HP+ first love is no small matter

She didn't sit with him at breakfast. Regulus had been in the infirmary for a week, and she always went to see him. Madam Pomfleur liked the siblings very much, and almost tacitly allowed her to be honest every day. Be bright with him for a while.

Of course, Draco believed that even if Madam Pomfleur didn't want her to, there was a way to spend more time with Regulus.

Moreover, this matter is really in his mind today. Several owls flew towards him with packages. Each package was not big, but he only opened one on the spot. Inside was a fist-sized glass jar with Chop the sun-dried leaves.

He opened it, smelled it, and thought to himself with satisfaction, it really is the store that Ms. Unsavory loves most, and this small jar is very good in terms of quality and quantity.

"What did you buy?" Blaise asked him. "It's very strong."

Draco carefully covered the glass jar in his hand, and used several odor-removing charms, "Catnip," he said, "adding a little to herbal tea will make you sleep better, would you like to come a little?"

"No," Blaise said, "thank you, I know this thing works best for cats, do you want cats?"

"No," he said, "I just haven't been sleeping well lately."

"Speaking of which," Blaise looked around the cafeteria, "Where's Vera?"

"She went to see Regulus."

"Oh," Blaise agreed, but said at the same time, "Speaking of which, compared to Regulus, I think she and you are more like brother and sister..."

"She's not my sister," Draco emphasized again. "Although she looks like me, it's only because we have similar blood."

Similar but not the same.

Blaise fell silent.

He felt that his tone was a little heavy, so he said, "I remember you will be in the library all day today as usual, won't you?"

"So you can do whatever you want in the dorm," he said, "but I'll go back in the afternoon to pick up the books and do the astrology homework with them, and I want everything to look dry when I go back to the dorm." clean."

This is a joke, the two of them have never lived a clean life.

She sat sideways on Regulus' bed, snuggled into his arms and read a book with him, she pointed to a word on the book he was holding up, and said, "I don't understand, what is..."

Madam Pomfleur's footsteps were heard, and she quickly turned into a cat and crawled under his blanket.

"Honey," said Madame Pomfleur, "I think you should take your medicine."

Regulus took the medicine with a smile, drank it up and handed the cup back. Madam Pomfleur took out the book in his hand and watched him lie down obediently. She said, "Relax well, don't worry about it anymore."

He agreed.

Madam Pomfleur left, she crawled out of the quilt and lay on his chest, he stretched out his hand to gently stroke her head, and scratched her chin, and said softly, "Okay, I'm going to sleep, go find Let's play, Draco."

She shook her head and continued to lie on his chest. He said, "But I can't play with you when I fall asleep."

She turned back into a human again, still lying on his chest, and said to him, "But I want to be with you."

"You've been with him a lot lately, too," he said. "I think you like him."

"I like him very much, he is different from others," she said, "but the person I like the most will always be you."

"Play with him a little longer," he said, "and you'll find he's pretty good, too."

"But you've been very nice," she said. "Don't you like me being so close to him?"

She sat up, "If you don't like..."

"I want you to spend more time with him," he said, "he'll take care of you, and you know I'll..."

"I don't need anyone to take care of me," she said, "I just want you."

"Sister," he looked at her, "you can't have your brother."

"I like you."

"You'll like someone too, given the right chance," he said. "Play around with him a lot, you know he likes you."

"No," she said, "he just likes to play with me, he said it himself."

"You know he just said that because he knew you wanted to hear this." He also sat up, hugged her, and put his chin on her face, "Sister, you know he's trying to please you."

"Then do you know that I'm pleasing you too?" She asked back, "You know that what I do is just to please you."

She hugged him tightly, "You want me to have more contact with them, you want me to make Harry Potter and Draco like me."

She said, "I've done everything you wished for, and the girls now consider me one of their own; and I spend almost every day with Draco; He said hello. Re," she looked at him, "what do I wish for?"

She wants him alive.

"Is the reason I do all these things just because I want to make you sad?" he said. "Be good, sister, play with him. You know he's different from other people. He's smarter."

She didn't speak, just leaned against him, wrapped his arms around him, and insisted on pressing him into a sleeping position to lie down with her again.

He said softly, "Okay," he said, "don't lie down with me like this, we're not kids anymore," he rubbed her head, "become a cat, I'll rub your head and scratch your chin for you, wait for me to sleep Once you're done, you can go."

"Do you think that if I have him, I can't want you?" She said, "I don't need him."

She said, "You know that I like you alone, and I only want you alone. I don't want anyone else."

He paused for a while, and said very gently, "Sister, you can't want your brother."

"You think I can have him but not you," she said, "You think I can't lie with you anymore but I can have him."

"I didn't say you needed to lie like this with him," he said, "you just couldn't lie like this with me anymore. We're not kids anymore."

"Do you have someone you like?" she said, "A girl you like the way you said I couldn't like you, do you have someone?"

He didn't speak, just touched her head.

"You are afraid that I will hear you lying, and you dare not answer me," she said, "so is there or is it not?"

She said softly, "You just need to give me one word."

He said, "Sister, can I scratch your chin for you?"

"You're the only one I really like," she said, "so if you don't like me being with him, then I'm not hanging out with him."

"You rarely have playmates," he said, "and he's done nothing wrong, and you can't stop playing with him because you think I don't like it."

"But I have you," she said stubbornly, "I don't need others if I have you."

He embraced her and stroked her hair lightly, "You know I can't stay with you all the time."

He said, "You always have someone else's."

It seems to be talking to her, but also like talking to himself.

"I won't let anything happen to you," she said, "I'll let you live no matter what."

"Don't think so," he said, "I just hope you're well."

As he spoke, he became sleepy involuntarily, stroking her hair one after another.

"You're sleepy." She realized.

"Well," he said, "I want to sleep."

"I'll sing for you, okay?" she said. "You like me singing."

"Sit on the bed and sing to me," he said, "I really want to sleep."

So she leaned on his bedside and held his hand, "You like Seasons in the Sun, but I hate it."

So she sang yesterday and put her hands on his face as she sang, and he liked it when she did it.

"Yesterday, all my troublesome see med so far away

Now it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be..."

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