HP+ first love is no small matter

"You've met your fox," he whispered. "Well, Vera, I'm off to class. See you after class."

"Hmm." She nodded absently, but she was still staring at the lake in a daze.

"I made an agreement with Dumbledore," Regulus said in a soft voice, "I told him that as long as she is well, I will do anything. She can't go back to your house now, but she can stay in Hogwarts any longer. Not good either, she hasn't eaten anything for two or three days, has she?"

"how do you know?"

Regulus didn't answer him, just stared at the floor, "Promise me one thing," he said softly, "Draco, promise me, promise me that you will consider her as your sister as I do."

Draco raised his head suddenly, "What do you mean?"

"Just that," Regulus said softly, "don't kiss her on the lips, don't do things that cross the line with her, and treat her like your own sister."

"What do you mean?!" Draco finally got angry, "She's your sister, but not my sister!"

"Just let her be your sister, Draco, it's better for us all."

"No!"

He glared at Regulus, "What do you want to do? You can't like her, not even me? You can't touch her, but I can't even touch her?!"

"Are you crazy?" He asked Regulus back, "Your possessiveness is really weird!"

Regulus stared at him, wanted to say something but stopped, "Draco," he stared into the other's eyes, "this matter..."

"Enough!" Draco exclaimed, "Come on, keep thinking like this, your damn sense of morality killed her once, and now you want to kill her a second time, right!!!"

"I killed her?"

You put that ring on her and you killed her!

"Yes," Draco said, "She said no one but you could kill her! Regulus, you killed her once, and now you want to kill her a second time, don't you?!"

"Why should I kill her?"

"I don't know!" he cried, "She said that only you can kill her, so you kill her! Regulus," he remembered the way the girl died, and he remembered that she couldn't restrain herself. The crying look came, "You killed her!!! Regulus!"

He roared hysterically, "You killed her!!!"

He said, "You killed her once, once in front of me, and this time I will never let you touch her again! You will never touch her this time!"

He couldn't help but grabbed the opponent by the collar and pressed him against the wall, "Regulus," he gritted his teeth, feeling his tears streaming down his cheeks, "she died once," he squeezed His collar, "You are the happiest. She likes you so much, and she can't bear to make you sad at all... So you forget her, forget everything, and you think she is your sister. You don't remember what she did for you." What did you do, she died, right in front of my eyes, she wouldn't let me go, even if she wanted you to tell the truth, Regulus, she just wanted you to say you love her, But you refused, she said she was in pain in front of you, she cried in front of you and asked if you liked someone else so you didn't want her, Regulus..." He let go of his hand, looked at the other party's drooping face, "Give her to me... Regulus, give her to me... She will make you forget her. She likes you so she doesn't want to give you any pain, but she doesn't care about me. She is afraid that you will be sad, so even If you kill her with your own hands, she will make you forget her, but she never thought about me, she died once in front of me, and this time until now she has never said that she will not die," he put his head on the other side on his shoulder, "Regulus... She only likes you after all..."

The other party reached out and hugged him tightly, "Draco," he heard Regulus ask calmly, "did I forget about her?"

"Using the Oblivion Curse, and Dumbledore also helped her later, Snape won't let anyone mention her in front of you."

"Tell me," he whispered, "how on earth did I kill her? I'd rather kill myself than her, so what did she do to me? By what means?"

"The ring," Draco said softly, "the Dark Lord's Horcrux, the ring she wears around her neck, there is a curse on that ring, she asked you to put it on her..."

"That ring," Regulus repeated in a low voice, "I understand, is there anything else I should know?"

"Margaret," Draco thought back, "no, that's not important, Harry Potter," he said in a low voice, "you asked her if she was going to pretend to kill Harry Potter and force You accidentally killed her..."

Regulus patted him on the back lightly, "What else?"

"She postponed her birthday for a month, and then two weeks after your birthday, she asked you to kill that old witch, your mother, and then asked you to kill her."

"Why did you kill my mother?"

It's all too difficult to explain.

"Your mother is a lunatic, no, all your women are lunatics, she cut up her soul, and then distributed it to you and then when she turned 15, she stopped using her old body and started using her , that woman has been going on for a long, long time."

"Put it on us? Then why should I die?"

"Because if you use one, you have to return two, one of hers and one of yours."

"Is it a kind of magic?"

"It should be, similar to a Horcrux."

"My sister is her Horcrux?"

"Vera said so."

Regulus stopped suddenly.

"I'll protect her," Draco looked at him pleadingly, "give her to me and she'll be fine, I'll keep her, and you know how she let you kill her, don't you? Now With the two of us together, she won't die so easily..."

"Draco," Regulus whispered, "didn't you notice?"

"Found what?"

"If my sister lives, no, my sister after the age of 15..." He paused for a while, "it won't be my sister."

"She will live!"

"That woman used her body. Her body is still alive, but her soul is no longer my sister." Regulus was surprisingly calm. "Draco, in that case, my sister is not alive..."

"No," Draco didn't understand, "your grandmother has her own consciousness..."

"Your words are contradictory," Regulus said. "If that woman lived with the body of our woman, why did my grandmother have her own consciousness? If she just lived in my sister's body, then why would she have a consciousness of her own?" That's fine, but if she takes my sister's place... as you just said, my mother is that woman's body," he looked at Draco, "my mother is now that woman's body, isn't she? "

Draco stopped.

"If my mother is that woman's body," Regulus said softly, "then my sister will be her body too."

"My sister made the right choice," Regulus said with a pale face, "She forced me to kill my mother and her, she forced me to destroy the last two souls of that woman in the world The woman disappeared, but I survived, and the curse on our family was lifted. Draco, what she did was the best solution."

"The best solution is for both you and her to survive!"

"The optimal solution is the best choice we can make, not the best outcome in our ideal," Regulus explained with difficulty, "Draco, you have to admit, my sister..."

"Are you trying to kill her?" Draco asked him back, "Are you trying to kill her?"

"No, I..."

"Then don't tell me about the best solution!"

"There is no choice. If according to what you said, that woman can directly take over my sister's body no matter what, then we have no choice. My sister made the best choice..."

"Are you going to live by her sacrifice? Last time you were kept in the dark, I can forgive you, but this time you clearly know..."

Regulus covered his mouth.

"We have to find out how the woman got her," Regulus whispered, "Draco, the current conditions are not enough, but if the conditions you give are true, my grandmother did not become that woman But my mother is, there must be some condition in it that we don't know, Draco, we have to figure out that condition."

"Go back," Regulus said firmly, "go back to your home, and find out what is the difference between my mother and my grandmother, and this difference may save my sister."

Draco finally fixed the Vanishing Cabinet.

He is her fox.

He had no choice but to do this. The fox fell in love with the little prince. Even though he knew he would be sad, he still asked to be domesticated.

The fox is not suffering because of domestication. The little prince's blond hair gave meaning to the wheat field when he first met, and he knew that he needed him when he first met.

It knew that it would never be as good as that rose to him, but so what?

There are tens of thousands of little princes in the world, and there are also thousands of foxes, but he met her, just like the fox met its little prince.

If it does nothing, it will not suffer, but it will never have the opportunity to call it its own.

It will never be connected with him, and domestication is just an excuse to get close to him.

It belonged to him from the very beginning, and from the moment it understood what domestication was, it was looking for a master for itself.

It wants what he wants, even if it's just for a moment, even if it can't compare with that rose forever, but so what?

He just needs a reason, a reason to be close to her.

"I fixed the cabinet," he looked down at the floor, "Reculus, I fixed the cabinet."

"When will they come?"

"They said they'd wait until Dumbledore wasn't around."

"They're going to make it ugly." Regulus looked at him, "Isn't it?"

"Some people were hurt," Draco said, looking down at the floor. "The werewolf bit a Weasley."

"If you're injured..." Regulus hadn't finished speaking, Draco had already answered, "She will be in trouble too."

He saw the other party showing a very bitter smile.

"She likes you very much," Regulus said softly, "she really likes you."

"But not as good as you."

"If..." Regulus said softly, "It would be great if you were really our cousin."

"Although I am not your second-class cousin, I am also third-class," Draco still didn't understand, "is there any difference?"

Regulus stared at him for a while, but finally said nothing.