[HP] Tsundere from afar

I suddenly felt a little weird, the stuffy stuff in my chest almost drowned me.But the weird feeling that came to me was quickly overwhelmed by the nausea of ​​Apparition.When Bella and I came to the Forbidden Forest, she became that crazy Bella again, as if all my memories just came from my fantasy.

I even thought Bella was my mother just now, because there was something about her... no, I should say, something about her that made me wish she was my mother.

Then fantasy told me that reality is skinny.

Bella bent down to Voldemort who was not far away, and said respectfully: "Master, I went to see, Snape is dead."

"Very good." Voldemort curled the corner of his mouth very evilly, picked up his wand and rubbed it.His eyes were blurred in the woods not far away, as if some treasure would appear there: "Now, we just need to wait until Harry Potter!"

After I walked up to Narcissa, Voldemort suddenly turned to me the face that made me want to resist Japan: "Come here, Eve."

I walked over obediently, and then Voldemort looked down at me: "Just now Akore told me that you gave the order to cease fighting, Eve?"

Although this is a question sentence, it is equivalent to a declarative sentence.

But I decided to do it, and I won't regret it.

So I took the initiative to lower my head, and replied in a very pious tone: "Yes, my master, I thought..."

And then I was knocked out, like a parabola, although it was a very humiliating punishment for the Death Eaters who were there to appreciate it.

But compared to my face, I cherish my life more.

Voldemort doesn't like to use Cruciatus on me lately, he likes to play me like a ball, although I appreciate the less severe pain more: "You think!"

He pointed his wand at me a little angrily: "What are you using that Hufflepuff's brain for?!"

I lay down on the ground and didn't dare to speak. I only saw Voldemort's feet getting closer and closer to me, and then stopped in front of me.

"Stop being self-righteous, Eve." Voldemort looked at me aloofly: "If I had a brain like yours, I would have no face to live."

To be honest, I think my skin is thick enough---

But Voldemort is always challenging my bottom line and making me improve... Tolerance.

Must endure.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

I will bear with you, uncle and aunt, I will go!

Believe it or not, sister points one by one, and your nose will be electrified!

We stood for a long time in the Forbidden Forest, as if we were being punished to stand up all night.The night breeze approaching the early morning was so cool that it made people want to fall asleep, but it was so dangerous that it made people so damn awake.

After a long time, Narcissa asked me softly, she just turned her eyes in my direction: "Is Draco still alive?"

"I don't know, Mrs. Malfoy." I replied to Narcissa beside me, there was something fragile in her eyes, and I felt that looking at her would break me too.

"But he must really want to see us again." I also said this softly, as if softly comforting Narcissa beside me.

"You may not know." Narcissa smiled suddenly, although this smile was no longer so elegant and indifferent, but with a bit of maternal anxiety and despair, "I used to be very against..."

"Sissy!" Lucius supported Narcissa, who was a little emotionally unstable. He glanced nervously at Voldemort's direction, and then hugged Narcissa into his arms, "He will be safe, don't worry."

I suddenly discovered that the father and son Lucius and Draco are surprisingly similar in the way they hug each other.

After being glared at by Lucius, I silently turned my head away from this group of loving couples, because I was cold——

I miss Draco.

I also want to be hugged.

Fortunately, we didn't have to wait long. Before the early morning fog disintegrated, Harry appeared in the woods. Every step he took seemed to have enough courage to face death so calmly.

When everyone is dying, there are quite a lot of things, the same love, the same friendship, the same family affection, the same emotions and memories that cannot be let go.But when going to death, courage is different. Harry's courage is obviously superior to ours and Voldemort.

"Harry, what are you doing here?!" Hagrid, who was tied up beside him, suddenly yelled out loud. This half-giant didn't have a single piece of intact skin on his body, but his current appearance clearly wanted to cry: "No !"

"To shut up!"

Voldemort looked at Harry and gradually laughed: "Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, is here to die!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Harry appeared suddenly, as suddenly as he died.When Voldemort's green beam magnified infinitely and rushed towards Harry, I even doubted whether Harry could really survive.

To my consolation, Voldemort fell to the ground after casting this Avatar, looking even weaker.Because he was so old and blind that he killed himself, thinking about the countless Cruciatus he had used on me, now I feel so good for no reason!

I can sympathize with every Death Eater who has gone astray, but the Virgin will never pity Voldemort in an outburst——

Unless my penis just now was really short-circuited by the current emitted by his nose.

After Voldemort woke up, his scarlet eyes stared straight at Harry's fallen body, and there was a kind of madness and paranoia in the eyes that were desperately circulating.Narcissa, who was beside me, walked to Harry's side very well, and when she looked back at us, I saw the struggle in her eyes.

"That boy...is he dead?!" Bella asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Then Narcissa gradually squatted down, and I saw her put her hand on Harry's head, as if to identify whether he was breathing.Finally, Narcissa stood up, still in a very elegant and noble manner, she stopped her body, her beautiful eyes looked at Voldemort, and she swore, "He is dead."

I give full marks to this nonsense.

But Voldemort, the bald man, believed it, and he believed it so much.

When Narcissa returned to our side, she nodded slightly to me. She no longer looked like the frightened look at that time. Instead, there was a kind of resolute joy that made her unable to suppress the corners of her mouth.

"The stars in the sky are still bright, Lucius." Narcissa raised her head slightly, and those eyes that looked very much like Draco looked at the sky, as if admiring the beauty of the night sky.

However, her words were not that simple. When Lucius trembled and looked up at the sky, I clearly saw this man who was elegant and arrogant to a certain extent in the past. His eyes on the side facing me left Something very bright.Although it is gone in a flash, this kind of instant and rare thing makes me feel very precious.

The last lament seems to have been played in my ears, I know that everything is at the end, and it seems that everything is starting again.

When we walked out of the Forbidden Forest, there were desperate birds singing above us.It seemed to tell me the fact that I didn't have breakfast this morning, and then I suddenly wanted to eat roasted sparrows, which is called "the last breakfast".

After the Death Eaters stepped on the ruins of Hogwarts, they flew into the sky and there was no more sound. The densely packed black and black people seemed to be about to collapse this magnificent bridge in the past.In fact, I don't want to set foot in Hogwarts, because it has become the same color as hell, not the school that made me feel so happy that I can breathe freely.

As I walked across the bridge at Hogwarts, there was a quietness that seemed to say that I no longer belonged here, that I was no longer welcome and accepted.I think about the best food, the prettiest prom, and the best friends that this school has ever had.

These scattered smoke and dust are as pale and choking as the memories of the past.

This morning is as sad as Qingming.

After entering the gate of the former college, all the students and teachers who were still alive stood watching us from a distance. Such a huge team of Death Eaters is actually very fragile. As long as there is no leader in the group, it will be defeated.

I saw Hermione and the others in the crowd, my former classmates, and Professor McGonagall, who liked me the most in the past. They looked a little shabby, but they all noticed me.I found that what I encountered in the dungeon of Malfoy Manor was really a drop in the bucket, and it was the most painful to face the incomprehension and confusion of the teachers and students in the school.

"Eve!" A very abrupt voice raised gently, because it was different from other annoyance and disgust, but full of joy.

I heard the sound and saw that Hannah was standing not far ahead, and Neville was hugging her body that was crazily trying to run towards this side.I noticed that she had some small scars on her face from a spell and her hands were still bandaged, my best friend Hannah was hurt, my best friend Hannah was probably held too tight by Neville so Wept uncontrollably.

I stood just a few steps away from them, surrounded by the biggest villain.

Actually I don't want her.

I actually don't miss her at all.

I actually don't want her to cry when she sees me. I have imagined the scene of meeting many times, and this kind of scene will make me want to cry...

Well, I miss them.

During the two months and five days I was at Malfoy Manor, I thought about them all the time.