HP+ first love is no small matter

"Come with me." She said, and at the same time left on her own, Draco subconsciously wanted to follow, but Regulus grabbed his hand, "Don't do this," Regulus said. Stanley's eyes were so flustered that it was unbelievable, "Draco, please, don't go over..."

Vera stopped in front, turned her head to look at the two of them, and said softly, "Let go."

Regulus clasped his wrist, "sister," he said, "I was wrong, don't go on, sister, don't do this, please," he was almost crying, "sister, you want I can do anything, don't treat yourself like this, okay?"

She came over and said very softly, "No, brother, no."

That brother made Regulus look pale as she continued, "I don't want you anymore."

She whispered, "Being with you always makes me feel bad, it's too bad, he's just like you, you don't want me and he wants me, so, I don't want to make myself suffer anymore, brother, I don't want is you."

She took their hands and began to separate Regulus' fingers one by one. She squeezed until the fingertips turned white, but Regulus' fingers sank deeply into Draco's arm and squeezed as hard as To break his bones.

"Change someone," he begged her, "please, sister, change someone."

"No," she stared at him, "you gave me to him in the first place, but now I want him, but you want me to not? What happened before that?"

She whispered, "I cried and told you that I don't want anyone, I cried and begged you not to give me to others, I cried and told you that I wanted one of you, but you didn't listen to me, you still gave me Give it to someone else, brother, if you are destined to give me to someone else, why can't I choose someone myself?"

"I was wrong," he whispered, "I was wrong..."

"I want to marry him," she whispered, "you may die, but so what? You are not mine now, you are not mine, live or die. It makes no difference to me, does it? You're going to die, but I'm still alive, don't worry, everyone knows I'm your sister and I'm his cousin, brother, don't worry, I'm with him Much better with you."

"You can't let me have nothing..." Her shoulders trembled, "You can't let me have nothing..."

She stumbled, "I have nothing..."

Her pride, her self-esteem, and all her boastful things were all crushed into dusty powder in the confrontation with him. She was originally a proud lion, but now she is as humble as a sick cat.

"I have nothing, brother, I really have nothing..." She stared at him, "You don't love me, you don't care about me, why don't you let others do that?"

He let go of his hand suddenly, "But sister, he can't..."

"You always say you can't, but I don't see what you can't do. You say he can't, and you are still the only one who sees him and thinks he can't. Brother, what do you want me to do? I have liked you and him so far, but you told me that neither of you can?"

"Am I doomed not to be able to have love?" She smiled slightly, "Brother, I have nothing, and I feel that living with nothing makes me miserable. I don't want to continue."

He finally lowered his head and covered his face, and stopped talking.

The girl stared at him, suddenly grinning bitterly, reaching out to take Draco's fingertips, "Come with me," she whispered, "I'm upset."

She pressed him on her bed, and the blond hair was pouring down on his chest, she said, "Come in."

She tore at his clothes indiscriminately, stripping him from the pile of fabric, "Come in!"

She pushed him on the bed and screamed at him, "Come in!"

She was hysterical.

"Don't," he turned over to hold her down, "Vera, don't force me in," he held her down, seeing that her brows were frowning, trying to keep calm in the speed of her speech, trying to To comfort her, "Vera, be good, don't do this, let me kiss you, don't worry, don't be like this, you are angry with him and you are also angry with me, I know, but you can't take your anger out on yourself," he hugged He hugged her, "Hey, let me kiss you, you have to adapt slowly, you need to be treated gently," he hugged her, "Don't be angry, don't treat yourself like this, don't hurt yourself, okay , be good, be good..."

He held her in his arms, pressed her against his chest and let her listen to her heartbeat, he put his arms around her, "Okay, Vera, okay..."

She clutched her chest sobbing, "It hurts."

"I know," he put his arms around her, "well, don't be angry with him..."

"My heart hurts," she cried and buried her face in his chest, "I don't know what to do, Draco, I hurt so much..."

"If your heart hurts, you don't need to let your body hurt too." He hugged her up, "Hey, what's the matter?"

He put his arms around her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what's the matter?"

She hugged him tremblingly, "Draco..."

"Ok?"

"You will be very sad, you will be very sad," she buried her head in his chest, "I'm sorry, I always do something out of line when I'm angry, I don't feel it when I'm angry, but when I recover Come on and I'll know I did..."

"It's okay," he put his arms around her, "I don't mind what you do..."

"would you mind."

"will not."

She shook her head, "Come in, are you happy to come in?"

"It's nice," he said, "but I'm not happy when you're crying, and I'm not happy when you're hurting, Vera, tell me what's the matter? Your brother says I shouldn't touch you... ..."

She didn't speak, but still rested her head on his chest, but put her arms around his waist instead to wrap around his neck.

"Villa," he picked her up and sighed softly, "I don't mind what you do, because you're still alive, and I don't care about anything if you're alive..."

She kissed him suddenly on the lips.

He didn't understand what was going on, he just stayed where he was and stared at her, and didn't bother to speak.

And then she raised her head and kissed him again.

He lowered his head cautiously and returned her one.

After several repetitions, the kiss deepened.

With kisses comes touches, and with both, she seems to feel better.

She tilted her head and closed her eyes, loosened her fingers from between her teeth, "Draco..."

"what happened?"

"Are you happy?" Her green eyes were slightly opened to look, and the bright red tooth marks on her white fingers were deeply imprinted in his eyes.

"Vera," he whispered her name and retreated from her, hugging her, "don't worry about me, as long as you are well, I don't mind anything."

He crossed her fingers with his own, and she still looked like she was enduring the pain.

This made him a little distressed in satisfaction, and he couldn't help but took his finger and kissed it.

"Draco," she whispered, turning to face him, "are you happy?"

"what?"

"Are you happy now?"

"You don't lose your temper that I don't know why, you don't hurt yourself, you are in my arms," ​​he put his arms around her, and kissed her neck, "I think I am very happy, you are fine, I will very happy."

"No," she whispered, "I mean, are you glad I let you in?"

He was silent for a while, "Happy, not happy."

"why?"

"I like you, and you let me in, so I'm glad," he said, "but the bad part, Vera, is that I know you don't really want me in, do you?"

He put his arms around her, "I'm also very selfish, you let me choose whether to let you go with Harry or me, I can't help but choose myself, your brother always tells me not to touch you, but I can't help it Touching you, I like you and you are willing to let me touch you, no matter what your willingness is, I can't refuse you, Vera, I am very selfish, I know you don't want me to come in, but I want to To come in so I just..."

"No," she whispered, "you're not selfish."

"Really?" He chuckled softly, "There is no one more selfish than me in the world..."

I don't want you to die, for this I don't mind hurting anyone, including hurting the person you like, even hurting him will bring me happiness.

Because every time I think that you are dead and he is alive, I wish I could kill him with my own hands...

I want to kill him even more because you like him...

"Yes," she said, "I, every time I get angry, I don't care about others, I just want to be comfortable, so I'm very sorry for you..."

"Your anger doesn't necessarily make you comfortable," he laughed softly. "You hurt, and you don't let me touch and kiss you. If that's the case, girls hurt."

He put his arms around her, "Don't think I don't know these things, I'm much older than you..." He buried his head on her shoulder, "Only you don't know, he...they isolate you from this kind of things It's open, but Vera, promise me, at least let me touch you when I'm angry next time, it's too cruel for you to come in directly like before."

"If it pleases you," she whispered, "I'll let you in later, okay?"

"No," he also whispered, "you are still young, we will not do this in the future..."

"But you'll be glad it does."

"You don't have to make me happy," he hugged her tightly, "you don't have to wish me to be happy if you're uncomfortable."

"You can do that to me, you can hurt me," she whispered, "because I was crueler to you than you were to me."

"Don't say that," he laughed, "what did you do to me?"

She didn't answer him, but suddenly got angry again and forced him to get out of her room.