HP+ first love is no small matter

62C talk to Regulus

"She wants me to fix the Vanishing Cabinet," Draco said softly. "She wants me to fix it so the Death Eaters can come in."

"Go to Dumbledore," Regulus said, "no, don't go to him," he covered his head and thought for a while, "give me some time to think about what to do...you Do you know how to fix it?"

"know."

"Then do it slowly," he said, "don't do it all at once, give me time but at the same time don't let her realize that you're putting it lightly..."

He took a deep breath, "Don't let her know that you came to me, she will go crazy."

"It wasn't a big deal when the Death Eaters came in," Draco said. "She just dropped out and went home last time..."

"It's good for everyone if she stays here," Regulus said. "I dare not let her go back to your house. That person's attitude is too subtle, and I'm a little uneasy."

"That person? The Dark Lord? He dotes on her very much, last time it was..."

"Even if there is blood relationship," Regulus stared at him, "I don't dare to dangle her in front of him, she doesn't understand anything, I'm afraid something will happen to her."

"If you're that afraid of me going home with her..."

"You still like her?"

"Yes," Draco replied easily, "you said you would give her to me."

"Draco," Regulus took a deep breath, "There are some things about Draco that I think you should know..." He took a deep breath, "Draco, do you think she looks a bit like you?"

"Even you and I look a bit alike," Draco shrugged. "Your father is my mother's cousin, so of course we will."

"Have you ever thought about your father and my mother..."

"My father is not your mother's brother," Draco said. "Your mother was not born to my grandfather, she was the daughter of the Dark Lord. I know it. I know your mother is half-blood. I know she and you are half-blood, but It's okay, I don't care about these..."

"I'm not talking about bloodlines..." Regulus tried to think of how to describe this incident mildly. Draco is a boy who sips my daddy all the time...

"My dad won't stop me. He told me last time that as long as she's still alive, I can marry her..." Draco couldn't help but smile slightly, but she was already dead at that time, and He really... was dying too.

"Your father said that?"

"Yeah, you know everyone says I was spoiled, you know I was spoiled, my parents never gave me what I asked for. So," Draco laughed, " Don't worry, no one will stop me if I insist on marrying her."

"Wait, Draco," Regulus whispered, "your father...you..."

A group of Hufflepuff students came laughing from afar.

"Don't worry," Draco said faster because someone was coming, "I'll always find a way to convince my parents."

"Your father didn't tell you?" Regulus looked at him, "Your father is willing to let you marry her?"

"My dad said that last time, so it will be the same this time..."

"But she was dead last time, so your father's words are probably just to comfort you..."

"My dad is not that kind of person!" Draco exclaimed. "Okay, Regulus, don't think about it! I'll take care of her!"

He stared at Regulus, "You don't regret it? You don't want to give her away, do you?" He stared at Regulus, "Regulus, as you said, you Said you gave her to me..."

"But maybe you can't have her either," Regulus said softly, "Draco, she can't be with you..."

"Then she can't be with you either!"

The group of Hufflepuff students were getting closer, and Draco couldn't talk anymore, "Regulus," he stared at each other, "think about what you are going to do, I will tell you everything Already!"

She took a nap in Draco's bed, on top of his pillow, and Blaise kept staring at her until Draco came back and finally said, "That cat seems to like you."

Blaise's bed is littered with cat treats, from fish jerky to jerky to tubes of nutritional cream.

Blaise seemed to be trying hard to coax her, but Draco keenly noticed that Blaise's hands were scratched.

But think about it, if you gave her these when she was a girl she would have slapped you to death.

"I don't think you should tease her with that," Draco whispered, "she'll be mad."

"I already knew she was mad," Blaise showed him his hand, "she just pawed me at first, and then she almost ate me like a lion cub when I was about to open your can of catnip ..."

"Well," Draco patted her head with his hand, she opened her eyes, glanced at him and then closed them again, "She's special, you can't tease her with cat treats."

"But it's not good to give cats to eat people..."

"Don't feed her, she will find something to eat by herself." Draco rubbed her ear with his hand, and she thought he was annoying, so she pressed her paw on the back of his hand to keep him from moving.

"She likes you," Blaise envied, "and she gets mad when I touch her head."

"Cats are like that," Draco smiled, "especially her, she's very grumpy."

"But she's also really pretty, I've never seen a prettier cat than her," Blaise said, "She doesn't have balls, so I think she's a little girl..." Draco subconsciously wanted to cover Shut the opponent's mouth but it was a step too late.

She finally got up and glared at Blaise.

"She's so smart..."

She let out a low gurgling sound from her throat.

When the annoying lady does this, she is usually so angry that she wants to arrest someone.

"Stop it," Draco said softly, "Brace, she's already very angry..."

"Well," Brace said in a low voice, "cats are always very grumpy and don't think they're cats." He stared at her, "but I still prefer cats to dogs..."

"Brace!" Draco subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her down so that she wouldn't jump up and beat Blaise up. "Haven't you found out that she understands?!"

"You're so smart and cute!" Blaise said quickly.

"Stop talking," Draco felt that he could hardly hold her back, "Brace, don't call her a cat."

"But I really want to touch her..."

"Better not to..."

"Just one moment," he looked at Draco expectantly, "I'll just touch her..."

Blaise really likes cats a little too much, and Draco stroked her head and couldn't stop running down her hair, "Brace, you better wait, you see her hair is blown up, she's angry, and very angry……"

Chapter 75 I am the same

"Draco." She roused him out of bed, "Draco."

"What's the matter?" He hugged her in a daze, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I want to beat Zabini up," she said softly. "I hate him."

"He just touched you," he laughed, "he likes cats..."

"You press me and let him touch me!"

"You caught him bleeding..." He came back to his senses, and immediately added, "He touched you while I wasn't paying attention. I didn't mean to hold you down and let him touch you..."

"He almost touched my stomach!" She was angry. "A cat's stomach is a human breast, any other place is fine, but I just can't stand him touching my breast!"

He couldn't help laughing, and held her in his arms, "Okay," he coaxed her, "Why are you so angry? You won't be sulking here without sleeping, right?"

She doesn't speak.

It must have been so angry that he didn't sleep at all.

"Little frog," he called her in a low voice, "little frog, you're going to blow yourself up..."

He got punched.

"Why don't you sleep?" He hugged her and kept stroking her back, "Afraid of having nightmares?"

"Ah."

"What kind of nightmare?" he whispered. "Is anyone dead?"

He always knew she was having nightmares, but he didn't know what kind of nightmares it was.

She bit her lip and said nothing, but he hugged her, "Don't be afraid, just tell me, you can do anything."

He cast a Silencing Charm before bed, and Blaise couldn't hear a word.

"Tell me," he whispered, "Vera, tell me."

"Bad dreams," she whispered, "bad dreams for girls."

He paused for a moment. "Did someone do anything to them?"

"Come in," she said, "it hurts, it's nasty, it's disgusting, but I can't move."

He knew what she was talking about, and he just put his arms around her and asked her, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No," she laughed softly, "you're my brother. I'm not afraid of you."

"Yes," he whispered, "don't be afraid, I'm your brother, I won't treat you like that, Vera, don't be afraid, it's just a dream..."

"That happened to them," she whispered. "They said no, they said please, they kept crying..."

"That's not such a terrible thing," he whispered. "Their way is wrong. They should have asked their permission to do it. They shouldn't have left their minds."

"Will you do what you want to me regardless of my thoughts?"

"Will not."

"Will you lie to me? Will you ask me to do what you want, will you force me to do what I don't want?"

"never."

"Does it hurt?" she asked him in a low voice. "They all hurt, but the men seem to be comfortable, so they want to but they don't. But if it hurts like that, why do I hear some girls say She likes it? Why do the Weasleys have seven children? Doesn't it hurt enough? Why seven children? Or does she simply only like children?"

"Because the way of those people in your dream is wrong," he whispered, "it's not only boys who are comfortable, girls are also comfortable if the way is right."

"What is the right way?"

"Well... at least the girl is willing," he thought for a while, "then there must be kisses and touches, and some gentle words and gentle things..."

"What would that look like?"

……

"I don't know," he whispered, "I haven't tried."

She paused for a while, then suddenly said, "Let's try it, shall we?"

"Vera..."

"It doesn't have to be the last," she said, "I'd like to try it with you, we kissed each other, and you touch me every day, I think you're very gentle, so why don't you try and see if you can make me forget What about those people?"

"When we're married later," he said, "when we're married..."

"I can't marry you."

"Don't say that," he smiled. "What are you worried about? Mom and Dad are stopping me from being with you now, but I can still..."

"Anything except marriage." She looked at him, "Draco, I like you very much, and I don't want you to be sad."

"I like you too."

As soon as he finished speaking, she sealed his lips, and when he stepped back a little, she pressed him against the pillow. He wanted to push her away, but she stood upright with a smile, and put an index finger on the pillow. His forehead was centered. "Now I'm going to show you a spell," she whispered. "A Muggle spell—physics."

He struggled to get up but found he couldn't.

"Is a finger very strong?" She laughed, "Not necessarily, but because I put my finger on you, you can't change your body's center of gravity, and then you can't make the movement that you want to get up. "

She whispered, "Draco, this is Muggle magic - one finger can stop anyone from getting up."

He couldn't help laughing, put his hand on her waist and scratched it lightly, and she suddenly burst into laughter in his arms, "Draco!" She punched him, "You cheated!"

"It's my magic," he laughed, "or yours. There's a magic switch in your stomach that makes you laugh when I touch it."

The two rolled into a ball, tickling each other, and when he came to his senses, he was already so excited that he didn't dare to move, but turned her back and held her in his arms, not daring to let her realize what was wrong with him.

She was still smiling at first, but later she realized that his silence was a bit too much, "Draco?"

He rubbed his hot face against her shoulder, "Huh?" with a strong nasal voice.

"Why don't you speak or move?"

"Sleepy," he mumbled, "should you go to bed too? After so much trouble, you should be sleepy too..."

"Touch me, okay?" she whispered, "Be gentle, just touch my head and shoulders, the people in the dream are always touching other places... I don't like them like that."

He stroked her obediently, thinking about doing something else.

But he also knew that she was afraid of such a thing, so he just continued to touch her.

"Actually, you want to come in too, don't you?" She said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"Suddenly you stopped talking and didn't move, you held me tightly, and when you finally spoke, your voice was hoarse," she whispered, "I think you probably have an erection, you want to come in ,Yes or no?"

"Well," he whispered, "yes, but no."

"Why do you think it's not possible?"

"Because you are still young," he said, "when you are older, when you are 17 years old, and when you graduate from Hogwarts," he smiled, "I will marry you, and then I will marry you do this."

"You're wondering now," she stated, "and you know I didn't live to be seventeen last time, Draco, what if I die very, very early this time too?"

"You're not going to die," he said firmly, "I won't let you die no matter the cost."

"But then I won't marry you," she said. "I could have sex with you, but I won't marry you."

"You can only do that to you when you're married," he insisted, "Vera, even if I can't do that to you, I won't allow anyone else to do that to you without marrying you." That kind of thing," he hugged her tightly, "only your future husband can do that to you, and he must love you..."

"if not?"

"Otherwise?" He chuckled softly, "At your wedding, I'll be the one to stand up and say [I disagree!]."

She suddenly laughed softly, and then said, "You are so stupid, Draco, how can you be so stupid?"

"I've never been smart enough," he kissed her hair, "Vera, I've never been smart enough, but I like you and I will protect you at all costs."

She was quiet for a while, and finally said in a thin voice, "Me too."

The author has something to say:

Just to prevent myself from confusing the time again, let me tell you that it is now the end of January and the beginning of February here.

In this comparison, the progress of the demon hunter is really fast. Because there is not much writing about the school, the 15 words have already jumped to March.

……

Oooh, I got this chapter mixed up with the one that came after.