The Love Story of HP Narcissa

The professor of literature, Aurora Sinista, only goes to class when there are classes, and most of the time he will stay in the faculty lounge on the first floor of the castle.

Because no one wants to stand at the highest place in the school in winter and be shivered by the wind.And it is almost a distance away from the auditorium and the kitchen. When you want to drink a bowl of hot cocoa in the cold wind, you will feel that it is an impossible thing to do.

There was no one on the rooftop, only the astronomical binoculars with a cold light and a silent snow-white.There are a few shallow footprints on the snow, the diameter of which leads to the small classroom, and it seems that Trom is inside.Narcissa still remembers the time when she first started school, where she learned basic theoretical knowledge (that is, precautions for using binoculars, and star charts to memorize).There was only an old blackboard and a few wooden desks inside, and the chairs there creaked when they sat on them, as if they were about to fall apart at any time.

Narcissa stood in front of the broken wooden door that was about to fall, took a deep breath, and then pushed the door open forcefully.

It seemed that the cold wind blowing in alarmed the people inside.Trom looked up at the door, and his gaze happened to collide with Narcissa who had just entered.Narcissa looked away as usual, many times, but she still couldn't bring herself to look directly into Trom's beautiful blue-gray eyes.

Trom sits in front of the fire in the classroom open space, playing with an hourglass.From the look of the fire, he's been here for a while.He also made some modifications to the chairs here. The upper part of the wooden bench has the texture of a sofa, but the bottom part is still the four chair legs of the wooden stool, which makes it look top-heavy and unstable.

"Hi! I didn't expect you to come so soon! I just got the reply not long ago."

He glanced at the letter paper on the table beside him, and Narcissa noticed that the soldiers were also inside.

It was standing on the hanger where Professor Sinistra usually put his coat, still holding his head high.

"It just so happened that I came here just now, I hope I didn't disturb you."

Narcissa said while closing the wooden door.Thank goodness! It was much warmer inside than she had imagined.

"Of course not! Andor and Orlando have classes at the moment, and I'm worried that no one will accompany me! Come and sit here."

He pulled another chair and applied Transfiguration to it, but unfortunately it was still the same as the one he was sitting on, and only completed the first half.

"This is a spell I saw in a book in the library. I'm sorry, but this is all I can do at the moment... Your sister is better than me, she can conjure lace! But don't worry, it's safe, I Been sitting on it for days. Hmm, I thought you might like green?"

Narcissa shook her head indifferently, and sat on the newly appeared green half sofa and half chair.

"Some sweets! I got them from Honeydukes in Hogsmeade, there's jelly slugs, ①pepper urchins, ②sherbet drinks, cockroach piles, and ③chocolate balls."

Narcissa picked a chocolate ball from a pile of bug-style candies, and at least it looked safe.

"Narcissa, have you ever been to Hogsmeade? Although I know you are in the first grade now, but you are Black, your parents must have taken you there when you were young. Sorry, I never had a chance to ask Andor, she always likes to tell me Muggle matter. I only went to Hogsmeade this year, and my mother is always busy and she doesn't have time, I just want to ask you for a comparison."

Trom took a sip of the sherbet drink, which made him float slightly.

Narcissa shook her head.Hogsmeade is not a mainstream commercial street, the main customers there are Hogwarts students, and the place is small.When I was a child, I didn't have to go there to buy anything. If I want to buy things, Diagon Alley is a better choice.

"Really?! That really surprised me. I thought you pure-bloods, um, would be more happy to shop in Hogsmeade, which is full of wizards..."

This sentence made Narcissa a little uncomfortable, even though she probably understood what Trom meant by 'you purebloods'.Narcissa didn't know how to answer, she didn't want to talk about this, so she deliberately pretended not to understand, and changed the topic in a different direction.

"What about you and us, Crouch is also a pure-blood family, isn't he..."

Trom smiled when he heard the words, looking a little lonely.

"Yeah... Crouch is, but Tromso Crouch isn't. Seriously, my last name was supposed to be Voss? Wait, it's Waller? Well I forgot my father's last name, after all I Never met him. By the way, I don't think I've told you any of this."

Narcissa froze in place, she felt that instead of choosing a chocolate ball, she ate an ice mouse just now.She realized that she didn't want to hear what Trom had to say next, but she could almost hear her teeth chattering and the icy creaking all over her body.She just sat there, listening to Trom say the most unacceptable words for her.

"My father was a Muggle and he abandoned my mother before he married her. My mother already had me by then, so I was born with my mother's last name. My grandmother and grandfather never said anything about it though. What, but I know they're terribly disappointed in my mom."

"We never spent Christmas together, in fact I haven't seen them for two or three years. The last time we saw each other was because I got the Hogwarts notice, maybe the grandson is not a Squib, so they finally got a little Courage to face my own daughter. But then I was sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat, but they obviously prefer Slytherin, so you know."

"Now I live in the Muggle world with my mother, but I knew I was a wizard since I was a child. I'm not a pure blood, I'm a half-blood Narcissa..."

Narcissa couldn't remember how she walked down the high astronomy tower, and she couldn't even remember what Trom said after that.She only knew that when she was getting closer and closer to her centrifugal master, suddenly the distance between them became farther than before.

In fact, she herself knew it a long time ago, but she didn't want to admit it, and she didn't want to face it.

She has seen almost all pure-blood nobles, such a famous family as Crouch, how could she not remember a boy named Tromso Crouch who was about her age.

Trom knew so much about Muggles that he hadn't read a single book about Muggles in the library.

He wasn't taking some damn Muggle Studies class at all.He lives in the Muggle world, and has Muggle blood in his body.

He and himself can never be together.

Father would never allow himself to be with a half-breed Gryffindor...

Narcissa was sadder than she had been when she knew she wouldn't be home for Christmas.

Like a wandering spirit, she walked from the tallest tower of the school to the basement at the bottom of the school.Her vision was blurred, and many students looked back at her along the way, and Narcissa guessed that she was crying.

"glory."

Narcissa shouted the password into an empty, damp stone wall.

The tears finally couldn't stop, and she stood at the door of the Slytherin common room, crying like a child who lost a toy.Dimly, she heard a few students from the same class as her whispering beside her.

'Narcissa you screwed up everything! Those half-breeds finally got hold of your pigtails and they won't respect you like they used to.They will also tell all the Mudbloods in the school: a Black crying like a dead parent at the door of the dormitory! Then they will definitely come and bully you together!'

These words kept echoing in Narcissa's head, and then she cried even harder...

A pair of unusually warm hands embraced her, and Narcissa smelled a bitter smell of potion at the tip of her nose.

It's Malfoy.

It's been like this since he drank Madam Pomfrey's potion for a month.It exudes the smell of medicine from the inside out, and I even laughed at him because of it.

"Where did you go? I almost ran all over the school and couldn't find you."

Narcissa buried her head in his chest, just crying, not knowing how to answer.She felt a faint sense of guilt, and she didn't know where this feeling came from.

"Did someone bully you? You tell me who it is, and I will let him have an unforgettable Christmas."

Lucius scanned the students sitting in the common room with sharp eyes, and they quickly looked away, not daring to stare at Narcissa anymore.

He supported Narcissa to sit down on the sofa closest to the fireplace (the place originally belonged to someone else, but they gave up the seat wisely), seeing that Narcissa didn't speak, he also fell silent, just quietly accompanied looking at her.

After a while, Narcissa seemed to have had enough of crying.Her eyes were red and swollen, and Lucius thanked her.Then she belatedly asked.

"Aren't you unable to move? Is it okay to come out like this?"

Lucius petrified in place, but then he reacted quickly.

"That, this, it hurts when you say it! Melly! Hiss~ my waist is about to break! No, I have to go back to school and lie on the hospital bed. Narcissa, can you come and help me?"

Narcissa looked at the other party's exaggerated acting skills speechlessly.But noticing the undried tears on Malfoy's chest, Narcissa decided to let him go.

So she supported Malfoy's hand, and the two walked side by side to the school hospital.

①Pepper urchin: It will make people smoke in their mouths.

② Sherbet drink: can float in the air

③Chocolate ball: Strawberry custard inside

Narcissa's Rebellion

Merry, what is the Muggle world like?they must be