[HP] Can you be gentle with me

After Sirius heard this, he just shrugged, approached them calmly, and sat down. "Now I know where I lost, it's not my fault at all."

"What?" He called out tentatively. Tahlia didn't know if Sirius' reaction was good or bad.

"I lost to time," he said. "Tahlia, if you had met me first, you would have liked me, wouldn't you?"

Tahlia was silent for a moment.

She had indeed thought about this before, and finally came to the conclusion that Sirius was really good, but she met Snape first... she nodded blankly.

Sirius felt that the hanging heart finally let go.

At first he thought it was because he didn't work hard enough, and he was briefly angry that Tahlia chose the snotling that was nothing compared to him except the potion, but then he figured it out.

It wasn't that he didn't try hard enough, it was that he lacked luck with Tahlia.

At least he got an answer that satisfied him.

Originally, Tahlia also had a chance to like herself, but they just missed each other.

It's really time to stop being so persistent.

He will still care about her and like her, but he will no longer hope that one day she will say he likes her.

Ironically, it had taken him so long to get the idea, but Tahlia had always felt that way about Snape.

This is the difference.

The only thing he was dissatisfied with right now was Snape's treatment of Tahlia.

That guy Snape could not accept Tahlia's sacrifices or her kindness, but he definitely shouldn't take it for granted and then throw her on the ground and trample her all over.

After making a decision, he will still continue to hate that greasy snot!

"So I have every reason to hate Snape, and you can't stop me anymore." Sirius said seriously, laughing after seeing Tahlia's stunned expression.

Maybe that's enough.

Once he gave up and continued his attachment, it seemed that he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

Afterwards, Sirius talked and laughed with them, and there was no sense of sadness at all. Tahlia was relieved, maybe he had already seen it?

This was where she always felt sorry for Sirius.

There was no way to respond to what he gave, but it would be a disservice to him if she forced herself to accept it, and she didn't want to deceive herself or Sirius at all.

"Padfoot, dude—I think you should be our kid's godfather," James said suddenly, in a strangely serious tone.

Sirius was taken aback for a moment, but immediately smiled cheerfully. "Of course! No one wants to compete with me for the position of Godfather!"

Lily smiled, she knew Sirius would definitely say yes, and turned to look at Tahlia.

"No." Tahlia shook her head before they could say a word. "For any reason, I can't."

James smiled helplessly. "We know, but we still want you to—"

"Even if I wasn't his godmother, I would still care about him," Tahlia said. "Trust me, you don't want him to have a Death Eater elder." Looking at Sirius. "He'll have Sirius' affection, and that's enough."

"But we all know you're not a Death Eater!" Sirius protested loudly. "You're not like them."

Tahlia shook her head. "No, I'm the same as them. I'll do what they did. The only difference is that I've become friends with you, that's all." She said bitterly. "I didn't intend to rationalize what I did... I killed people—I killed a lot of people... Countless families were broken because of me—" He raised his head and looked straight at the stunned couple in front of him. personal. "Don't take me too seriously. To everyone else, I'm a Death Eater. [-]% Death Eater."

She stood up and straightened her robe. "Anyway, I've already given you the gift—see you next time." After finishing speaking, Tahlia left directly, leaving the three of them still in a daze without saying a word.

For some reason, they had a hunch──

no more chance.

Tahlia won't be coming again.

And they were right.

Tahlia really didn't intend to go to the Potter house anymore.

Previously, she thought that such an atmosphere would make her happy, but unexpectedly it made her more uncomfortable.

Perhaps she was used to the cold feeling of facing those Death Eaters, and it was only because of the overly warm care that Sirius and the others gave her that she felt burned.

Especially since she wasn't as good as they thought she was at all.

They don't know how many dirty things they have done. Even if she has a very legitimate reason on the surface, there is no way to erase the fact that she bears so many lives.

So, she never went again.

Can't go anymore.

Winter comes and goes, and the warm atmosphere of spring seems to only last for a moment.

Narcissa's belly was getting bigger every day, and then, on the fifth day of June, a little boy was born with the same hair color as Lucius. They named him Draco, following Narcissa's Black family naming tradition, after Draco named him.

Tahlia looked at the little man sleeping soundly in the crib, her godson, even though his face is a little wrinkled now, but his facial features are beautiful, he must be a beautiful little boy with Lucius in the future, and Nacissa sat On the bed, with a happy smile on her face, she made a decision at that moment.

Clearing his throat, he spoke loudly. "I think I should move out."

"Why?" Lucius, who was also looking at Draco seriously in front of him, suddenly shifted his gaze to Tahlia, and blurted out, as if accidentally startled the sleeping baby, causing him to move unconsciously.

Lucius immediately lowered the volume. "Why don't you stay here?"

"This is your home, Lucius—you and Narcissa, and Draco's home," Tahlia said slowly. "not mine."

The couple in front of her could not say anything, she continued. "Besides, I've already saved a lot of money, which is enough for me to find a house outside. I told you when I moved in earlier that I won't be staying for long."

"I know." Lucius managed to utter a word. "It's just that I didn't expect it to be so soon." He knew Tahlia had already made up her mind, which meant that unless they could come up with a reason enough to persuade him to change it - which of course they didn't - she was determined to do so.Still, he asked again. "Not staying any longer?"

Tahlia shook her head. "Isn't moving now the same as moving later?" she said. "Give me a week and I'll find a house and move out--not bother you any more."

They are already a family.

Even if she was Draco's godmother, that wasn't a reason for her to stay here and mess around.

"Don't make it sound like I'm pushing you, Tahlia," Lucius said angrily. "Take your time, you can live here as long as you like, and even if you do move out, you have to come back for dinner." Ignoring Tahlia's appearance of wanting to protest, she continued confidently. "Otherwise, who will chat with Cici? This is not about you."

Tahlia was speechless.

But Lucius was compromising, and although she didn't need his nod to move out of Malfoy Manor, he cared about her after all, and she was grateful.

Nodding in agreement.

And a week later, Tahlia moved into the small house she arranged. She didn't tell anyone the location of the house. She just wanted to have a place where she could relax completely. At least she knew that in this small space, she There was absolutely no fear of anything, no fear that Voldemort would kill him, and no fear that Auror would go and catch him.

In short, she really has a safe haven.

It is summer now, but her room is not stuffy, as long as the window is opened, the breeze will blow in, which is the reason why she decided to buy this small suite.

There is also a small balcony.

She put a set of tables and chairs there, although she doesn't have time to sit there and enjoy the afternoon sun while drinking tea, but every night when she comes back to her room and sees the tables and chairs on the balcony, she will feel better Quite a few.

Time flies, Draco has been more than a month, and he will start to open his big gray blue eyes to the light, and sometimes he will spit out some babbling sounds from his mouth.

I don't know how Lucius understood it, anyway, in Tahlia's ears, those voices were just a few sounds that Draco made unconsciously, but in his ears, it seemed as if his son was the smartest kid in the world, who could talk when he was young .

Tahlia seriously doubted that Lucius had forgotten the promise not to spoil his son.

Fortunately, Narcissa was still there.She was a good mother, whenever Draco moved, she was always the first to know if he needed a diaper change, or if he was hungry, and sometimes he didn't even cry.

Much more reliable than Lucius. Without Narcissa, Draco would definitely starve to death. Sure enough, this instinct was born in his mother, and Tahlia felt that even if Lucius had to learn it for a few years, he would not learn it.

The weather in August is still sweltering, and it doesn't feel like autumn is coming soon, and Tahlia's life is still very busy.

Gringotts' work had to be done, Voldemort's orders had to be done, Narcissa's dinner invitations had to be kept, Draco's concern had to be spared, and most importantly, Snape's attitude had to be spared.

It could be said that she had exhausted all means, and for more than a year he had managed to make him almost never have to show himself in front of Voldemort, except when the man needed potions, he would only think of Snape.

Every time she saw Snape staring at herself angrily with an expression that wanted to kill her, Tahlia felt that her chest was being pounded heavily, which made her feel more uncomfortable than bearing the Cruciate carpal bone. The Cruciate carpal bone was just a physical pain, but being held Snape glared, but his heart was bleeding uncontrollably, and there was no pain that any potion could take away.

Although she thinks she does it all, there are always exceptions.

And this exception, was firmly held by Snape.

The sudden news of Slughorn's retirement created a vacancy for a potions professor in the school, and it happened that Voldemort had long wanted to arrange an internal response at Hogwarts.

Snape immediately seized the opportunity, he thought he was the best candidate, given that the main reason he was able to join in the first place was his excellent potion talent, and Voldemort obviously had the same idea as him, and immediately sent him to apply for the job , which made Tahlia very anxious.

If Snape really went to the school to become a professor, he would be the only Death Eater who could pass on information from the school, and that meant that Voldemort would definitely pay a lot of attention to him, which meant that her previous efforts were completely in vain.

But she couldn't ask Dumbledore not to hire Snape on purpose, which would undoubtedly lead to his failure in this mission-although Snape hadn't experienced the meaning of mission failure for himself, she didn't want him to experience any of it at all.

That really had the potential to completely destroy a person, and Tahlia didn't want to take any chances.

Then, Snape came back with a confident look on his face.

Tahlia suddenly felt hopeless.

He had become Voldemort's spy in the school, what else could she do?