HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

The girl is leaning against the wall with a plate and eating strawberries with cream and sugar.Seeing that Snape came out, he handed the plate in his hand to the house elf beside him.

He looked at the girl and saw the girl dipped the corners of her lips with a napkin and wiped the non-existent cream. After she finished everything, she handed the napkin to the house elf. Then, she raised her head and looked at him, "Would you like Would you like to take a walk with me?"

"The Dark Lord said you wanted to speak to me."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." She smiled, her pearly teeth gleaming behind her rosy lips, she was indeed very beautiful, very charming, but also very dangerous.

Snape still remembered that when he first followed the Dark Lord, the other party was almost 40 years old. Although the skin had already had the texture of a wax figure, and his face had begun to distort a little like a human. All these probably made the Dark Lord and himself When he was young, his appearance was a bit different, but even so, when the Dark Lord turned his head and smiled at him, he still felt the full sense of oppression, as well as the obedience and gratitude deep in his heart.

He's so hard to please, suspicious and self-satisfied, he never trusts anyone, so any smile on his face is like a gift to someone else.

Both she and her brother acted a little like the Dark Lord, especially the smile.

However, although they were all very attractive and manipulative like him, in appearance, except for the boy's black hair, they had nothing like him.

They are not like him, none of them look like him in appearance, but in essence, none of them are like him.

"Professor." The girl called him again, she bent her eyes and smiled, "Professor, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Snape said, there was still something a little different between her and the Dark Lord, at least he never dared to distract himself in front of the latter.

When she reached the gate, the house-elf was already standing there graciously holding a snow-white fur cloak.Yet she turned a blind eye.

The house-elves opened the door for her, and asked her, "What would Missy like for supper?"

She stood there thinking for a while.

And Snape thought, sure enough, he wasn't wearing a robe.

Snape said, "Miss, robes."

he reminded.

She frowned, "It's heavy."

He sighed inwardly, "You'd better wear a robe." He said, "I'll stand here waiting for you."

The Dark Lord spoiled her so much that she didn't like wearing robes, and he had no doubts that he would be damned if he let her catch a cold.

The elf repeated, "What would miss eat tonight?"

Another elf said, "What about this one? Miss? Madame used to like this one best. She always said it was the lightest and warmest."

These little elves just circled around her chattering.

She took a thin black robe from an elf. The robe looked soft and light, and she finally shook it off and put it on her body.

"Cherry pie and salmon," she said, pulling her blond hair out of her robes, as she descended the steps, Snape following her.

After a while, she said, "Well, what did Regulus tell you?"

"why do you know?"

"He's my brother." The girl turned her back to him. "We've been together since we were born, Snape. I know him as much as he knows me. Well, what does he want you to tell me?"

"Did you tell him about me?" Snape couldn't help it. "Did you tell him?"

"No," she whispered, "I didn't," she turned her head to look at him, "I figured it out with him."

Snape felt like he was almost out of breath.He felt as if he had been stripped naked and placed in front of these two people. He didn't know whether he was more angry or more fearful, but it was not such a pleasant feeling anyway.

She said, "But," she smiled slightly, "I did tell him everything I knew. So Professor," she laughed, "be careful what you say to me."

Snape felt his mind buzzing.

"I shared everything I knew with him," she looked at him, "even if he kept it from me I still did."

Those green eyes suddenly looked very sad, and she said, "Well, Professor, tell me, tell me what he asked you to bring me."

"Whatever you are doing, stop."

"anything else?"

"You can't win."

"What does Draco know?" she asked.

"He said it in front of both of us."

"Great," the girl said, "Professor, I have a potion, I really don't know how to make it," she took out a piece of parchment from her pocket, "Look, I've made it according to the book I copied a copy of the content, but I don’t know why, it seems to have no effect.”

He took the list and glanced at it roughly, "This is a very dangerous item..." He was about to speak, when the girl put her finger on her lips, "Hush."

He just kept his mouth shut.

"You know," she said, smiling, folding the parchment, pulling it over his robe and stuffing the paper into his pocket, "I think this potion might help my mother's headache."

She had very bright green eyes, which once in a while rolled around, as bright as the reflection of the lake in the sun.

He still wanted to say something to her, but Lucius had already come to the side. Lucius looked at the girl and called her softly, "Vera."

The girl turned her head to look at him, and after a while she laughed, "Good afternoon, uncle."

Does he know or not?

Snape thought, this girl, this girl...

The girl said, "It's getting late, you should go, Professor."

She said softly, "Give me a word to Regulus," she turned her head, "I see."

It's not a sentence, it's just...

"Is that all?" Snape didn't understand what the two siblings were talking about.

"Just say it," she said. "He knows what I mean."

Snape and Lucius exchanged a look, and strode out. Malfoy Manor had recently restricted the use of fireplaces, and Floo powder could no longer be used.He had to get out to Apparate.

He had to Apparate.

It's really uncomfortable though.

He turned his head again and took a deep look at the girl. He wanted to say something, but he still closed his mouth.

She looks so small, she looks like a kitten.

The Dark Lord did indeed treat her as a cub.

The only question is, Merlin, how many people know that this pup belongs to the Dark Lord and not to Sirius?

In the courtyard, the white peacock is lazily dragging its white tail for a walk. She has always been wearing thin clothes, and she does not want to wear too thick clothes. The weather is warm these days, and she can finally stand outside as often as those white peacocks. You don't have to worry about catching a cold.

"Don't always wear too little." Lucius said softly.

"It's too heavy for me," she replied softly, lowering her eyes.

"You went to Draco's room last night."

"It's yours too, used to be, right?" The girl turned her head to look at him sideways, "Sometimes I wish you were my father."

He didn't speak.

"It's a pity that a man can't choose who his father is, because if I could choose who to be my father, I would choose you."

"He's fond of you now, and he can do anything for you. But you can't always make him angry, Vera." The man stroked the top of her hair. "He's going to have another baby soon, and we all know Bella." Ra is so obedient to him, her children will follow their father from birth. But your mother is too stubborn. If you can't make him like you..."

"I know." She took his hand and held him, "I know how to make him like me. It's not difficult at all."

He patted her on the back.

Yes, it's not difficult at all, as long as she is willing to show him a little respect.

"I've been dreaming all the time lately."

"Your mother always had dreams when she was your age. Is it a nightmare?" He softened his voice and stood beside her.

"I don't know if it counts or not," she rested her head on his arm, "I dreamed that I was walking up and down the house, crying, and I dreamed that I had no shoes, no socks, and the floor was It's cold, the house is very dark, I can't see anything, I can only walk by touching the walls, sometimes I'm shorter than the picture frame, if I walk against the wall, I may bump into the picture frame, and wake up the people in the portrait But sometimes I am tall again, and I have to deliberately lower my hand so as not to touch the picture frame. I walk, walk, open a door, and then I can find peace-I always think so, However, I woke up after dreaming here, and after waking up, I was just very scared, scared for no reason."

"So you go to Draco's room."

"When I woke up, I wanted to know why I had such a dream, and I wanted to know where the end of the dream was." She smiled, "It turned out that the end of the dream was in his room."

"Then?"

"No, uncle," she twitched suddenly without warning, "it's not there, it doesn't make me feel at ease."

"Vera..."

"It's weird, it's weird, I didn't grow up here, I don't even know why I have dreams like that, I don't even understand why I found his room, he's your only son, from your family Eldest son, how do I know where his room is?"

"Vera," he called her name in a low voice, "Vera, that's my room. Your mother would come to me when she had nightmares when she was a child. Those are her memories, not yours, and have nothing to do with you."

"If my nightmares are about my mother, what are her nightmares? My grandmother's?"

"I don't know," Lucius felt as she calmed down, "I really don't know, all I know is that she's afraid of my father, very scared."

"He wants to tell people he's my father," the girl said. "You know he doesn't like her. She's probably going to kill herself when the news gets out—he doesn't give a damn about her."

"He's always been proud of little Ravenketty for fighting his father for him. He won't allow a little Ravencordy on his side. She's weak and not tough enough, and too stubborn to obey Him," Lucius said.But then he shook his head, looked the girl in the eye, and said, "Vera, whatever you want to do, let me tell you, whatever you want to do, you are a child of our family."

The girl looked at him and suddenly laughed, "Can you give me a kiss?"

He nodded.

"Just like you kiss Draco, do you prefer to kiss him on the forehead or on the cheek?"

He put his hand on her shoulder and kissed her on the forehead, "Okay, child, do you know? You are a child of our family, no matter what happens, you are."

"Even if I'm not a pure-blood?"

……

"Blood is really not that important, is it?" She turned her head to look at him, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, "Why do you support the supremacy of pure blood?"

"Villa." He called her name softly. "Because Muggles are very ignorant."

The girl laughed. "I used to think that Muggles were very stupid. I used to think that there was no such thing as magic in the world. The wizard hunting behavior in the Middle Ages was just because of Muggles' ignorance. They used this as an excuse to kill themselves. To satisfy my bloodthirsty heart justly. But now I think wizards and Muggles are the same, no wizard will be burned to death, they are killed by their own kind just like those Muggles."

Lucius was speechless.

"I had a terrible dream last night," she said. "I don't even know if I'm awake or in a dream. Last night I thought I was dreaming. I knew the names of all the people in it. I don't think that's my life, that's what I've been relying on to tell if I'm dreaming, so, really, I thought it was just a dream, but in the dream, I looked in the mirror and I saw in the mirror... She suddenly calmed down, "I saw my own face in the mirror."

"It was just a dream," Lucius said softly, "it was just a dream, kid."

"Some people blurt out and call me Ma'am when they see me. The ghost professor in Hogwarts once slipped his tongue and called me Miss Sommer, so I look a lot like my grandmother." The girl turned her head and looked at him , "Tell me, won't you?"

"Yes," Lucius said, "but it doesn't mean anything..."

"It means I'm repeating not just my mother's memory but her memory," she said. "That's what she's been through, right?"

"I don't know..." Lucius said.

"How could he treat her like that?" The girl suddenly asked him fiercely, "How could he treat her like that!"

"I don't know," Lucius continued. "We never know why some people are cruel to others."

"But you're cruel to Muggles, aren't you," she said, "You think Muggles are inferior to you, they're not human in your opinion, why can't humans be cruel to inferior creatures, we'll eat some Carcasses of animals and plants. Humans can do this, you think so, don't you? But why did he do that to her?"

It's been a long time, Lucius said.

"He loved her, my father loved her," Lucius said, "a twisted love, the more he loved her the less he got her, he loved her all his life, but she never loved him. "

"That's not love." She said firmly, "No one, no normal person would think that is love. Love is not wanting to have, but willing to give."

Such distorted love cannot be exchanged for love, not even pity, you can only get endless disgust from the other party.

"You won't be like that," he said, "you won't be like that, Vera."

"I don't know." The girl shook her head, "Who knows what will happen in the future?"

He didn't know how to answer the question, he just wanted to end the conversation, "Son, don't make him angry, obey him, respect him, please him, you have his blood in you, as long as you don't overdo it, he is destined to love you .”

She shook her head and looked at him, "You know, not everyone loves their children, he is that kind of person."

"But he loves you," Lucius said. "I can tell he loves you."

"But so what?" The girl looked at him, "He still loves himself the most, and that won't change."

He stopped talking.

She whispered, "You're going to die for Draco, aren't you?"

Lucius nodded. "yes."

"Love is something that makes people not afraid of life and death," she said, "Love can make you willingly die for someone."