HP+ first love is no small matter

"You said he lied to me," she whispered into Draco's shoulder suddenly, "didn't you?"

"Yes," Draco didn't understand, "what's wrong?"

"I always had this bad feeling," she said. "I thought he was going to lie to me again."

"No," Draco looked at her. "Do you want me to talk to him? About your mother?"

"No," she said softly, "don't go, if according to what you said, my mother's methods are very superb," ​​she touched his head, "then I can't protect you."

"I protect you, I don't need your protection, because I will protect you." He said firmly.

The girl smiled, however, and reached out to stroke his hair lightly. "Draco," she said softly, "let me tell you a secret. It's about me."

"Go ahead."

"No one can kill me but Regulus and my mother," she said softly.

"I know," he looked at her, "this is you..."

"I may have misunderstood one thing last time," she stared at him. "Death may not be a painful thing but a relief."

"What do you mean?"

"Immortality means that time stops, and my wounds will always be there. Maybe on the outside they will heal, but inside I only have endless pain. That is, if Regulus can bring me relief , while others..." she said in a low voice, "I will not be killed, but I will be caught in eternal pain that will never be released."

"I won't let anyone hurt you." He repeated again.

"No," she said, "I don't want your promise, any promise will fail, and promises beyond your ability will only hurt yourself. But I still want you to promise me one thing," she stared at He, "If anyone hurts me, please promise that you will ask Regulus to kill me. Don't leave me in eternal pain."

"Vera..."

"Don't run away from this kind of thing," she laughed. "Preparing for the worst will always solve the problem."

She looked at him, "You promised me, didn't you?"

"Potter is staring at us," he changed the subject. "He's been watching us for a long time."

"Let him see," she said, annoyed, "my mother has given him too many inappropriate hints, and the attitude of the Dark Lord is really annoying. Seriously, I think one of them will one day kill me."

"Don't say such things!"

She smiled and tapped his forehead with her finger, and Harry Potter over there suddenly knocked over his dinner plate.

"I think I should go," she said coldly, "I'll go out first, don't follow. My mother probably made him think that I have to marry him after I graduate."

"Vera," Harry hurried after her, "Vera..."

"Hello, Harry," she smiled, "have you finished your breakfast?"

"Just like you," he said. "You know Draco has a fiancée."

"I treated him like my own brother."

"He never thought of you as his sister."

"What he wants to do or not to do has nothing to do with you and me," she said, "what's more, we've broken up..."

"Your mother said you were just throwing a tantrum, she said you were always looking for novelty and fun, but in the end you would come back, like..."

"My mother and you have a really good relationship," she looked at her. "Many people say that she is more like my sister than my mother. Why don't you try to pursue her!"

"She just sees me as a junior of her own," Harry felt that all this was already very weird, "Why are you angry about this kind of thing?"

"I'm not angry," she said, "maybe you should understand that we've broken up, you're free now, and so am I, and you like my mom, believe her and think everything she says is right, and you should Stay with her and don't part."

"Your father..." Harry looked at her, before finally speaking, "You really don't care that your father was killed by Bellatris?"

Her face suddenly became extremely cold, "My dad?" She sneered, and pulled her hand out of his, "You care about this, don't you?"

"You believe everything my mother says," she said, looking at her. "My dear Harry, have you ever wondered why you believe her so?"

"She's your mother!"

"But my dad is really Sirius?" She sneered, "everyone told me that the Dark Lord wanted her, everyone told me my mom and his relationship were unclear, did you ever think that I actually Is it his daughter?"

"He's not your father!" he screamed. "Your father is Sirius, your father is..."

"You are afraid that I am his daughter, and you are afraid that you will fall in love with the daughter of the person who killed your parents!" She threw him away, "Yeah, if I were his daughter, if he were my father, what would you do? What? Harry Potter!"

"Can you speak Parseltongue?" He trembled, "Vera, can you speak it? If you can't..."

She looked at him. "Ask my mother! Ask her! Why do you ask me? She made me! How can she not know who my father is! Harry, I think we have made a mistake, She suddenly softened her voice, "We shouldn't have started at all. If I were his daughter, what would you do? Do you want to kill me to avenge your parents?"

"Vera..." He became nervous, "Vera, listen to me..."

"What's the difference between you and them?" She asked him back, "They are afraid that my father is a Muggle, and they don't want me to be a half-breed, what about you? You are afraid that my father is the master of their mouths, and you are afraid of me Daddy is Voldemort! You're afraid I'm bleeding from someone you don't want! Harry Potter, tell me! Tell me how you behave differently from them? Does it really matter who my daddy is? He is Who decides who I am?"

She turned around, "Come on, Harry, let's get it over without being more wrong! I'd better go to Draco, everyone is worried about my blood, some people are worried that I am not pure, and you are worried about me Daddy's the one you hate, and he's the only one who doesn't care! Only he doesn't care who my daddy is, and he's the only one who doesn't care if I'm half-blood! Harry! He's a pure-blood! And even he doesn't care about that!"

She didn't look back, "You really let me down!"

She ran forward, Harry reached out to grab her, but she was too fast, his fingers only brushed her wrist before she struggled out, he had to chase after her, he wanted to stop She, he finally grabbed her hand, and pulled her to the front regardless of her struggle, "Vera!"

"Don't touch me!" She turned her head to look at him, her green eyes were already red, "Don't touch me!"

"Villa," he begged her, "I was wrong, I didn't mean to..."

"Don't touch me!!!" she screamed, "You can't touch me!"

Everyone looked at them, Draco ran out of nowhere, "Potter!" Draco yelled, "What are you doing?"

He hugged Vera, "Did he do anything to you?"

Shaking her head and burying it in Draco's chest, she said softly, "Let's go."

"Let go of her!" Draco looked at Harry and lowered his voice, "Potter! You hurt her!"

"Vera," Harry subconsciously did not dare to let go, he wanted to continue explaining, "Vera, listen to me..."

Draco had roughly pulled away his hand and put her wrist in front of his eyes for a closer look, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?" He asked Vera, and the red mark on the girl's hand was already very obvious, She grabbed his shirt in his arms and shook her head, "I'm fine, let's go."

Her wrists were so red that Draco snarled at Harry, "Potter, she told you not to touch her!"

He held the girl in his arms, "She is afraid of pain, do you know that!"

Everyone was looking at them, at the girl's swollen wrist, Harry looked around, and suddenly felt extremely shame and despair in the eyes of everyone, "Vera," he said, "I'm sorry, I just Curious, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Draco had taken her in his arms and walked away with her.

"Are you finally planning to break up with him?" He asked the girl in his arms softly.

She raised her face, "I think it's about time. Dumbledore has doubted my identity. I don't want to lose my initiative. If I don't break up with him, he will have to break up with me in a few days."

"Don't want him again?"

"Not necessarily, look at his next move, have you ever caught fish?" The girl asked softly, "You don't always have to hold on to the fishing line, sometimes you need to let go of it a little bit."

He held her hand and blew gently, "Does it hurt?"

"Well," she said, "you know I have delicate skin."

"I really don't want you to keep pestering him anymore," Draco said softly, "something is wrong with him already."

"Well. He's already my mother's thing." She buried her head in his arms, relying on his arms and her blond hair to hide her face from being seen smiling, "He's so stupid, stupid Until I got impatient and continued to play with him."

"Everyone saw him hurt you today."

"And I promise he will remember later who made him doubt me and cause us to break up because of his suspicion of me," the girl lowered her voice a little, "Dumbledore will receive A great gift from me."

Scarhead was so stupid when he was 15.

He wasn't much better when he was 15.Even now he is still willing to do all this for her.

"Vera," Draco said softly, "don't mess with him anymore."

"Draco," she called him softly, pulling him into a corner, "do you want to kiss me?"

A thinks (You really want to kiss her.)

B doesn't want to (She's changing the subject.)