HP+ first love is no small matter

"Me?" She was a little surprised. "A name I like? A name I like..." She paused. "Victoria...or Victor." She leaned her head again Back on his shoulder, "I care too much about winning or losing, Regulus said about me, but I like winning, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Then my future child will be called Victoria or Victor..."

"You can call me Victor," she patted him, "but not Victoria."

"why?"

"Because that's what I left for myself, I like this name, you can't use it."

"Overbearing," he laughed, "You must know that there are Muggles and Queen Victoria."

"That's them," she pinched him, "but you know I like that name, so you can't use it."

"Not even your own children?"

She stared at him, "I won't have children, you know I will die if I have children, he won't allow me to have children."

"We'll settle this one thing," he put his arms around her. "You're going to have a daughter named Victoria..."

"No, I don't want that either." She shook her head, "I don't like children, and I don't want children either."

"Then I don't want it either."

"You have to," she said, "your father said your fiancée is settled..."

It's Astoria.She's still young, but it's definitely her.

"I will not marry her."

"Well," she said, "if you marry her and have a daughter, I allow you to call her Victoria."

"No," he shook his head, "I want you and my daughter."

"That's impossible," she said. "You know I don't love you."

"Yes, one day you will like me." He laughed, "And what can I do if you don't like me? I only want you."

She put her head on his chest, "You are so stupid."

"Your father loves your mother that much, do you think your mother doesn't love him?"

He doesn't speak.

"A good couple isn't just about looking good, and it's not about one-sided love," she said. "One person gives the other all his love, and the other returns the same love. That's a good couple."

"You want to say that you don't love me so I shouldn't like you?" he asked her, "but what do you want me to do?"

"While there is still a chance, change to someone who likes you." She said, "There is always someone who likes you."

"Why don't you do that?" he asked, "You know that liking someone is my own business, not the one being liked."

He said, "I did it to myself. Even if another girl likes me, but I don't like her, then we still can't be a couple like my parents."

She sighed and hugged him backhand, "Why are you as stupid as me."

"I am willing."

"It's different," she said, "You are your mother's life, you are a very good family, although some thoughts are a bit strange, although your father's ambition is somewhat beyond his ability, but the three of you are Nice family."

Her mother didn't love her father, and neither did she.

"I……"

What can he do?Give her enough love?Believing in yourself will make her happy?Believing that she would be a role model for her family?Can I give her another father, another mother, another brother and a husband?

Among other things, with just one Regulus...

One Regulus is enough to make people desperate.

"Don't worry, I don't need my parents' love."

"But you shouldn't let your parents down, they really love you. But you like me, it's not good, I will only break your heart, and I make you sad because I make your parents sad." She He said softly, "Regulus told me that betraying anyone's kindness is a very wrong thing. They love you so much, you should at least guarantee your own life."

"No," he said solemnly, "a person's kindness to others should come from his own heart, even if there is no return, it is his own fault, he has his own reason, and should know how to control his emotions. "

"If you had any sense you would know you shouldn't like me," she said.

"Then you shouldn't like him."

He advised her, "Vera, don't get close to Harry Potter, you don't like him, don't do things you don't want to."

"I have to go," she rested her head on his shoulder, "not just for Regulus, but for you."

"For me?" He stopped.

"You said you liked me in front of a lot of people," she whispered, "Draco, you shouldn't have done that, it could easily get to his ears, and you know he doesn't Like you like me."

Dark Lord...

"Last time he asked me," she still went to see the Dark Lord sometimes, as before, "he asked me if you were interesting."

She looked at the stars, "I said maybe, I don't think you are any different."

"But he doesn't like you anymore."

"So let me go to Harry Potter," she said, "for Regulus's sake, and for yours. Only Harry Potter is more annoying to him than you, or do you want me to go to Dumbledore? "

She shook her head, "I think giving him a pair of handmade socks might do wonders, but I don't know how to knit, and I don't want to learn, and I don't think he'll believe that a 14-year-old girl is crazy enough to be crazy enough to be her Great-great-grandfather's man..."

"I heard that most men like young girls, they don't care how old they are, but I still think I can't do it, he is so old, he is more than 100 years older than me, I am not a fraction of his, I I can't imagine how I can get him to kiss me..."

"Dumbledore," Draco smiled wryly, "I'd rather you go to Dumbledore, he doesn't like women."

He put his arms around her. "He likes Greenwald."

"The first Dark Lord?" she asked him. "So Dumbledore was such a brave man? Dare to have a forbidden love so long ago?"

"You didn't like him very much at the time..." He paused for a while, "You said he was timid and you said he obviously liked Greenwald but refused to say it..."

You say he's over 100 years old and still has time to hang out with Greenwald, and your tombstone will say you only lived to be 15 years old.

Yes, 15, you died when you were 15 and two weeks old.

You are seven months and nineteen days from turning 15.

She is very obedient and docile, snuggling against his chest like a cat to absorb the warmth.

So he couldn't help but have a little extravagant hope.

"May I not die?" he said, "May I not kill myself for him?"

"I did that in front of you last time, didn't I?"

"Ah."

"I'm sorry," she put her arms around his waist, "I think I'm sorry for you."

"What about this time?" He asked her softly, "What about this time?"

She hugged his neck, and because she was much shorter than him after sitting down, she raised her head and kissed his chin instead of his cheek, and said, "I will never kill myself for him in front of you this time." of."

It's like a bird pecking you gently, but the touch is soft and slightly cool.

She leaned into his arms.He put his arms around her, feeling mixed emotions.

"You can't like me, you shouldn't like me, Draco, you've got to have kids," she said, "and you've got to have at least two, come to think of it, your parents, two so-called purebloods You gave birth to a child. Many Slytherins of your generation are the only sons of pure-blood families. If this continues, you will almost be unable to marry. There are many more boys than girls in your generation. Found it? If this situation continues, there will only be fewer and fewer pure-blood wizards. If you look at the Weasleys again, I don't understand why you call them traitors, even though they don't have as strong a blood support as you, But look at their family, seven children, all of them are pure blood..."

The Weasley family is simply using their actions to contribute to the cause of pure blood.

And the Death Eaters are consuming themselves and killing themselves.

"Bloodlines don't matter," he said, "and I didn't exist to have children."

"I don't understand," she said after a while, "Draco, I don't understand, don't you care about blood?"

"Maybe I have Muggle blood on my body?" he said. "Maybe the Weasleys will suddenly become Death Eaters? The future of pure-blood wizards is not pinned on my children. Not having a single one wouldn't make much of a difference. Besides, do you think I'm Harry Potter's daddy? Do you think my kids can save the world?"

He said, "Vera, I don't care about that. It doesn't matter. What matters is what I want to do. What matters is what I want."

He said, "I want you to live, and I want you to live as much as you want him to live."

She doesn't understand this time, Draco thought, you've told me everything I said, and I'm discussing it with you using your own theories.

He said, "Bloodline," he laughed suddenly, "You're making excuses," he looked at her, "You and I both know you don't care about bloodlines, you just want to find an excuse to prevaricate me."

He said, "Come on, Vera, I know what you're thinking, and you know I know it, so stop trying to convince me of things you don't believe yourself, and you know I won't."

She suddenly softened, and she said, "Let's not discuss this issue, shall we? There is no result."

"You won't change, and I won't change," he said, "but look at the moon, how beautiful the moon is."

She knew she lost but wanted a draw, and he agreed.

The moon shone like a silver coin in the sky.

And the moonlight poured down like quicksilver, and he sat side by side with her, feeling a little peace gradually overflowing from the depths of his heart.

With his chin on her forehead, the tip of his nose buried in her hair, he said, "You wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Absolutely not."

He took her in his arms. "Vera," he said softly, "if you die, I can't live."

"Nobody can't live without someone else..."

"But you said you wouldn't live if he died," he said, "and I really, really like you."

"You know I like Regulus."

"Then I still like you."

"You're so stupid," she said, "I know he likes me. I just want him to say it, and you like me when you know I don't like you."

"I'm just an idiot," he said. "You know, I'm out of my wits."

"Fool." She said softly, but he hugged her and didn't speak.

She put her head in his arms and let him hug her. After a while, she said, "Do you want to sit here a little longer?" She hugged him, "I'm a little cold."

"Sit with me for a while, okay?" he begged her.

There were too many people in the lounge or the lobby, and when she was at home, she was by the Dark Lord's side almost all the time.

It was good at school, and it is good now.

Because most of the time he is not allowed and cannot be so close to her at all.

Now there is another Harry Potter.

It's getting farther and farther away.

In the beginning, he was obviously the one she was closest to besides Regulus, but now he is the one who should not be closest to her besides Regulus.

But he wanted to stay with her like this for a while, alone for a while, at least for a while with only the two of them and no one else.

"Okay." She agreed.

And he untied his robe, and hugged her tightly.

They leaned against each other, like two little beasts afraid of the cold, looking up at the moon.

He thought, won once, finally won this time.

The author has something to say:

Miss actually liked him very much this time, but not in that way.

She really looked at Draco as an older brother, and Regulus was not as much an older brother to her as Draco was.

Only when she meets someone she likes, she can't help but want to persuade him, otherwise, like Zhou Mu, Miss thinks that I have done my best, why do you still bother me?

And whether it was for Regulus or Draco, she had to be close to Harry Potter this time.

Because the more she likes Draco, the more she has to be careful not to let Lao Fu feel that Draco is very close to her, Lao Fu will easily want to kill Draco.

ps I feel really good today, I typed out more than 1 words.

Of course, it could also be because I don't want to do anything else.