[HP] Sickness and Medicine

"... When I got there, I saw Mrs. Malfoy, and I realized where it was. Before I left, the Death Eaters came back. With Mrs. Malfoy's help, I hid. You know it later gone."

"I think you'd better resign when you go back, and don't work with these people with bad intentions." Severus thought for a while and changed his words: "Forget it, it's not safe to work anywhere now. You just pretend nothing happened, I will also deal with that Judy who obviously knows about it, so that she will not dare to blame you for trouble in the future."

Dolores didn't ask him how to deal with it. She didn't have such bad intentions. Even if there was a blessing in disguise, she was able to make the trip, but this couldn't make her ignore Judy's original selfishness.But when she mentioned the Felicity Potion, she felt it carefully, only to find that the effect of the medicine had completely disappeared at some point.

When she was distracted and dazed, Severus didn't speak, but looked at her complicatedly under the hazy moonlight.After a while, he seemed to have made some decision, hastily put on his shirt and pajamas, left and came back in a hurry, with an extra glass in his hand.

"Thirsty?" he said to her in a rare coaxing tone. "Come on, Lo, drink it."

Dolores leaned in his arms, staring at the orange liquid in the glass: "I'm afraid what you brought is not apple juice."

"But you need it. You've had nightmares. You just drink it, sleep on it, wake up in the morning, and nothing can bother you."

"So, it's an amnesiac, right?"

"Yes, Lo." Severus brought the glass to her mouth: "Drink."

Dolores threw her head back. "Why do you think I need to forget?"

Severus didn't answer, seeing that she was still unmoved, he simply poured the potion into his mouth, pressed her down to cover her lips, and passed the potion as much as he wanted.

Unlike a few years ago, he did not immediately interrupt this purposeful kiss at the beginning. It was not until Dolores was paralyzed and drowsy under the effect of the medicine that he held her face with both hands, pressed against her forehead, and answered softly. her previous question.

"In your memory, the unclaimed body of St. Mungo's—it's me, isn't it? Then you don't have to remember this nightmare. I'm going to erase the worst part of me from your mind. When you get married and have children in the future, when you occasionally look back and think of me, you can still smile and say—"

"It's a sad and beautiful experience. You loved a man who wasn't too bad. It's a pity, but fortunately, he is dead."

Anti-blue agent

As soon as Dolores opened her eyes, she took a deep breath, as if a person on the verge of suffocation finally managed to breathe.She felt a little itchy on her face, thinking that she had burst into tears, but when she reached out to touch it, her fingertips were empty.Her cheeks were dry, with only strands of hair sticking to them.

Lying in the night-shrouded room, she was not surprised by her strange calm.In the memory just retrieved, Felicia not only helped her make appropriate choices several times, but also affected her emotions on critical occasions, and made her show an "appropriate" response.But a simple girl who was raped/violent by her sweetheart will feel sad for the collapse of her idol and her broken love. Her soul is as thick and complex as hers. At that time, it was difficult to judge her mood simply by sadness and joy.

She knows everything about Severus, so she can accept everything about him, forgive everything about him, agree with any of his choices, understand any of his decisions, whether she is involved or not, after all, she can't be better than her previous life After taking the hate potion, she hated him even more; besides, although she was worried and angry about his use, she was also secretly happy that her long-cherished wish was fulfilled, even on such an embarrassing occasion, in such an embarrassing name, and in such an embarrassing way.

What's more, she got an unexpected fruit, which was enough to comfort all the joys, sorrows and joys, and she didn't have to worry about it: on her birthday, on an oriental Valentine's Day, she took a copy from him. The most precious gift.

Dolores lightly covered her belly with her hands, pursed her lips and laughed, the delicate and soft laughter echoed in the room, like a nightingale flying through a long journey and finally stopping at Berkeley Square, singing the most beautiful song of her life ballad.

Breathing smoothly and falling asleep again, she had a dark and sweet sleep, and had no dreams until dawn.From the next day, she started a proactive schedule for raising her baby—enough sleep, moderate exercise, balanced nutrition, and relaxation.Although Hannah was pregnant in her previous life, as the mother-in-law she did not help much, but by virtue of her profession, she knew very well what pregnant women should and should not do.

In addition, she gave up the idea of ​​leaving home. On the one hand, she was out of safety concerns. After all, if she lived alone in distress, she would not even have anyone to turn to for help. It is hoped that the error of the human eye will make her father unconsciously ignore her gradually changing body shape day after day.

As for the Three Broomsticks, Dolores also gave up on the matter.Since Severus promised to let him handle it, and she didn't find anything wrong until she recovered her memory, she was happy to keep it as it was.Whether it is resentment or forgiveness, it takes thought and energy, and irrelevant people are not worth it.

She is aware of her physical condition and is cautious enough, but since the fall, Dolores still occasionally bleeds, accompanied by mild abdominal pain.She ruled out her own factors, used a spell to determine the healthy development of the fetus, and judged that it was a slight threatened miscarriage, which was rooted in the sperm provider, that is, Severus.

Severus lacked sex all the year round, had a bad temper and bad habits, obviously unable to provide good quality sperm.The impact of this on the woman is mainly in the conception rate. Dolores was able to achieve it overnight, thanks to Felicia; now that she is pregnant, it can only be regarded as a legacy problem, and he should not be too harsh on him, and the symptoms are not serious. She prepared a few bottles of medicine by herself, and quickly adjusted to the best condition.

After winter, the loose and thick wizard robe covered her swollen belly, and deliberately concealed it, so until November, when the first snow fell in England, no one found out that she was pregnant.

Light snow fell sporadically all night, and only a thin layer was deposited.She wakes up early in the morning, before breakfast, picks up the broom to sweep the snow off the stone pavement in the courtyard, and takes care of the elderly and pregnant women at home, although the latter refers to herself.

Anticipating that some plants would suffer from cold and frostbite, she also carried a bottle of Regerminating Potion.Myron likes gardening in her spare time. Since winter, she has brewed many bottles for him; as a pharmacist, she always puts her own family first.She sweeps and observes, and when she sees wilting flowers and plants, she drops a few drops to help them revive and continue to fight against the seasons.

"Good morning, Laura!" Dumbledore opened the window and greeted Dolores with a smile.

"Good morning, Albus." Dolores also responded with a smile.After living together for almost half a year, they are familiar enough that both she and Myron are qualified to call him by his Christian name.

"Is Myron still awake? I didn't hear anything upstairs."

"It's not the weekend anymore. He had a gathering with his colleagues last night, drank some wine, and came back late. He probably will sleep in today."

"That's it." As if he was sure of something, Dumbledore nodded and looked at Dolores deeply: "Lola, walk slowly and slide up carefully."

Dolores instinctively felt that there was something unfinished in his reminder, but she still kept her composure and said casually: "Thank you, I will."

Dumbledore seemed to hesitate for a moment before choosing a more straightforward way to ask: "The father of the child... is Severus?"

"Huh?" Dolores was taken aback by the question, the hand holding the medicine bottle couldn't help shaking, and a few drops uncontrollably splashed out, which quickly penetrated into the wool gloves.Since the anti-cyanide agent contains the essence of Stag'shornfungu/Xylariahypoxylon, the liquid touched the back of her hand almost immediately aroused a bit of itching.But she just took off her gloves without haste, and wiped the back of her hand casually on the coat.The blemish remover that Severus gave her was rich in amount, so she no longer had to worry about leaving blemishes.

The thing to be worried about is right now, she carefully put away the medicine bottle, raised her head and forced a smile: "You found out." Except for being asked suddenly, she hadn't expected that the person in the family who first noticed was not accompanied by a childbirth Myron, who has experience and is already a father, is Dumbledore who is not only single all his life, but also suspected of homosexuality.

"From your walking posture, at least... more than three months?"

"Four months—do you even know such a thing?"

"I once had a younger sister. When my mother was pregnant with her, I was almost always by my side."

"Is that so." Dolores didn't ask after noticing the tense he used.Now that his sister was gone, there was no need to talk about his grief.

"I remember that you came home drunk and late on your birthday, and was sent back by a girl named Kara." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "In fact, she helped you cover up. Before that, you and Sif Les together, right?"

Dolores couldn't help but fell silent.Amnestics will not only eliminate the memory of the corresponding duration according to the dosage, but also deliberately weaken the cognition of amnesia, making it difficult for people to discover abnormalities independently.She didn't know what happened after she fell into a coma, and all worries were resolved by Severus.Now it seems that he has handled it well. If she hadn't been pregnant and took the opportunity to retrieve her memory, the arrangement he made would be the only "fact".

Seeing that she was silent, but it was also a tacit attitude, Dumbledore asked again: "Lola, why didn't you tell your father?"

"I didn't think about how to talk to him. In his impression, I