[HP] Marriage relationship

It snowed again at Hogwarts on the weekend, Draco took out his thick cloak from the closet and shook the fluffy fur on it.

"Draco, have a drink?" Blaise knocked on the door.

"No." Draco waved his hand in refusal.

"Dating?" Blaise raised his eyebrows, and when Draco nodded, he immediately rolled his eyes, "You're getting boring, my friend, I really don't understand what's so good about him."

Just as Draco was about to refute, he suddenly recalled that the person in front of him had coveted Alan, but later turned his attention to others when he realized that he really had no chance.

So the narrow-minded Malfoy shot the little shoe boy out with a locking spell.

"It would be bad if you understood." Draco shook his head, and clasped a small snake made of broken diamonds on his chest.

The heavy snow hadn't stopped yet, and several flakes hugged into a ball and slanted on the face of the person. After a while outside, even the eyelashes were covered with crystals. Alan tightened the scarf tightly and stretched out his hand to pat the snowflakes off his shoulders.

Several students stepped on a certain textbook and slid out of the castle with a roar, hiding a big snowball in their hands, and stuffed it into the collars of their classmates when they passed by.

The student who was attacked screamed strangely, threw the book on the ground immediately, and stomped on it to sneak out.

Probably a new game invented by Hogwarts students, countless textbooks have suffered, including Potions.

Although he didn't know much English, Alan somehow knew the cauldron on the cover.

"The principal is out again. The important thing is that Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape are not at the school this time, so everyone is probably crazy." Draco didn't know when he appeared next to Alan, he followed Alan's gaze and looked over , explained a bit.

Alan wasn't interested in them at all, and he and Draco exchanged a simple kiss (Draco had grown fond of such intimate gestures lately) before going to Hogsmeade side by side.

"Honeydukes has a new rose gift box, my rich and generous Master Alan, can you give me a set?" Draco hugged Alan's arm with a smile, like a child begging for candy from an adult, Looking at him longingly, blue eyes bent into a beautiful shape.

Draco is addicted to sugar. Every time he goes to Candy Duke, he wants to evacuate the store. However, Narcissa will send him candies and desserts regularly. Draco has limited pocket money and is often in a state of extreme poverty.

When Blaise was already able to buy roses and gems to please girls at the same age, Draco was borrowing money everywhere to live.

But since Alan came to Hogwarts, Draco has never been short of money. All the money Alan has saved over the years has been given to Draco without reservation, not just Gallon. It was everything Draco wanted, and he could definitely get it from Alan.

Draco thought to himself more than once, fortunately he didn't reject the engagement at that time, so he had a lover who was capable and obedient to him.

It can also allow him to enjoy this unique favor that is enough to make everyone envious.

Today, many young wizards chose Hogsmeade Village as their weekend getaway. From seven o'clock, there was a long queue at Filch's place. After the two of them passed the inspection, the original pure white The flat snow is already full of footprints, and you have to be careful of the icy places where you walk on it, and you will slip if you are not careful.

Draco had a smile on his face, and he specially picked places with a lot of snow to step on. Hearing the creaking sound, he walked more vigorously. Looking at his childish mischievous smile, Alan suddenly realized that Draco's age If you put it in an ordinary person's home, wouldn't it be a child?

Thinking of this, the impatience in Alan's heart because he was too much tossing disappeared along with the snowflakes that kept falling on his face.

Draco should be lively, not serious and boring like him.

"Wait!" Draco turned around suddenly, and Alan immediately stretched out his hand to stop him. Even if he was wearing thick clothes in the snow, a fall would be enough for the boy.

"Are you cold?" Draco asked him, the white breath out of his mouth blurred Alan's vision, but he could still see the beautiful eyes that seemed to be shining.

"No." Alan said, looking seriously into his eyes.

The wind stopped, and snowflakes fell on the wizard robe one after another, like a layer of cloth, blocking the severe cold.

Draco winced at his voice, squinted and smiled, "I think the snow is warm."

Alan was just about to tell him that it was due to heat transfer, but Draco suddenly stretched out his hand and straightened Alan's scarf, revealing all the blond hair that was originally wrapped in it.

Draco also took off his hood, and a layer of snow fell on their hair almost immediately.

"We're here in the snow like two idiots." Draco fumbled in his pocket, "Why don't you ask me why?"

Alan looked at him with a solemn face but very gentle eyes, and did not speak.

He also began to feel that the snow was warm.

From his point of view, it was nothing to ask, Draco didn't need an excuse or a reason for what he wanted to do, what he wanted, as long as he wanted it was enough.

"I once saw a photo in my father's study. It was a group photo of my great-grandparents. They were sitting on a deck chair in the garden, with gray hair and wrinkled faces, holding hands and smiling at me. I also want to find someone Taking pictures like this, but we haven't got wrinkles yet, and we don't have gray hair, so we have to get by with it." Draco finally found what he wanted - a camera, but not as big as a wizarding camera, and he There was no smoke or loud noise when I pressed the shooting button, "This is a Muggle camera, the latest model, barely usable, I borrowed it from Sirius, I want to go home and draw it, and then use a magic, portrait Inside we can move."

Alan was not good at drawing, nor did he know the magic spells he said, but that didn't stop him from nodding along with Draco's thoughts.

After Draco packed the camera, he patted the snow on his hair. He turned to look at Alan, and was about to speak, when Alan raised his eyebrows suddenly, loosened Draco's left hand, and looked behind his head. Go over and grab it with a backhand.

Almost as soon as Draco heard the whistling sound of breaking through the air, the thing attacking him from behind was stopped by Alan.

It was a snowball, the size of a fist, and it was squeezed tightly. It could be seen that the person who kneaded the snowball was very careful and spent a lot of time in his hands. out of ice.

Draco had turned around, staring in surprise at the little thing that nearly exploded on top of his head.

"Who did it?" Draco asked casually, and didn't expect to get any answer, after all, there was no one else around except the two of them.

Alan looked around, stared at a certain place for a while, then turned back, shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

It must be those Gryffindors, Draco thought, where most of his enemies were concentrated.

"Forget it, Alan, throw it away, we should go." Draco said, he just took a picture, and now he is in a great mood, not to mention that the snowball didn't hit him at all, so he decided to Don't care about the degree.

Alan threw the snowball back the way it came, and then walked with Draco. It spun rapidly and exploded halfway before it hit the ground with a 'snap'.

After a long while, the air here fluctuated, and a small black head suddenly appeared in midair. The head turned around strangely, and the whole person came out.

Harry put away his invisibility cloak, and originally planned to wear it to play in Hogsmeade secretly (he didn't have a guardian's signature), but now he's lost his mind, his mind is full of the image of Alan protecting Draco just now, And that last look he gave him.

Harry rubbed his aching head from being hit by the snowball, and let out a long breath with lingering fear. He thought he was going to be discovered just now.

Isn't Professor Moody the only one who can see through his invisibility cloak?

***

On the other hand, at Black's Old House, it's rare that Sirius doesn't jump up and cast a spell when Snape visits through the fireplace, and doesn't curse when the sullen Professor sits down on his favorite sofa, Instead, he rolled his eyelids with a dejected expression, indicating that he had noticed the person coming.

"Is that why you called me here in such a hurry?" Snape snorted and rolled his eyes, "I'm so sorry, Dumbledore, I'm a potions master, not a doctor, and a failure like his Soul disease, you should go to St. Mungo's Psychiatry to ask someone."

Sirius, who was sitting across from him, moved his lips slightly, probably wanting to curse, but for some reason he remained silent and turned his gaze to Dumbledore.

"I have something to tell you, and I also ask for your help, Severus." Dumbledore said with a sigh. At this moment, he suddenly became old, and his back that had been straight was a little bent.

Snape crossed his arms and held his chin up, beckoning him to continue with his eyes.

Dumbledore beckoned, and a tall blond girl came over and put a locket on the coffee table in the middle of the sofa, and then she sat on the other side, her gorgeous face full of dignity.

"This is Miss Audrey, you should know her, she is..." Dumbledore suddenly raised his voice.

"Get to the point." Snape interrupted his introduction impatiently. Of course he knew Audrey.

Sirius, who was sitting quietly waiting for Dumbledore to speak, suddenly reached out and opened the locket, and took out a carefully folded note inside and handed it to Snape.

Snape froze for a moment, his vigilance prevented him from taking anything in Sirius' hands without any suspicion, but seeing Sirius' ugly expression, this time he didn't take out his wand to check if there was any small ones on it. The evil curse, but took it directly, and looked down at the content inside.

The note has been old for some years, the edges are tattered, the color is yellow, and the font looks strange but very familiar at first glance. It is meticulous, serious and upright, just like its owner, whether it is the exam week or not, is always holding it in the library. He studies hard, and also likes to ask some weird academic questions by tugging at the sleeves of his seniors.

Snape still remembered the weight hooked on his sleeve, and the way he took notes, scribbling on the potions book, and he would stare round when he realized that it was a book borrowed from the library and was not allowed to be painted Eyes, and then begged his senior to teach him to eliminate the curse.His evil senior will not teach him, but he will help him erase the traces of writing every time...

"...I would risk my life for you to meet a mortal who was only a flesh and blood when you hit the opponent...RAB" No one could see Snape's emotions through the thick armor, only his deep voice was heard, Read out the contents of the note word by word.

"He's dead," said Sirius hoarsely.

Snape took a closer look at Sirius, this boy who had always provoked him with a flamboyant and domineering look during his study career, always bluffing when he was happy or angry, he seemed like a giant The horn, non-stop.

Later, those years of prison life made him haggard and haggard. When he first came out of Azkaban, he was skinny like a skeleton, but under the conditioning of various potions, he soon became alive again and continued to look like a Hopping around like a flea endangering the world, and always trying to sneak up to Hogwarts to ruin his godson Harry Potter.

He had never looked straight at Sirius, but now looking at the thin but still handsome face in front of him, a blurred outline in his memory suddenly became clear, and he outlined the appearance of another boy stroke by stroke.

Not so ostentatious, it should be softer, with childish seriousness, and a little bit of Blake's arrogance and reserve.

Will cautiously ask 'Can you help me?The senior's hand was tightly clutching his sleeve.

Black had never asked Snape for help, and Snape had never tried to help him.

Black always had questions that he didn't understand, and Black always had a way of getting Snape to answer him.

"I want to take him home. I remember you used to have a good relationship, so, can you help me?" Sirius looked at Snape with a sincere face, and Dumbledore said that his brother might have changed. Infernal, they need a potions master.

can you help me?

"What can I do for you, Black," said Snape, even with a hint of a smile on his face.

Sirius thought he was weird, but he didn't think about it, but immediately jumped up from the sofa, tugged at Snape's sleeve, and said eagerly: "Then let's go now!"

"...sleeves can't be tugged, Black," Snape said with a sigh.

He was speaking to Sirius, and even looked him in the eye as he spoke, but Sirius felt more like he was speaking to another person.

"We have a weekend to settle this matter, and after that, I think we should study this box, according to what Regulus said, this is the same as—" Dumbledore interrupted in time human dialogue.

Snape gritted his teeth, said in a low voice, "I'll go back and find the potion I might need." Then he turned and left.

Sirius threw himself onto the sofa, covered his face with his hands and didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said to Audrey, "Sorry, I can't entertain you properly this time."

"Bringing Uncle Regulus home is the most important thing." Audrey shook her head and said she didn't care.

"Let Kreacher take you to rest for a while," Sirius put down his hand, forced a smile and said, "I have something to say to Principal Dumbledore."

A very old house-elf appeared next to them. It was wrapped in a dirty rag that could no longer see its original color, and it was tangled around it. With a lot of white hair growing out of its big bat-like ears, it said in its husky, bullfrog-like voice: "Willing to serve you, my dear Miss Audrey, that dirty, depraved—"

"Go away!" Sirius snarled, throwing a teacup at him.

So Kreacher muttered and took Audrey away.

Audrey didn't like Kreacher, a house elf who always had a bad face and cursed Sirius viciously, even though the elf respected her a lot, or it respected her mother, Jossa Black, who was married to France.

But this time, when Kreacher turned to leave, Audrey suddenly saw something reflecting golden light through the light coming through the cracks in the wooden stairs.

"Wait a minute." Audrey called Kreacher, and as its expression gradually changed from numbness to panic, she used her wand to draw out a small thing hanging around its neck with an unknown black string.

"Look—" Audrey's pupils constricted for a moment, and soon she hid her emotions and said with a soft laugh, "Kreacher...isn't this my locket?"

Hogsmeade Village Honeydukes Candy Shop

Alan had already given up his resistance, and leaned against the counter with a blank face, letting the group of little wizards with countless candies squeeze past him, chattering out the names of various candies.

Maybe it's because Alan looks like a rich man (he is), and the witch in the pink costume keeps walking around him trying to recommend new varieties of candy.

Alan could barely see the top of Draco's head in the crowd, and he seemed to be enjoying it, walking through the candy shelves with ease, with a rectangular plate stacked high with candies floating behind him.

As if sensing something, he took out the notebook that he usually used to communicate with Audrey from his pocket, and said a word over there.

[You must not think of what I found - ADK]

Then came another sentence.

【See you at the Black Lake after dinner—ADK】

Alan casually wrote an "okay" and passed it on, when he heard Draco's footsteps, he handed an empty tray to Alan, and said excitedly: "Come on—"

Alan was dragged forward by him, and he didn't forget to tell the clerk, "Wrap up everything just now."

Draco heard this, turned back and blew him a kiss before diving headlong into the candy pile again.

The author has something to say:

It's mainly about Alan and Draco, so some irrelevant things will be skipped

Snape's first love was Lily, and then his life was increasingly taken over by another person, and then both of them left him for good.