[HP] Shh, it's a secret

That night, the huge Malfoy Manor was brightly lit. One side of the conference room on the second floor was packed, and the other side had only two people. It was already very late at night, but no one spoke.The atmosphere is so weird that even if your throat feels uncomfortable and you want to cough lightly, you will feel embarrassed and hold back.

This is the first meeting of all members of the Order of the Phoenix after the Christmas War.The current situation is that all the members of the club are present and the president-senior member Arthur.Mr. Weasley couldn't help but look up again at the empty picture frame on the wall behind the head of the conference room - the President was absent, for now.

As hell, Mr. Weasley was sitting on pins and needles with his comrades at the left side of the long table.

On the right, Lucius, the host, raised his eyebrows and sneered at the "guests" who didn't know how to put his hands and feet on the opposite face.No one could be in a worse mood than him.The day after the Ministry of Magic announced the death of the Dark Lord, the lair that was the Death Eater the day before immediately became the secret base of the Order of the Phoenix, and he was still sitting in his original position.What is this?

His eyes flicked across the faces of the people opposite him one by one - Poor Weasley, Muggleborn, half-giant... Aha!Stupid lion, stupid lion, stupid lion, the house that belongs to Slytherin regardless of face, heart, and bones is taken over by a group of Gryffindors. What could be more absurd than this, how can we not teach him Anger (Mrs. Black understands you) is forced even though he agrees (Mrs. Black does not understand you).

The snake-headed walking stick creaked.

"Smile, dear." Narcissa stretched out her hand and patted her husband's arm, and smiled and said to the opposite side, "Do you need something to drink, gentlemen?"

Mr. Weasley was the first to wave his hand: "No, no need." Immediately after him, the rest also waved their hands one by one to express that they don't need it.

Lucius pouted at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Oh, take it easy, old friend Arthur, it's not the first time you've come here, what are you getting used to? Or is it that your brother can only be seen in the treasure room of my house?" Relax?"

Mr. Weasley's face was flushed from being stabbed, and he remembered his previous visits, ransacking the house?He opened his mouth to say something, but then the fire in the fireplace turned green and Draco emerged from it, accompanied by Snape.

"What's—what's the matter?" Draco was visibly stunned, and he asked as he hugged his mother, "So many people? What's with the Fidelity Curse? I almost never came back."

"As you can see, son," Lucius stood up from his chair and gave Draco a hug after Narcissa, "Our manor is honored to be expropriated, you would never guess my dear son , the secret keeper is Little Crabbe." His sharp eyes glanced at the opposite side.

Draco was startled, and looked in the direction of his father's gaze: "Vincent?"

Crabbe shrank his neck and got out from behind Hagrid, whispered something about Dumbledore, and shrank his neck back to hide.

Draco didn't ask any more questions, he pulled Snape to sit next to Narcissa.After a while, Meg and Lupine also came through the fireplace.As soon as they sat down, the empty picture frame immediately had an owner.

"Thank you Lucius, until the end of the holiday, I promise." Dumbledore nodded to Lucius, then turned to McGonagall and Lupine without giving the latter a chance to speak, and asked, "Did you find anything? "

"I found it," McGonagall nodded, but his expression was still serious, "but there are signs of being turned over around, and old Tom's remains are incomplete. Someone went to Albus one step earlier than us."

"So it's possible that Voldemort has been 'resurrected'," said Dumbledore.

The atmosphere immediately became heavy.

"It's easier to be found after being resurrected, so let's ignore him." Dumbledore said, and then he looked at the other members, "What happened to the person they arrested?"

"They were all sent to Azkaban, and those with escape records were locked in the bottom floor." Kingsley replied, "I heard that the Ministry of Magic has reactivated the dementors."

"Dementors?!" Hagrid's rough voice sounded in the conference room. As the only two women present, Narcissa and Mag squinted their eyes uncomfortably. Hagrid apologized awkwardly and lowered his voice. He continued, "How dare the Ministry of Magic dare them? Aren't they afraid that they will riot again?"

For a while, everyone fell silent.

In a few minutes, Remus.Lupine broke the silence.

"There's news," he said.Everyone was looking at him, and he glanced at Snape before continuing, "When we passed Diagon Alley, people were spreading rumors that You-Know-Who was killed by the Elder Wand, and Severus was also mentioned."

"What?" Draco jerked his head up and looked to the side, where Snape was sitting on his right.His behavior was not abrupt, because at this moment everyone's eyes were on Snape, with astonished expressions, even the Malfoys were an exception.

"I thought...it was just a legend." Lucius said slowly, staring at his old friend without blinking.

"Severus, pay attention..." Dumbledore hesitated to speak.

"I know that every owner of the Elder Wand ended badly. But," said Snape dryly, squeezing Draco's firmly with his hand under the table, "I'm not one of them. "

This is an admission in disguise.There was a little commotion at the table.Snape didn't speak anymore, and Dumbledore soon changed the topic to the last Horcrux.The latest news came that the Potter trio had found Umbridge through Percy Weasley, but at this moment Draco's attention was completely out of it, and he stared down at the back of his leather shoes. The shoelaces froze.As soon as the meeting was over, he couldn't wait to get up and drag Snape back to his room.

The door slammed shut with a bang, causing the windows to rattle.

"It must be the Dark Lord, it must be him!" Draco circled the room irritably, "Only he knows the Elder Wand, what does he want to do? It's well known to everyone, so wouldn't he be afraid that the Elder Wand will fall if he does this?" In someone else's hands? I don't believe that a person who crazily believes in power would kindly give up the legendary wand of invincibility to others. There must be a conspiracy." Suddenly, Draco stood still in front of Snape, Looking up into his lover's dark eyes, "Severus," he said slowly, "I killed Dumbledore and I am the master of the Elder Wand, so—"

"So?" Snape looked back calmly.

"Let them all know that they, all of them, should come to me for anything." The pair of black eyes in his eyes dimmed as soon as the words came out, and Draco felt his throat tighten for a while.

"You don't believe me?" Snape's voice was still calm.

"No, I just don't want to see you having anything to do with that damn wand again." Draco unconsciously looked away, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Snape opened his mouth: "Are you... scared?"

Draco looked up abruptly, his eyes widening in bewilderment.Then, without warning, he leaned towards Snape and bowed his head on the man's neck: "Yes, I was scared, terribly scared. The Elder Wand, the Death Cudgel, you'd never imagine him trying to get What will it do." The bloody image flashed before Draco's eyes, and he closed his eyes in pain.

Snape sighed and reached out to stroke Draco's soft hair: "It doesn't matter what he wants to do, we've already killed him once, and Draco is already different from before. Still, do you think that as Godfather me can't protect myself, eh?"

Draco seemed to be in a daze again, his body slowly relaxed, his hands hanging on both sides of his body were lifted up to embrace Snape from behind, closing them tightly little by little.

Feeling the pressure in his chest making it difficult to breathe, Snape tried to free himself from Draco's shackles, but was unsuccessful. "Assuming, your plan is to suffocate me to death, I think sir, you're about to succeed," Snape said.

Draco let out a muffled laugh, loosened his arms slightly and kissed Snape's lips in an instant.The sudden extra weight forced Snape to take a step back, his calf touched the edge of the bed, and he staggered and fell onto the bed with Draco.Draco took advantage of the situation to imprison him on the bed, aggravating the kiss.The temperature of the room is gradually increasing.

Suddenly the lights came on.

"Severus, can you show me the Elder Wand..." Lucius pushed the door and barged in, "Sorry..." When he saw the scene in front of him, he closed the door and backed out.

The two people on the bed who had no time to separate looked at each other, and then the door opened again with a slam, and the people who had exited earlier rushed in like the wind, their cheeks twitched and twisted severely.

"I think, I need an explanation." Lucius squinted at Snape, his voice low enough that it couldn't be lower.

"Dad, I—" Draco hurriedly got up from Snape to explain, but was immediately interrupted by his father.

"Go find your mother, Draco. I need to have a private chat with Professor Snape," said Lucius through gritted teeth, "about how he shamelessly talked to his godson..." He angrily I don't know how to describe it.

"Hey Dad," Delal grabbed Lucius' hand holding the wand, "if you can see, I was pressing... I was on top."

Lucius was taken aback: "You're on top? That's right, son." Then he was taken aback again, "No, no! No one is right on top! He's your godfather! No! He's still a man! No! No! He seduced you! Merlin's stinky socks! Get out of Draco!" Poor Dad was completely incoherent.

"He didn't, it was my dad, I seduced him, I love him," Draco said eagerly.This time Lucius was completely stunned, and Draco wanted to take the opportunity to say something, but was stopped by Snape.

"To your mother, Draco." Snape nodded towards the door.When Malfoy and his son were not paying attention, the mistress of the Malfoy family had already appeared at the door with an unnatural expression.

"But..." Draco's eyes flicked between his mother and Snape.

"Trust me," Snape said.

Draco nodded, and finally left with Narcissa.

The moment the door closed, Snape was knocked down, and another left uppercut, both accurate and ruthless.