HP+ first love is no small matter

She stood in front of the cabinet, "Is this the one?"

"Ah."

"When are they coming?"

"Tonight." He stared at her. "There are still more than six hours. You can sleep on my bed. It's convenient for us to come out then."

She finally laughed, "You can go back," she turned her head and rested her head on his shoulder, "I really don't want to stay here anymore."

"No more," he replied with the same smile, "you'll be fine."

She followed him to the dormitory, took a cup of hot chocolate from him, and finally drank something other than water for the first time in days.

She handed him the glass, and as soon as he held it, he knew she had drunk at most a third, but that should be enough.

"It's so sweet." She frowned, "I want to drink water."

"The sense of taste will be very sensitive when you haven't eaten for a long time." He took the cup and subconsciously wanted to support her.

"Huh?" She stared at him, "Why did you do this?"

He was a little early, but she seemed to remember something, and she called him, "Draco!!!"

She pinched his shirt and watched him, and then she fell into his arms.

He carefully put her on his bed and covered her with the quilt.

Water of life and death is always useful.

Dumbledore said he would hide her.

But first of all, let her not run around.

He is not afraid of anything, and when she wakes up, even if he wants to kill him, he will let her go, but this time she can no longer bear the name of assassinating Dumbledore.

The girl fell asleep, and even the fingers holding his shirt lost strength. He thought, I should have given her a drink earlier, and she should have a good sleep for a few days, so that she would be better than now.

He carefully removed her fingers from his shirt. Her nails were very brittle and would break easily, but she obviously didn't think about cutting her nails these days. The length of her nails was a bit dangerous, as if they were easy to crack open length.He watched and thought, I'll help her cut her nails later.

He used his fingers to straighten her furrowed brows, and he said, "Why are you always so worried? Isn't it okay if I do everything for you?"

She didn't hide or avoid under his fingertips, but she was very warm and soft.

Kissing her fingers is nothing, he thought, and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her fingertips.

"Don't die," he whispered, "I don't want to see you die."

Before he finished speaking, two round tears of his had already hit the back of her hand.

"I always like to cry," he said in a low voice. "I used to like it, and I like it now. Your mother said that I am actually emotional, but I am not like that. I am a coward. I used to be like this, and I am like this now. .”

Mother likes girls, and he was raised as a little girl when he was a child.

He's just a spoiled kid, in his mid-teens, in his twenties, he was scared enough when Aunt Bella made him torture people with the Cruciatus Curse, the Dark Lord smiled. When he was given the task of assassinating Dumbledore, he still foolishly thought that the other party valued him, but with the passage of time and self-growth, normal people will realize how terrible killing is, let alone An ant-like person like him is going to kill Dumbledore.

Last time he cried until she couldn't take it so she helped him kill Dumbledore.

This time she cried until he wanted to keep her at all costs.

She is also a girl, she is a girl who is very weak on the outside, although she may have a strong heart, but Regulus, who she regards as the pillar of her life, is gradually disappearing. Can't give her a new one.

But at least he had to be someone she could rely on.

He touched her face with his fingertips, "You will live."

He boiled the colorless and tasteless water of life and death and then added cocoa powder into it, so as long as she drank that sip, it was enough for her to sleep for a day, let alone she drank several sips.

He put down his bed curtain, and after cutting her nails, he lay on the bed with her, listening to her very light and subtle breathing, staring at his pocket watch, and everyone fell asleep at two o'clock. The most familiar, at that time...

He thought about it, and after a long time, he heard Blaise wash up after returning, and heard him go to bed and breathe steadily, he finally lifted his bed curtain and went out of the bedroom.

Open the cabinet, and the people inside came out one by one. Dad was at the back, and when he saw him, he grabbed his hand, "Where's Vera?"

He shook his head, "I don't know."

Dad seemed relieved, "That's good."

"We need to talk to Christie," Aunt Bella laughed. "Lucius, let your son do what he has to do, because you have yours to do, too."

Lucius raised his eyes and looked at her, "Stop saying such things, Bella, I don't need to listen to your orders just yet."

As he spoke, he took out the Death Eater mask and put it on his face, while Bella sneered, "Still refusing to show your face for our master? Still wanting to be a weed that can leave him at any time? Tell me you haven't had enough of your so-called prudence!"

She pulled Draco away from her father, "Go find Snape, don't follow your cowardly father, why did my sister marry such a man?"

Lestrange grabbed her, "Bella..."

"Shut up!" She slapped his hand away, "How many times have I told you, don't touch me!"

Draco suddenly thought of what Vera would say if she was here, and she would definitely say, "Oh, dear Aunt Bella, just say a few more words, and we can go to Azkaban together Sightseeing tour plus accommodation!”

Everyone around looked at him in shock, and his father seemed to think he was right, full of encouragement and appreciation, and called him, "Draco!"

Only then did he realize that he had spoken the words of the girl in his mind with his own mouth.

Bellatrix stared at him, as if trying to see something in him, and she said suddenly, "Draco, when is my birthday?"

"He doesn't even remember my birthday, how could he remember you?" Lucius snapped, "This is my son, Bella, no matter what, I won't even recognize my own son! Okay Come on, let's go, don't waste time! Maybe you think Azkaban is very interesting, but I just came back from there!"

He pinched his son's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Cover your face so that no one will recognize you."

Dad's only ever shown his face at the Ministry of Magic, and that's the only time he's been a Death Eater for over 20 years.This is also an important reason why their family was safe and sound at the end of the liquidation.

He felt his father was right.

So he nodded calmly, and pulled down his hat, covering most of his face.

Then he went out. According to the plan, Snape should be waiting for him in the potions classroom, and according to his memory, Aunt Bella would run into a wall with Christie this time, literally and by extension.

Then...

She was supposed to meet Regulus, and Regulus left her a mark, and then Vera saw the mark...

She was almost insane.

But now Vera was soundly asleep in his bed.

In short, don't let her go back, the Dark Lord's attitude towards her is even more abnormal than last time, but he has to go back, because there are still many things at home that he needs to see, but Dumbledore can't die, because if Dumbledore dies No one can protect her anymore.

His face more or less needs to be seen by others.

Because he needs an excuse to stay home.

But he saw Regulus not far away. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants. When he stood in the shadows and turned around, his eyes were all black, which seemed very fitting to his surname. Be a Blake.

The two exchanged a look.

"She slept soundly," Draco said. "I think she's going to sleep for two or three days without accident with the amount of medicine she's taken."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time," Regulus said in a low voice, "I think maybe you don't have anything at home either."

"But you said that was the only way we could do it!"

"But do you know how many houses my mother has under her name?" Regulus looked at him, "Draco, when a woman in our family marries a man, she usually dies her husband first, and then her son , and finally died, leaving only one daughter.”

That daughter will inherit everything from her parents, a wealthy father, and a mother with a rich dowry...

"My mum took me to a few of her houses, which looked old, but still had house-elves and everything in place."

That meant either the elves in there were exceptionally good at managing, or the woman's orders were being strictly followed.

The key is……

"There are house-elves in all the houses?"

"The Blacks only have one old Kritch who seems to be out of his mind, but all the elves in my mother's house look normal."

"That's impossible, if no one keeps giving commands to the elves they will..."

The elves take serving human beings as their philosophy of life.

"I don't know how many houses like that she has, I don't know how many elves like that are, I don't know what kind of person she is, Draco, there is nothing more frightening than such an enemy, She knows everything about you, but everything about her is fake. What you have seen about her is just a layer of her mask that can be torn off at any time and discarded. It is just made by her for her own purposes. A prop from…”

"Are you timid?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Regulus stared at him. "I'm afraid."

Regulus stared at him, "I'm so scared that I don't know what to do, Draco, she told me that she found a big book about the women in our family, and she also had a book last time." If so, do you know where she kept the book? Draco, I need that book."

that book...

The book was in Christie's room, a room only she and Vera could enter.

This time she...

She stayed in her own room and her mother's room a lot of the time this time, she hardly ever slept in her own room, so this time...

This time they didn't have the book.

"Reculus," Draco said, feeling his throat go dry, "that book is in her room, and only she and her mother can enter her room."

Regulus stared at him with a look of extreme despair, "Draco, you have to take her back."

"No! You said it was dangerous for her!"

"Yes, but we need that book!"

"I won't take her back!"

"Wait," Regulus said, "have you seen that book?"

"I saw it last time."

"Does she leave it at your house now or does she carry it with her?"

A stayed at home.

B takes it with him.