[HP] His little devil

On September [-], the birthday of Virgo Helena came as scheduled.This day is finally no longer Hogsmeade Day. It is a Monday. Everyone is busy with classes and handing in papers early in the morning. Helena has not finished her Potions paper, which is two or three inches away, and Charms class is starting Try to finish before class.

When Regulus appeared, she was writing furiously, and didn't notice that he sat down. When she finally finished writing, she found someone who had been around for a while, and she put away a little embarrassingly. Word Count Potions Essay.

"Cough." Helena coughed covertly, "Good day, Regulus."

"You are always so polite." Regulus whispered, "Always address me like everyone else."

Helena recalled the last time he struggled to address this matter, she blushed a little and said, "There are so many people, it would be too ambiguous for me to call it that."

Regulus tilted his head and looked at her with puzzled eyes: "Aren't we ambiguous?"

"..." Well, she couldn't beat him, he won.

Helena closed her mouth and didn't speak any more. Regulus curled up his mouth and turned his eyes away with a half-smile.

Professor Flitwick talked about the Patronus Charm today, and asked his favorite student - Regulus to demonstrate.

The Patronus Charm was not difficult for Regulus, he had already used this spell very well in the second and third grades.But this was the first time he had shown this spell in front of people, and even Helena didn't know what his Patronus was.

Helena stared intently at the tip of Regulus' wand, looking very curious.

Regulus took time to glance at her, lightly waved his wand under everyone's gaze, and said the incantation: "Call God to protect you."

A silver light flew out from the tip of the wand, and a pair of beautiful wings spread out slowly. It has a beautiful head and a slender tail. It is easy to be mistaken for a phoenix at first sight, but it is not, as we all know phoenix It was Dumbledore's Patronus. Regulus' Patronus was not a phoenix, but a bird. As for what kind of bird it was, Helena couldn't tell for a while.

The beautiful, medium-sized bird flew back and forth in the classroom, casting silver light everywhere, everyone was stunned, even Professor Flitwick was amazed at its beauty: "Quetzal bird— — it's called the Bird of Liberty."

The professor was really knowledgeable, he gave the exact name of the patron saint, and began to tell everyone about it: "The quetzal bird is known as the 'bird of paradise' in South America, and quetzal means golden-green feathers in Indian. Such as the shape of this bird. The male quetzal bird has a snow-white crest and a white tail feather with a black border that is more than one meter long. It looks very beautiful. The quetzal bird has a noble temperament and loves freedom. Otherwise, it would rather starve to death, so it is also called the bird of freedom."

Following Professor Flitwick's introduction, Regulus' Patronus slowly landed on the table in front of him. It slowly walked up to Helena, lowered its head and gently rubbed Helena's hand with its feather crown, Then it turned into a silver star and disappeared little by little.

Professor Flitwick smiled and said, "Thank you for your presentation, Mr. Black, very much for Slytheringa."

Regulus thanked the professor politely, while Helena gently stroked her finger touched by the patron saint under the podium.

In fact, there is no feeling when touched, just like passing through the fog, without any substance.

But obviously there was nothing real about it, but Helena still felt her hands were cool, even a little itchy.

Helena was a little absent-minded in the next few classes. She bowed her head and didn't listen to the afternoon's history of magic. They attended this class with Gryffindors, and the Gryffindors in red and gold school robes were secretly sleeping. Even some of the Slytherins were sleeping with books behind them.Helena didn't sleep, she was concentrating on drawing something in her notebook, of course she wasn't taking notes, she was drawing.

Regulus was very proud of Professor Binns, and he was really taking notes with his head down. At first he thought that Helena was the same, but when he found out that she was not, he became interested in the paintings she drew.

"What are you drawing?" He leaned over to see, and Helena immediately covered it with her sleeve.

"It's nothing." She said forcedly, "I'm taking notes."

Regulus looked at her and said nothing, but Helena felt that his gray eyes seemed to be able to see the essence through the phenomenon. Although she didn't want to reveal it, there was no need to hide it anymore.

Helena wrinkled her nose, let go of her hand and revealed the notebook: "I'm just drawing your patron saint."

Regulus saw her painting. In fact, she didn't paint well, it was a bit abstract, but she painted the most important parts of the patron saint vividly.Simply sketched down, even if it is not detailed enough, it is very vivid.

Regulus bent his lips and smiled: "I didn't even know you could draw."

Helena said softly: "There are still many things I know, and you will have plenty of time to learn slowly in the future."

Regulus closed his eyes, and echoed in a deep voice: "Well, you're right." He tore the picture out of Helena's notebook and put it in his textbook, saying, "We will have plenty of time in the future. .”

Helena minded that he took the painting away: "I haven't painted it yet, and it's too casual. If you want, I can draw a better one for you."

Regulus shook his head and said, "It's not as lovely as drawing out your heart."

Helena said stiffly: "I didn't draw according to my heart, I just thought that kind of bird was very beautiful, so I couldn't help it..."

"Isn't it enough to be involuntary?"

His rhetorical question made Helena wisely choose to shut up. She realized that she could not talk to him more and more. In the beginning, she was the dominant one between them. As the relationship deepened and the age grew, this situation became more and more serious. The more reversed, Helena was somewhat flustered.

The restlessness reached its peak at nightfall.

She always remembered what Regulus said before, about the prefect's private dormitory, about the ambiguous words that made her say enough on the night of her birthday.

She seemed restless at dinner in the auditorium, Maggie was not here, sitting with Chesack, and Helena tried to find Evelyn, and found that she was actually sitting with Barty Crouch Jr.

Remembering that Crouch's father was also mentioned in the portrait of her mother, Helena felt that this scene was a bit embarrassing, and quickly looked away.While lowering her head, she felt that someone was looking at her at the long table opposite. Helena looked up and saw Lupine who hastily turned his gaze away.

James Potter finally didn't have the heart to get involved with his brother's emotional issues. He was busy coaxing Lily Evans, and he had to watch her eat every meal, so he didn't notice that Lupine and Helena had no real contact. eyes.

Helena thought of the perfume for her birthday last year, and her entanglement with Gryffindor in the past year, and she couldn't eat anymore.

She ended up leaving the auditorium without eating much, Maggie went on a date, and Evelyn looked unhappy but walked with Crouch anyway.To be honest, Crouch is quite handsome, with big eyes, lively eyes, always smiling, not as rigid and serious as his father at all, but he might as well be a little like his father, because his smile makes people shudder .

Helena returned to the common room, because today was her birthday, she had an appointment with Regulus, and she had agreed to it long ago, so she didn't go back to the dormitory, and waited for him in the common room.

He didn't go to the auditorium for dinner, so he didn't know what he was busy with. Helena was still a little curious.

When she saw him coming out from the entrance of the boys' dormitory, she realized that he was not busy with anything, he was probably in the dormitory all the time.

Helena stood up unconsciously. Regulus walked down the steps and approached her step by step. Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, he brought up a lighter topic: "How was your dinner?"

Helena nodded and said, "It's okay, I didn't see you, have you been in the dormitory? Don't you eat dinner?"

Regulus nodded slightly: "I've been in the dormitory, as for dinner... I think you probably haven't had enough, am I right?"

What he guessed was probably right. Helena was absent-minded today, and with Lupine's episode, she really didn't eat much. I didn't feel it just now, but he was a little hungry just now.

When I was hungry, my stomach growled uncontrollably. Helena was a little embarrassed and her ears were red, but she was not as uncomfortable as she was at first.The hunger distracted her from thinking so much about what they were going to do tonight.

"I prepared dinner." Regulus whispered, "Come in with me?"

Could Helena give the opposite answer?Of course not, she definitely wants to follow up.

Clutching her growling stomach, she followed Regulus to the entrance of the corridor in the boys' dormitory, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

"What if someone finds out?" Helena looked back at the direction of the entrance to the common room, a little uneasy.

Regulus followed her gaze, and casually loosened the pine, silver and green tie: "No one will find out." His tone was deep and low, "It doesn't matter if someone finds out."

Helena looked at him, his handsome pale face flickering in and out of the firelight.

"They'll pretend they didn't see anything, can you believe it?"

Helena: "...I believe it."

"Then don't worry anymore." He took her hand, "After tonight you will be 16 years old, I am very happy that I spent this birthday with you."

Helena missed the point: "I'm still older than you by a few months."

Regulus turned his head slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Do you want me to call you sister?"

Helena was blushed by his gentle and tender tone, her palms were sweaty, and he was still holding her hand, he must have felt it all!

Feeling ashamed, Helena muttered annoyedly: "Yes."

At least win back a little bit of momentum and age!She thought so before giving an affirmative answer.

Unexpectedly, Regulus stopped, stood at the door of the prefect's dormitory, bent down, and actually called softly in her ear: "Sister."

Helena: "..." Let me live, okay?

Helena, who had no prefect's life, admired the prefect's dormitory under Regulus' "mercy".

It is very big, a little bigger than their four-person dormitory. There are everything you need in the wardrobe, bookcase and sitting area. From the curtains to the carpet, it looks expensive. Helena couldn't help but say: "Hogwarts is really rich and powerful, the prefect's dormitory It was so luxuriously decorated."

Regulus sat on the sofa, he snapped his fingers lightly, and a sumptuous amount of food appeared on the table. Besides the food, there were also two carved candles, which were placed on delicate and delicate candlesticks. Helena noticed that this After the two candles appeared, the light in front of her gradually dimmed. It turned out that Regulus had extinguished the other candles, leaving only these two candles.

"Why..." She wanted to ask why the other candles were extinguished, but Regulus didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence.

He stretched out his long arms and pulled the standing Helena into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Happy birthday, Xiaona."

Helena's eyes became hot, and all she could see was his lean chest rising and falling due to breathing. She turned her head hastily, and what she saw was the cake in the delicious meal. The small cake didn't occupy much space, and the style was very simple. On the top is written the two numbers 16.

Helena was silent for a while and said: "You gave me such a memorable birthday, it really put a lot of pressure on me."

"Why." His breathing and voice were right next to her ears, eroding her reason a little bit, "Why is there pressure?"

Helena pursed her lips and said, "I don't even know how to prepare for your birthday."

Regulus didn't seem to expect her to be troubled by this, he smiled lowly, and she was in his arms, fully feeling his chest vibration.

"You don't need to worry about me." He said slowly, "As long as you leave all your time to me that day, it is the best birthday you can prepare for me."

Helena wanted to brush her hair, his breath brushed a few strands of her hair, they fluttered disturbingly on her cheeks, she was a little itchy.

"Regulus, my hair..." Helena tried to move, but couldn't move, so she asked for help.

Regulus brushed the hair from her cheeks kindly, and met her eyes from a close distance: "Make a wish." In the blink of an eye, the candles on the cake were lit, and Helena sighed again. His silent mantra is excellent, and he just nestled in his arms and closed his eyes to make a wish.

Her wish was very long, and there were many, many wishes. She kept her eyes closed for a long time.

Regulus was still waiting patiently at first, but after a long time, he felt that she was not actually making a wish.

She is inviting him.

Regulus' Adam's apple moved, and a deep voice sounded: "Helena."

Helena didn't open her eyes, but he heard her calling, and he felt her breathing ragged.

She was indeed waiting for him.

The corners of Regulus's mouth hooked in a vague way, and he approached her face a little bit. When the tip of their noses were touching their noses, he said in a hoarse voice: "Helena, good girls go to hell." He slightly raised his head and murmured And continued, "...bad girls go to heaven."

Helena's eyelashes trembled, she knew that her paradise was close at hand.

Her wish is also being fulfilled.

Pull the light.