[HP Draco] Attendant

After Snape learned of this, he frowned and told Madeleine to go back to rest.

"She said I might die." Madeleine said cautiously. Snape looked at Madeleine and narrowed his eyes: "Maybe."

Draco rings his hand, and repeats it in a flat tone: "'When it first snows, you meet her and listen to their voices. Otherwise, you will die under the dragon's feet.', look, listen It looks like Madeleine is going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament that is not beneficial at all, and she is looking for a dead end. And who is she... referring to?"

"... She should be referring to the dragon." Snape said, still frowning, Draco and Madeleine naturally believed Snape's words unconditionally.Snape glanced at the potion in front of him, and finally gave up making the next potion, and emptied the cauldron: "But, I believe that Miss Madeleine will not be so brainless."

Madeleine nodded repeatedly, expressing her innocence. She still remembered the woman's smell of alcohol, and finally asked carefully: "So, who is she?"

"..." Snape covered his forehead with a headache and sighed.Draco didn't think to start explaining from here, he struggled for a while, and said: "She is the professor of divination, and her name is Sybill Trelawney."

Madeleine hesitated, and that feeling of unease immediately flooded her heart. She had heard of this surname before: "Trelawney, the descendant of Cassandra Trelawney?"

Madeleine obviously knew this Greek myth, a priestess named Cassandra, in the myth, because she offended Apollo, so the prophecy uttered would 100% happen, but no one would believe it.Obviously, Professor Trelawney is her descendant, and even more obviously, she just made a prophecy about Madeleine's death.

Focus, possibly, die.

"Is it too late for me to suspend school now..." Madeleine felt a little regretful, Snape sighed when he saw his goddaughter like this, took out a handful of Floo powder, and threw it into the fireplace. The voice said to the burning flame: "Dumbledore, Trelawney has made a new prophecy, maybe you should come and listen."

Madeleine and Draco looked at each other, and Draco pursed his pale lips. After realizing that the matter might not just be an ordinary divination, but a real prophecy, he began to rejoice that he pulled Madeleine away. It's Snape's office.

Not long after, Dumbledore in pajamas appeared in Snape's office. He coughed twice, probably choked on Floo powder. He appeared here with a smile on his face. After seeing Madeleine, He showed a slightly surprised expression.

"Miss Madeleine, it's you—of course, Mr. Malfoy, you're really there." Dumbledore said with a smile, but from his tone, he could feel that he had already had a premonition that it wasn't What a good prophecy: "So what did Sybil prophesy?"

Even Dumbledore called the professor's words a prophecy. Madeleine pinched her nose and said nothing.Snape stood in front of her, blocking Dumbledore's probing eyes, and said in a cold tone: "She predicted that Miss Madeleine might die at the feet of the dragon."

"It's possible." Dumbledore keenly grasped the word, and he slightly looked at Madeleine from the corner of his eyes: "But I believe that Miss Madeleine cannot participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

He had tacitly assumed that Madeleine knew the content of the first game, and so was the fact.

"Mr. Draco, tell Professor Trelawney everything he said." Snape became visibly displeased, and Draco froze for a moment, then repeated it sullenly: "'When the first snow fell , meet her and listen to their voices. Otherwise, you will perish at the dragon's feet.'”

"After she finished speaking, she left as if she didn't remember anything." Madeleine added in a low voice. Dumbledore wanted to find a place to sit down, but obviously, Snape didn't give him a chair. , which made him sigh: "The premise of this prophecy is that Miss Madeleine, you will definitely face the dragon."

"But it's impossible. I won't face dragons, and I won't get close to them—in fact, I'm starting to think about dropping out of school now." Madeleine reminded dryly, she was also very confused, Not quite sure why this is the case.Dumbledore sighed, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth: "In 1979, she made a prophecy—a well-known prophecy."

The other three didn't speak, but the head of Slytherin frowned, as if recalling bad memories.

"As we know, the prophecy has come true." Dumbledore shook his head: "At the same time, what you need to know is that before Peter Pedilu escaped, she also made a prophecy."

Snape let out a snort in disdain, and Madeleine opened her mouth, somewhat guessing the content of the prophecy.Dumbledore looked at Madeleine: "Now, she predicts that you will make a life-and-death choice at the feet of the dragon. I think we can only let nature take its course."

... Madeleine didn't speak anymore, Snape looked at Dumbledore viciously: "I didn't ask you to talk nonsense."

"Yes, Severus, I understand what you mean...but we all know that the prophecy made by Sybil in a state of madness is bound to happen, but it is not for Miss Madeleine to die The prophecy." Dumbledore reminded: "She just said that Miss Madeleine might die - rather than thinking about how to avoid this prophecy that will definitely happen, I think it's better to think about how to survive this prophecy."

Snape didn't speak, he understood what Dumbledore meant, it was just...

"Take her out of school." Snape insisted anyway. "At least we'll keep her away from dragons."

"However, Hogwarts is safer than other places. At least, in a month's time, most of the Ministry of Magic will appear here, and the principals of the other two schools will also appear here. If anything happens, I don't think there is a safer place than here, is there, Severus." Dumbledore closed his eyes and said softly.Draco held Madeleine's hand tightly, and Madeleine didn't know what to say. Snape waited for Dumbledore, and swung his sleeves. He was very angry now, and looked at Madeleine and Draco: "Go back to your dormitory first—there's a curfew."

"I'll talk to Severus about the next thing, Miss Madeleine, Mr. Malfoy, please rest assured, we will try our best to make the best thing happen." Dumbledore promised, but Madeleine Lin can only rest assured.

Madeleine really didn't know how to react, she took Draco's hand, Draco, who had been froze all the time, came back to his senses, but looked at Dumbledore stubbornly, a little uncontrollably Asked: "What do you mean—are you going to let Madeleine die!"

"No, little Mr. Malfoy, I am protecting Miss Madeleine." Dumbledore said patiently to Draco, the tenderness in his eyes did not disappear for a moment: "Believe me, I have always hoped that , Miss Madeleine can lead a peaceful life."

"Now, go out, Master Malfoy." Snape said in a cold tone, almost rushing: "I will have a good talk with him about this matter."

Madeleine blinked, and pulled Draco carefully again. Draco looked at her, opened his mouth, and finally led her out of the Potions Master's office.Madeleine felt that Draco was on the verge of anger, and Madeleine couldn't help shouting: "Draco?"

"I'll write to my father about it." Draco said directly, holding Madeleine's hand tightly.Madeleine lowered her head, looked at the crossed hands, and said softly to Draco: "Draco, Principal Dumbledore said that he will try his best to protect me."

"I don't believe him." Draco's direct rebuttal made Madeleine not know how to comfort him, and he seemed to directly deny Dumbledore's letter: "I will tell my father, and you also write to Mr. Burke Write a letter."

"I will," Madeleine replied, taking two steps forward, trying to keep up with the angry Draco.But she wasn't really scared, except that the uncomfortable feeling kept spreading in her heart.The tiny jingle of jewelry clinking when the woman said that, and the smell of alcohol when she opened her mouth gave her goosebumps, but other than that, she wasn't afraid at all.

Draco stopped suddenly, turned his head slightly, and Madeleine also stopped.From Madeleine's point of view, Draco's eye sockets could be seen to be red, but he wasn't crying or anything, it looked like it was just an emotional issue.

"Madeleine, aren't you afraid?"

Madeleine heard Draco ask, and Draco's voice seemed to be trembling a little. Just as Madeleine was about to answer, Draco said again: "But I'm afraid, Madeleine, almost every semester, I'm in Afraid of losing you."

That voice moved in Madeleine's heart for a moment. She looked at Draco, and a corner of her heart was suddenly pried open. It was empty, but it was penetrated by Draco's words.She felt the strangeness of herself just now, it was a feeling she hadn't experienced for a long time, she looked at Draco, and rushed forward, knocking Draco forward several steps.

With curfew approaching and everyone tired, it was just the two of them in the hallway now, and Draco was almost knocked over by Madeleine.

Madeleine didn't speak, but hugged Draco tightly. Draco was silent for a while, patted his back with some embarrassment, and hugged his Madeleine's arm tightly: "Mr. Delin, let go."

Madeleine froze for a moment, then slowly let go of her arms, but immediately ran in front of Draco and hugged Draco from the front.

Draco pursed his lips and patted Madeleine's back. Madeleine buried her head even tighter. Draco lowered his eyes, looked at the green head, stretched out his hand, and rubbed it.

Madeleine didn't raise her head, and Draco didn't speak, as if they were competing. The two maintained this situation for a long time, and the one who spoke first at the end was the loser.

Madeleine clenched her hands tightly, as if admitting defeat first, raised her head, and opened her mouth: "It's not like that, it's not."

The firelight in the underground corridor was dim, and according to Draco's pale face, he stared at Madeleine with a little anger and helplessness in his eyes. He was really angry, and there was really nothing he could do about Madeleine.

only……

that prophecy.

Draco couldn't help frowning, and Madeleine herself seemed a little confused, but she wasn't afraid of the prophecy, she was more like afraid of other things.This reminded Draco of something in the first grade. He looked at Madeleine who was looking up at him, and finally gave up and hugged her: "Go back first, you can talk to him about it."

Madeleine naturally knew that Draco nodded, looking unsure whether to let go, and finally hugged Draco tightly before letting go, but as soon as she let go, she tightened her grip again. He squeezed Draco's hand tightly.Although there is no expression, it can be seen that she is very nervous.

They were back in the Slytherin common room, and there was no one there anymore.Draco watched Madeleine go back to the girls' dormitory, Madeleine took two steps, then came back, looking nervous, she raised her head, grabbed Draco's hand and asked, "You don't hate me?" Me?"

…Draco couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Excuse me, Miss Madeleine, why do I hate my fiancée because of a prophecy that a fiancée might die?"

Madeleine was silent for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief. Draco stretched out his hand and nodded her forehead: "You should worry about that sentence—Madeleine Burke, please don't make me worry about these things all the time." !"

Madeleine covered her forehead, and gave a small oh, maybe she was still worried that Draco would be angry, she grabbed Draco's collar, stood on tiptoe, touched his lips lightly, and licked his lips flatteringly. Touched his tightly closed lips.

Draco: "...do you think I won't be angry this way?"

Madeleine froze for a moment, blinked innocently, and then nodded twice.

Draco: "... go to sleep, good night."

"Well, good night." Madeleine nodded again, and finally, Draco gave her a kiss on the forehead as if giving up, and she left in peace.

Draco didn't go back to the dormitory immediately, but sat on the sofa in the lounge. The stove was very warm, but he felt the air was very cold.He propped his chin, pondered for a while, then turned his head abruptly, held his wand, and warned towards the entrance of the boys' dormitory: "Come out."

"It's me." Blaise walked out wearing a cloak: "Didn't I see that the curfew time is up and you haven't come back, so I'm going to find you?"

After Blaise finished speaking, he sat across from him and asked, "So, what did the woman say about the divination Professor Snape said?"

"You want to know?" Draco smiled, out of the habit of getting along with Madeleine, even though he and Blaise were the only ones in the Slytherin common room, he still cast a silent spell: "Dumbledore Say, that's a prophecy."

Blaise frowned: "Prophecy? Not divination? Dumbledore said it was a prophecy?"

"Yeah." Draco dragged his voice, but closed his eyes: "A prophecy is not a divination that might happen—it is a prophecy that will indeed happen."

"Oh...you can't let Pansy know about it." Blaise said with a headache, and Draco continued to laugh: "Yeah, I think of her screaming and running to settle accounts with the professor."

Blaise thought for a while: "But the prophecy she said is not exact, nor is it inevitable. First of all, it is impossible for dragons to appear in this school..."

After finishing speaking, he quickly reacted: "Triwizard Tournament."

Draco nodded: "You guessed it right, Dumbledore meant that she would be safer at school."

"..." Blaise frowned, and looked in the direction of the girls' dormitory: "What's Madeleine's reaction?"

"Oh...we all know her, have you ever seen her hysterical?" Draco raised his eyebrows slightly, Blaise twitched the corners of his mouth, and snorted: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, I'm getting used to it." Draco shook his head, a little tired, and stood up: "Let's go back first, I already have a premonition that I will suffer from insomnia today."

"Nott is already asleep." Blaise nodded: "Speaking of which, are you really going to let Madeleine and Nott get to know each other better? Madeleine doesn't seem to have any impression of him."

"Not ready." Draco hadn't revoked the silent spell: "You know, I don't like him, and the reason why I get along with him is always because of my father's request-but Madeleine must not know him, because He can't teach Madeleine anything good, that's all."

"The desire to control is too strong." Blaise said with a smile, but he didn't refute Draco too much, put it in his pocket, and asked again: "I thought you would be furious."

"I really want to." Draco replied, turned his head slightly, and glanced at Blaise: "But Blaise, you will find that when you are angry and afraid of the other party's death, the person concerned is afraid that you will hate her. It was very frustrating and powerless."

Blaise couldn't laugh anymore, it's uncomfortable to hear this kind of thing.

"You see, Madeleine is such a person—how can I get angry?" Draco took a few steps forward, canceled the silence, and returned to the dormitory.

Blaise looked at Draco's back and thought for a while, if he had encountered such a thing, he might have abandoned that person long ago.He really felt that Draco was strong in this respect, maybe because of the reservedness of the Malfoy family, or maybe because of...

Does he really like Madeleine?

Blaise had to agree with this idea, but until now, although he could feel that Madeleine was cute in some places, he still didn't feel that Madeleine had any charm that could make Draco treat him like this. However, this It was also because he couldn't see through Madeleine Burke, so it was impossible for him to like her.

Maybe that's why.

Blaise put the cloak on the bed and looked at Draco who was changing.

Perhaps, it is because only Draco can truly understand all of Madeleine, so they can get along like this.Blaise thought vaguely.

The author has something to say:

Madeleine and Draco are not afraid of the same thing at all

But to be reasonable, as an ordinary person, who can stand that Madeleine almost died every semester, anyway, I can't stand it (