hp Ouroboros

A ray of sunlight streamed into the tiny room through the transfigured glass framed into the window frame.

"Hmm..." Sylvia frowned. The sunlight disturbed her sleep, but she was reluctant to open her eyes. When she was about to turn over and continue to sleep, the soreness from her waist and between her legs suddenly disappeared. She woke up and opened her eyes suddenly, only to see Camille opening her eyes and looking at her.

Seeing her awake, Camille narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled, with a strange joy in her low voice, "Morning"

Maybe it was because she just woke up in the morning, she was still confused and didn't understand the situation, or maybe she was immersed in Camille's deep and charming voice that seemed to shake her chest, Sylvia half-closed her eyes and smiled for a long time. .

It wasn't until Camille propped herself up, stretched out her hand, and brushed a few strands of hair hanging from her ears behind her ears, that Sylvia suddenly remembered where she was now, and...everything about last night...

Crazy, hot flashes and unbearable □□□□□ Sylvia's face flushed suddenly, her waist tried to jump up from the bed, but...

"Hiss!" Sylvia fell back onto the bed made of thick fur in pain, with one hand propped up on the bed and the other on her lower back, but she also felt that the abdominal muscles in the front were too tight. The pain was unbearable, and the whole body was bent like a cooked shrimp.

"Um... are you okay?" Camille said awkwardly, sat up, and didn't know how to help Sylvia with both hands, helping her here and there as she flustered around her body.

After finally sitting on the bed, Sylvia felt not only her lower back and abdomen, but her whole body was sore!Probably run over by a Muggle truck speeding down the street? !Then she belatedly thought about last night—the charming part just recalled was indeed quite beautiful, but now that she thinks about it carefully... They basically didn't sleep and rest last night!

Sylvia felt moved when she remembered the window she glanced out of the corner of her eyes before she lost consciousness for the last time: Ah, so the tree that Cam chose was a fruit tree... That is to say, the sky had changed from The dark, invisible state gradually brightened, at least to the point where she could see the brightness of the fruits on the branches outside—except for a few minutes of intermission, when she stuffed two or three bites of the dinner prepared by Camille into her mouth , The two of them didn't rest at all last night!

Finally sorting out the messy memories of last night, Sylvia turned her head and gave Camille a vicious look.

"Don't look at me like that, you obviously enjoyed yourself last night!" Camille shook her head and waved her hands.She is also very innocent. A werewolf, after all, is considered a half-magical creature. It is completely understandable that she could not resist seeing such a tempting scene. This time, he made a silent defense for himself who asked for it without restraint.

"Hmph!" Sylvia glared at Camille again, remembering that the 'thing' that she and the Weasley twins jointly developed had a promising progress recently, so she decided to let the little werewolf go for the time being.

"What time is it?" Sylvia asked, the sunlight coming in from the open window next to their fur bed seemed a bit ominous, and it wasn't a holiday.

Camille stretched out a finger and swiped it in the air, and a string of silver writing appeared in the air showing the current time: 27:[-] in the morning.

What an awkward time... They have a big Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning, and it feels weird if they suddenly rush in mid-class.