HP+ first love is no small matter

He doesn't want to have the same father as her, he thought, holding her in his arms, and said to her, "How are you today?"

"It's okay." She flipped over a piece of paper again, "You've seen my dad, haven't you?"

The Sirius who escaped from Azkaban?He had also seen his animagus, a large, scrawny dog.His mother doesn't like her cousin very much, she thinks he has a brain problem.

But later he heard something else. Harry Potter had a good relationship with him, and he regarded him as his other father. The Dark Lord realized this and used it to get the prophecy ball.

However, his father accidentally smashed the prophecy ball, and Aunt Bella killed her father afterwards.

Aunt Bella called her dad an idiot who didn't do anything but look.

In truth, Draco believed he knew as little about her dad as she did.

She asked him, "What was he like? Potter told me he was nice and loved him, but all I knew of him were pictures, and your dad wouldn't talk to me about him, and I think that's because It's because your father doesn't like my father, so," she turned her head to look at him, "tell me, what kind of person do you think my father is?"

"I don't know," he said softly, "I only know that he was good-looking when he was young, went to Gryffindor and became a family traitor, and ran away because he was afraid of taking responsibility..." He stopped suddenly, realizing why his father Don't tell her, it's too like provoking her relationship with her father whom she has never met.

And that's clearly not wise enough.

"Responsibility? What responsibility?" she asked him. "Is it the responsibility of the pure-blood family that everyone must become a Death Eater? But what responsibility is there before there is no Death Eater organization?"

She looked at him, "Draco, what is your responsibility?"

my responsibility?he thought.

When I was very young I didn't feel like I was responsible, I had a dad and my dad solved everything.

When I was young, I felt that when I grew up, I wanted to support pure blood like my father to carry forward all this. When I was young, I felt that I wanted to make wizards truly have power. When I was young, I felt that I wanted to make Muggles disappear from the world.

But later I found out that all of these are illusions, bubbles, and illusions.

Blood is meaningless and I might even have Muggle blood in me.

And when you died, you died right in front of me, leaving nothing behind, and I couldn't even step into your room.The only memory I keep of you is a pocket watch you left to someone else, a diary that someone else keeps about you.

You love him, but I love you.

He looked at her, and she put her arms around him, "Are you sad?"

"Responsibility makes you suffer like this?" she asked him softly.

No.

"No responsibility is pain," he answered her, "you don't know what you want, you don't know what you should do, you don't have anything worth working for," he looked at her, "Vera, no responsibility is the real pain."

"You are different from them." She smiled, and looked at him sideways, her green eyes were shining like opals, and he couldn't help feeling his face getting hot, "You look what I do?"

She said softly, "Draco, I know, you are different from those idiots, you are like Regulus."

Regulus, Regulus, Regulus.

Nightmare Regulus, she wants Regulus forever.

And Draco could never escape him.

"Why do you love responsibility so much?" She sat a little far away from him so that she could look at him more conveniently. "Why do people have to have so many responsibilities? Isn't it good to do what they want to do happily?"

Want to do something?

What Regulus wants to do is not necessarily right, and what he wants to do is doomed to fail.

He changed the subject, "Vera, you should make a break with Potter. Today I went to the Weasley joke shop and found him there. He almost ate him alive so I could ask why you couldn't go out and meet him."

"Huh?" She didn't understand, "He likes me that much?"

"He has an obsession with you," he commented. "It's kind of dangerous. I've known him for years, but I've never seen him like this."

"Probably because of Sirius," she said, "he sees him as his father. I don't think it's because of me. After all, I've only kissed him so many times, and I'm really inexperienced, So I think his obsession should not be for me."

No... a girl who is not good at kissing is somehow more attractive to most guys than a girl who is good at kissing.

"You like my dad very much, too," he said softly, "but you don't like me the way he likes you."

"Well," she nodded and he felt as if he had put a dagger in his heart, she said, "maybe it will work, maybe it will work for me that he likes me."

"The Dark Lord doesn't like you approaching him," he reminded her. "You can't make him angry anymore. He looks scary when angry."

"The Dark Lord doesn't like me approaching him," she said, "but I'd love to see Dumbledore angry, and I want Harry Potter to be my thing."

"How can a boy become mine and truly obey my command?" She looked at him, "The one who never betrays?"

"I don't think you need to think about this..." He hadn't finished speaking.

"Have you ever kissed a girl?" she asked suddenly.

"Eh?" His face was burning hotly, "Why do you ask this?"

"You're quite popular among girls," she said. "Although he told me you have a fiancée, there are still a lot of Slytherin girls who like you. Pansy loves you like crazy."

Then she said, "Let's not talk about that," she leaned a little closer to him, "Have you ever kissed a girl?"

She thought for a while, "No, as long as you haven't kissed Pansy."

He was a little dazed, but her smell invaded him little by little, and he felt a little dizzy, "I haven't kissed her before... Wait, why are you asking this?"

She sighed, and suddenly put a hand on his neck and pressed him down.

She kissed him.

After a simple touch, she let go of him again, "How do you feel?"

His whole mind was buzzing, "How about what?"

"This kiss," she said, "I don't know how to kiss a person, so what do you think of this kiss?"

how do you feel?

feels good?Not feeling enough?Feel like a kiss shouldn't be like this?

A is very good.

B is not enough.

C This is not a kiss.