up the yew wand and looked at him. "You think this one is better for me?"

"I think it suits you better."

"Okay then." She laughed, "Maybe I will grow taller in the future?"

"Just this one," she handed Ollivander the wand, "you know I'm comfortable with either one, and you said either one should work for me and my brother, so I'll pick this one." The roots are ready."

She walked out of the shop with her new wand, and Narcissa stood paying for it.

"Actually you like this one too, don't you?" he said as he went out. "The yew wand has the power to control life and death."

"Yes," she said softly, but she laughed again, "Draco, you guessed it right again." She held out her hand for him to pull him closer to her, and she said, "I chose the Is this one?"

"No," he shook his head, "you picked another one before."

"Because the owner of cedar can never be deceived?" she chuckled. "Did you deceive me? Draco? Did you deceive me?"

He was silent.

And she stared at him, "Will you help me?" She whispered, "Help me see if I can live with him at the same time?"

"I will do anything for it," he said. "I will give anything, Vera, so long as you live."

"Then let me tell you," she said softly, "Draco, if Regulus survives, you can do whatever you want."

Draco's heart beat violently.She stood so close to him that he could smell her fragrance.

It's the smell of lavender and ambergris, it's my mother's body wash and perfume.

Why did she become so close to her mother?The idea popped into his head suddenly.

The two were very close, holding hands again, so close that when Narcissa came out of the store, her heart stopped beating subconsciously, and she tremblingly said, "Draco, Vera..."

The girl let go of Draco's hand, turned her head and looked at her with a smile, "Auntie." She walked over to hold her arm, "Draco told me that the Dark Lord uses a yew wand."

"Yes," Narcissa took a steady breath and held her hand tightly, "he will be very happy that your wand is like his..."

She listened, resting her head on her arm as Narcissa squeezed hers tightly, then reached out to take her own son's.

Narcissa suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, Draco...

How did Draco know she'd be there...?

The three of them walked with their own minds, she and his had a slight resemblance, so that people on the road always looked at them involuntarily, and when they entered the extraordinary clothing store, the young clerk didn't even look at her. Know what to call her.

Narcissa said, "Vera," she pointed to the stack of magazines on the sofa, "Go and see if there is any style you want."

At the same time, he said to the clerk, "My husband's niece."

"Miss Malfoy?" the clerk asked hesitantly.

"Yes," Narcissa glanced at the girl sitting on the sofa again, her son was already preparing to sit beside the girl and watch with her, "it's Miss Malfoy."

"Do you want to make a school uniform?" The clerk was a little surprised. The child should still be studying at his age. "Is it Beauxbaton or Durmstrang?"

"No, I won't do it." Narcissa said, not going to explain further.

magic school...

She has a lot of things on her mind, and she doesn't know whether the Dark Lord is willing or not to let her go to school out of his sight, but if she really wants to go to school, where else can she go besides Hogwarts?

As she thought, she walked towards the sofa, and there were already a few bouncing teacups on the coffee table.

Draco was talking to her, "Do you like long robes or short robes? Let's forget the ones that come down to your ankles. It always feels like you're mopping someone's floor."

She had never made clothes in her previous life, and even the school uniforms were her mother's old clothes. Fortunately, Christie had a frightening amount of clothes, and even the old school uniforms were brand new, as if she hadn't worn them a few times.

However, she never wore new clothes in the wizarding world in her previous life.

So in the matter of ordering her robes, Draco showed great enthusiasm.

"I don't know, I haven't worn a robe since I was a child, so I don't know what it looks like." She casually flipped through a few pages, and handed him the booklet full of moving figures in her hand, "Help me see Look, I'll just take a measurement later, won't I?" She looked at Narcissa, "Is that right, aunt?"

Narcissa forced a smile, "Yes."

She got up from the sofa that she was sitting with Draco, and squeezed into the single sofa beside Narcissa, she stretched out her arms to embrace Narcissa, "Are you tired? Aunt."

She said, "Shall I rub your shoulders?"

Narcissa couldn't help showing a little smile, "Girls have to talk about their manners outside." She said, "But I'm glad you said that." She looked at her who was holding a booklet and looked at them ignorantly. Son, "What a nice girl, she is obedient and sensible." She said softly, "Look at your cousin, he doesn't understand anything."

"That's now," Vera said, "it will change later," she leaned against Narcissa, "I think it's fine for him to be that way."

"Would you like some tea?" she said to Narcissa, "but speaking of which, the sugar bowl frightens me a bit. I feel like it's going to bite me."

"Oh." Narcissa couldn't help chuckling, "Don't be afraid, look," she raised her wand, "take out your wand, point at it," she pointed to the girl, "the cup is flying !"

The girl did the same, and the teacup flew over, but in a hurry, the tea spilled a little, "Am I not doing well enough?" she asked Narcissa.

"No," Narcissa called for a teacup herself, "it's the first time you've done this kind of thing." She took a sip of tea and calmed down, "In my opinion, the first time you use the Flying Curse can be effective." You've done pretty well."

Draco, on the other hand, ran over excitedly holding the album, he said, "Vera, Mom," he pointed to several pieces of paper for them to see, "how about these?"

Vera has no interest in robes, she doesn't like that kind of cumbersome clothing, and Narcissa flipped through it, agreeing with most of her son's taste, but she was a little dissatisfied, "This one should not be silver-gray, but green Well," she looked at the girl, "green will go well with your hair and eyes."

The girl nodded and rested her head on Narcissa's shoulder again.

When she was taking the measurement, the clerk admired her slender waist and asked, "Do you want to make it a little bigger?" The black-haired clerk said softly, "Miss seems to be able to grow taller."

"No," Narcissa said, "I'll order a new one at that time." She frowned, "Little girls shouldn't wear clothes that don't fit."

Time passed quickly, and by the time they bought their wands and ordered four sets of robes, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, so Narcissa decided to take them back for dinner.

They went to greet the Dark Lord as was their custom when they returned.

At that time Lucius was already standing in the middle of everyone with a pale face, Draco subconsciously looked at his father a few more times, and Narcissa forced herself not to notice the existence of her husband.

And the girl didn't have any special feelings for the extra Lucius. The Dark Lord called her over there, so she walked towards him with her new wand in her hand, and he said, "You have a wand?"

She nodded.

"what does it look like?"

"Phoenix tail feathers and yew," she said. "Ollivander's face looks a little subtle."

"Because your wand is the same as mine, Miss." He stretched out his hand to call her over, and she sat obediently beside him. He stroked her long hair and said, "Want to learn magic?"

"Ah."

"Want me to teach you?"

"I thought you were busy."

"There is always time for your words," he said softly, "Go, I know you must be a little tired after walking outside for a day, let Narcissa take you to your own room to rest for a while, I will teach you a little bit after dinner Funny little trick."

She nodded and looked at Narcissa, who led her out of the living room.

The Dark Lord watched her every movement.

After she finally disappeared, he spoke to Draco.

"It looks like you guys had a good time today." The Dark Lord watched him, and he subconsciously took a step back, "Yes, master."

"Tell me," he whispered suddenly, "tell me, what is she to you? Draco, why do you like being with her?"

A She is like my sister.

B I like her.

C A friend of similar age.

Chapter 15 Choice B Draco Death Ending 1