[HP] Can you be gentle with me

The hall was dark, with only a candle light on the wall beside the door. A man was sitting on a chair in the hall, and his face could not be seen clearly. The weak candle light could not reach the man at all.He was sitting lazily, holding a wine glass in his hand. In the dark, the liquid inside looked darker, not like red wine, but more like blood...

The door was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in, bowing slightly in front of the man.

"I said, only you don't have to bow before me...Abraxas." The man said lazily.

The man named Abraxas can be seen to have long hair, and under the flickering of the candlelight, it also reflects the light slightly as if echoing it, as if it would glow by itself.

"It's a sign of respect for you, Lord."

The man chuckled, but it was impossible to feel a trace of a smile. "Okay, Abraxas, no more flattery," he said. "Is there any news for you?"

"No news, I'm here to tell you that my son is back," Abraxas said. "I remember you said you were looking for him for something?"

The man was silent for a while. "Is that Lucius? Tell him to come in later." He really wanted to ask what was going on with the rumor that was raging among the nobles.

Abraxas bowed again. "Yes, Lord." After finishing speaking, he exited the hall.

Different from the dimly lit hall just now, this is the real living room of Malfoy's house. There are famous candles burning on the walls, the floor is also covered with thick wool carpet with dark green background and embellished with silver borders, and the fire in the fireplace is also blazing. Burning, although the color scheme of the whole living room is mainly cool, but it also reveals a warm feeling.

Lucius had just returned home at this moment, and was sitting on the sofa drinking black tea. He and his father were almost carved out of the same mold. Seeing Abraxas walk into the living room, he quickly got up to greet him.

"Father."

"The Lord wants to see you."

"What...what?" Lucius was taken aback, and then was attacked by Abraxas' staff.

"Don't put on that stupid look, Luc," Abraxas snapped.

Lucius quickly restrained his expression and returned to his usual expression. "Sorry, Father, I'm just so shocked."

"What's the shock? It's not like I haven't seen it before..." Abraxas said. "Go, don't make him wait too long."

Lucius hurriedly walked towards the hall, although it was a long time since he came home, he was a little disappointed that his father sent him to meet an adult the first time he saw him, but he knew that he really couldn't let that adult wait , after all, there have been many horror examples before.

Taking a deep breath to calm down his nervousness, he pushed open the door and stepped in. The door closed behind him immediately, and his eyes couldn't adapt to the sudden darkness.

"Ah, Lucius, good to see you," said the man in front of him.

Lucius hurried over, knelt at his feet, and kissed his robes. "Lord."

The man waved his hand. "Get up."

"Yes." He stood up and took a few steps back carefully.

"Am I that scary, Lucius?" the man said jokingly. "I think you should get closer..."

Lucius immediately took two small steps forward, but he didn't dare to get too close.

The man didn't ask any more, just staring at Lucius.

Lucius' scalp was numb from being stared at, and he raised his head slightly, but he didn't dare to raise his head too high. "Lord?"

"Lucius, how is school?"

"As usual, Lord." Lucius replied suspiciously, wondering why he'd suddenly asked such an insignificant question.

The man narrowed his eyes. "You should know what I'm asking, Lucius." The speed of speaking slowed down, Lucius knew that this was a sign of danger, and broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

Lucius' mind quickly sorted out what happened in the school, and then it suddenly dawned on him that the Lord was probably asking him about Tahlia, so he spoke. "Lord, there is indeed an interesting new student this year..."

"How to say?"

"He's a...mudblood," Lucius said. "But into Slytherin."

The man just listened, and didn't answer, he had already heard other people mention this matter, and he wanted to hear Lucius say something he didn't know.

"She's doing well in school, and already knows a lot more than a first year. If she hadn't said it, I don't think anyone would have noticed that she was a... Mudblood."

The man still didn't speak, and Lucius became nervous, racking his brains for what else he hadn't said.

"I got in touch with her and found that she is surprising in many ways... For example, I found out that she has been able to use the Disillusionment Charm..."

He felt the man move in surprise as well, and it seemed that Tahlia had indeed interested the Lord.

"You made contact with her..." the man said slowly and calmly, then paused. "I suppose more than a little?"

Lucius was startled, and quickly knelt down again. "Forgive me, Lord."

"Don't be so nervous, Lucius." The man waved his hand, and Lucius stood up timidly. "I know you even allowed that girl to call you by your name, maybe I can ask what you're up to?"

It seemed the Lord wasn't mad at himself for being too close to a Muggle-born, and Lucius was relieved. "I intend to introduce her to you, Lord."

The man laughed a few times. "Wishful thinking is not bad, Lucius." If the girl is really used by him, then obviously the girl will not forget the credit of Lucius' introduction, if he does not use the girl, Lucius has nothing to lose, it should be said that it is really worthy of Abraxas son?It's really good at judging the situation...

Lucius didn't dare to speak, waiting for the man to continue.

"But you did a good job on this..." the man said. "If that girl is really what I've heard, then obviously she can't get too close to that old guy Dumbledore..." A little thoughtful. "Lucius."

Lucius straightened up immediately, waiting for the man's command.

"...You continue to pay attention to her, and continue to report progress to me..."

"Yes."

The man leaned back in the chair. "Then, tell me about this girl in detail now..."

Lucius collected his thoughts and spoke. "Lord, I think Tahlia—that's her name...she yearned for power, she even asked me to train her in dueling..."

"Oh?" The man leaned forward again.

"She is indeed talented. I taught her to cast the silent spell earlier, and she successfully cast it that night...and," he paused. "I believe that since she learned it, she has used it more than once to deal with students from the same school who troubled her."

"It seems that the broken hat did not make a wrong judgment..." the man said lightly. "Slytherin will always accept only the best."

"I think so too, Lord," Lucius said. "The thing that shocked me the most was what happened a few nights ago. I was not there at that time, and I also learned about it through relay."

"Say."

Lucius looked up, but accidentally forgot to look into the man's eyes, startled by the bloody eyes that were shining red, and quickly looked away.

"Lucius, I don't have the patience to let you take your time..." The man frowned and waved his hands impatiently.

"Yes," Lucius recalled what he had learned from other students. "I heard from the students present that night that a group of people took her things and wreaked havoc. It seems that the girl suddenly seemed to be a different person after seeing her photo frame being crushed..."

"...picture frame?"

"Supposedly it's a picture of her family..." Lucius explained. "After the photo frame was crushed, she suddenly became frightening, and there was a faint overflow of magic power. The student who told me said that she could feel the air vibrating... Then all the students who destroyed her things were killed by her alone. It's fixed." He paused, then continued. "The student said that if Snape hadn't suddenly appeared..."

"I think you should explain why this Snape is..." the man said, sounding displeased.

Lucius explained right away. "Lord, Snape is also a freshman in our college this year, and he has an extraordinary talent for potions. I think he will also be a talent in the future...to be able to work for you, Lord..."

The man nodded slightly. "Then what does this Snape have to do with that girl?"

"She takes him very seriously, Lord, she seems to have known him since childhood," Lucuis said. "The student said that if Snape didn't show up and stop her later, she even seemed to want to kill them..."

The man was lost in thought.

Lucius looked at the man who was silent again, and confirmed that he had nothing else to report, so he stood quietly and waited for the man to give another order.

"That student...what's his name?" After waiting for a long time, Lucius finally heard the man's voice again.

"You said you were there to tell my students what happened, Lord?" Lucius asked.He opened his mouth after getting a nod from the man. "It's Avery, Lord."

"I see." He said, waving for Lucius to leave, and Lucius obeyed and quickly exited the hall.

The man was still sitting on the chair, resting his head on his hands, frowning slightly. Lucius' description was only one-sided. After all, he was not present. The fastest way is to call the people present to directly instigate him...

...Looks like it's time to call Avery and his son.

In the middle of the night, everyone was asleep and there was no sound, but a black-haired boy quietly opened the door and crept up the corridor. Sure enough, he saw a figure walking softly not far away. He called out in a low voice. Voice. "Sirius." The figure froze in place, turned his head slowly, and heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that it was him, and quickly pulled him back into the room together.

"Regulus, are you trying to scare me to death by making a sudden noise?" Sirius said in a small breathy voice.

Regulus, who was held by him, shook his head and spoke softly. "Brother, do you really want to do this? Mom will be very angry..."

"Trust me, no matter what I do she will be mad at me." Sirius shrugged.

"But she's really going to be very, very, very angry this time..." Regulus said worriedly. "It is said that this wedding is very important..."

Sirius interrupted him. "It's just a political marriage," he said. "Instead of standing there stupidly, I'd rather go out with James and the others." He paused, and continued to persuade his brother. "You see, although Mr. Potter will attend, James doesn't need to go, so it's good that our father will go, not to mention, aren't you still here?"

"but……"

"Please, Regulus." Sirius clasped his hands together. "Do you remember Tahlia I mentioned to you? I really want to go to her house, and I promised her a long time ago. You don't want your brother and me to be the one who misses the appointment?"

Regulus fell into silence, he bit his lip, looked back and forth between Sirius and the direction outside which seemed to be the Black and his wife's room, after a long time, he sighed. "Okay, brother...you owe me one more..."

Sirius hugged Regulus happily. "I knew you were the best for me!" he said. "After you go to school, I will definitely introduce her to you, and you will definitely like her very much!"

Regulus let Sirius hold him helplessly, before pushing him away slightly after a while. "Okay, don't you want to sneak out? Go quickly... I'll drag Kreacher for you..." The saddest thing about sneaking out is that Kreacher is locked up, but I'm lucky that I have a very close relationship with Kreacher, usually as long as he pleads Kreacher would relente and grant his request.

"I'll leave it to you." Sirius said, and gave Regulus a hug. "See you in a few days." Then he quietly opened the door and walked out.

Watching Sirius walk out the door, Regulus sighed slightly, and quietly walked back to his room, calling softly. "Kreacher?"

After a small crackle, Kreacher appeared before him, bowing deeply to him. "Does little master Regulus have any orders?"

"Don't always bow, Kreacher…" Regulus said helplessly. "Can you look under my bed for me? I always feel like some creature has run into it..."

"Kreacher is the best elf! Kreacher must catch that creature that dared to trespass under Regulus' little master's bed!" He patted his chest, and then got into Regulus' bed.

Regulus looked at Kreacher who was carefully checking under his bed with some guilt, silently estimating whether Sirius had successfully stepped out the door

A few minutes passed before he spoke again. "Kreacher... did you find anything?"

Kreacher came out frustrated. "Kreacher is a useless elf...can't even help the little master catch that nasty creature...Kreacher..." As he spoke, he wanted to rush into the wall.

Regulus hastily pulled him back. "Stop, Kreacher! You're going to wake up Mom and Dad..." Seeing Kreacher's eyes widen, but the movement finally stopped. "I think it's my delusion...maybe nothing got under my bed at all, I'll sleep first, and if there is any movement, I'll ask you for help, okay?"

Kreacher nodded tearfully, and disappeared with a snap of his fingers.

Regulus lay back on the bed, sighed again, alas, why does he seem to be more like an older brother than Sirius?Since he was a child, he didn't know how many troubles he followed behind him... But... Regulus smiled, who called him his brother?

He resolutely decided to close his eyes and go to sleep. As for how his mother would break down and roar tomorrow, let's wait until then to worry about it.