hp Ouroboros

It was so hot that Camille suspected that she had melted or was simply burnt. She felt that she was trapped in a sea of ​​magma, painfully hot, and time was meaningless.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Camille felt a cool place not far away, and she hurriedly leaned over to cling to it, as if she felt a little more comfortable?

Just came to the medical wing in a hurry, not long after Professor McGonagall left, the hand that she held with Camille was suddenly grasped, Sylvia looked nervously at Camille's face, her eyes were still closed tightly, Hei Jun His eyebrows tugged together, and at the same time grabbed Sylvia's heart.Camille twisted her body and curled her body up to Sylvia's hand. Sylvia immediately realized that maybe she felt her cool hand was more comfortable.

Without any hesitation, Sylvia quickly stood up and took off her thick robe in the shortest time after letting go of Camille's hand, and squeezed directly onto the single bed in the medical wing. Mir straightened up, and she herself lay half-lying in an uncomfortable way, wrapping her arms around Camille's head with one hand.

Camille, who was in a strange posture, quickly stretched out his body, keeping his body close to Sylvia.Maybe she feels better now?Seeing that her frowning brows relaxed slightly, Sylvia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Miss Granger's arrival finally gave Sylvia a guess about Camille's recent troubles. After all the chattering people in the medical wing had left, Sylvia was only in Pomfrey *blocked keywords* Under the urging of her, she returned to the dormitory and took a quick shower, planning to return to Camille immediately.

Before walking out of the dormitory, Sylvia saw the bottle of her favorite homemade perfume that was not put away on the table. Maybe a little scent with personal characteristics could help wake Camille up from her nightmare?Sylvia put the whole bottle of perfume in her pocket, she couldn't miss any tiny opportunity now.

In the scorching heat, Camille seemed to gradually smell something—the scent of frost flowers under the moonlight mixed with dark chocolate—that was Sylvia!

Camille's spirits cheered up. Although it was still dark in front of her eyes and her body was hot, she finally had some support to keep her going.

Gradually, she seemed to be able to feel more, such as a delicate and cool hand gently brushing away the hair on her face, such as the occasional kiss on the forehead... such as Sylvia's excessive appearance in the moonlight pale face...

Before she knew it, Camille had opened her eyes. The pain in her whole body made her decide to maintain the current comfortable position surrounded by Sylvia.

She knew that she was probably sick, but she didn't expect to be so seriously ill.Now this posture allows Camille to see Sylvia's beautiful face very clearly, but Sylvia's thin eyebrows that are slightly frowned even when she is asleep and her chapped lips make Camille frown straight , couldn't help but move slightly.

"Cam!" Sylvia was instantly awakened by a slight movement, and she immediately lowered her head to look at Camille in her arms - Camille really woke up this time! !

"Camille!!" Sylvia woke up from the daze, and she adjusted her sitting posture, "How is it! Do you feel okay? Do you want some water? Oh! That's right! Eat!!"

He didn't hear what Sylvia said there at all, and Camille watched her dry mouth open and close in a daze.

Sylvia noticed Camille's strange state, her golden eyes now occasionally flashed blue-purple light, and kept staring at her mouth.

Pushing Camille's black hair aside, Sylvia held her face and lowered her head to face Camille worriedly, trying to see something from her confused eyes.

Being held face to face with Sylvia, Camille seemed to see nothing but worry in her silver-blue eyes... Or, there is so-called love?Camille suddenly felt that a hand was scratching her heart inside and out, otherwise how did the tingling sensation come from - she didn't know if this was the so-called love.

Camille only felt that she should do something, and before her muddy head had time to come up with any clues, the next moment, her body slammed towards Sylvia's body at a lightning speed. face close.

"Oh!" Both of them let out a slight cry of pain. In fact, it should be more accurate to say that Camille bumped into Sylvia's face just now.

Sylvia touched her teeth that hurt a little from being hit, but there was a smile on her face - Camille probably wanted to kiss her lips!Although it was a small failure, and she seemed to be still in a daze, at least she took the initiative!

Since her confession, Sylvia has been resisting the urge to kiss Camille, she has to wait until her cute little werewolf likes her too, and now, a month to a year later, Camille Finally going to take the initiative to kiss her!It would be even better if she was in a coma and wanted to kiss her subconsciously!

Unlike Sylvia's happy smile, Camille finally recovered from the pain caused by the super failed kiss, maybe it was hurt by the bump, and she can finally feel the surroundings fully now-although this is for Helping her escape the worst kiss in human history didn't help one iota...

Camille recalled the last picture of her before she passed out, which was that she was sitting in the lounge trying to turn up the fire in the fireplace. She was so strong that she had a fever and lay down in the medical wing for how long? !Stupid *blocked keyword*! !

Forget it... Thinking of the kiss just now, lying sick in the hospital wing is not a shame at all!Camille pulled her head together. Although she didn't know why just now, anyway, she suddenly wanted to kiss Sylvia, but she couldn't even do such a simple thing... Camille felt unprecedentedly frustrated.

"Hey, cutie..." Sylvia noticed Camille's loss, she put her hand on Camille's face again and gently lifted it up, Camille didn't dare to look at Sylvia, her eyes float away.

"Oh...it's okay, Cam." Sylvia comforted Camille, and then she heard Camille whisper, "I'm such a failure..."

With a little force on her hand, Sylvia pulled Camille's face towards her, and kissed Camille's mouth directly.

The golden eyes were wide open, and Sylvia felt that Camille's breathing had completely stopped.

It was obviously the same kiss as the one she called "touch" nearly a year ago, but now Camille felt that the pores of her whole body seemed to be dilated all at once, and the hot blood that was brought out by the violent heartbeat was rushing in the blood vessels.

Sylvia's lips, which hadn't drank for a long time, were a little dry, and a slight roughness came from Camille's mouth. She subconsciously stretched out her tongue and licked it. Now the person who stopped breathing became Sylvia. She stared Looking at Camille with big watery eyes.

Probably holding back for too long, Sylvia gently pushed Camille away and panted slightly.Not very satisfied with Sylvia's departure, Camille snorted and pulled her closer until Sylvia's light panting hit her face, and then she was satisfied to stop pulling Sylvia Ya's clothes were almost wrinkled into rags.

But Camille obviously didn't expect that there was something more embarrassing than the failure of the first kiss.

"That Christmas dinner," Sylvia put her hands on Camille's shoulders and whispered to her cheek to cheek, "let's go together!"

Raising an eyebrow, Camille had an ominous premonition, "You... how do you know what I want to say?"

"You fell into a coma with a fever. Professor McGonagall told me that your mood swings were too great when the Animagus was about to complete its transformation, and then when Miss Granger came to see you, I asked her..."

Camille interrupted Sylvia excitedly, "Oh! I'm going to kill her! How can she say that!"

"No!!" Sylvia screamed suddenly, scaring Camille to stop her struggle to get out of bed and teach Hermione a lesson.

Without continuing to speak, Sylvia lowered her head, tears dripping down, she looked extremely sad and pitiful as she wept silently, Camille had no experience in comforting others, so she could only writhe on the bed helplessly, Hands were raised and lowered, trying to find an 'appropriate' way to make Sylvia feel better.

Fortunately, Sylvia, who knew Camille very well, didn't embarrass her for too long, she took the initiative to rest her head on Camille's shoulder, "Hug..." Sylvia asked in a low voice, so soft and sticky The slightly trembling voice was that of Sylvia, which Camille had never heard before. Her head was still there, but her arms were already wrapped around her.

After staying quietly like this for a while, Sylvia stabilized her mood, rubbed on Camille's shoulder in embarrassment for her sudden loss of control just now, and found the most comfortable position, and then continued, "Don't blame Miss Granger. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't know what you've been worrying about these days. Professor McGonagall said that if you didn't wake up before the thunderstorm, you would be seriously injured. Why didn't you just tell me? "She raised her head and looked at Camille in Camille's arms.

"Uh...because...well, maybe...because, it seems like I'm making trouble for no reason..." Camille stammered embarrassingly rarely.

"Pfft!" Sylvia laughed softly, gradually turning into a giggling, happy and relaxed laugh.

It was a real joy to see Sylvia laughing when she was crying... No! "How are you laughing at me!" Camille felt a little hot on her face, didn't she have the right to feel embarrassed and awkward!

Without apologizing, Sylvia raised her head and kissed Camille's mouth quickly, as if she felt that it was not enough, she simply stretched out her hand to hook her neck and pulled it down, kissing Camille's cheek and mouth lightly.

Oh, this trick is really stupid... Camille thought angrily and funny, she was so itchy to dawdle like this... Camille hugged Sylvia's waist tightly, and counted down on her face Qing's kiss—huh!She is not the kind of person who will fail at the same thing a second time!That's called a kiss!

Sylvia felt her waist being grasped, and Camille, who had long hands and feet, surrounded her whole body, lowered her head and kissed her frantically on her face, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, cheeks... Camille seemed to have nowhere No, such a delicate kiss made Sylvia feel as if she was about to faint from being kissed——Merlin, why didn't she know that Camille was a 'so passionate' person before? ! —Of course this is a sweet little burden that Sylvia is more than happy to accept.