HP+ first love is no small matter

"Sister," he said, "I can't leave you here alone, I have to find someone to take care of you, because I really won't live long..."

"I don't believe it," she stared at him, "that man told me that he has a way to make people live very long."

"I heard Harry say that he slipped his tongue. That man cut his soul open, that's why he became what he is now. His method is not good, and his method is problematic!"

"I don't care!" she said, "I don't care! I can't just watch you die like this!"

He sighed, and suddenly pulled her into his arms with all his strength, "Sister..."

She struggled for a while, and finally gave up, just whispered, "I don't believe you will die..."

"Others are nice too," he said. "Isn't Draco all right? Is Harry all right?"

"Then I'll marry Draco," she said, "I'll tell him later that I'm willing to marry him, and it doesn't matter if his father disagrees, because I can make his father shut up!"

"Don't be angry with me!" He finally raised his voice, "V, don't do this to yourself!"

"You gave someone something and asked him to say no and throw it away with his own hands?" She stared at him, "Don't you think it's cruel?"

"I didn't give you to him!" he said, "I just..."

"That's not the point," she said. "I shouldn't have kids with anyone anyway, so let's do it with him, that's what I thought."

"younger sister!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet," she smiled, "He is a fool, as stupid as I am, he likes me with all his heart, just like I love you with all his heart, Re, I can't do it like you do to me I can't be cruel to him like this. But I won't let him be with me, he is a very good person, he has a lot of feelings, but I don't have so many things to give back to him, I won't want him."

She said, "We don't talk about Draco, we don't talk about Harry Potter, you know I don't want Harry Potter, and I know you don't want me to want Draco, but neither of them is the point, the point It's our mom, she's full of lies, she's taking pleasure in our pain, Re, she's got problems, and I suspect that's not all there is to it."

"She has a reason..."

"If you talk like that again, I'll go and tell Draco later that I'm going to elope with him. I have my own reasons. I think it's all so fucking crazy and so fucking interesting! My biological mother never treated me like that. The enemy only wants me to suffer! So I also want a little sweetness, I want to drag someone to elope with me! If you don't accompany me, I will find someone else to accompany me!" She burst out several times in one breath After a few swear words, he finally calmed down, "Okay, now let's continue."

"I found the book in her room," she said softly, "I brought it to school, and at first I couldn't open it, then I remembered how I opened her door—so I gave There was a drop of blood dripping from that book, and I think it was probably judgment magic, and only someone with some kind of blood could open it."

"She didn't take the book with her when she left here. Why? Maybe because she didn't need it, forgot it, or even wanted to protect it. But I think it was because she didn't need it. Because I tried it, and the book has profound magic, I can't break it, and there are people's consciousness inside, you can communicate with them with a pen - it's like you have a group of paranoid pen pals. Everyone is talking to you, whether you listen or not. But I The one who wanted to make this book in the first place was bright purple, she stood above all other writing, and although I don't know who she was, she filled the entire book in that bright purple hand, and she said that everything ends will be reduced to nothing."

"Did you ask Harry about the Chamber of Secrets?" she said softly. "I asked, and he said that Voldemort injected a piece of his own soul into a diary so that it could communicate with you as if it were a living person. Even coaxed the Weasley girl into doing things for him. So I thought, maybe that book has... the souls of those women?"

"Then why isn't she on it? Why doesn't she bring that book with her? You know our family died young, everyone in that book is discussing this, why doesn't she give it a try?" She said softly, "I should have found that book, I just haven't checked that room much, I have too many things to do, too many people to think about, you, Draco, Harry Potter, have something to do with me Some kind of perverted grandfather, a man who was supposed to be my uncle but could actually be my father, so I forgot to consider a person whom you and I had been defenseless from birth—we mother."

"Yes, maternal love is great, we are always told that, but is maternal love really great? Do all mothers love their children? Is the maternal love we think of as instinct or hormone? Is it a Outrageous lies? No, these are not important, what is important is that our mothers do not love us. What does it matter to us whether other people’s mothers or the mothers of all mankind love them? We only need to know that our mothers, don't love us."

"In contrast, the child's love and need for the mother is truly pure and outrageous. A mother may not need her child, but is there really a child who does not need her mother? We cannot doubt her, we even Can't convince myself to doubt her, why? Because she is our nurturer, if we doubt our nurturer, who should we trust to take care of us?"

"So Re, from now on, we need to seriously doubt our mother."

"Let me turn back to the diary, those souls are broken. I heard that Tom Riddle's soul can make a girl fall in love with a man who has never even shown her face, so Tom Riddle's soul should People-pleasing, pleasing, convincing—and you and I both know that this requires a certain amount of thinking. That is to say, he is at least equivalent to a sane person in that diary. But those Soul, I only see persistence, paranoia, and despair, they are stubborn and just want to tell their own feelings, they are completely dependent on whether their will is firm and are determined to be covered by other people's words."

"Tom Riddle's diary and their souls are in a sense the same, but different in subtleties, which I need you to study with me, but the thing we need to discuss now is why our mother Don't love us?"

"This question can be very simple or very complicated, V," Regulus finally said, "We can be children who are not expected by her, we can be children who make her feel painful when she sees it, or even—— Our mothers were not born with the ability to love."

"Yes," she said, "if we were Lucius' children, then we would certainly cause her pain, she had us in a forced way, but—she named you Regulus, Don't you think that's weird? The way you're named is a standard Black, first and last name, I remember our uncle was named Regulus, but my name, why am I a Malfoy? If I make her suffer, if my father makes her suffer, then why do we have different last names? She claims that you are Sirius' child, but if she wants to say that her child is Sirius's child, why do I Not Blake?"

"I think the answer is coming, V," Regulus said. "Sister, she can't be sure who our father really is."

"Or," she gazed at him, "I'm in a much better position to her as a Malfoy."

"You mean she wants to use your name to torture Lucius."

"I'm sure she'll probably wake up in the middle of the night laughing about it, and the way Lucius looks at me sometimes makes me think he could pass out in front of me." She sneered, "She was pregnant There have been at least two men at times with whom her.... overlapped to some extent, you and I can have different fathers, women can produce eggs multiple times in one ovulation cycle, and Fertilization at different times is less likely, but not impossible. She can't tell who our father is, so she simply decides for us based on the color of our hair."

"Yes, but our previous problem can be a complicated one. We are not unloved for one reason. We can be unloved for many reasons. She didn't love anyone," he said softly. "At least That's what we know now."

"Yes, although you and I know that she changes boyfriends as quickly as she changes clothes, but she never had an affair when she was a student. Snape told me that she was always a loner." She smiled, "According to the information we know, she doesn't love Sirius, she doesn't love Regulus, I don't think she can love her father - no matter in name or in reality, they are two bastards. Here comes a very strange thing, she is unlovable. Maybe Lucius is one, but, as you can see, she doesn't even want to see him now."

"Where's her mother?" Regulus looked at her. "Did our grandmother ever love her?"

"You asked her if she has ever received maternal love?" She smiled, "Brother, you have grasped an important point."

"Do the women in our family understand what motherly love is? Or more bluntly, do we understand what sex is?" She raised her head, "I don't know, but I know that I don't love or want children now, I don't love anyone but you. And my mom doesn't love us, and as for our maternal grandma...it never seemed to give our mom enough love - I say enough because I can't tell if she did or Not enough, because at the moment our mother doesn't seem to be getting enough love at least. You know, she always wants everyone to love her."

"She's changed a lot," she said, looking at him. "Our mother, with wizards, is a very different person than she was with Muggles."

"You mean she won't necessarily be our biological mother?"

"I don't know," she said, "but can people really change that much?"

"Do you still remember what I said in math class?" He smiled, "V, make bold assumptions and verify carefully."

"So do we agree on the proposition that she doesn't love us?"

"I quite agree with you," said he, "and I doubt even that the proposition needs proof."

"Let's try," she said. "Maybe we'll have to confront her one day?"

"I'll talk to Dumbledore when I get back," Regulus said. "Do you have any suggestions?"

She thought for a moment, "Dumbledore is over 100 years old, isn't he?"

"110 is five years old."

"Our mother gave birth to us when she was 20, when he was 30, and our grandmother gave birth to our grandmother when she was almost 80, when he was [-]."

"I see what you mean," he smiled. "I'll ask him everything he knows about our family."

"I have one more request," she said. "Maybe you should tell her I found a book."

"But you won't show me," he added.

"Yes, I hope you pay attention to her expression." She smiled, "Then, promise me that you will never match me with Harry Potter again. , I don’t want to follow her plan at all.”

"You'd better think about it," he reminded her, "if she realizes that you're against her, she can get her wish if she asks you to do something she doesn't want you to do. .”

"That's nothing," she smiled. "As long as you stand by my side, I'll feel at ease."

She stared at him, "You won't lie to me, will you? Not before, not now, and never again?"

"will not."

She smiled, "Re, if you lie to me, I will be really sad, because I really never thought that you would lie to me, so I will definitely believe your lies, so you must lie to me It will work. But then I'll be heartbroken and hopeless because it's you."

She whispered, "Draco said you lied to me, so I tricked you into killing myself at the last minute to punish you."

She looked at him. "I think that looks like something I would do."

"So do I," he said softly, "but you have to promise me you won't do that."

"Then you have to promise me that you won't lie to me." She looked at him, "Trust me, if you lie to me, I will marry Draco and have an affair with Harry Potter at the same time."

"We promised each other," he said, "to go back and have a good rest, it's late."

"You'll play with me, won't you?"

"I'll work with you on her," he said. "Go back to sleep."

She pressed a kiss to his cheek, "I'm leaving."

"Good night." He kissed her too.