HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

"Everyone is going to talk to me like that," Draco trembled nervously, "Everyone!"

"Then what should I say?" Regulus looked at him plainly, "When your grandfather met my grandmother she was 14 years old, when you met my sister she was 14 years old, and now you meet my daughter, she is also 14 years old Is the man in your family completely irresistible to a 14-year-old girl? Do you want me to ask you that?"

It was obvious that this was a bit hurtful, and Draco didn't know how to answer him for a moment.

Draco didn't look at him, just turned his head away, "Reculus, I didn't do anything."

"As I said," Regulus said, "you'd break at least three ribs if you did anything to her, and I know you didn't, but I'm sure you can see that Anna and my other two This daughter is different, and she is different, and you should never have approached her in the first place! You are married!"

Anna is a girl with a weak heart and a lack of love.

Even Harry could see that.

"My wife doesn't want me to educate her," Regulus said in a low voice. "From the beginning, she intends to completely train Anna to be on her side. She ignores Rebecca and values ​​Anna, but her education method is not good enough for her." It's obviously inappropriate and inappropriate for girls like ours, they're not such stupid kids."

Rebecca liked her teacher because he somehow knew more than she did, and she thought it was because he was smarter than she was, although she now knew it was just because he was older than she, see It's just that she knows more than she has lived.

In short, she likes him because she thinks he is better than herself.

Rebecca likes people who are stronger than herself, because there are almost no boys her age who are stronger than her, so she doesn't like boys her age.

And Anna, Anna is not like that.

"She likes me," Draco said. "Reculus, you know she likes me."

"The last Potions professor who dated Rebecca told me the same thing, and he was ten years older than Rebecca, never married and had no children." Regulus said indifferently, "But when I realized I challenged him to a duel on the spot and broke his ribs when he kissed my 14-year-old daughter, Draco, do you want to duel with me?"

Harry said immediately, "He really didn't do anything, and you can absolutely trust him on that."

Are you kidding me, dueling Voldemort's grandson? ? ?

Draco will be killed by Regulus!

Regulus looked at Draco, "I can tell you very clearly, Draco, Rebecca caused more trouble than Anna when she was fourteen or fifteen years old, but at least she didn't compare with one Hanging out with people older than my own father. Let me tell you straight up, I feel bad about you and Anna, you can ask Harry, you can ask him who is also the father of a teenage girl How does he feel in this situation!"

Harry wanted to rush out the door.Why is he standing here?

Why did he want to know Draco?

If only he didn't know Draco, if only he still had the same rivalry with Draco that he had before sixth grade!Then he can confidently stand on Regulus' side and warn Draco now instead of always being on guard against Regulus killing him!

"You're married," Regulus looked at him, "Draco, you're married, and we both know you like my sister."

"Do you think your daughter can find someone less suitable for marriage than the person your sister likes?!" Draco couldn't help but growl, "Regulus! Do you think there is someone more unsuitable than you? !"

Regulus took a deep breath, "You've been blaming me all this time."

"Of course I can't blame you," Draco said sarcastically, "She said she asked for it herself, so what can I say?"

"But Regulus, let me tell you, she likes you," Draco said, "she likes you best and only you! Are you proud? Don't you always tell other boys not to like her?" Are you happy all the time? Because no one knows better than you that she doesn't like those boys! Because you know she likes you! Only you!"

Draco trembled, "She likes you!" He was almost murderous, "We all know she likes you, and only you!"

"Draco," Harry called him, "enough, Draco!"

But Draco obviously didn't think so.

"She likes you," Draco said, "and she wants to know if you like her before she dies, Regulus, tell me! Tell me if you like her! You give Name your own child, you yourself said that your most beloved daughter has exactly the same personality as her, Regulus, you yourself say whether you like her or not!"

"She's my sister," Regulus said. "One can't like one's own sister, Draco. It's like you're 40 years old and have been married for decades. You can't like someone who is about your son's age." Girl! My daughter is underage and you are married! Where did you put your wife?!"

"No one wants you to have a baby with her!" Draco screamed. "She's your sister, but she likes you! She likes you to the end of her life!"

"What do you want me to do?" Regulus asked him back, "What do you want me to do? Do you want me to marry her?!"

"Can't you?" Draco's voice was terribly thin, but Harry finally understood. "She just wants a kiss..."

Harry said, "Stop it! Draco!"

"I can't kiss her." Regulus looked at Draco, "I can't kiss my own sister."

Draco trembled, almost crying, "Reculus, you clearly..."

"You'd better think before you speak," Regulus interrupted. "Draco, do you know what you said?"

"She likes you," Draco tried to calm down, "We both know she likes you, and only you!"

"I've told you countless times," Regulus said, "that it's not only good to follow a person's mind, you have to tell her that something is wrong and she can't and shouldn't. !"

"Are you going to stand on the moral high ground and accuse me?" Draco asked him back, "You are perfect, Regulus! You are the embodiment of perfection, you are perfection itself! You are noble and flawless, of course you have Reason to blame everyone, but not everyone is like you! No!"

But then he covered his head.

"I understand! I also know that I did something wrong, but what can I do? I know I'm not 15 years old, but what can I do!" He looked at Regulus, "She is so small, and I I just like her! What do you tell me to do!"

"I don't know," Regulus looked at him, "but since you're chasing my daughter, would you like to hear some suggestions from a father? Divorce? Wait until she grows up again. One point? If you don’t have a wife who loves you so much, don’t get married in the first place?”

"Don't get married in the first place?" Draco sneered, "Don't get married? Regulus! You're lying here because your wife found out that you were going to divorce her! How dare you persuade people not to get married! You yourself How did you do it? Don't you four children tell me that you touched your wife's hand and they jumped out!"

Even Harry couldn't take it anymore, "Draco!" he cried, "Enough, you and I both know he forgot!"

Vera gave him a dozen Amnesiacs, and Dumbledore mended him a few times afterwards, and he completely forgot what he had promised his sister.

What's more, if Regulus didn't get married, Draco wouldn't be able to see Anna either.

but……

If Regulus does not marry...

The two of them will not quarrel like today.

Anna never existed in the first place.

Draco snarled uncontrollably, "You promised her! You promised her that she would have no one else, but you have four children! Four!" He almost broke down, "Do you know what you did? If she still alive..."

"I know I broke my promise to her," Regulus said calmly, "But Draco, Anna is only 14 years old this year, are you sure she knows what love is..."

"Your sister died less than two weeks after her 15th birthday," Draco said, "She loved you so much that she would have died for you, tell me if fourteen or fifteen-year-olds understand love! "

"I don't want to discuss love or not with you," Regulus said, "Draco, ask yourself, tell me whether you love my daughter or her face!"

Draco was suddenly speechless.

"Draco," Regulus whispered, "I know you love my sister, but my sister is dead, no matter how much Ana looks like her but Ana is not her after all, Ana is my daughter , not my sister. There is no one who is more inappropriate for them than me, but whether it is my sister or my daughter, I must make sure that they are loved and not used as substitutes Yes. Everyone is unique and you can’t replace anyone else because that’s impossible.”

"I didn't replace her with Ana," Draco trembled, "I knew she was different from Ana."

He lowered his head, "I know better than anyone else that she doesn't like me..."

"I'm so jealous of you," he said, "Regulus, sometimes I really understand why my grandpa would kill your grandma's brother, and I would if I could! I like her but she likes you , only likes you! And I'm sure she won't like anyone else if you die..."

He looked at Regulus, "Why don't you like her?"

Regulus touched the cat on his pillow. She was still sleeping softly into a ball of mud. It seemed that Anna would not wake up for a while.

"Draco," he said, "that's when I thought if she was your sister..."

"I have only rejected one thing from her. I have only rejected one thing from her since I was a child." He closed his eyes, "I don't have to get married, I don't have to have children, if one of me and her must die, what can I do for you?" She's going to die, but I can't kiss her."

Draco didn't speak for a long time.

"No one is better than her, not before, not now, and never in the future, I am willing to pay any price as long as I can continue to be with her." Regulus said flatly, "But she is my Sister, Draco, one cannot kiss one's own sister."

She is his sister.

One cannot kiss one's own sister.

"Morality is always difficult," Draco said softly, "Reculus, isn't it?"

Regulus looked up and looked at him with the same gray eyes as Draco, "Draco, my daughter is 14 years old, your son is 13 years old, Draco, she is one year older than your son, and you One year older than me. And your wife is very sick now, so are you sure you really want this?"

Draco said, "She said she liked me."

"She's only fourteen," Regulus said. "I don't think she understands love."

He stroked the fine blue-gray fur, "Draco, you at least have to wait for her to grow up, at least you shouldn't be chasing the shadow of someone you liked when you were young, Draco Co, you know it's wrong."

"But I'm happy when I'm with her, and she's happy, and she needs someone to love her, unconditionally, and I can do that," Draco said, "We're both happy."

"Happy doesn't mean right," Regulus said, "Draco, I beg you, Anna is still very young, and her mother's way of raising... no, there is something wrong with the way I get along with her mother Yes, give her time to grow up a bit, you have a wife now, and your son is only a year younger than her, Draco, it's so unfair to her, you know you are older than her How much, you know how much advantage you have when you are with her."

He whispered, "Draco, she's not like Vera, she likes you, yes, she does, but, Draco, do you really like her? You like her face, Or do you simply like her and you?"

Draco stopped talking.

And Regulus said, "Draco, Rebecca is the most like her." He looked up at the ceiling, "I feel sorry for Rebecca, she has so many younger siblings..."

"The person Rebecca is most like is actually you. Rebecca may act and act like her, but they think differently." Draco took a deep breath, "Rebecca is very similar to you, she has a strong sense of morality , she warned me because she thought I shouldn't do it, not because my partner was her sister, she warned me because she thought I was wrong."

Draco opened the door, "Regulus, Rebecca is like her and like you, you know it, I know it, we all know it."

The daughter he loves the most is not because she resembles her at all, he obviously has every daughter like her.

"So let me tell you," Draco said tremblingly, "let me tell you why you like Rebecca the most, and let me tell you why you like Rebecca only makes me hate you! Because Rebecca not only Just like her, Rebecca is also like you! So it doesn't matter if Anna looks like her that much—Anna is not like you, you have no daughter like you except Rebecca, so you can't help but prefer Rebecca! "

Rebecca was like her, but she was also like her father.

His knuckles showed a bluish-white color on the doorknob.

He said, "You know, Regulus, you know I can't help hating you. The more you love Rebecca the more I hate you."

He hated her dad, and she was like her dad.