[HP] Tsundere from afar

Voldemort began to get a little restless, and he punished Death Eaters or other Muggleborns with impunity, and sometimes he would take a few Muggleborns from the dungeon to torture, as if this would calm his anger.Usually at such times, I would run away directly, because I couldn't bear to see my former classmates screaming and crying so bitterly.

But Voldemort soon found out that I was deliberately avoiding, he put several "cruciatus" on me violently, and then asked me to blend in with them regardless of my life or death, Voldemort seemed to hope that I could understand their fun and Ambition - - -

Take pleasure in punishing your former classmates.

In fact, I don't like the word once at all, it will make me miss the past infinitely after comparison.So I started to hate myself, because I don’t do good things every day and only do bad things. After thinking about it carefully, I, the failed Hufflepuff, seems to have never done a thing well, and now I am still helping others.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

I am loyal, kind and fearless.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

I am loyal, kind and fearless.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

I am loyal, kind and shameless...

What did I just say?

I've become something like a machine that can only cast the Unforgivable Curse, and it's almost like a small flame is about to explode.

Sometimes I want to give Voldemort an Avada and forget it.

It feels sour and exciting to think about it, okay, let me think about it again.

Although I tried my best to control my magic output, my classmates looked at me with a kind of resentment that I had numb. I had no doubt that if I gave them a wand, they would kill me.

But I won't cry anymore, because life has to go on, and every day will be refreshed, or better, or worse, although I hate this kind of life.

If being a wizard means using Cruciatus endlessly, I'd rather just be a Muggle.

Recently, it’s easy to suffer from insomnia and dreamy dreams. For some reason, I panicked around me. I always felt that the darkness spread too thoroughly, covering the road ahead.The emotion of fear made him sink deeper and deeper.I am afraid that one day I will be accidentally killed by Voldemort, I am afraid that one day everyone will hate me, I am afraid that one day the curse will get out of control and torture one of my former classmates to death... It is like a swamp full of corpses is constantly pulling I went down, this feeling of urgency and fear made me struggle to scream, even in my dream I felt sweaty all over.

"Eve!" Draco's voice kept pulling me out of the dark and fiery swamp, I opened my eyes slightly trembling, and saw his gray-blue pupils with a little panic facing me right above me Looking at him, he lost a little weight again, bringing a bit of maturity and heart-wrenching changes after growing up.His hand patted my head lightly, with a hint of coaxing a child.

"Eve, it's okay." Draco picked me up from the quilt, kept moving his hands, and gently patted my back with a soothing effect, "It's all fake, it's okay, I'm Here I am here..."

I hesitated a little and stretched out my hand to hug Draco, only to feel his tight body and warm embrace before I sighed like panting, with a trembling tone: "Draco."

Then I hugged Draco as if I were hugging an oxygen bag that would keep me, a suffocating man, breathing: "I can't take it anymore."

Draco pursed his lips and did not speak, but patted my back hesitantly, as if he was dealing with a child choking on his milk: "I'll bring you the dreamless potion tomorrow, Eve."

He held my face in his hands, with distress and sadness in his gray-blue eyes, and then he joked with me, "Although your dark circles look pretty, after all, my Eve is the most beautiful. "

Sweet words are always seductive.

I was almost teased by him and subconsciously pouted and laughed. Draco moved closer to my eyes slightly, and he covered my eyebrows with his lips. The coolness fit my eyelids with a bit of piety and the feeling of cajoling.Feeling the closeness of Draco's slender jaw as I fluttered my eyelashes was alluring.

"Mouth too."

Then Draco satisfied my shameless request with a smothered smile.

In fact, Draco and I are really pitiful. We can only know each other softly when we kiss and meet, as if this love is bound to fail if it cannot be tolerated in the world.

On a certain afternoon, Malfoy Manor seems to be as dark as ever but always makes me worry. I hope this is just some unhealthy chain reaction of my recent insomnia and dreams.

Obviously not, I saw a crow flying in front of me and was picked up by Greyback. After he got some notes, he burst out into a weird laugh, and led a group of people out of Malfoy Manor.Confused, I finally waited for Greyback who came back after a while. He led a few people to knock on the gate of Malfoy Manor, and I stopped Greyback.

He lowered his head to me, showing a complicated and sinister smile: "Three people were caught, and Lovegood reported that it was Harry Potter."

That's right, one, two, three, three people.

From left to right, Hermione, Ron, and Harry, who is too weird to recognize.

My stiffness made Harry and the others a little uneasy, and Hermione's face was covered with stains, but it didn't destroy her bright and determined eyes, which were always harmless, albeit eager, to me.But Ron was a little covetous, and he looked at me rather mindfully.Later, he even sneered at me like a calf.

"Which one is Harry Potter?" I smiled impatiently, and instead stared at Greyback and said, "Sometimes you can be forgiven for daydreaming, but I can't imagine the end of cheating the master, Greyback !"

"Let them go."

"It's true!" he said to me persistently holding onto the railing door of Malfoy Manor. He pulled Harry the pig and pressed him against the door, exposing Harry's scar and looking at me fiercely: "Let I'm going in, Hufflepuff!"

I was about to be tormented by Greyback's nail spirit, knowing that it took only a while for me to lure Bella away, and if I didn't end all this at the corresponding time, maybe Harry and the others would be hurt.I pressed my wand on Greyback's head and planned to cast a Cruciatus Curse to make him obey, but the door of the manor was opened, and I turned around in astonishment, and saw Bella walking towards us.

She was still wearing a Death Eater's dress, her instant noodle-like hair was floating high on one side, and she wore pointed-toed flat shoes in an extremely domineering manner.But at the moment when Bella arrived, I felt really unlucky and had nothing to love!

When people carry it on their backs, even drinking water will get stuck between their teeth.

"Bring them in." Bella passed them one by one, focusing her eyes on Harry's scar, and she suddenly showed a particularly treacherous smile. "Let's go find Draco."

She gave me a warning look after she finished speaking.

I was heartbroken at the time...

In the hall of the Malfoy Manor, Bella pulled me madly, her black hair, which was already messy, was all messily wrinkled to the side at this moment, and some were still hanging restlessly on her forehead.She looked like she had taken too much Felicia. "Are you sure this isn't Harry Potter?"

"Of course not." I pretended to be calm and said, the pig-headed Harry in front of me suddenly relaxed, "Harry Potter has always been a handsome boy, Bella, but this one is like the roast pig we ate a few days ago. "

If Bella could be taken over by me in a few words, it wouldn't be Bella. She raised her chin and gave me a slightly distrustful look, and curled her lips in dissatisfaction.Until Lucius and Narcissa brought Draco, the three of them were still so eye-catching. It would be more perfect if Lucius' slightly disdainful eyes towards me were ignored.

During this period, I gave Draco several unloved or you can see what to do, and he looked away in a very complicated way.

"So?" Bella pulled Harry's hair and forced Harry's face up. Harry's eyes were full of pain and anxiety, and his emerald eyes were fixed on Draco at the moment.

"I'm not sure." Draco finally said this casually, and Hermione and the others almost breathed a sigh of relief.

"Draco, look carefully." Lucius approached Draco seriously at this moment. This man with a full chin and beard seemed to be tortured by life, and his words were threatening, " If we catch Harry Potter and..."

But Narcissa stepped forward to stop Lucius, she pulled Lucius down and patted his hand reassuringly: "Draco will judge, Lucius."

And Draco subconsciously cast his eyes on me, and I stood behind Bella and shook my head indistinctly at him.When I looked up, I saw Narcissa and Lucius looking in my direction. They seemed to be suppressing something. Narcissa's gentleness and Lucius' struggle, but they finally looked away. Say anything.

"Come on, Draco." Bella called Draco softly again, with a frightening ecstasy, "If this isn't the man we're looking for, and we call the Dark Lord, he'll call We all killed."

Draco walked over, his slender body half-kneeling and looked at Harry, and then they looked at each other for a long time, as if he was really looking at it seriously: "What's wrong with his face?"

"I don't know, that's how I found him when I found him." An unpopular subordinate replied.

"Maybe it was cursed, did you do it?" Bella bent her wand, stared at Hermione and the others not very kindly, and walked towards Hermione and the others, "Let me see their wands. "

Her haughty steps suddenly stopped, and her eyes focused on a sword on a certain subordinate, with a strong penetrating power, which made us all feel nervous: "Where did this come from?"

"It was found in his bag, I guess it's mine now." The subordinate laughed desperately, but he was immediately sent flying by Bella's wand.

Bella snatched the very sharp Gryffindor sword, and she began to punish Greyback's subordinates in a frenzy until she hysterically drove them all out of the hall.Like an irritable lioness, with a frightening aura all over her body.

"Go! Go!"

It seemed that some thread was being pulled taut, and breaking that thread only needed more strength to start the battle.