[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning

Fairy tale AU, Sirius is a prince, no magic

Thanks to Miss Lindsay for allowing me to take another step towards my family.

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This is such a cheesy story.

The little princess, who was favored by thousands of people, learned when she was eighteen years old that the royal family had arranged a fiancé from a neighboring country for her. It was said that this fiancé was dissolute and surly, a complete playboy, and did not look like a prince at all.

After resisting the engagement to no avail, the little princess successfully escaped with the help of the maid, and accidentally got into the team of maids sent to the palace of a neighboring country. While the little princess felt fresh, she also wanted to see what the legendary fiancé looked like, so she The identity of maid remained. At this point, she began to flirt with the prince as a maid in a neighboring palace, and was bullied by the female partner in various ways. Until she was about to be framed by the female partner at the engagement party, she successfully regained her status as a princess and was slapped in the face, and then lived happily with the prince. together.

You picked up the tray with gorgeous clothes and called to the head maid who was circling like an ant that couldn't find its home: "Did I take these away?"

Like many mornings at work in the past, the slightly plump maid stopped and looked at you from top to bottom. After confirming from her obscure memory that you were indeed a famous royal maid, she waved at you. Waving his hand, he urged sternly: "Send him to His Royal Highness's palace quickly."

There is no need to answer these words. You cannot trigger any words other than your own work. After the head maid finished explaining the tasks every day, she would go back to walking back and forth worriedly. She rubbed her hands on the hem of her skirt and muttered "New When will the maid recruited into the palace arrive..."

Don’t get me wrong, you are not the protagonist in any of the above stories, not even a supporting role. You are just an ordinary maid whose name has never appeared on the background. You accidentally gained consciousness and watched the entire plot.

As for the heroine of the story - she has not come to your palace yet.

The guards you met along the way walked stiffly and didn't react at all to your hurried running around the palace. Everyone's reactions were stingy and were only given to the protagonist and the supporting characters with names.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

You knock on the door of Sirius Black, the hero of the story, His Royal Highness. I wonder if the person who wrote this story has a little budget. As a background maid, your work is really complicated. What? You are asked to help, from serving the prince to mopping the floor and wiping tables, you can find work wherever you go.

But you don’t mind working more. Your salary at the end of the month will fluctuate depending on how much you work.

"Your Highness?" You hit the door a few more times with the corner of the tray.

You called several times in succession but didn't hear any movement in the room. You turned your head and glanced at the clock hanging not far away. There was not much time left for you to go to the next place to work.

You want to do too much work, and you can't waste more time in useless places. If you try hard to save enough money this month, you can buy that beautiful skirt that you have been eyeing for a long time, so give yourself every day The schedule is very tight and there is not much free time.

In this love fairy tale world that mainly revolves around the princess, although the prince is also the protagonist, his self-awareness is much lower. At this stage when the plot has not yet begun, he is no different from the ordinary background panels around him - at least until you are aware of this meeting.

This caused you and Prince Sirius, who was standing in the center of the room, to look at each other, not knowing whether to kneel down and apologize or cover your face and run away.

As the male protagonist, Prince Sirius is certainly in line with the girls' aesthetics. He is tall and straight, with deep features, and a pair of affectionate eyes filled with aged and mellow wine that can make the stars in the sky fall drunk.

Instead of scolding you for being unreasonable, nor mechanically driving him away, Sirius tilted his head slightly, looked at your clothes up and down, and asked with a smile: "Are you one of the personal maids? That Lin..."

As an Oriental, your name is a bit difficult for him to pronounce. He tried to pronounce it several times but failed, so he had to let the topic go for the time being, "Are you here to deliver clothes?"

"Yes."

You only realized something was wrong when you subconsciously replied. The sense of freedom in the absence of the heroine has ruined your vigilance. Faced with these empty shells who have not been triggered by the plot every day, you have almost forgotten that you are just an accidental person with no background. A maid who can only work in the palace.

The tray was lifted above your head. You lowered your head and knelt down, biting your lips.

How will he punish you? Make you lose this job? Or do you lose the qualification to stay in the story? As a protagonist, as a royal, he has the ability to make you disappear in every sense of the word.

Instead he just stood there and laughed.

At first, he just covered his mouth and nose and laughed muffledly. As you knelt down and thought about it for a few seconds, he simply bent down and laughed loudly. You couldn't help but raise your eyelids and take a peek. His Highness the Prince's face was already red with joy, and there were a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

What's so funny about your appearance!

For a moment, countless anger and grievances filled your head. You stood up straight angrily and glared at Sirius, who had just calmed down a bit.

"you……"

"Sorry, sorry..." Sirius apologized to you quickly, taking the tray in your hand and putting it on the bed, "I was just a little excited for a moment."

Most of the temper that had just arisen due to negative emotions had gone away. You were stirring the corners of your clothes uneasily, having no idea what would happen next.

Why does the male protagonist have self-awareness before the heroine arrives?

"If I'm not mistaken, you also have your own consciousness, right?"

The prince smiled and dropped a bomb on you.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness Sirius!"

Taking out a handkerchief and wiping the sweat from your forehead, you squinted your eyes and looked for the hero in the garden under the sun that was so bright that it could dry you out.

Since the last time you sent clothes and he exposed them, your responsibilities have been reduced from the all-round maid to the prince's personal maid. He famously said that two people with souls stay together to be more interesting, so he drastically reduced the other tasks you can do. All chopped down.

What can you do? Faced with the reward offered by Sirius, you certainly had the guts to...accept it.

But the independent-minded prince is too noisy. He is extremely resistant to all the occasions where the heroine has entered the palace. But now the country, which has been running smoothly because of the arrival of the heroine, does not need the help of the prince. You have to be The king and queen arranged for Prince Wenwen to be taken back to the palace to correct the documents - they didn't know why only you could find Sirius.

"Your Highness Sirius!"

The royal gardens are so huge that even if you walk alone for a day, you may not be able to touch the boundaries. With your voice hoarse from shouting, you looked around for a while. Just as you were about to sit down under a big tree to enjoy the cool air, a pair of bony hands wrapped around your waist and dragged you into the bushes next to the tree.

Your skin was not scratched by the exposed branches. Someone held you in their arms to block the sharp objects for you, using their own bodies as a flesh cushion, allowing you to fall safely in the bushes.

After spinning around, you crashed into his carefully woven web. You arranged your hair that was messed up by the trees, angrily pinched both sides of Sirius's cheeks and pulled them outward - this was the exclusive privilege Sirius gave you after he confessed that day. ,equality.

"I've just been calling you for a long time!" you said angrily.

The man who seemed to have had a good sleep held your wrist to save his face, and stretched lazily: "I heard you,"

He held up the two red marks on his face, leaning his head and winking at you: "I've always been here, but you didn't see it."

His attraction spread out as if he didn't need money. A few strands of hair covered part of his face, his collar was slightly open, and his bloodshot lips after waking up were extremely tempting, making people want to kiss him.

"Then kiss me." Before you could respond to what he said before, he said this in a confused manner.

Suddenly, you felt panicked as if something had been exposed. You quickly averted your eyes, pretending that you didn't hear what Sirius was saying, and changed the subject: "The king asked you to correct documents."

Fortunately, he didn't delve deeper. He stared at you for a while, then pulled you back to the ground as you were about to get up, blocked the excess light with his arms and lay back down.

"I don't want to go." Sirius said, "I can use my toes to imagine what I will face if I go there. The princess will get those documents wet again and then apologize to me with watery eyes, and I have to Influenced by the story, I said those things..."

His expression twisted: "Say those annoying words."

As long as they face the heroine, no one belongs to them. The world centered on her gives her a unique light, allowing her to urge everyone to follow her footsteps.

As a supporting character, you don't have a deep impact, but Sirius, who has self-awareness but still has to follow the heroine's wishes, is extremely disgusted with this story. When the main plot comes, he always has a stiff face and can be as perfunctory as he can. It was perfunctory, let alone these bits and pieces of side plots, he just wanted to escape far away.

"Don't worry, I've tried it. Those documents can generate the best answers without my correction, and it won't delay anything." Seeing your silence, Sirius added.

You had no choice but to lie on the grass with him and look up at the sky. In the story, it was always summer, there were no changes in the four seasons here, and the same sun rose day after day.

The decorative silk scarf hanging on the tree was fluttering wildly, swaying aimlessly. You stretched out your hand to try to block the small amount of light that captured Sirius's eyes, but your open hand was clasped and crossed by him. Pull it back to his chest.

"Sirius." You couldn't help shouting again, "Do you like summer?"

"I do not like."

"I hope summer is over soon."

The never-ending summer is too irritating, and you want to see snow even more.

The plot has progressed to the point where the prince and the princess broke through class and fell in love. At the banquet, the prince invited the princess to dance and announced to everyone that this "maid" is now the prince's lover.

You look at the little princess in the mirror who is as happy and light as a lark, and you barely suppress the sour taste in your throat to answer her question.

"You look beautiful in this."

The original line actually includes another sentence: "His Royal Highness will definitely like it." But you force yourself to grit your teeth and stop at the previous sentence. There is already enough light gathering on the protagonist, and it won't matter if you are missing a sentence.

Hearing your compliments, the little princess turned around several times proudly, and then walked to the banquet hall with her handbag in hand.

And you have other things to do. You have to go get the clothes and jewelry that Sirius will wear after the banquet and prepare them for him in the dressing room.

Sirius, who didn't want to follow the plot, was led by the story early in the morning to change into fine clothes and go to the banquet hall. He wore that charming smile and couldn't even say a word to you passing by, even to say hello.

You carry the tray and walk on the road again, looking up at the sky in boredom, trying to see if you will be lucky enough to see "Sirius" today.

"Forest!"

A "Sirius" beckons you from the balcony of the castle.

Sirius, who was supposed to declare his sovereignty over the princess in front of everyone at this time, is lying on the railing of the balcony calling you. His whole body fits the handrail of the railing into a U shape, and is so precarious that even a strong wind can blow him away. Down.

"Your Highness Sirius." You raised your head with great effort to persuade him, "It's too dangerous for you to do this."

He was smiling, not sure if he listened to what he said. The smashed silver-white moonlight passed over one of his cheeks. Sirius fiddled with the gorgeous hair ornaments that blocked his sight, and casually tossed one onto the tray you were holding.

"I'm going to jump!"

Sirius, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling in his bloated dress, rolled over from the balcony and fell on his back in front of you.

The pain made him grimace, and you put down the tray in an angry and funny manner, pulled him up, and dusted off the dust on his body.

You grabbed his cheeks and pulled them to both sides again, asking angrily: "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

"I want to see you as soon as possible." He did not take your hand, but lowered his head slightly and stared into your eyes seriously, "I don't want to go through those storylines, and I don't want to have another lover."

He had put on a little bit of lipstick for attending the banquet, and his lips looked more alluring than usual. You didn't dare to look at his aggressive eyes, nor to look at other parts of his body. Sirius is too hot and too dazzling, and you can't help but covet this light that shouldn't be yours.

However, he smiled, and Sirius lowered his head to touch your forehead, touching the tip of his nose with yours. Two different streams of air entangled between their faces. You let go of your hand in a daze and watched as he pressed his lips to yours.

"I told you last time, kiss me." A voice with a smile blasted in your ears. You were held tightly in his arms, occupying every inch of your lips and teeth, and robbed you of every breath. .

What happens when the light of the story focuses on the supporting characters?

The world may be tired of dealing with this uncontrollable male protagonist. It no longer limits his words and actions. Sirius took you to the banquet and announced in a high-profile manner that you were his lover. He dragged you, who couldn't dance, around and around on the dance floor, fooling around for a long time.

When you walked out of the castle, there were snowflakes as big as goose feathers falling outside. Although you had false memories of this thing, this was the first time you saw it. You held Sirius and ran around in the snow, feeling extremely free.

But is summer really over?

You wake up from bed as usual the next day, and the maids who are slowly becoming conscious due to the arrival of the princess are discussing how the prom prince romantically proposed to the maid's lover yesterday. You were a little embarrassed at first, but as you listened, you noticed something was wrong.

It's not you they're talking about, it's the heroine.

You ran towards Sirius's dormitory, and what greeted you was not your lover's sticky hugs and kisses, but his empty eyes.

"Get out," the prince ordered.

The summer heat made your consciousness blur. You ran to the garden in despair and lay down on the spot where you lay down when you were looking for Sirius.

The silk scarf was still flying wildly, you were dazzled and tears fell one by one.

You can no longer approach the prince. The princess seems to still remember the true process of the dance. Whenever you approach, she will look at you with hostility and coquettishly beg the prince to kick you out. And the prince with the doting smile wouldn't even look at you, and ordered the guards to drive you away.

"Give Sirius back to me," you begged her.

The princess is aloof and looks at you funny: "The prince doesn't love you at all. It's just because you are a little bit special. He tries hard to get rid of it to prove something."

Love comes so suddenly, you are both the most special existence to each other. Every time Sirius smiled at you, every time he made you pinch your face, it was with an extremely real expression. You could always feel the hot emotions about to burst out from him. But you were clumsy and didn't know how to refute, so you could only repeat over and over again with red eyes, "He loves me."

This sounds too weak.

The heroine who has regained her status as a princess has set the wedding on a weekend. Maybe she is in a show-off mood, and she even invites you to her wedding.

"Are you willing to marry the man in front of you? No matter whether you are poor or rich, healthy or sick, you will be loyal to him, respect him, and accompany him all your life."

"I am willing."

You were pinned to the seat by the guards, unable to move at all. Being so close, you could see the prince's appraising eyes as he held the ring.

Please, please, please come back, Sirius.

"Are you willing to marry the woman in front of you? No matter whether you are poor or rich, healthy or sick, you will be loyal to her, love her, and protect her all your life."

"I……"

"I do not want to."

Sirius threw away the ring, knocked off the hands of the guards who were holding you down, held you in his arms and kissed you.

People exclaimed and whispered to the princess who had been abandoned at the wedding. The princess lifted her veil angrily and said loudly: "What are you talking about?"

"I don't want to." Sirius raised his eyebrows, "You must have become deaf at a young age, right?"

"What are the benefits of breaking away from stories?" The princess blushed, "It will always be the best season here, there will be no wars, people will be happy, and no one will grow old. She is just special occasionally, You just do it because of her specialness, you don’t love her at all!”

Sirius sneered: "What does it feel like to live forever like a puppet?"

He kissed your lips again, "Love is inherently complicated, it is the wings of freedom, and it is all my expectations and yearning for the future."

"Get out of control of this place, Princess. You are no longer the master of this place."

"I made a deal with this story." Sirius combed your messy hair and sat on his knees, "What's so good about such clichéd stories that can be seen everywhere? Even if they fall apart, it's appropriate. I There’s a better story to tell.”

"What?" You could only follow his question blankly.

"Let go of everyone's consciousness and let them freely choose their own lives. The seasons flow, and everyone is so wonderful that they can write a story. If you must have a male and female protagonist, don't let them control other things, love each other Living your life is the most beautiful story."

He blinked, "Look, it's snowing."

A snowflake fell on the tip of his nose and quickly turned into water droplets.

Summer is over.

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It’s the love between two of the most special souls in the world that transforms from a fairy tale into a real-life story.

You have little influence on the world storyline, but Sirius can be shaken. At first, you have to avoid the place where the princess is without being manipulated. Later, you can escape midway and even rewrite a plot [although it was changed back]

When Sirius lost consciousness, he was negotiating with the story. Since his love had transferred to you, the world had collapsed, and the story had no choice but to agree.

This article is really written in a sloppy way, not too sweet. I wanted to change it to a be ending several times, but finally I reluctantly came back. Thank you all for reading this [Bow]