HP+ first love is no small matter

C+D forehead

Everyone is unanimously unified about this... But have you really noticed that Draco is becoming more and more like a person?

No one chooses A, and no one chooses B. If I don’t choose B, I understand, everyone is a girl, and knowing what a man does will make him outrageous.

But I am very relieved that no one wants to see the SSR version of the proposition~

I've seen a lot of horrific marriage-and-love dribbling stuff, and a lot of love between a Stockholm Syndrome and an abuser.So relieved everyone didn't have that horrible taste.

Violence in the relationship between men and women is always the most shameful behavior for me. Sexual violence will never bring about the love of normal women.

OK, without further ado, here comes the text.

He watched her, thinking, she was alive.

Getting angry at him here, kicking him and twisting him here, compared to the countless times I cried after waking up in the middle of the night, the physical pain now is nothing, she is alive.

"What are you going to do?" she screamed, "Regulus won't let you go!"

He let her go, and she took this opportunity to twist her body and want to jump off the bed and run out of the room, but he pulled her into his arms, pressed her head to his chest, He said, "You're scared, aren't you?"

"A boy I met for the first time lied to me several times and then put me on a bed and hugged me," she said sarcastically, "I really shouldn't be afraid, I should feel honored and excited! "

"Let go of me!" she cried, "If you dare to do anything to me, Regulus will not let you go!"

"I'm not doing anything," he pressed her head to his chest, "Vera, I'm not doing anything..."

"Then let go of me!" she cried, "Don't hold me like this! Don't be like Regulus!"

He said, "I didn't follow him," he said, "Vera, I want to do that."

He even lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and she struggled again, "What do you want to do?"

He put his arms around her. "I'm not him, I can't be him, I can't replace him," he said. "I know it, Vera, I always knew it."

She didn't look scared at all, she didn't seem to have that feeling, and she didn't shed a single tear.

He embraced her, shook her gently, and thought bitterly, she had only cried for Regulus.

She said, "Don't do that! Don't imitate him!"

"I didn't learn from him. If I want to learn from him, I should ignore all this, but I don't want you to die." He said softly, "You died in front of me. You died for him. I remember you, you said you didn’t want him to hurt and make him sad, so you made him forget you, so everyone followed you to prevent him from thinking of you, but I..." He kissed the girl's hair again, " You can't watch him die, can I watch you die? You die right in front of me..."

"I should be dead to you," she said.

"Do not."

"Death is not a difficult thing to accept." She looked at him, "I like him, I can die for him, Draco, you should accept all this, I should be a dead person in your eyes... "

"But you are alive now!" He said, he couldn't sleep for countless days and nights, she died in front of him, and she never looked at him before she died. "You can die for him, and I can die for you!"

"Regulus said," she said softly, "he said that in the future he saw he was dead and I was alive, I said I don't believe it, I said, Regulus, you are alive now, I don't believe it you will die."

She said, "You think the same as I do."

The future she wanted was a future without her, but that wasn't the future he wanted.

"You don't want to die," he whispered, "you don't want to die, okay?"

"I said the same thing to Regulus," she said. "Do you want to know his answer?"

"I don't want to know his answer!" he said, "What I want to know is the answer you want to hear, and the answer you want to hear from his mouth is the answer I want from you."

He put his arms around her, "I can do everything for you, Vera, as long as you tell me, I will do anything, as long as you want to live..."

"Let go of me!" she yelled, "You let go of me first!"

"You promise me first that you won't die." He looked at her, "I'm different from him, you love him, you don't want him to be sad, but you don't love me, you don't care about my heart, I have to get from you To get one promise after another, I have to find my own way to get the words I want to hear from your lips, Vera, you can't fool me, I am willing to be fooled and controlled by you in everything, but this Things don't work, and never will."

He said, "You're scared, aren't you?" He put his arms around her, "He's dying bit by bit, dying in front of you, you can't do anything, you can't do anything, you're scared, I know ," he kissed her forehead, "I know you're scared."

He was too young then to know anything, he didn't even know that she was actually scared, he always thought she was omnipotent, he just thought she was a bit moody like the Dark Lord.

But not the same.

Fear can turn into anger, and disappointment with oneself can also turn into anger. Anger is such an emotion that can be easily converted, and she is just a child, a 14-year-old, who is deeply affected by the large amount of hormones secreted by her puberty child under control.

He said, "Vera, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"He died bit by bit, and you can't do anything. Anyone tells you not to force it, but you can't help it. You love him. You can't live with him. I know, Vera, Don't be afraid," he put his arms around her, "I'm here."

She had been dead for four or five years, and he still couldn't forget her. In his sleep and in his thoughts, her every move had a meaning, but one day he suddenly understood.

She is the same as him, she is afraid, she is afraid, and she feels that her power is very small.

She was only 14 and already had a dying lover who would never love her.

He hugged her. "I'm sad," he said, "I'm really sad that you died and I'm alive."

"Aren't you afraid?" he said. "He's dead and you're alive. There's no more of him in the world, but you want him alone. You're afraid of that, aren't you?"

He kissed her hair, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He said, "I'm here with you, believe me, no one understands you better than I do, you died in front of me, I fell in love with a girl for the first time when I was 15, and she died for someone else Believe me, Vera, I understand you, I have never loved anyone else, I have thought about it in countless ways, I have thought about what I would do if I could do it all over again," he put his arms around her, "Vera , I was useless, I was cowardly stupid and arrogant when I was 15, I still think I am stupid, but I was a kid who needed to be protected when I was 15, but I am not anymore, I am not like that anymore Vera, do you know that you are one year younger than me, you are a whole year younger than me..." He hugged her tightly in pain, "I actually rely on you to protect me..."

He said, "Vera, I'm better than I was before, I don't need you to protect me anymore, Vera," and he put his arms around her, "Vera, let's do it again, I'm your other Brother, I'm one of your half-witted older brothers," he said, "brothers always take care of sisters, don't they? Believe me, I don't want anything, I'll do nothing to you, I just beg you one thing."

He said, "Vera, do you know what's more terrifying than powerlessness?"

Without waiting for her answer, he said, "Do nothing."

"Let me do something," he said, "please, whatever it is, let me do something, you can't just watch him die in front of you, and I can't just watch you die in front of me like that , I will never interfere with you," he looked at her beggingly, "don't push me away, don't reject me, don't make me unable to do anything."

"Even if you are destined to die, even if you don't love me," he said, "Vera, don't let me just watch you die like this."

"He wants me to do nothing," she said. "He wants me to watch him die like that. He wants me to accept that!"

"You don't have to accept..."

"I can't accept it," she hugged his neck, "I can't just watch him die like that, I only have him, I've always only had him, only he knows what I want, no one else knows, and I can't even live without him!"

She said, "I've been with him since I was in the womb and no one has been with me longer than him!"

She said, "He said I can't like him, but just because I don't like him doesn't mean I can accept his death..."

"You don't have to accept that," he said. "No one can tell you to do nothing, not even him."

Weeping on his shoulder, she said, "Why doesn't he understand? I can't live without him..."

Her tears don't wet anything at all, they are still liquid the moment they come out of her eyes, but before they run down her face, they are already diamonds, Dumbledore said later This is part of the curse, the more wealth she can exchange for through tears, the more happiness she loses, happiness and pain are always conserved, you get one part, you lose the other part.

So Regulus said, "Don't make her cry, Draco."

So Regulus said to him, "Draco, I gave you my sister, don't make her cry."

So Regulus would carefully collect every drop of his sister's tears, put them in a bottle, and said to his sister with a heavy heart, "Vera, you see, you have lost so much happiness and joy. "

Dad didn't want her to cry either, because pain brings tears, and tears only make her lose more, and it's an endless cycle.Every time she cried, her father would subconsciously try to coax her, even if the Dark Lord who hated him was standing beside him.

Her tears are diamonds, but so what?That's not a good thing, it just makes her suffer more, cry because of pain, and suffer more because of crying.

However, she always has to cry.

Always cry for Regulus.

He hugged her tightly. "Don't die," he said, "please, don't die."

She sobbed in his arms, "But he's going to die, he's going to die..."

She cried, "He's going to die..."

"We'll find another way," he said, "we have time, we can take our time, Vera, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

"I don't want you," she said sobbingly, "I don't want you..."

"Shh," he said, "I know you don't want me, you don't have to, but I'm here, whether you want me or not..." He put his arms around her, "Shhh..."

There were several knocks on his door, and as soon as he let her go, his mother opened the door in a panic with her own special spell, "Draco!" she cried, "What's wrong with you..."

The few spells on his door were beyond the reach of a child his age.

However, her voice stopped abruptly when she saw the two of them sitting on the bed.

The girl's eyes were red and his clothes were disheveled. She rushed over and pushed her son aside. She looked at the girl, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The girl shook her head as she continued, "He didn't mean it, kid, he definitely didn't mean it, something was wrong with him today, I suspect someone used an Imperius spell or something on him, he didn't mean to hurt you of……"

The girl shook her head, "He didn't do anything to me."

Narcissa took a deep breath, "I'm your aunt," she said, "may I take you to take a bath and change your clothes? Come to my room, it's not appropriate for you to wear boys' clothes, girls should dress Be careful," she coaxed her softly, "I've always wanted a pretty little girl so I could share a wardrobe with her, I have a lot of gowns that should fit you well, come here, Let me dress up and dress you up, okay?"

She carefully embraced the girl, "Come on, come on, follow me, let's go to my room, okay?"

She stroked the girl's blond hair, "You're scared, aren't you? That werewolf scared you? Come on, let's take a shower, you sleep on my bed for a while, and I'll hold you, okay?" She looked at De Racco, "You know what, Draco, your cousin, he's a timid guy, he'd always come to me and his dad's room because of a nightmare instead of sleeping between the two of us , " she smiled softly, "come on, let auntie hug you, I know you're scared, but you'll be fine soon, it's okay, it's just a werewolf, a dirty, sleazy existence, he has a magic wand but that doesn't It will make him raise any status," she led the girl outside the door, "don't be afraid of him, he can't hurt you."

The child stayed in his son's room with disheveled clothes and red and swollen eyes, and his son...

Narcissa thought, no matter what, no matter what, the Dark Lord couldn't let the Dark Lord see her like this.

Seeing it, Draco couldn't live.

After she went out, Draco leaned weakly on the bed, almost...

He almost thought he couldn't do it.

He held his hand open, the tip of his wand sticking out of his shirtsleeve, and she had taught him how to intensify another's mood swings with a small spell.

She just didn't believe him.

He knew that her first tears were real, but it was just a way to coax him to let go of himself.

But every time she wants to cry, she has emotions. Normally, she is not afraid at all. The only thing that can make her cry is that Regulus is about to die.

But she taught him, "When you can't shed tears, think about the thing that makes you sad the most, think about it over and over again, think about what you will look like after the worst outcome happens..."

A little emotion, and a little induced magic, and she can break down.

She doesn't know anything yet, she doesn't know any magic now, so she shouldn't have noticed.

If she finds out...

He shook his head, he had no choice, she would not believe him if he didn't, and she had to believe him.

What to do next?he asked himself, but there was no answer.

Mom took her away, she cried so much, her clothes were still messy, it was easy for her to think of something bad.

But mother will still protect him, he thought, it is my mother after all, she loves me the most.

He took a deep breath, and she said she only had Regulus.

But no, even Regulus, even your favorite brother, he doesn't stand by your side wholeheartedly.