HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

He supported her and knocked on the door of Potter's house. James confirmed for a long time, and finally opened the door, "What's the matter? Why are you here so late?" He asked vigilantly, "Who is in your arms? You You won't knock anyone out, will you?"

He took off the hat of the girl in his arms, "I wanted to go for a drink, but found that she was already so drunk."

"My God," James whispered, "how is she so drunk?"

She was slumped in Sirius' arms, her collar a little askew, but given James' confidence in his friend's character, he didn't say anything.

Lily with her big belly, "Is that Sirius?" She came down the stairs.

"Yes, don't come down," James hurried back, "Your stomach is so big, it's inconvenient to go up and down the stairs."

Sirius said, "It's me."

Then he added, "And Christie."

Lily exclaimed in surprise, "Did you come together?"

But when Sirius walked over with Christie in his arms, Lily said in surprise, "Why does she..."

"I don't know," said Sirius. "Should I put her in the guest room?"

"I should have some hangover potion left," Lily said, putting one hand behind her waist. "Boys, you put her in the guest room and I'll get her some potion."

James grabbed her hand nervously, "Your due date is just a few days away. Don't move. I'll go find her and let Sirius carry her up by himself. You just need to sit on the sofa and rest."

She had to agree.

James went to find the potion, and Sirius walked up the stairs in the house step by step.

She was very drunk, but thanks to this level of drunkenness, she did nothing else but fell asleep, all the muscles in her body relaxed, and her limbs were so soft that he felt that he could treat her like a ball of flour Knead it into any shape you want.

He put her on the bed and took off her shoes by magic. Lily would never allow anyone to sleep on the bed with shoes on.

She was wearing open-toed sandals with bare legs. After taking off the shoes, her toes were very slender. Her round and small toenails were pale pink, like white flowers with pink flowers: stems.

Those feet were small and white. He inspected them visually and felt that they were about the same length as his palms, but much narrower. How could she stand firmly on those feet?

After he helped her take off her shoes, he hesitated to help her take off her robe, and Lily didn't like people lying on the bed in their out clothes.

But asking him to undress her—even by magic—wouldn't seem quite right.

While he was hesitating, James finally came up with a bottle of something unknown, and he said, "I think it's this, I feel sober when I smell this."

Sirius took it and sniffed it, feeling as if someone had stabbed him from the nose to the brain with a cold knife.

He doubted very much that it was a herbicide and not a hangover.

Christie was sleeping sideways facing them, her long hair was spread out on the pillow, her face was rarely flushed due to drunkenness, her lips turned a rare deep red, and her overall appearance showed After a little blood, he looked more like a real living person than before.

The two hesitated for a while, and finally helped her pour half a bottle of sober up into her mouth.

After a while, she still didn't wake up.

Just turned over again.

James looked at it for a while and said, "I think she looks better when she's drunk than when she's sober." There's no denying the fact that the girl has always been good-looking.

"Your wife is downstairs," Sirius joked with him, "If she knows what you said, it will be troublesome."

Before the latter could say anything, Lily yelled, "James!"

James hurriedly stuffed the medicine bottle in his hand into Sirius' hand, "What's wrong?" He replied loudly.

"I..." Lily seemed to be taking a deep breath, "My water broke..."

"Merlin!" he screamed, rushing down, "We have to go to the hospital!"

"How is she?" Lily asked with difficulty, "Have you given her any medicine? The medicine is from when we got married almost a year ago. I don't know if it still works..."

"Don't worry about her, you're going to give birth!" James said, "We have to go to the hospital now!"

James said to Sirius, "Let's go first!"

Sirius was dumbfounded. "I'll go with you," he said subconsciously. "Don't forget you said I was your child's godfather. I had to be by your side when it was born."

"Of course you've got to go with us, you've got to be with us when it comes out," James said.

"What about her then?" Lily said. "Someone has to watch over her."

James didn't intend to continue. He bent down and patted his wife's hand reassuringly, "Let's go first, Sirius will stay here with her—it's not so fast to have a baby, and when she wakes up, we'll go again." Let them come together."

"That's it," Lily insisted, "Sirius, you tell someone the news, and then you come to the hospital when she wakes up."

He had no choice but to nod, watching them go out, while he kept sending and receiving messages with the owl, and finally he went up the stairs, wanting to see how she was doing.

This time she woke up.

She leaned on the fluffy pillow facing the door sideways, lowered her head, and had already taken off her outer robe, which was draped over her thighs, revealing a green material, soft and close-fitting silk skirt, The skirt should be very short, because a small section of smooth and delicate thigh is faintly exposed under the robe.

Merlin, she was leaning there like that, the combination of shoulders, waist and hip bones looked like a well-drained mountain peak, the skin on her legs showed a creamy texture and tone under the light, but whether it was a mountain peak or cream, he I really want to reach out and feel it.

He looked away a little bit and laughed, "You woke up just in time, they just left, we can go after them now," he said, "You're so drunk, I had to take you to Lily's Come, but they just went to the hospital," he couldn't help laughing, "You know what? She's going to give birth..."

He still couldn't get rid of the feeling of being nervous and stupid when he met her...

Christie raised her head from her black hair and glanced at him, still a little confused.

He suddenly forgot what he was thinking before, and only thought that what Lily said was right, the bottle of hangover medicine had expired.

He poured a glass of water, "Drink some water."

She took the glass of water in his hand, took a few sips, and then looked at him again, her lips were deep red, her green eyes were incredibly bright, he was standing and she was looking up at him, hair falling from her cheeks Sliding down naturally, the neck is slender, and the sapphire on the neck is shining, attracting people's attention, but her loose neckline is just down the sapphire.

He felt that he could see the end of the world from that narrow gap.

He averted his eyes, and when she tried to take the cup from her hand, she held her hand. He was flustered, and smiled, "You're not very sober yet..."

"No," she whispered, "I'm sober now."

His heart skipped a beat.

She pulled him to sit beside her, and he sat by the bed, not daring to look at her, just smiled exaggeratedly, "You don't know how drunk you were before, you..." He almost kissed her He said something, "You spit the cherry pit in my palm, what do you think of me?" He laughed, "Ashtray or trash can?"

He took out the cherry pit from the pocket of his robe and smiled exaggeratedly.

She also laughed, "Are we the only two here now?"

"Unless you think a few owls in the living room count..."

He started telling stupid jokes again.

Shut up, Sirius, he told himself, you should shut up!

He finally took the cup out of her hand and put it on the side table.

He said, "You rest for a while, and when you get better, we will go to the hospital together. Lily and James are going to have a baby. If they can see you later, they will be very happy."

She nodded, but rested her head on his shoulder, and his heart beat faster and faster, "Christie," he said loudly deliberately, "Christie, you make me feel like..."

think you like me.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, because Christie's hand was on his shoulder and his head was pressed down.

She kissed him again.

She tasted very sweet and cool, like mint.

While lips and tongue were touching, he whispered with his remaining willpower, "Are you still drunk? Christie, you..."

"No, I'm awake." She said, and then continued to kiss him delicately.

Maybe being kissed by someone you like is an act that destroys all your willpower.

His mind exploded, and he felt his consciousness floating in the air.

His robe was undone.