Wild child

When Fanny woke up, she had a splitting headache, her mouth was filled with the smell of stale alcohol, drinking too much was harmful.

Fortunately, yesterday was the day before the Christmas holiday, so it's okay to vent.I just don't know what time it is, Mrs. Conwell and Smith are still waiting.

Sitting up with her head covered, Fanny immediately realized that the place she was in was not a dormitory.There is only one big bed in the entire room, this is... Fanny concentrated on thinking for a while, and a bottle of sober medicine appeared in her hand.

really.Fanny drank the medicine, turned her head and saw that her robe was neatly folded by the pillow, and Benjamin's old watch was also taken off and put on it. It was almost 11 o'clock.

I hope it's not 11 o'clock in the evening... Fanny was about to put on her robe, but when she looked forward, she froze.

Draco was sleeping next to her bed, which had obviously been made poorly.

what the hell? ...Uh, by the way, this guy's sleeping posture is really flat and dignified...

It was the first time in half a year that she had observed Draco so closely. Draco had dark circles under his eyes, and his skin was visibly gray. It seemed that he had had a terrible time.

Fanny subconsciously wanted to get closer, but the bed was so damn big, and when she rubbed from the middle to the side, Draco had already woken up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fanny staring at him, Draco was startled, and immediately sat up with his usual elegance. Seeing his frowning, it was obvious that this night was very uncomfortable.After thinking about it for a while, Draco said matter-of-factly: "You were drunk yesterday, I couldn't send you to Gryffindor Tower, so I brought you here first."

Speaking of her clothes... Fanny tried not to think about that scene, "Then... what are you doing here?"

This was obvious, and in order to appear less idiotic, Fanny changed the question. "I mean, you can make as many beds as you want in here, why are you sleeping on the floor?"

"I don't know either." Draco turned his face away, "When I hugged... brought you here yesterday, there was a bed right here. But no matter what I thought, there was no second bed."

Fanny couldn't help praying that she was thick-skinned enough, and she put on a business-like tone: "The function of the Room of Requirement is to fulfill people's wishes, and maybe your real wish last night, uh, doesn't include the second A bed... By the way, the upper part is also very big."

Draco blushed for a moment, staring at Fanny speechless.

Fanny seemed to have regained a certain state all of a sudden.

"That is to say, you came in with me who drank too much yesterday, and you only wanted a bed, and you took off my clothes..." She pretended to look under the quilt, "Hmm..."

"I didn't do anything!" Draco blurted out and stuck again, "...Didn't you see the floor where I slept? And your Muggle clothes are not well dressed..."

Wearing Muggle tracksuits under the robes, Fanny was used to it.She said slowly: "Okay... Actually, it doesn't matter if you do it, anyway, after drinking, you will be forgiven for doing anything. It's just that it would be too troublesome to go to Madam Pomfrey if you don't take proper measures. "

Draco already wanted to just walk out the door.It's fine for the lonely man and widow to be alone in a room, anyway, it's not the first time.But the Muggle's clothes are not as loose as the wizard's robes, and her curves can be seen in full view, and she is still leaning on the head of the bed as if she is not awake!The key is to discuss such a large-scale topic openly!Did the girl realize that he was a normal 16-year-old boy?

Obviously, Fanny realized it.She knew very well, with upper-class education in his head, Draco was a more polite guy than anyone else, and it was too much fun to do a little entertainment with this.

But it’s not good to play it too much, Fanny accepted it when she saw it was good, and asked what she wanted to know from the beginning: "How did we talk last night? I mean before I fell asleep."

Draco's expression darkened for a moment, probably hoping that the question would be asked later or never. "How much do you remember?"

"You mentioned me and Mark, and then I seemed to want to slap you..." Fanny frowned and rubbed her temples, "I forgot about the latter, but according to past experience, after forgetting and before falling asleep There should be something else to say... and I'm dying of a headache and thirsty—oh, thanks, Mary Minnie." She picked up the glass that appeared out of nowhere and downed the water in one gulp.

"It was a good talk." Draco got up from the floor and tidied himself up briefly, "It's all clear."

Since Draco's back was turned to her, Fanny couldn't see his expression.But even if she didn't remember the process, she could still guess it in the end. She grabbed the school robe that had been left aside, "Is it clear?...Okay, then..."

"It doesn't matter if you do it, right?" Draco turned around suddenly, with a smile on his face that she had never seen before.

Uncommonly unable to keep up with her train of thought, Fanny was stunned.

In the next second, Draco's lips pressed against his.He pushed Fanny down on the bed, his breath was full of aggression, and the body temperature of the two of them rose sharply as the cloth rubbed against each other.

"I... Hey, wait!" Fanny tried her best to sag her face because her hand was pressed down early in the morning, "what are you-doing-what?"

"What do you think?" Draco's voice carried obvious meaning, and the warm breath spewed on her ears.

"Is this... suitable?" Fanny avoided Draco's breath and eyes in a panic, "Don't... um..."

After the lips of the two separated again, Draco turned his face slightly and whispered in Fanny's ear: "When that day comes, I will hold you in my arms and do whatever I want, for as long as I want. .”

Standing up slightly, Draco saw Fanny panting slightly, with a halo in his eyes.She looked at him, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "...Can you do it?"

Trembling and flashing like lightning, Draco backed away quickly, as far as his self-control was concerned anyway.Hold this position for a few more seconds...

Fanny grabbed the school robe next to her and quickly put it on, putting on the sleeves on both sides first. When her head stuck out, she had a calm expression on her face again.She looked at the curtains that had changed colors, and said with a little real helplessness: "I think Mary Minnie is kidding us, don't you think?"

The curtain is now intertwined with gold, red, silver and green, Gryffindor's lion and Slytherin's snake coexist, and... it's actually quite beautiful.

Draco nodded stiffly, and it was a good thing Fanny wouldn't remember what was next to the bed when he carried her in yesterday.

Fanny got off the bed and jumped on the spot. "Better not to let Parkinson see you the way you are, Mr. Slytherin. She'll probably just pin you down on the table in the common room, no matter how many people are watching."

"Both to each other, Miss Gryffindor," said Draco gruffly, "thank you for the reassuring thought. You've got to have a good conversation with the exotic wizard—"

Fanny smiled at Draco's surprise.

"Me and my ex-boyfriend drank up Slughorn's, which part is so funny?" she wondered a little.

"Your...your robe is on the wrong side."

SHIT!

Fanny pulled off the robe, and the blouse inside was almost visible... Draco tried his best to hold back and watched Fanny flustered, but now he was not so calm. The door went out.

Fanny held the robe and looked at the door where Draco disappeared for a while, then put on the school robe.

He has also learned to be smart. This method of diverting her attention... I have to say it is very effective.

Has he made up his mind?

Will they be allowed to travel together for a short distance before the inevitable time comes?

After washing up and going out, Fanny was glad to find that the sky was still bright, and it was still noon on the first day of the holiday.Fanny first sent a letter to Mrs. Conwell, saying that she would not go home until tomorrow after completing the last study task, and said she didn't know how Draco would deal with his mother on this matter.

There was only Hermione in the dormitory, who was reviewing the ancient runes, and everyone else had gone home for Christmas.

"Where were you last night, Fanny?" Hermione asked. "Do you know that you smell like alcohol?"

"I... ran into Mark at Slughorn's party last night." Sorry buddy, using you as a shield again.

Hermione looked up from the spell list and stared at Fanny. "Really? Nice to see you're starting to change your mind, you know how bad you've looked since school started?"

"Is it so obvious?" Fanny touched her face.

"Take a look in the mirror, miss." Hermione sighed. "You better hope not many people notice your lips on the way back."

"Oh, this one." Fanny touched her lips, and it took her a long time to apply cold compresses before they changed from bright red to a near-normal color. "It's all right, free country... did you have a good chat with the 'nearly' Gryffindor keeper last night?"

Which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, Hermione's expression suddenly darkened several times: "I managed to get rid of him under the mistletoe."

"It's time for you to change your mind, too," Fanny teased her, "Talk to some Quidditch star, find a strong, active boy, and stop thinking about some skinny red-haired guy with pimples all over his face —Yo, come on, I shut up."

Hermione slammed the thick book in her hand, and Fanny shut up wisely and went to change clothes.

After lunch, on the grounds that she overslept and missed the train, Fanny got Mrs. Sprout's consent and borrowed her fireplace to go to Diagon Alley.Three hours later she got a lift, a van on its way home from the Christmas tree through Torrance.

She stayed in Torrance overnight, and the next day she made an appointment to appear in Diagon Alley, and returned home with Mrs. Conwell who was waiting there.

Mrs. Conwell, like Draco, had gray skin, shadows under her eyes, and she had lost a lot of weight, and the added wrinkles on her face couldn't be concealed by elaborate makeup.Along the way, she kept turning her head around nervously, as if avoiding the sight of some Fanny couldn't see.

"Is the work going well?" Fanny asked as the car drove through a relatively remote forest.

"Huh? Oh." The steering wheel in Mrs. Conwell's hand tilted, "It went well, it went well. The art exhibition was well received, and Will said—"

"I mean the side business with birds," Fanny said.

"It went well, too," Mrs. Conwell emphasized emphatically.

"No, you're not going well." Fanny looked out the window at the rapidly receding bare branches, "Tell me about it, don't tell me what you did. Just tell me about the bad news."

"You subscribed to the newspaper."

"Don't tell me the papers haven't lagged. And I want to hear from you, Bella."

Perhaps moved by the familiar title, Mrs. Conwell took a deep breath and spoke.

"Well... old Harvey is missing, we presume because he insisted on reporting on what Muggles officially dubbed a 'gas explosion', and there are a number of fairly obvious indications that it was the work of Dark wizards." Brian Churchill Broken arm by a Bludger, he had just launched a campaign against wizarding violence against Muggles a few days before that, and you know, as the new star of the Puddlemere team, he has a lot of influence."

"How is his injury?" Fanny asked. Judging from the discussion in the school, there are many people who pay attention to this matter, but there has been no official report in the newspapers. Everyone only knows that he retired after that. .

"The therapists couldn't fix his broken bones anyway, so they could only make him a supportive sheath so that he can take care of himself...but he can't play ball anymore." Mrs. Conwell took another deep breath Tone, "I've met Brian a few times as...he's a wonderful young man, full of energy and a sense of justice. It's so unfair."

"Yes," said Fanny.

"And Peter Montgomery Jr. Because Anna and Peter refused to provide information to You-Know-Who, they let Greybok the werewolf bite him. He's only 5 years old, how could they do such a thing?"

Fanny didn't make a sound, just shook her head, she didn't know either.

Since the beginning of school, there have been accidents one after another. First, Hannah Abbott's mother was killed. This is her fourth family member who was killed.After that, Hannah didn't come to school again, and her dean, Mrs. Sprout, told Fanny that Hannah had taken a long vacation and was receiving psychological counseling.

Then there's Katie Bell, who got into St Mungo's on her first visit to Hogsmeade this school year because of a spellbound opal necklace.Fanny asked the Harry trio who had witnessed the incident for details, and they all believed that the real target of the necklace was not Katie. Walking around Knockturn Alley, Harry and Fanny felt that the necklace had nothing to do with Borgin-Bock It was the same necklace that killed 19 Muggles in the store.

Many parents were terrified. Parvati once said that her parents wanted to take her home with her sister Padma.

Harry was convinced that there was a Death Eater lurking in the school, and for some reason the thought made Fanny uncomfortable.Before he could say who he guessed, Hermione sent him away with a Potions homework.

So Fanny also guessed what he wanted to say.

Mrs. Conwell's sudden brake interrupted Fanny's train of thought. She put her hands on the steering wheel and lowered her head.

"Little Peter is still being rescued by St. Mungo's now, but even if he doesn't...he can't return to normal. Anna and Peter are heartbroken. I really don't know how they can bear this." Mrs. Conwell's tone was helpless Fanny only heard that summer vacation when Mrs. Conwell confessed to her, "They also have twin girls at home. I saw them in St. Mungo's. Seeing them... I used to do it after that. Nightmare, you say, what would I do if it happened to you or Smith?"

Fanny watched her silently.

"I can't protect you at all. Molly always talks about worrying about her family, but she's a witch after all! They're all wizards, but what about me? I'm just a poor, powerless Squib. If I die What are you going to do? Who will take care of you?"

"You've done well enough, Bella." Fanny put her hand on Mrs. Conwell's shoulder, "If something happens to you...how should I say it? Smith and I have raised more than a dozen people since we were nine years old. Children. You just need to make sure you come back safely after each mission, don’t worry, we have everything.”

The two maintained their positions for a while, and Mrs. Conwell straightened up and put her hand on Fanny's.She smiled at Fanny and hugged her: "Oh, I'm so stupid...Of course you will be fine."

"We need you by our side, we need you to come back safely." Fanny emphasized again.

"Of course, I will." Mrs. Conwell returned to normal, straightened up and started the car, "Smith has decided to choose to study in Vienna, and we have completed several important tasks. Everything will be fine. We will all It's all right." As the car started moving again, Mrs. Conwell said softly again, "We'll all be all right."

Everything is getting better, and I can't feel it at all when I read the newspapers or listen to the discussions around me.There have been more and more reports of various attacks in the press, and she can hardly remember which people's family members have had accidents.

Looking at the familiar scenery passing by outside the window, Fanny hoped that what Mrs. Conwell said was true.

Her family, her friends will get through this war safely.

Smith's 17th birthday party had a small get-together with the band members, the newcomers, and Doug and Joey.Fanny asks about Amy's absence and learns that she and Joey just broke up.

After four years together, less than four months ago everyone was still discussing who would be the bridesmaid and best man at their wedding, and now the two have separated?Fanny was very surprised.

It sounds like the two rented a flat together due to economic and other reasons after they went to college, and they started living together not long after, but found that their personalities, tastes and lifestyles were different, and after a few months of stumbles, Amy officially proposed to break up.

Amy is not a sharp and decisive person. Both Fanny and Smith suspect that this matter has something to do with the intervention of a third party.Regardless of whether this is the case, Joey didn't mention it, and when he mentioned it, his tone was as witty and relaxed as ever, and he didn't mean to blame Amy.

"Anyway, I have to thank her. If I hadn't fallen in love with her, I would be a punk in the town now, and I probably wouldn't even be able to go to college. But buddy, I suggest you don't set your goals too hard now, When you go to university, you will know the benefits of being free. This is a colorful world, full of beautiful women."

The above is Joy's birthday message to Smith.

"I'm going to relay what your buddy said to another Amy." Fanny laughed.

I have been crazy about it, and it can be regarded as a harvest.Fanny thought of the hard and fulfilling years before, if it weren't for that time, she would still be flying around at low altitude to dawdle.

Because Smith is now an adult according to the rules of the wizarding world, Fanny gave him some adult books—of course they are packaged tightly so that others can’t see the problem—and suggested that he and Amelia study it carefully. .

It seems that Smith has no plans to regain his freedom for the time being. His relationship with Amelia has entered a stable period, and he doesn't know if he will talk about marriage.He doesn't talk much about it, which is normal given his personality, but he's started rambling on to Fanny about what's going on in the wizarding world, and seems to have read all of the Daily Prophet for months, which isn't a good sign .

The worst thing was that Fanny found that he didn't seem to plan to study abroad. Smith had already noticed that Mrs. Conwell was facing some dangers, and asked Fanny if Mrs. Conwell was involved in the wizarding world.

Fanny had no choice but to say that the specific situation was not clear, and then emphasized the impossibility of the Squib being involved in wizard affairs, and Smith seemed relieved.This is of course not a long-term solution, but there is no good way at this time.

During the holidays, Fanny couldn't take time off and went to Lucy's place to help look after the plants every now and then.A couple of new varieties had been introduced into the garden, and Lucy said that if this went on it would be time to cast another No-Trace Expanding Charm on the yard.Mrs. Conwell is acquiescing to Fanny and the field family's ever-increasing distance. After telling CC's story last time, she seems to have begun to support Fanny's relationship with them.

The only regret was not being able to see Black, and one night Lupine came over to sit down and tell Fanny that Black had completely stabilized, but even Harry couldn't see much for safety reasons.

In order to avoid those two, Fanny sent Lupine out of the house.She learned that due to the particularity of Mrs. Conwell's situation, members of the Order of the Phoenix would take turns to check the safety situation, and protective spells were placed around the house. This news finally made Fanny feel more at ease.

Unable to hold back, Fanny asked about Lupine's "work status".

Lupine seemed to trust her very much, knowing that Fanny already had a basic understanding of the Order of the Phoenix, he told Fanny about his special mission.He had been living with the werewolves for several months, trying to convince them to side with Dumbledore.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with his "ready-made spy" status, but overall he was willing to do the job.Fanny remembered the materials of Draco, and from all indications, Hogwarts never accepted werewolf students after that.

Draco's words sounded in her mind: "After all, he paid only that glass of water. And when it comes to your life, he is not stingy at all, and those people said to death Take his kind words."

"What's the matter, Fanny?" Lupine asked.

Fanny shook her head: "It's nothing. Take care, Remus."

"Don't worry, we'll win this time," said Lupine gently but firmly, "Dumbledore is here."