[HP] Shh, it's a secret

Draco's good mood continued into the evening, when he came out of the principal's office 10 minutes before curfew, he walked naturally to the door of the Room of Requirement, but he didn't push the door to enter as usual.He stood there, staring for a long time at the blank section of wall opposite, under the felt under which Barnabas trained the dwarves to dance the ballet.

Draco knew that he didn't need to go when Granger told him that Potter had learned the Animagus in the early hours of this morning, so he took out the address and some necessities that he had prepared in advance .Originally he thought it would take a few weeks, Potter's talent in spells was so enviable, Draco's eyes twinkled.But it was just what he wanted, and he didn't need to waste three or five hours every morning facing Potter's stupid face.However, an inexplicable sense of loss surged up in his heart for no reason. From the moment he walked out of the principal's office, he was pounding heavily on his chest——

Tomorrow and every day after that, he doesn't have to push the door out of the magical room in front of him in the early morning, so will he never see the person who has been waiting for him at his current position for a long time?

The air was sucked into the chest cavity, and there was a dense tingling sensation.Draco raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and imagined the appearance of that person standing here—half-lowered head against the light, like a silhouette of a statue, unreal but always makes his heart ache In an instant there was clamor.He suddenly wanted to see him very much. Once the thought in his heart was born, he could no longer suppress it. Everything was abnormal—the blood gradually became hot and boiling, every cell in his body seemed to be screaming, and even his breathing seemed to be disordered. up.Longing, hunger, frightened him.

Draco didn't understand what was wrong with him, his mind was racing.Why did he care so much, why he wanted to see him but was afraid of seeing him, why he just thought that he would not be able to see him waiting for him tomorrow morning, it was like a piece of his heart had been dug out... It was so abnormal, he was not himself.Obviously that person is only his godfather, and obviously more than ten days ago he still hated him for wanting to eat meat and hide his skin, what happened...

"Severus. Snape, Severus. Snape, Severus..." Draco whispered, completely unconsciously, when at some point he realized what he was saying, he He shut his mouth tightly, firmly.My mind was even more chaotic, and there was a roar in my ears that was all the sound of my own heartbeat.

Severus.Snape was Draco.Malfoy's godfather, this is an established fact from the 5th minute of his birth, but what happened now... Even he himself doesn't know since when he has been obsessed with calling that person "Sir", not " "Professor" is not "principal" or "dean", let alone "godfather".

"Sir", "Sir" gave people the illusion that the man would call him Mr. Malfoy when he was in a hurry, equal, man and man.This is simply deceiving oneself, but... Draco's eyes darkened, and there was a sense of despair and sadness in his heart, which was faint but long-lasting and could not be erased.

Unknowingly, he walked near the Gryffindor Tower, which was also located on the eighth floor, and the portrait of the witches who taught him to destroy before being quick hung in front of his eyes.He looked around, and when he was sure that there were no other people or other portraits around, he reached out and tapped the frame.

"Who is it?" The oldest one woke up, and when she saw who woke her up, her face suddenly changed. She still remembered the spell he cast on her that made her unable to speak for three days, "Oh —Slytherin brat!"

"Sorry ma'am for waking you up so late," Draco said sincerely.That's the good thing about having a good leather face, when he wants to be genuine and sincere he can do it with ease, especially with the ladies.

The older witch coughed lightly, and adjusted her dress unnaturally.At this time, the other witches in the painting also woke up, each of them yawned and then secretly looked at Draco from behind the fan, playfully or eagerly.

"I want to chat with you alone, it's a little personal." Draco said, his expression was just right.

"Oh, um... a private matter?" The older witch seemed to be confused by the word 'private matter', she hesitated for a moment before driving the other witches in the portrait into another frame, "Now, say Bar."

Draco drew out his wand and drew a gray j□j field when the witch's vigilance was ready to run away at any time, which could not be heard or seen.But at this time, Draco hesitated again, and it was hard to speak.He felt that he was so stupid that he wanted to find a portrait to answer his questions, and it was a portrait of stupid lions!

"The relationship is hindered, and the girl refuses to accept you?" The witch said without warning, but the seemingly random question made Draco's heart skip a beat.

"No, not a girl." Draco replied subconsciously, and then a white light flashed in his mind like a lightning strike.Maybe, he thought, he understood.

"It's not a girl...you...you, you..." The witch in the frame seemed to have regained her senses and opened her eyes a little bit, "The person you like...couldn't be...couldn't be... …male……"

Actions always came faster than thoughts, blue light flashed, the witch covered her throat with her hands and her eyes widened in disbelief, but she couldn't utter any accusations or curses, and she was locked up again.In the blink of an eye, the gray seal fell apart, and the scattered magic traces were like a little bit of mist, making Draco's far away back even more determined and sad.

When he was finally in a corner where there was no prying eyes, Draco crouched down and hugged his knees.Things that were once blurred gradually became clear at this moment, peeling and cocooning, like a mirror being wiped away from water.

Serious Severus.Snape, high above Severus.Snape, stern and cruel Severus.Snape... the patience and seriousness with which he taught him spells, the earnestness and concentration with which he brewed potions, the empty sad eyes when he was distracted occasionally, the warm and beautiful smile that was as fleeting as a flash in the pan on that winter afternoon, and the more and more The silhouette of the morning that has been entrenched in my mind for a long time, and then converges into the lifeless picture lying in a pool of blood...

The heart was punched hard, and the blood froze instantly.

How selfish to just go and leave me.

Draco had the urge to cry and laugh at the same time, you see, he used to hate him so much.That man betrayed his parents, betrayed his trust and gratitude, and then died easily, leaving him behind, allowing him to watch the people closest to him die one by one.

"I am your godfather. 』

Yes, you are my godfather, you are my godfather, how can you leave me as a matter of course, let me... let me... How can, how can, there is no explanation... But Ah, the original reason for hating him became so pale and powerless the moment he saw that face again, how naive, to go tit for tat like a child to attract that person's attention.

"Mark my words. 』

How much he hated this sentence before, such a superior tone, such an indifferent expression.Remember your words, remember your words... why, even if what you say is true, but I have my thoughts, I am no longer a child, not anymore, why you just can't see Woolen cloth?

And now...

"Mark my words. 』

Yes, remember, every word and every pronunciation is in my mind, deeply, lingering.

How could he forget, the person he had been with almost all his childhood and adolescence.His childhood... He also had a gorgeous childhood that other children envied and envied. He had a father, a mother, and a godfather who was serious but terribly serious.

He held him once, didn't he, the man held him, when he was a baby, didn't he.Draco suddenly felt that he could imagine how helpless and anxious that man was when he took him from his father's hand, and how stiff and stiff his movements would be. His brows must be frowning, and perhaps his expression would still be different. Slightly blue or trying to show a good-hearted smile to a newborn, but in the end it freezes into a twitch of the corner of the mouth in embarrassment...

Draco twitched the corners of his mouth at the imaginary person, and then he started to hate himself, hated the baby who had no memory and couldn't keep the good things for the current self.You see, fool, he once hugged you so carefully, but you don't remember.

Fuck!

Draco laughed, presumptuously and rampantly, and something overflowed from his eye socket.After a long time, his thoughts began to wander, and he thought of the tongue-twisting roar when he was poked at the center, how impulsive and reckless Gryffindors are, how keen their portraits are to spread gossip, especially when he is so rude After treating it well.He couldn't help imagining that by tomorrow morning the whole castle would be buzzing about Draco in Slytherin.Malfoy fell in love with a man, what a scene.No, maybe it will be later, because the effect of sealing the tongue and locking the roar can last at least three days, but it is only later, and those who should know will know.

What does it matter, he doesn't care about anything anymore, since he has already recognized the truth, can he be expected to continue to deceive himself?No!Just in love with a man, so what if he was his godfather?ah?

Draco stood up, holding a position for so long that his legs were numb.The needle-like tingling was very similar to the feeling of his heart right now, it was dense, slight but continuous.

He wants to see him.

Yes.

At this moment.

The sound of leather shoes hitting the marble floor sounded, da, da, hitting my heart one after another.Go downstairs, turn around, go through the door to the basement, and here you go.He took a long breath as if intercepting strength and courage in the air, then he raised his hand, but the door that separated him from him opened automatically, and the voice of that person came from inside, saying——

"Come in."